In the center of the village, about ten meters below, there was a large hollowed out hole. Although it was simple, it had everything you need, and the entire ground was filled with blood.

Resentment, hatred, unwillingness...!

As long as a normal person can feel these creepy things, goosebumps can appear all over the body. When you scratch them, you feel like you are touching your skin, which is terribly disgusting.

From this, it can be seen that the emotions here have become so intense that it is unknown how many people and creatures must be killed to gather and condense this pool of blood.

And in the middle, sitting cross-legged was an evil and charming young man. He looked very young, but he had a sense of calmness that was very inconsistent with his appearance. It should be the art of keeping one's appearance.

Behind him, there is a stone platform with obscure lines engraved on it. In the center, there is an extremely bright red bead, the size of a dragon's eye, redder than blood.

Dazzling and enchanting in the world!

This is the first reaction when seeing it, but for some reason, I always feel that this blood bead is too evil, as if it is a condensation of filth in the world, and ordinary people will die if they touch it!

There are a total of nine blood pools here, and they have a vague charm of formations. Those dark red lines are like mosquito straws, all absorbed by the red beads on the stone platform.

Seeing this is enough to suddenly realize it!

The nine blood pools here are nutrients. Through those dark red lines, they are all absorbed by the red beads on the stone platform. Everything is for it.

A condensation of malice, hatred, and evil!

If there is a strong soul here, he will definitely be able to feel that there are many resentful souls wandering around here. They will not leave after death, but will only cause harm to the world and vent their resentment.

How were they formed?

At this time, a sound startled the Blood Emperor, and he instantly opened his dark red pupils, just like a vampire. The two had a long history.

He turned around and saw two men from the White Lotus Sect grabbing a skinny man and walking towards him, throwing him directly into the ninth blood pool, exposing his arm.

This arm is very special. On his arm, there is a wound scratched by a sharp blade, which has become scarred, but this is not the end. The next thing is... creepy.

Looking down from the scar, there are nine scars in total, layer by layer, row after row, spreading all the way to the front of the artery. Looking up, from new to old, they are all wounds.

Suppressing his doubts, one of the White Lotus Cult men suddenly pulled out a sharp sword and cut his artery without any mercy. The tenth wound... appeared, and blood... suddenly spurted out.

"Crash...!"

All the blood that was left in his body flowed out. Within a short time, the man bled to death from excessive blood loss. During this period, he did not scream in panic, but...it seemed like he was relieved.

After his death, there was another resentful soul here. Yes, these resentful souls were formed in this way. They were treated as blood food of red beads. After cutting the veins ten times, they bled to death.

The blood in the ninth blood pool is a little thicker, but the remaining blood pools are like filters, filtering all the way to the first blood pool. At this time, the blood is already as bright as agate.

As soon as those dark red lines flashed, these nutrients were absorbed into the red bead, and its color... became even brighter.

This is a... cruel reincarnation here.

From the resentful souls here, we can see how many innocent people have died, and their souls are still there, wanting to take revenge on the world...!

The Blood Emperor, who saw this scene in his eyes, had a calm face, as if he was normal, but he was actually a little excited in his heart. He looked at the red beads on the stand, and it was almost... almost done.

Immediately he got excited and ordered: "Pull one more person up, and today, it should be fully formed."

"Ten years of sharpening a sword will lead to success today!"

"My White Lotus Sect's century-old plan is finally not far away. Once we get that power, the whole world will tremble under our feet, and Hongmeng and the country will perish."

"Jiejiejie~~~!"

The entire underground cavity was echoing with his wild laughter, countless resentful souls roared, their eyes were red, but there was nothing they could do about it, the red beads had the effect of imprisoning them.

As if he felt this scene, the Blood Emperor sneered, with disdain flashing in his eyes, and said cruelly: "Do you think... becoming a resentful spirit is liberation? No, this is just the beginning!"

"The reason why you exist like this is to help my second brother break through in cultivation. He likes resentful souls... very much. Counting the time, it should be here soon."

"Jie Jie~~!"

The resentful souls are surging crazily, but there is nothing they can do. In order to survive forever and take revenge, they will not hesitate to devour each other, just to wait until one day, they can destroy the red bead and free themselves...!

Under the order of the Blood Emperor, two White Lotus Sect men actually pulled Yan Yunyun out. Six scars appeared on her arms, indicating that her pulse had been cut...six times.

"etc!"

"Pull out the fattest part and cut it off together. Maybe it will take shape this time. The blood of monks is far superior to that of ordinary people, especially... powerful monks."

I saw the Blood Emperor grinning ferociously and saying, he couldn't wait any longer.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Zhuo was actually pulled out. There were nine scars on his arm. He was not far from death, but he was very sad and angry, and his face turned green.

"Blood Emperor, you son of a bitch, if I don't die, I will kill you alive. Your sins are heinous, and you will definitely receive retribution. God's punishment, I curse you to die...!"

Shang Zhuo had a green face and cursed angrily.

However, the Blood Emperor just picked his ears when he heard the words. He was tired of hearing such words and didn't even bother to respond.

When Mr. Bu and several other monks saw this, they all shook their heads bitterly. After staying here for a few days, they were already in despair. They could only let the blood flow out and die, or commit suicide.

They are like pigs in captivity!

Yan Yunyun's face was ashen, and she turned into a zombie. The sharp sword cut her forearm. She was completely indifferent, only feeling sad, as if she was waiting to die.

Shang Zhuo had a green face and his eyes were about to burst. He hated, he was unwilling, and he was angry. If he was given another chance, he would definitely practice harder, just to kill the Blood Emperor!

One of the White Lotus Cult men drew his long sword, shining with a sharp cold light. Yan Yunyun had already closed his eyes in despair, while Shang Zhuo's eyes wanted to spit fire, unwilling to accept the reality at all.

"Jiejie...go to hell...!"

Just when the long sword was about to fall, two golden arrows shot out, piercing through the two of them in an instant. The hot and destructive power burned all the internal organs in the blink of an eye.

When the Blood Emperor saw this, his face froze, and his proud smile froze in an instant, and he suddenly turned his head and looked into the darkness.

"The power of infant refining, the arrow of pure Yang!"

A more powerful arrow was shot, and the target was actually the red bead. Old monk Bu, Shang Zhuo, Yan Yunyun and others' pupils shrank and their breathing stagnated. This... was a very familiar feeling.

Seeing this, the Blood Emperor suddenly smiled, and a powerful and terrifying strength burst out. He stretched out his hand to catch the arrow. It was ridiculous to be able to catch the arrow with just this ability...!

"Ants... also want to overturn the world...?"

However, before the words could be finished, another dull roar came from the darkness, which seemed to contain a strong sense of divine power.

"Soul...destroyed!"

There seemed to be an invisible knife that struck directly into the deep mind of the Blood Emperor. His body suddenly froze, his face was distorted, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and his brain felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

And the arrow actually missed his hand and shot past!

"Bang!"

A crisp sound resounded from everyone's hearts, and the pupils of Mr. Bu and others had shrunk into the shape of needle eyes.

"It's actually...really broken!"

The Blood Emperor woke up, his face suddenly turned pale, and the muscles on his face were twitching violently. A surge of rage and hostility surged into his heart, and bloody murderous intent filled the surrounding area.

"Damn it...you deserve to die...ten years...I wasted the whole ten years...you actually ruined it for me...kill you...!"

He glanced around and finally found a person, a guy holding his head and bleeding from all his orifices. He was half-kneeling on the ground. His head seemed to have been stabbed by thousands of steel needles. It hurt so much...!

"Damn bastard...I'm going to cut you up...!"

The Blood Emperor immediately became furious and exploded madly. A peak of infant refining power was poured into his hand crazily.

"Blood...evil...corrosion...bone...hand!"

When Yan Yunyun and others saw this, their faces turned pale, because they had recognized the person who was coming, it was... the alliance leader Ning Tao!

"No...don't...!"

Ning Tao heard the voice, but was unable to resist. He underestimated the blood emperor's soul. It was too much stronger than him. Under the backlash, it was good that he could stand up. It was impossible to hide...!

At this critical moment, the resentful souls in the sky suddenly stopped swimming, and clear eyes appeared in their eyes. They stood upright like soldiers, densely packed and countless.

The next scene was even more magical. These resentful souls actually showed gratitude on their faces and knelt down to Ning Tao in unison!
Chapter completed!