The mountains are rugged with strange rocks and miasma is spreading.
At the top of Gufeng, there is a 100-foot platform that seems to have been cut out by a sword!
The platform floor is engraved with complex red profound formations, full of mysterious Taoist charms.
In the center of the circle, sat a majestic man with a single horn on his head and red flesh wings on his back.
At this time, the man was staring at a blood-red round stone in front of him.
He murmured to himself:
"It's almost...it'll be there soon..."
The boulder is trembling as if alive!
Immediately, a suction vortex suddenly appeared with the round stone as the center!
Rumble!
This strange round stone actually swallowed up the energy around it!
The huge black formation on the ground glowed with red light!
Tick tock.
A drop of essence liquid as red as blood suddenly appeared from the space in front of the round stone.
Slowly drip into the prepared container.
Gradually, more and more red essence liquid was formed by condensation of vitality.
Like a fountain of blood.
After a long time, it slowly stopped, and the vortex of Yuanli gradually disappeared.
The red-winged man was panting slightly, his face was tired, but his eyes were full of joyful anticipation.
"Distribute all the Yuan liquid and let them seize the time to practice!"
He ordered to the servants on the side.
Several teams of servants accepted the order, collected the containers filled with Yuan liquid with Najie, and quickly headed down the mountain.
The man with red wings clenched his fists slightly as he looked at the people's leaving figures.
The groups of servants arrived at the foot of the mountain, and what was waiting for them were hundreds of figures standing in front of them.
These figures have different shapes and are all of different races.
After seeing someone descending from the solitary peak, the originally noisy scene fell silent.
Everyone's eyes were red, as if they were eager for something.
The servants took out containers from the Najie and distributed the blood-like essence liquid to everyone waiting in line.
One of the people who looked like a leader said loudly:
"The Great Master worked day and night on the Demon Ascension Platform in order to condense the Yuan Liquid, so that all races can survive in this hell!"
"I hope all races can cherish Yuan Ye and practice hard!"
Everyone shouted:
"Your Majesty, have mercy!"
"Long live your Majesty!"
The leader paused for a moment, waited for everyone to lower their voices, and then snorted coldly:
"I heard that some races dare to disobey the Great Master's order and steal the essence liquid privately!"
Everyone was trembling in their hearts, bowing their heads and not daring to say anything.
"I repeat it again!"
"The Great Master has ordered that these Yuan Liquids must be distributed to everyone!"
"No matter the old, weak, sick or disabled, everyone can enjoy this hard-won blessing!"
At the end of the sentence, the leader shouted loudly:
"Did you hear that?"
Everyone immediately responded:
"I will obey the Majesty's decrees carefully and don't dare to be negligent in the slightest!"
Several servants looked at each other, nodded with satisfaction, and returned to the mountain.
As soon as they left, the atmosphere at the scene became much more relaxed.
"Your Majesty is so selfless."
"Yes, no matter the level of cultivation or race, you can receive the Yuan Liquid!"
"Your Majesty, he can be said to be our reborn parent!"
With gratitude, everyone took the Yuan liquid and left in twos and threes, returning to their respective groups for distribution.
Every morning, they will wait here.
On the second day.
The people who had received the Yuan Liquid did not disperse, but were discussing with angry expressions.
"Recently, several groups of my tribesmen have disappeared without a trace. They are probably killed!"
"Who on earth did such a cruel thing?"
"The same is true for my clan. The clan members of the generation in Gongyao Mountain in the west have completely lost contact!"
"I'm going to investigate in person today!"
Another morning passed.
The leader was about to distribute the essence liquid when he suddenly saw that many of the leaders of the tribes below were missing.
He frowned and said angrily:
"A lot of people are absent? Why, the wings are hardened and there is no need for Yuan liquid anymore?!"
Everyone looked at each other.
One of them suddenly came forward and said:
"Your Majesty, there seems to be more foreign humans here recently!"
"According to the intelligence, the human race's fighting power is extremely ferocious. Eighty percent of the people who disappeared in the west were killed by it!"
"In my opinion, the Wuda clan leader who is absent today is probably in danger as well!"
The leader said angrily:
"It's just a human race, just catch it and eat it. How come you lose so many people?"
In his consistent understanding, the human race who occasionally come here will end up as mere food.
"Gather your forces and deal with the alien races quickly. Don't let the Great Lord worry about such trivial matters!"
"Who dares to take the responsibility for delaying the condensation of Yuan Liquid?"
Everyone had no choice but to say yes and disperse.
Another day later, the leader suddenly discovered that the number of people present was actually half less than yesterday!
He suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter and asked hurriedly:
"Why is this? Could it be that they were all killed by humans?"
"That's unreasonable!"
Before anyone could reply, a guard suddenly ran up in a panic to report.
"Report!"
"The enemy has reached Qiyuan Gate!"
"We suffered heavy losses!"
The leader was heartbroken and shouted sharply:
"Could it be that the alien humans have already arrived here?!"
"How many humans are there?"
The guard's face was full of fear and anxiety, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing.
His face was pale and his lips were trembling as he replied:
"There is only one enemy..."
"What?!"
"Only one person?!"
The scene immediately exploded.
A man with two heads on his neck stepped forward.
"Let me go meet this human!"
The leader was about to give instructions.
His expression suddenly changed, and everyone became quiet.
Boom!
Boom!
They heard waves of shaking sounds coming from the ground.
The blood-red essence liquid held in the container on the ground was making ripples in circles with the vibration.
The sound is getting louder and louder, and the vibrations are becoming more and more obvious.
"Something is approaching!"
boom!
I saw a figure wrapped in golden light jumping from a distance!
He jumped up high and then hit the ground hard!
In the blink of an eye, I had arrived at the venue.
When the two-headed patriarch saw that his enemy was so arrogant with only one person, he became furious.
"Human bastard! Die!"
He held a sledgehammer in his hand, kicked his legs, jumped up high, and attacked the enemy.
Swing the sledgehammer hard.
Bang!
There was a sound of shattering, and the two-headed patriarch was smashed into pieces with a punch and a hammer!
The golden light fell to the ground, and he shook off the blood on his wrist with a cold expression.
The person coming is none other than Feng Wuji!
In the past few days, he has been fighting his way from the west to the east.
Seeing this solitary peak reaching into the clouds, he raised the corner of his mouth.
"This must be the Demonic Mountain."
"The Great Master Fumin must be up there."
It seemed as if he didn't take the clan leaders in front of him into consideration.
The leading alien race was furious and shouted:
"Heads of the clan, capture this person quickly!"
"Whoever successfully captures him will have his vitality increased tenfold!"
Feng Wuji seemed not to hear it, and just stared at the container on the ground containing bright red essence liquid.
He felt the extremely rich vitality fluctuations inside.
"It turns out this is what the vitality looks like after transformation."