Chapter 246: Vaporized
The Crimson Blood Old Monster sneered at Haitiansha. "Heh heh, so what if I ambushed you? What can you do about it?"
He wasn’t an idiot.
He knew that as soon as Haitiansha got his hands on the Blood Bodhi, he would immediately consume it and become a Martial Emperor Powerhouse.
At that point, none of them would be a match for Haitiansha.
They would be at his mercy.
The White-robed Scholar struggled to his feet and said, "Haitiansha, you ambushed me first. Don’t blame me for abandoning all pretense of honor."
BOOM!
The White-robed Scholar erupted with a powerful aura.
Immediately after, everyone made their move.
Their target was the Blood Bodhi. Each one of them wanted to be the first to obtain it and instantly become a Martial Emperor.
"Stop them!"
Haitiansha roared at Mo Taishang and the others while he himself struggled to his feet and strode toward the Ancient Bodhi Tree.
’Once I become a Martial Emperor, I’ll kill both the White-robed Scholar and the Crimson Blood Old Monster.’
The Crimson Blood Old Monster roared in fury, "We can’t let him get the Blood Bodhi! If he does, we’re all dead!"
BOOM! BOOM!
Just as he was about to charge at Haitiansha, Mo Taishang, Lan Taishang, and their group blocked his path.
The White-robed Scholar was also blocked.
However, their side had the numerical advantage, and someone still managed to break through the defensive circle, launching a deadly attack toward Haitiansha.
BOOM!
Haitiansha was just about to pluck the Blood Bodhi when he was struck by a heavy blow.
The attacker was a scar-faced man.
"I’ll slaughter you!"
Seething with rage, Haitiansha charged at the scar-faced man to kill him.
You could tell he was truly furious.
Who could tolerate being ambushed twice in a row while trying to pick the Blood Bodhi?
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Everyone descended into a chaotic melee.
Soon, two men were grievously injured, collapsing powerlessly into pools of their own blood.
"Heh heh, a nice little bargain for me."
The black stone statue let out a low chuckle. Then, countless thin red threads extended from its base, creeping toward the two corpses.
These red threads were invisible to the naked eye.
In no time, the two men were reduced to desiccated corpses, all the blood and life force drained from their bodies.
Having obtained the two men’s vital blood, the black stone statue laughed excitedly. "Hahaha! I can finally see the light of day again!"
"Who’s there?"
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked around warily.
BOOM!
The black stone statue shattered, and a tall, black-robed man walked out from within.
Seeing this, everyone was stunned.
’There was someone inside the statue?’
A bad premonition arose in Mo Taishang’s heart. He asked in a grim voice, "And you are...?"
"I am..."
The black-robed man had just started to introduce himself when a Daoist in a grey robe said coldly, "I don’t give a damn who you are! Get out of my way! Don’t block my path to picking the Blood Bodhi."
SHHNK!
A red light flashed. The grey-robed Daoist’s head was gone, now resting in the black-robed man’s hand.
GULP... GULP...
The black-robed man tilted his head back, took two gulps of blood, and tossed the Daoist’s head to the ground. "I am the Burial Land Demon Venerable."
What?
The Burial Land Demon Venerable...
BOOM!
Hearing the black-robed man’s words, everyone’s minds went blank, as if a bomb had gone off in their heads.
"Mo Taishang, didn’t you say the Burial Land Demon Venerable was underground?"
Lan Taishang demanded in shock.
Mo Taishang was stunned.
’The ancient records did indeed state that the Burial Land Demon Venerable was suppressed beneath the Ancient Temple.’
’Why would he appear here?’
The Burial Land Demon Venerable saw through Mo Taishang’s thoughts and asked with a smile, "Take a guess. Who do you think was the one who leaked the information in those ancient records?"
"It was you..."
Mo Taishang said in terror.
The Burial Land Demon Venerable said proudly, "Correct. Although my true body was suppressed here, I left Sub-Souls outside. These Sub-Souls had more than enough time to spread false information, which was then recorded by others."
"What?"
Mo Taishang finally understood.
The Burial Land Demon Venerable had deliberately spread false information to make them mistakenly believe he was sealed beneath the Ancient Temple.
The Burial Land Demon Venerable pointed to the Ancient Bodhi Tree and said, "And this thing, too. I spread the news about it to deliberately lure you all here."
The Ancient Bodhi Tree grew within the sealed Ancient Temple.
If he hadn’t deliberately spread the news, outsiders would never have known there was an Ancient Bodhi Tree inside the Ancient Temple, much less known when the Blood Bodhi would ripen.
The Burial Land Demon Venerable continued, "You should all know about the Blood Demon of the Bloody Mountain Range, right? He was one of my Sub-Souls... Hmm, I can’t sense him anymore. Could it be..."
BOOM!
The Burial Land Demon Venerable erupted with a destructive aura.
’My Sub-Soul was actually killed.’
’What audacity!’
PUH!
Mo Taishang spat out a mouthful of old blood. "So, this was all a trap you set."
"Correct. This was all a trap I set."
The Burial Land Demon Venerable said mockingly, "If you humans weren’t so greedy, killing each other and providing me with the vital blood needed to recover my strength, I never would have been able to see the light of day again."
Hearing this, everyone’s face darkened.
This was especially true for Haitiansha.
If he hadn’t provoked the White-robed Scholar and the Crimson Blood Old Monster, causing them to turn on him, they would have already become Martial Emperors by now and escaped unscathed.
A single misstep had led them to Hell.
The Burial Land Demon Venerable licked his lips and said with bloodlust, "I’ve told you the truth. Now, you can all die."
BANG!
With a casual grab from the Burial Land Demon Venerable, a Martial King at the Great Perfection Realm exploded and died.
The spreading mist of blood was inhaled by the Burial Land Demon Venerable.
This scene scared everyone witless.
"Run!"
Everyone fled in a panic toward the outside of the Ancient Temple.
"Run?"
The Burial Land Demon Venerable sneered. "I’d like to see just how far you can run. When I catch you, all of you will become my blood-food to restore my power."
"And that brat who killed my Sub-Soul... Not only will I make him return the Burial Ground Blood Flower, but I’ll also tear him to a million pieces and refine him into a Blood Puppet!"
"ACHOO!"
In the Bloody Mountain Range, Su Mo, who had just thrown a punch, suddenly let out a powerful sneeze.
The Evil King, prostrate on the ground, asked with concern, "My Lord, have you caught a cold?"
"Old Evil, are you kidding me? How could someone with the Lord’s tyrannical physique catch a cold?"
Gu Tong retorted.
The Evil King said awkwardly, "My apologies. I was just worried about Elder Su and spoke nonsense in my haste."
At their Realm, they had long since become immune to all illnesses.
Catching a cold was simply impossible.
Su Mo waved his hand. "Someone must be talking about me. I had a feeling. By the way, where are those guys?"
Su Mo looked around, searching for the middle-aged giant, the hunchbacked youth, and the others, but found nothing.
Not a single hair.
Su Mo asked, puzzled, "Could it be that those guys ran away when I wasn’t looking?"
"My Lord, they didn’t run!"
the Evil King reminded him.
Su Mo looked at the Evil King and asked, "Where did they go?"
"They’re everywhere!"
The Evil King pointed at the air and said, "That one punch of yours vaporized them. Nothing was left. They’re all just air now."