My Attribute Cultivation Life
Chapter 588

Return Again II

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A White Ten Sect's Worship God Grandmaster! He was utterly powerless against this person, like an infant, having his blood drawn at will!! At this moment, Mina and the other person who wanted to go to help suddenly stopped.

The two men looked horrified and unconsciously tightened their grip on their weapons.

Their weapons and armor were formidable equipment crafted from a blend of special materials. But at this moment, seeing Flotte's gruesome state with blood drained from his body, neither of them felt that the armor offered any protection whatsoever.

A strange chill and gloom slowly rose from their hearts.

It's not just them.

The knights from the White Ten Sect who came to their aid were mostly outlaws. Seeing this bizarre scene, they all felt their scalps tingle and slowly retreated.

This scene is so similar to the demonic scenes in their myths and legends!

Not only them, but Gong Shuyin and Yan Shuang, who were watching from a distance, also stood rooted to the spot, wondering if they were seeing things.

But even after rubbing their eyes several times, they could still see the giant blood python circling around the Daoist priest, and only then did they realize that it was all real.

"What is that?!" Yan Shuang asked, stammering.

"Without lifting a finger, you can control a Grandmaster?!"

That's a grandmaster! A top-tier expert on par with her father! And a Worship God Grandmaster!

He just stood there, and with a flick of his wrist.

She collapsed!? Gong Shuyin didn't answer; her mind was equally blank. For a moment, she had no idea how to react.

She recognized the Daoist priest.

It was Zhang Rongfang, the Human Immortal Temple Master who had previously taught Locked Script.

Zhang Rongfang, as a top expert on the Crimson List, does indeed possess the strength of Spirit General, a fact that is widely known.

Even if Spirit General doesn't Divine Descent to face a grandmaster, or even if it's Worship God Grandmaster has just completed the Final Form ritual of worship, it's impossible to stop him without doing anything.

When she saw Zhang Rongfang appear, she wondered what methods he would use to deal with or force the enemy to retreat.

But... she never imagined it would be like this!? "Who is he!?" A horrifying thought suddenly arose in Gong Shuyin's mind. Could it be...? "Master!! It's them!! They killed so many of us!" Chang Yuqing's shrill cry broke the silence at this moment.

The sharp sound also jolted everyone around them awake from their shock.

Click.

Zhang Rongfang casually brushed Flotte's neck, turning his head 360 degrees.

Then he looked up at the group of the White Ten Sect members who were trembling with fear.

Where is my shipment?

Goods!?

Flan Sain immediately realized what was happening. Two more boatloads of medicinal herbs and live animals belonging to the Human Immortal Temple in Citong had been seized.

That's probably what he was asking.

He and Mina quickly exchanged glances.

Bang! The two separated at the same time and ran away as fast as they could.

The person in the distance was clearly no match for them; staying would only lead to certain death. It would be better to return and report to the higher-ups, so that a stronger expert could come to confront them! With the army pressing in and the sect's elite forces mobilized in full force, a mere Human Immortal Temple, no matter how strong, would be like a sandcastle on the beach, collapsing and melting under the erosion of the sea.

Zhang Rongfang glanced at the dead and wounded Blood Descendant of the Human Immortal Temple around him, a chilling glint in his eyes.

"Trying to leave?"

Without a sound, his body became ethereal and disappeared from the spot.

When they reappeared, they were already in front of Flan Sain and François.

"Go!" He pointed, and the giant blood python coiled around his body immediately pounced towards the two of them.

Before the two could dodge, the giant python shattered and exploded.

Puff puff puff puff!

Large Blood Spots splattered onto the two men's bodies, heads, and arms like raindrops.

These Blood Spots had already been replaced with Zhang Rongfang's own blood.

Now it landed on the two of them, instantly emitting a large plume of corrosive smoke.

That was the Spirit Thread and blood violently canceling each other out.

As the blood python exploded, Flan Sain and Mina simultaneously tried to rush forward, breaking through the blood to block their path.

But just as the two began to move, a bloody shadow brushed past them.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them trembled, and blood gushed from their faces involuntarily, flying backward.

"Divine Descent!!" Mina struggled, forcefully activating the Spirit Thread on her body.

Boom!! An invisible divine power instantly spread out in all directions from her center.

This invisible force seemed to tear apart something intangible in an instant, restoring the two to normal and allowing them to regain control of their bodies. They quickly moved away to create distance between themselves.

Even so, at least a quarter of their blood was drained.

At this moment, even standing still made me feel dizzy and weak all over.

"As expected, we still can't defy the will of the Gods and Buddhas." Zhang Rongfang sighed slightly, releasing his hand from the last White Ten Sect.

Just two seconds later, behind him lay the corpses of the White Ten Sect, lying motionless on the ground.

More than ten bloody pythons appeared on his body.

These blood pythons were being gradually transformed into his own blood, following the steps of absorption, digestion, secretion, and exudation. Ultimately, the blood was hidden inside his robes.

This was the best way he had figured out to reduce the activation time of the Blood River.

After all, the ability to Blood Manipulation gave him a lot of inspiration.

Many new techniques have also been incorporated into the original Twelve Immortal Arts.

"Kill!!" At this moment, Mina's eyes were completely silver-white, and she had entered a state of Divine Descent.

She twisted her waist, spun around, and leaped into the air, stabbing at full speed towards them.

But before he could get within ten meters of Zhang Rongfang, a tremendous force suddenly pressed him down, fixing him in place.

Bang!

Mina crashed to the ground, her body pale and her face contorted. Large amounts of bright red blood had gathered around her mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

That was blood that could gush out at any moment! Zhang Rongfang was forcibly manipulating the blood in her body!

After a two-second standoff.

Mina, already weak, finally groaned and collapsed to the ground.

New red blood flew out from his face and flowed into the blood python that coiled around Zhang Rongfang's body.

Click.

Zhang Rongfang stepped over her face, stomping her head into a strange shape.

Then, only one person remained.

Flan Sain had already run a long distance.

But Zhang Rongfang had no intention of pursuing them at all. Instead, he turned back to look at his apprentice Chang Yuqing and the others.

Suddenly, his gaze lingered on Ye Bai for a moment.

"Long time no see, Senior Ye Bai."

"Yes." Ye Bai trembled. Although he and the other party were on the same side, the scene of being drained of blood was still deeply imprinted in his mind.

So much so that whenever she saw Zhang Rongfang, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

Even a grandmaster would have all his blood drained if he got close. How could an ordinary person possibly imagine that the seemingly ordinary genius of the Golden Wing Tower had become such a terrifying figure?

Zhang Rongfang didn't say anything more, but instead looked away and turned to Sun Chaoyue.

"Take back the body of Daoist Ru Sen Heaven Character Division. Give him a proper burial. Grant his family a place in the Daoist lineage of a first-generation essence Daoist Registry."

"Yes!" Sun Chaoyue quickly bowed her head in response.

"Master, where are you going?!" Chang Yuqing suddenly seemed to understand his meaning. "Aren't you coming back with us?"

"I'll go with that person to take a look. Although the White Ten Sect is strong, it's hard to believe they could breach Ci Tong Port so easily. There are many questions about that."

Zhang Rongfang responded.

The Great Sect Alliance has been slow to send reinforcements, and the fact that even their headquarters was attacked by the Divine General Auduna further exacerbates the situation.

He suspected that the remaining support teams had likely also been attacked by a coalition of different forces.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Ci Tong Port to have been captured without anyone realizing it.

After giving these instructions, Zhang Rongfang glanced around, his gaze sweeping over Yan Shuang and Gong Shuyin in the distant woods.

"Since you two have come from afar, please don't rush off. Stay a while so that I, the abbot, can show you the hospitality you deserve."

A commanding voice, shaped like a binding line, was precisely transmitted to Gong Shuyin and the other woman.

Despite being hundreds of meters apart in the Woodland, the two could still clearly hear voices coming from afar, and they weren't shouting.

This made the two of them panic. When they looked up again, Zhang Rongfang had already disappeared from sight.

"Shall we go?" Yan Shuang looked at her mother with a pale face.

"Why not go? We all have some entanglements with him, but overall, we have a good relationship. The situation Sensing Gate is not good now. If we could get on the side of the Human Immortal Temple ..." Gong Shuyin's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of thought.

"Are you trying to leave a way out for your father?" Yan Shuang realized instantly.

"Zhang Rongfang has grown to such a terrifying level in just a few years. If he can Worship God with his current strength, he will probably be the next Jin Yuyan," Gong Shuyin said calmly.

"We didn't understand back then and missed the opportunity. If we miss it again this time, then we'll be the ones who were foolish!"

After she finished speaking, she immediately looked at her daughter.

"Now, it's up to you. Having maintained your purity for so many years, the cultivation method you practice... if it can select such a person..."

Yan Shuang opened her eyes wide and immediately understood what her mother meant.

*** Ci Tong Port, the entrance checkpoint.

Flan Sain fled back from outside the city at full speed in a disheveled state.

As it rushed through the checkpoints and bypassed the roadblocks, it shot into the city without looking back. The White Ten Sect War warriors stationed around it didn't even have time to react before they only saw a blur flash by.

Soon, Flan Sain, covered in blood, slowed down and, guided by a messenger, found Leimo, the commander of the Holy Cross Star Legion, and his entourage, who were inspecting the harvested goods.

Also present was Cardinal Archbishop Kanses Moore.

This time, the White Ten Sect's vanguard consisted of nine members of the Holy Cross Star Legion and one red-clad figure.

Cardinal Archbishop Kan Sain is the highest-ranking official in the White Ten Sect Church, after the Inquisition and the Pope.

At this moment, the group of people were riding horses, slowly inspecting and taking inventory of the antique porcelain warehouse.

Flan Sain charged closer, his aura filled with fear and trepidation. This caused both the Legion Commander and Kan Sain to look displeased.

"No matter what happens, you should never lose your composure and calmness. Panic will only lead to helplessness, my dear disciple," Legion Commander Leimo said in a low voice.

Thud! Flan Sain, covered in blood, stopped in front of the two men and knelt on one knee.

"Teacher!! Our team was ambushed and killed by enemy reinforcements while pursuing the Human Immortal Temple's group! Mina and Flotte died on the spot! Everyone else perished!!"

"What!?" Both of them changed color at the same time.

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