Chapter Saint Realm Sixth Tier
[Slaughter Points +100000]
Upon hearing the notification that the Slaughter Points had been credited to his account, Hua Qiang quickly brought up the Void Panel to check it.
Then, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
The long string of numbers made him a little incredulous, because the kill count displayed in the Slaughter Points column actually exceeded 1 million, a full 1,039,800 points.
What are you waiting for? Just get straight to the point!
Hua Qiang consumed 1 million Slaughter Points, which were converted into 100,000 Blood Qi points and added to his Blood Qi Value.
Immediately, the Blood Qi increased to 123560 points.
The Blood Qi energy gauge then changed to 123560/1000000.
A warm current surged through him, and a powerful force immediately erupted within his body. At this moment, he stepped into the Saint Realm Sixth Tier, the fatigue from the previous battle was completely eliminated, and he was restored to his peak condition.
With his fists clenched, Hua Qiang felt he could shatter the sky.
But when his eyes swept over the Blood Qi progress bar, Hua Qiang almost cried.
To advance to the seventh rank, you must accumulate 1 million units of Blood Qi.
He immediately put his math skills, taught by his PE teacher, into practice and calculated extensively. He concluded that he needed 876,440 more points of Blood Qi to enter the seventh realm of the Saint Realm.
Although he had reached the sixth rank, he was fearless in battle against the Tie Futu.
However, defeating him is no easy task. Who knows what kind of trump card the Tie Futu, who has already reached the seventh rank, possesses?
This is something we must be wary of.
If I could also reach the seventh level and be on par with the opponent, no matter how strange or powerful his killing moves were, they wouldn't be able to cause any trouble in the face of absolute strength.
Hundreds of Evil Ghost surrounded Hua Qiang, like subjects guarding an emperor, protecting him in the center, and then stood one by one, waiting for Hua Qiang's command.
Hua Qiang scanned the Stone Forest. Tens of thousands of Dragon Bat had been swept away, not even a trace of their corpses remained. They had all been devoured by these Hungry Ghost, and the bloody smell in the air had been completely absorbed by them.
A hint of regret appeared on Hua Qiang's face.
If I had known this would happen, I would have collected that Blood Qi first, then his Blood Qi bar would have advanced a step further.
Then we must warn these Hungry Ghost that they may eat corpses, but they must leave their Blood Qi to them.
"Open circuit!"
With a wave of his hand, Hua Qiang moved forward, surrounded by a throng of Hungry Ghost.
With this group of powerful henchmen, Hua Qiang no longer needed to be overly cautious about his upcoming journey, worrying that some powerful monster might suddenly appear and attack him, endangering his life.
Sure enough, along the way, monsters kept appearing in the darkness and trying to attack him, but they were all blocked by the Hungry Ghost in the first place. After being ganged up on, they were torn to pieces and eaten by the hungry ghosts.
Hua Qiang focused his attention and absorbed all the blood mist floating in the air in the first instant.
This caused great resentment among the Evil Ghost who had devoured the flesh of the monsters and were preparing to absorb their life essence.
But they dared not object to their master's actions.
A week passed in this way. Surrounded by this group of Hungry Ghost, Hua Qiang entered the central region of the Abyssal Demon. The monsters he encountered became increasingly powerful, but their numbers remained small.
Hua Qiang's Blood Qi bar was only half full, meaning he needed nearly 500,000 more Blood Qi to complete his mission.
In the heart of the Abyssal Demon lies a strange place, permeated by an aura of deathly stillness that lingers year-round.
Hidden here is a vast pool of water, like a dream pool accumulated after the earth has sunk deep, or like the silent, gaping maw of a demon, devouring all life around it.
Above the pool, a thick, heavy mist lingers and accumulates year-round, as if wrapping the pool in an airtight veil, completely concealing the Chaos and mysterious depths beneath, making it impossible to see what lies within.
Suddenly, the calm surface of the pool trembled violently, and water splashed out like thunder.
A black dragon, its body as Black Dragon as ink and tens of feet long, burst forth from the water with boundless power.
Its robust body churned wildly in the water, stirring up waves and creating turbulent undercurrents and whirlpools.
Then, it stretched its body, soared upwards, and flew high into the sky, swirling and dancing.
The Black Dragon opened its mouth wide, and billowing black gas spewed out from its throat. In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky, lightning flashed Thunderclap, as if the end of the world had arrived.
After playing around like this for a long time, it seemed to have exhausted all its energy before it plunged into the water with a splash.
In an instant, the water surface returned to its original calm, the ripples subsided, and only the thick fog that had been dispersed slowly gathered again, completely covering the pool once more, as if nothing had ever happened, leaving only deathly silence.
Just then, a woman with a graceful figure and a heroic spirit quietly appeared.
She was dressed in a black, form-fitting outfit, like Dark Elf. The hem of her clothes fluttered in the wind, subtly revealing a cold and murderous aura.
He carried a Longsword on his back, its hilt ancient and simple, the blade hidden in its scabbard, yet a faint glint of cold light still shone through, as if whispering tales of past bloody battles.
The woman moved gracefully to the edge of the pool, raised her eyes to look at the water shrouded in mist, her brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of solemnity and determination flashed in her clear eyes.
This place is called Black Dragon Pool, and it is famous in the Abyssal Demon because of the overlord in the pool— Black Dragon at the sixth level.
A level six demonic beast is already an extraordinary being in the cultivation world, capable of dominating a region.
This Black Dragon is incredibly fierce in battle. Not only is it thick-skinned and incredibly strong, but it can also control wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning. Its magical attacks are extremely sharp, and fighting against opponents of higher levels is as commonplace as eating rice.
But the woman's purpose in coming here was precisely for the rare Medicinal Herbs in the pool.
The Medicinal Herbs absorbed the spiritual essence of Black Dragon Pool over a thousand years, as well as the essence of the sun and moon, making them the perfect main ingredient for refining life-saving Pills.
It has a miraculous effect on the chronic illnesses of a woman's closest relatives, so she is determined to obtain it.
However, obtaining this Medicinal Herbs is easier said than done.
The only option left is to engage in a bloody battle with this Black Dragon, a battle of life and death with no certainty of outcome.
Although the woman in black has now reached the sixth level and is considered a leader among her peers, her palms still involuntarily sweat when facing a heaven-defying existence like the Black Dragon.
Knowing the perilous journey ahead, her sect gifted her a powerful magic weapon before she departed, capable of unleashing immense power to resist powerful external attacks at crucial moments.
However, this magical artifact also has a fatal flaw: it is a one-time consumable, like fireworks, which shine brightly once and then leave only ashes.
Once the Black Dragon's attack exceeds the magic weapon's defensive limit, all her reliance will vanish, and she herself will perish at the bottom of the Black Dragon Pool.
Although the woman in black was filled with trepidation, she did not take a single step back.
The image of her master, tossing and turning on his sickbed, on the verge of death, kept flashing before her eyes.
She arrived on the Sacred Spirit Continent and encountered a powerful demon beast. Just as she was about to be devoured by the beast, her master appeared in time and saved her.
Then he took her as his disciple and brought her back to the sect.
Her master treated her extremely well, like a biological mother and daughter. A month ago, her master was ambushed by Devil Race and was seriously injured in the battle with Demonkin.
Although he escaped back to his sect, he was plagued by demonic poison and suffered unbearable pain.
As her body deteriorates day by day, if she doesn't get an antidote to remove the demonic poison from her body, she will surely be tortured to death.
Even if the road ahead is full of thorns and dangers, even if it means dying in the belly of a dragon, they will go without hesitation to save their master.