Inside the stone chamber, Su Yu's lips curled into a cold, amused smile.
An old man who can only hide in a tortoise shell and survive on a single blood transfusion tube, yet he insists on pretending to be a chess player.
ridiculous.
He could even imagine the immense burden that the crocodile's forceful attack must have been for the old man hiding in the deepest shadows.
That cry of "Leave immediately" sounded like a warning, but it was actually a weak, labored gasp.
What kind of "tonic" must the soul essence of a monster that has lived for two hundred years and transformed itself into a living fossil be?
In Su Yu's eyes, there was no awe for the strong, only the calm of Butcher seeing his fat prey.
But he didn't move.
That Ink Abyss Bone Crocodile, at the Earth Realm Fifth Level, is ultimately a problem.
Any impulsive action is foolish if one is not absolutely certain.
Eat your food one bite at a time.
Chives also need to be harvested in batches.
He turned around, his figure disappearing into the shadows like a wisp of smoke, Soundless leaving the altar of bones and heading back the way he came.
Meanwhile, at the deepest part of the Bone-Eroding Abyss.
Inside a natural cave completely isolated by dense Yao Qi and miasma.
In the thick darkness, a gaunt figure sat cross-legged on a platform constructed of black crystal.
He had almost no flesh on his body; his withered skin tightly wrapped his skeleton, making him look like a dried corpse that had just crawled out of a grave.
The cloudy eyeballs were sunken deep in their sockets, radiating a deathly gray-white.
It was none other than the ancestor who had lived for two hundred years, Zhao Wuji.
At that moment, his chest rose and fell slightly, each breath accompanied by a wheezing sound like a broken bellows.
Strands of pure blood and flesh energy were slowly seeping out from the black crystal platform beneath him, like trickling streams, into his nearly parched body.
That was the essence of Elder Ghost Hand of the Blood Baleful Intent Hall, who had just been devoured by the Ink Abyss Bone Crocodile.
"Blood food from the Earth Realm Third Layer... is indeed much purer than the waste from the Mortal Realm and Spirit Realm."
Zhao Wuji's chapped lips moved slightly, and he let out a satisfied sigh.
The overwhelming aura of death emanating from him was finally diluted slightly by this energy.
The forced activation of the bone crocodile to precisely eliminate the enemy across several miles had placed an enormous burden on his soul, almost causing him to fall out of this "false life" state.
Fortunately, those younger people were intimidated.
His gaze pierced through the endless darkness, as if he could see the outline of the entire Heavenly Evolution Mountain Manor.
A sliver of morbid fanaticism flashed in those lifeless eyes.
"It'll be soon... it'll be soon..."
"That idiot Zhao Y ehan, does he really think that I, your ancestor, just want to help him seize the position of manor lord?"
"Tomorrow, when the elders' meeting convenes and the manor's top brass gathers in the main hall... that will be the time for my ' Blood River Grand Formation ' to close in!"
"All living beings in the Heavenly Evolution Mountain Manor will become the resources for me to reshape my physical body and live another life!"
He had been planning for over a decade, using the Bone-Eroding Abyss as the core of the formation and the mountains and rivers as the patterns, transforming the entire Heavenly Evolution Mountain Manor into a massive sacrificial array!
The so-called conflict between the Soul Fusion Faction and the Soul Control Faction was nothing more than a smokescreen he used to stir up trouble and conceal his true intentions.
When the blood sacrifice is successful, he will not only regain his youth, but may even break through the shackles of the Heaven Realm in one fell swoop!
As for the Demon Suppression Bureau and the Azure Sword Manor?
By the time they realized what was happening, it was already too late.
A newly promoted Grandmaster of the Heaven Realm is enough to make anyone hesitate to act rashly.
Zhao Wuji slowly closed his eyes, continuing to refine the energy of the Ghost Hand, a ferocious yet satisfied smile appearing on his face.
Unbeknownst to him, Su Yu, whom he had regarded as a "junior who was easily intimidated," had transformed into the most professional "farm owner" and begun his clearing operation.
Bone-Eroding Abyss, the edge of a swamp.
This is a gathering place for those "failures" who have been completely demonized and have lost all reason.
A dozen or so twisted, pale figures were wandering aimlessly. Their faces, devoid of features, only had gaping maws that stretched to their ears, occasionally emitting unconscious roars.
They are products of tragedy, evidence of Zhao Wuji's crimes.
But in Su Yu's eyes, they were just a series of fluctuating numbers.
Su Yu's figure appeared Soundless behind a boulder.
He didn't even look at the monsters' horrific state; he simply calmly raised his right hand.
Within the sea of consciousness, the Purple-Gold Prison-Suppressing Platform emitted a faint glow.
The immense divine power of the Earth Realm Second Layer was suddenly activated!
Blood Baleful Intent Heavenly Lightning Invocation!
Sizzle--!
This time, it wasn't just a few tentative streaks of crimson lightning.
Instead, dozens or even hundreds of fine, yet extremely refined, blood-red lightning threads, like a vast, crimson net, instantly enveloped the entire area in front!
quick!
Extremely fast!
The mutated monsters were completely unaware of the danger and continued to wander aimlessly.
The next instant, the crimson lightning net crashed down!
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
There were no screams, no struggles.
Those twisted figures were like ice cubes thrown into boiling oil. The moment they came into contact with the crimson lightning, they were instantly evaporated from the inside out by the purifying and annihilating power contained within!
Their bodies disintegrated in the lightning, and their broken souls, imprisoned within their flesh, were also purified by the blood lightning, turning into a wisp of green smoke and completely dissipating.
It happened in no more than two breaths.
The entire area was completely cleared away.
In Su Yu's mind, a series of cold system notifications flashed across the screen like a waterfall.
[Ding! Successfully killed the Demonized One ( Mystic Realm Seventh Level ), gained 4000 Slaughter Points!]
[Ding! Successfully defeated the Demonized One ( Mystic Realm Eighth Level ), gaining 4000 Slaughter Points!]
A series of notification sounds rang in Su Yu's mind.
However, he remained expressionless, not even lifting his eyelids.
This "harvest" isn't even an appetizer.
He swayed and continued to dart deeper into the swamp.
For the next half hour, Su Yu transformed into the most efficient Grim Reaper.
His figure moved like a ghost, darting through every corner of the Bone-Eroding Abyss.
Wherever he passed, whether in small groups of three or five, or in dozens or hundreds of mutated monsters, they were all instantly wiped out by that inescapable net of blood-red lightning.
This is no longer a battle, but a one-sided, ruthless harvest.
The number of Slaughter Points in Su Yu's mind began to skyrocket at an alarming rate.
one thousand...
Five thousand...
Ten thousand!
After Su Yu had cleared out the last group of monsters entrenched in the mountain hollow, he finally stopped.
He single-handedly swept away nearly half of the resentment and bloodlust that had permeated the outer and middle areas of the Bone-Eroding Abyss for countless years.
On his system panel, the bright red number had reached an astonishing level.
[Current Slaughter Points: 350,000]
Su Yu took a deep breath, suppressing the slight ripple in his heart caused by the surge of power.
He looked towards the deepest part of the Bone-Eroding Abyss, the direction shrouded in endless darkness, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.
"Now, it's time to showcase our results."