Jue Lengxin was forced to retreat by He Chuan’s aura.

“I didn’t expect that I would still underestimate the martial arts world of the Central Plains. I thought that I would be able to rule the world after becoming a saint cultivator. I didn’t expect that there would be an expert like you in the Central Plains other than the Gumu Sect. It seems that I have to use my last move. Today, I’ll let you know what fear is!”

Jue Lengxin’s expression became more ferocious like he had made an important decision.

“Oh, are you ready to risk your life?” He Chuan immediately retracted his aura. He just wanted to force the other party to fight with all his might.

Suddenly, the dark clouds that had been blown away in the sky gathered again, and the demonic energy around Jue Lengxin’s body became even more potent.

He knelt on the ground and looked up at the sky as if he was making some prayer.

He mumbled to himself.

Yue Zhuang looked at He Chuan worriedly.

Because the wisest thing to do now was to interrupt Jue Lengxin’s sacrificial ritual directly.

Otherwise, wouldn’t they fail miserably in a ditch if there were any accidents?

The moon in the sky seemed to have turned scarlet, and an endless evil aura gathered from all directions, continuously pouring into Jue Lengxin’s chest.

At the foot of the mountain, Wei Qiancheng and the others were still waiting for news. Suddenly, the corpses on the ground seemed to come to life and began to wriggle.

“Cor… corpse manipulation?”

Some of the more timid soldiers retreated when they saw this.

They could fight against powerful experts, but they would be afraid of the unknown.

“Don’t panic, everyone. It must be the evil spirits from the outer realms. Can’t you see that they didn’t get up at all? how can any corpses be coming back to life?” Wei Qiancheng hurriedly tried to calm his men down.

After the reminder, everyone quieted down. When they went to the dead bodies, they all turned into mummies without exception.

“What’s going on?” Wei Qiancheng turned around and asked the Imperial Court’s Xiantian master.

It should be the White Lotus Cuult’s evil technique. They use dead bodies as sacrifices to attract external energy into their bodies. One of the grandmasters explained.

No one knew the details of the reason, but it was not like fooling around.

Wei Qiancheng heaved a sigh of relief. He was terrified that it was something unclean. He had said that he was not afraid, but he was actually scared to death.

He Chuan was still very calm as he looked at the scene in front of him. He had no intention of stopping it. He wanted to see how powerful Jue lengxin’s strongest form was.

About half an hour later.

Jue Lengxin…. He should not have said that because he did not have any human characteristics.

They were like pure beasts, uncivilized apemen.

In fact, Jue Lengxin didn’t want to do this either, because once he sacrificed himself, he would never be able to turn back into a human.

He could only maintain this non-human and non-demon image.

“I’ve already advanced to the saint cultivator second stage. So what if you’re a saint cultivator? there’s still a gap between saints cultivators!” Jue Wuxin laughed evilly as if she was going to swallow He Chuan into her stomach.

“You’re right. There’s indeed a gap between saint cultivators. I’ll show you what a gap is.”

He Chuan activated the Sunflower Bible and used his true essence without reservation. He had a powerful aura that seemed to be able to split open mountains and earth, as well as an inexplicable feminine aura. It was this strange change that made Jue Lengxin, who was extremely arrogant, very sad.

This dissonant feeling was like eating a fly in the middle of a meal. At this moment, Jue Lengxin was already an arrow on the bow and had no choice but to take the initiative to rush toward He Chuan.

In an instant, the two of them exchanged blows. Jue Lengxin’s expression changed drastically. The tide-like lethal hidden force that came from his body had already made him lose all thoughts. The seething, ocean-like, and mountain-like power instantly drowned him. His internal organs were all impacted. If he didn’t use his vital essence to protect his heart, he would have died.

The vital essence in He Chuan’s body was deep and overbearing, and it could even twist objects into a fine powder!

“Who the hell are you? Why am I still not your match even though I’ve become a saint cultivator second stage?” Jue Lengxin was in complete despair.

The man in front of him was terrifyingly strong, and from the relaxed look on his face, it seemed that he had not used all his strength.

“It seems that this is your limit. Even the legendary gods and devils are only at this level!” He Chuan had lost his patience.

He took the initiative to attack. He flashed behind his opponent and pressed the mingmen acupoint on his opponent’s back. He gathered nearly half of his internal energy, and a hiss could be heard through the air. The power of his finger was no small matter. A dejected sound rang out. Like a leather ball with a hole, Jue Lengxin’s vital essence started to leak out.

“No! I’m willing to hand over the position of Cult Leader. If you want money and beautiful women, or if you want to be the Emperor, I’m fine with it.” Jue Lengxin was scared. The insufferably arrogant leader of the White Lotus Cult begged for mercy with all his might.

He Chuan was very disdainful of him. He had thought that Jue Lengxin would be tougher before the end.

In any case, he was an expert in the outer realms that made people tremble with fear, but he didn’t even have a bit of backbone.

Saint cultivator second stage…. saint cultivator… half-step saint cultivator.

By the time He Chuan threw him to the side, Jue Lengxin had already become a cripple. Even a Houtian cultivator could easily kill him.

“You’re the real devil.” Jue Lengxin wished he could eat He Chuan alive. He turns from a saint cultivator to a disabled person. That kind of feeling was no better than death.

“You have no right to say that. How many innocent lives have died in your hands? I’m just doing what I have to do.” He Chuan’s state of mind wouldn’t be affected by these two sentences.

That’s right, what could be more despairing than being reduced to a cripple?

That was to die in despair.

“Lian’er, go and kill him!” He Chuan would not allow Jue Lengxin to continue living. Who knew if he had other ways to recover his cultivation?

This kind of person must disappear from the world.

Cai Lian was stunned for a moment as if she had not heard him clearly.

Until He Chuan repeated it again.

Only then did she confirm that she hadn’t misheard him. He Chuan had never forced her to do anything she didn’t like.

But now, she was asked to kill someone.

“Young master, I dare not.” Cai Lian said in a trembling voice.

Usually, she didn’t even dare to kill a chicken, but now she was asked to kill people.

“This is a process that you must go through. There are so many innocent lives that have died at his hands. By killing him, you are indirectly saving countless lives.” He Chuan’s tone was unyielding. Because if Cai Lian wanted to become an expert, she had to go through a baptism of blood.

Cai Lian more or less knew He Chuan’s temper, and she had to kill Jue Wuxin today.

Taking a deep breath, Cai Lian picked up an iron sword from the ground and slowly walked in front of Jue Lengxin.

The iron sword pointed at Jue Lengxin’s chest, but it couldn’t stab down.

“Miss, this senior is right. If you don’t kill him today, many innocent people will die at the hands of the outer realm demons in the future. You should be able to tell which is more important.” Yue Zhuang also tried to persuade her.

The iron sword finally stabbed into Jue Lengxin’s chest.

The iron sword fell to the ground with a clang, and Cai Lian ran to the side to vomit.