novelsite Chapter 300: Annihilation! Human Sacrifice to Heaven Level Surges
Chapter 300: Annihilation! Human Sacrifice to Heaven Level Surges
The Asura Purgatory Realm.
This is a fragment of a shattered space.
The sky was a sickly dark red, devoid of the sun, with countless cracks in the space resembling mouths waiting to feed. The ground was scorched wasteland, and the continuous barren mountains looked like burnt skeletons.
"Buzz—"
A beam of teleportation light landed.
Lu Sheng stepped out of the pillar of light, his hands in his pockets.
The soil beneath my feet was excessively soft, a texture unique to those soaked in countless years of blood.
"Is this what they call purgatory?"
Lu Sheng looked around, his nostrils twitching as he caught a whiff of something incredibly tempting... the scent of humans.
The air was thick with a dense web of murderous intent.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Hundreds of streaks of light burst forth from behind the barren mountains and from the cracks in all directions almost the instant he landed.
It wasn't a sneak attack.
It was an encirclement that had been waiting there for a long time.
360 degrees, with no blind spots.
These people were dressed in different sect attire, including purple-robed sword cultivators from the Purple Cloud Sword Sect, blue-robed sorcerers from Tianhai City, and body cultivators who were remnants of the Mountain Moving Sect from before.
A total of 320 people.
They were all Spirit Sect level experts, and even mixed in were more than a dozen half-step Spirit Kings who were deliberately suppressing their aura.
This is hardly random grouping.
This is a meticulously woven net, designed solely to strangle one person.
"Lu Sheng!"
Directly in front, a long-bearded old man carrying seven ancient swords stood in mid-air, his sword intent chilling.
He was the Grand Elder of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect. In order to kill Lu Sheng, he did not hesitate to cut off his own cultivation to sneak into the preliminary round.
"This Asura Realm will be your burial ground today!"
The old man roared, his eyes blazing with hatred: "Fellow cultivators, Kunlun has decreed that this demon's head can be exchanged for the qualification to enter the inner sect of the Holy Land! Attack!!"
"kill!!"
The roar shattered the crimson clouds in the sky.
The sight of hundreds of powerful figures attacking simultaneously was extremely spectacular.
Swords rained down from the sky, lightning transformed into giant pythons, flames burned through the void, and countless gravity runes and curses rained down from the heavens.
The multicolored spiritual light illuminated the dim purgatory world as bright as day.
The space within a ten-mile radius collapsed instantly, and not even an ant could survive.
Faced with this barrage of firepower, enough to flatten a small mountain.
Lu Sheng stood still, not only not dodging, but also lazily yawning.
"It made quite a commotion."
He glanced at those ferocious faces, a mocking smile curving his lips.
"Unfortunately, it's all feed that doesn't have much nutritional value."
Done.
He sat down cross-legged in full view of everyone.
It's like being tired and wanting to rest in your own backyard for a while.
"court death!!"
Seeing Lu Sheng's arrogance, Elder Zixiao was even more furious. He combined the seven swords in his hand into a purple sword rainbow that was a hundred meters long, and stabbed straight at Lu Sheng's brow.
"Boom!!!"
The devastating surge of energy instantly engulfed Lu Sheng's figure.
The earth cracked open, and smoke and dust billowed into the sky.
"Did it work?"
A cultivator from Tianhai City looked delighted. Such firepower would leave even a mid-level Spirit King severely injured.
however.
next second.
Everyone's expression froze.
The smoke and dust cleared.
There was no flying blood and flesh, and no screams.
Lu Sheng remained seated cross-legged, not even a strand of his hair was disheveled.
Behind his head, the dazzling Five Elements Cycle was slowly rotating.
Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth.
As the five-colored divine light flowed, it formed a perfectly closed black hole.
Those attacks, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, vanished the moment they touched the light wheel, like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without even causing a ripple.
"Sizzle sizzle..."
A sickeningly loud swallowing sound rang out.
The sword energy was shredded into metal elements, the lightning and fire were transformed into fire energy, and the curses of earth and stone were all turned into the most primitive nutrients.
Lu Sheng closed his eyes, his brows relaxed, as if he were enjoying a top-notch massage.
[Ding! High-intensity Five Elements attack detected!]
[Conversion successful! Spiritual Source +3000!]
[Spiritual Source +5000!]
[Spiritual Energy Value Surges... Current Level: 31 (85%)...]
On the data panel, the previously stagnant experience bar began to creep forward at a visible speed.
"this one?"
Lu Sheng opened one eye, looked at the dumbfounded enemies around him, and shook his head with some dissatisfaction.
"Didn't you eat? Push harder."
"If the fire from that person playing with fire had been a little hotter, I would have caught a bit of lingering cold."
"And you swordsman, stop aiming at his head, come this way and add some metal energy to the Five Elements Wheel."
Extreme humiliation.
"He's a devil...he's a devil!!"
A young cultivator lost his composure, and the magical artifact in his hand clattered to the ground.
They attacked desperately, only to find it was like a buffet?
What's the point of fighting?!
"Stop! Stop now!!"
Elder Zixiao also noticed something was wrong. He was horrified to discover that his sword energy had not only failed to harm Lu Sheng, but had instead caused the other party's aura to rise steadily.
"He's absorbing our spiritual energy to practice his skills! Retreat! Retreat now!!"
The old man roared and tried to back away.
"withdraw?"
Lu Sheng slowly opened his eyes.
Those once jet-black eyes had now turned into a deathly gray.
The five-colored halo behind his head suddenly paused, then began to rotate in reverse.
A desolate, domineering, and terrifying suction force, which would not allow any prey to escape, suddenly erupted.
"Now that the food is on the table..."
Lu Sheng grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white fangs. His smile looked particularly ferocious in the dim red light.
"How can we let our guests leave hungry?"
"Get the hell over here!!"
boom!!
[The Cycle of Five Elements' Generation and Demise: The Great Plunder!]
The spiritual energy within a radius of a thousand miles was instantly drained.
The more than three hundred cultivators felt their spiritual energy spiral out of control, and their bodies slid uncontrollably toward Lu Sheng.
"No!! My spiritual source!!"
"Help! Elder, save me!!"
Screams echoed throughout the room.
They were like insects stuck in a spider web, struggling helplessly as their years of painstakingly cultivated spiritual power transformed into streaks of pure rainbow, forcibly devoured by the demon sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Peak level 31...broken.
Level 32!
Lu Sheng's joints cracked and popped, and a roaring sound like a surging river came from within his body.
That was a cheer after overflowing with power.
"belch."
Lu Sheng let out a burp and casually patted his belly.
The halo disappeared.
Suction suddenly stopped.
More than three hundred cultivators, their faces pale and their cultivation levels plummeting, lay limp on the ground, their eyes unfocused, like broken rag dolls.
Elder Zixiao, leaning on his broken sword, shakily raised his head, his eyes filled with despair and fear.
"You...you'll die a horrible death..."
"Kunlun...will not let you get away with this..."
Lu Sheng slowly stood up.
He ignored the old man's curse, casually straightened his collar, and then looked down at the group of useless scraps.
Whether Kunlun will let me go or not, I don't know.
Lu Sheng spoke softly, his voice hoarse, with a metallic quality.
"But I know you definitely won't see it."
"snort."
A cold snort.
It was done so lightly, like clearing one's throat.
But at the very moment that sound rang out...
"Buzz—!!"
A grayish-white ripple swept out in a ring shape, centered on Lu Sheng.
That is the origin of the [Primordial Desolate Dragon] – desolation.
Ripples swept across.
Time seemed to stand still.
The despair on Elder Zixiao's face froze.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his body instantly turned into countless tiny gray dust particles.
Then came the second, the third...
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The dense explosions blended together.
Three hundred and twenty powerful individuals, along with their magical artifacts and clothing, all disintegrated into a cloud of blood mist before this power representing "the end."
With a snort, the area was cleared out.
The whole world is finally peaceful.
Lu Sheng stood in the rain of blood, his expression indifferent.
He was not in a hurry to leave.
Because he discovered something even more interesting.
The burst of blood mist neither dissipated nor dried.
As if drawn by some force, they all seeped into the scorched earth beneath their feet.
"Glug... Glug..."
The ground began to undulate, emitting a series of greedy swallowing sounds.
It's as if an unseen giant mouth is hidden underground, enjoying this gluttonous feast.
Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes and activated [Dragon Eyes].
The line of sight pierced through the thick layer of soil, reaching a depth of hundreds of meters underground.
next second.
Even with Lu Sheng's thick skin, his pupils contracted slightly.
There are no rocks or mineral veins underground.
Only bones.
Endless, densely packed, pale white skeletons piled up layer upon layer, forming a colossal and suffocating altar.
Every bone was covered with strange runes, greedily drawing blood from above.
At the very center of the altar, something seemed to be enshrined, emanating an aura that even the desolate dragon essence within Lu Sheng found repulsive.
That was... the smell of decay, even more ancient than the abyss.
"Is this the Kunlun Grand Competition?"
Lu Sheng withdrew his gaze, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.
"This isn't a competition..."
"This is clearly a trap to lure a bunch of idiots in... to feed them pigs."
He did not touch the altar.
Now is not the time.
Lu Sheng turned around and walked towards the teleportation exit that had already been opened.
……
Kunlun, Baiyu Square.
On the huge light screen, the densely packed list of the [Asura Purgatory Group] turned completely gray in just three seconds.
Only one name remained, shining alone with a dazzling golden light.
[Ascending Immortal Island - Lu Sheng: Advancement].
"Whoosh!"
The portal ripples.
Lu Sheng put his hands in his pockets and took a step forward.
The once bustling and noisy square instantly fell into a deathly silence.
Tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on the unharmed young man.
Those sect elders who were originally prepared to watch the spectacle were now all pale-faced, as if they had a fishbone stuck in their throats.
More than three hundred people... all gone?
It hasn't even been the time it takes for an incense stick to burn?
On the high platform.
Several Kunlun elders in charge of the event suddenly stood up, staring at Lu Sheng with sinister eyes, crushing the teacups in their hands.
Lu Sheng ignored the horrified or hateful gazes around him.
He raised his head and looked towards the direction of Kunlun's main peak, where Dao Yi was located.