In the river of blood, silhouettes emerged.
Su Tong could not see their faces clearly, he could only feel endless killing intent from them.
"What on earth are they?"
Su Tong stared at the silhouettes in the sky.
He did not know if this was some race or sect that existed on Wen Tian Continent.
Or perhaps...they did not belong to Wen Tian Continent at all.
While Su Tong was pondering, the disciples of Hidden Spirit Sect around him also entered a state of vigilance.
Several silhouettes also flew out from Hidden Spirit Sect.
These silhouettes could stand in the void without any magic treasures.
In front of these silhouettes was an old man with white hair.
Although just an illusion, the pressure this old man gave Su Tong was no less.
"With just an illusion, it has such pressure. This old man's strength, how terrifying of a realm has it reached?"
Su Tong was somewhat curious.
But this was an ancient sect, the disciples were all at the Returning Void Realm, so it was natural that the old man, presumably the sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect, had powerful strength.
The sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect seemed to be talking with the silhouettes in the river of blood.
Since it was just an illusion, Su Tong could not hear any sounds.
However, he could see that the conversation did not seem pleasant.
Soon, the formations of Hidden Spirit Sect activated.
The spiritual energy around heaven and earth seemed to be sucked dry in an instant.
And a powerful attack erupted from the formation towards the blood-colored silhouettes in the sky.
At this moment, with a flick of the sleeve, one of the blood-colored silhouettes condensed an attack from the river of blood.
It clashed with the attack of Hidden Spirit Sect's formation.
In a moment, the attack containing the surrounding spiritual energy of Hidden Spirit Sect crumbled.
While the blood-colored attack went unabated, falling directly into Hidden Spirit Sect.
In an instant, countless disciples of Hidden Spirit Sect lost their lives under this attack.
"A casual attack took so many lives at the Returning Void Realm?"
Su Tong frowned.
Could it be Hidden Spirit Sect was destroyed by this casual attack?
No! If they were destroyed now, how could Hidden Spirit Sect appear underground?
At this time, the sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect in the sky formed a hand seal.
As the seal condensed, the phantom of a giant black ink-colored beast appeared behind the sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect.
"That is...a qilin?"
On closer look, Su Tong recognized the beast phantom.
It was precisely a qilin.
Although Su Tong had never seen a qilin in person, he had read about it in books.
The giant black ink-colored beast phantom was a qilin.
As the qilin appeared, the mouth of the sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect also moved, but Su Tong could not hear what was said.
At this moment, the ink-colored qilin behind the sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect opened its mouth, and an attack swept towards the river of blood.
The silhouettes in the river of blood seemed extremely wary of this attack from the ink-colored qilin.
Not as casual as before, several joined hands and condensed a powerful attack from the river of blood.
But as the attack met the qilin's attack, it was shattered instantly.
Then the qilin's attack directly fell into the river of blood.
Shortly after, the river of blood disappeared completely.
Revealing the few blood-colored silhouettes within.
It appeared that those blood-colored silhouettes had suffered considerable injuries from that one attack.
"That ink-colored qilin is so strong?"
Su Tong exclaimed.
At this moment, the hand seal of the sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect in the sky changed again.
Seeing this, the few blood-colored silhouettes did not hesitate at all, fleeing into the void.
As the blood-colored silhouettes disappeared, Su Tong saw the sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect stumble, almost falling from the sky.
At the same time, the ink-colored qilin behind him turned into a stream of light, drilling into the sect master's body.
"So he was also at his limit?"
Seeing this scene, Su Tong understood clearly.
If those blood-colored silhouettes had not left just now, I'm afraid the sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect would not have been able to use such a powerful attack again.
"But that attack from the ink-colored qilin really is powerful!"
Su Tong also felt awe.
At this moment, the sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect glanced at the sorry state of Hidden Spirit Sect, then his eyes shifted and he looked towards Su Tong.
"He can sense my existence?"
Su Tong was surprised.
This was just an illusion, could that person really see him?
It must just be a coincidence, right?
As Su Tong frowned, the sect master of Hidden Spirit Sect pointed out, and an ink-colored ray of light flew towards Su Tong.
Su Tong was unable to dodge in time, and the ink-colored ray of light hit between his eyebrows directly.
The surrounding illusion crumbled under this attack.
"Phew, so powerful!"
Emerging from the illusion, Su Tong also breathed a sigh of relief.
But everything that happened in the illusion still shocked Su Tong at this moment.
"What were those silhouettes that appeared in the river of blood? And that ink-colored qilin, what was it?"
Su Tong was quite interested in both.
Because both represented powerful strength.
Under such strength, even Returned Void Realm experts could only serve as cannon fodder.
Unable to figure it out, Su Tong did not think more about it.
"Let's see if this ancient sect left behind any good items!"
Su Tong thought and began searching this sect.
The current Hidden Spirit Sect was completely different from what Su Tong saw in the illusion.
It was unknown if those blood-colored silhouettes returned later, or if it was due to the passage of too much time.
In any case, the current Hidden Spirit Sect looked much smaller than Crimson Rainbow Sect.
After checking several rooms that were disciples' resting areas, Su Tong saw a room with the four words Hidden Spirit Pellet Hall written on it.
Su Tong pushed the door and entered. Immediately, a strong medicinal fragrance rushed forth.
This smell was very different from that of traditional Chinese medicine, there was a lingering scent of pellets.
"Are these all medicinal pellets?"
Su Tong looked around. Here there were all kinds of small jade bottles.
He picked one up and looked: "Nourishing Spirit Pellet?"
The words on it were in the ancient Divine Language.
Su Tong poured out the contents, it was a whitish pellet.
The pellet gave off a strong aroma, its surface lustrous and round.
Su Tong could also sense powerful spiritual energy from it.
Next, he picked up several more jade bottles: "Azure Thunder Pellet? Entering Void Pellet? Fortifying Foundation Pellet?"
All kinds of pellets, some duplicates but some only one.
There were actually over a hundred small jade bottles here, meaning over a hundred medicinal pellets in front of Su Tong.
"I've struck it rich this time!"
Although Su Tong did not know the use of some pellets.
But anything placed here by this ancient sect would naturally not be too bad.
Su Tong did not hesitate at all to put them all into his spatial pouch.
"Hmm? What's this?"
Just as Su Tong had stored away all the pellets, he suddenly discovered something else!
【Author's note】: Book group number: 551696308, knock on the brick: I don't urge updates!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
