Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 1620 - 753: The Mortal World a Millennium Later, Blood River Sect Annihilated

Time flew by; in the blink of an eye, a thousand years had passed.

For the Immortal Realm, a mere thousand years naturally was nothing, just the flick of a finger.

But for the Mortal World, it was already enough for earth-shaking changes to occur.

At this moment, in the Blood River Realm, one of the Great Thousand Worlds of the Mortal World.

This was the Blood River Sect, one of the Ten Ancient Major Sects.

The Blood River Realm had originally been an ordinary Great Thousand World of the Mortal World, but after being steeped in the Blood River Sect’s influence for countless ages, the Heaven and Earth Laws had long since been twisted by Blood Qi, and it had completely degenerated into a forbidden land for the living.

The firmament knew no clear light; all year round a dark red blood sun hung overhead. The radiance it shed was not warm sunlight, but baleful light that could corrode Spirit Veins and tug at the Essence Blood within living beings. The entire sky was filled with a thick, almost tangible blood-colored mist, within which coiled the remnant shades of billions of souls who had died tragic deaths, endless wails sounding at every moment.

At the core of the realm spanned an endless primal Blood River, not mundane blood-water, but something refined over countless ages from the Blood River Sect’s slaughter of billions of races, Cultivators, and mortal beings, extracting their Essence Blood and Souls and fusing them together.

Boiling blood-waves surged and rolled over the river’s surface, constantly bursting into blood-foam several zhang high. At the riverbed were piled endless withered bones, shattered Immortal Bodies, and corroded Magical Artifacts; fresh Essence Blood continuously seeped out from between the bones, flowing into the river. As the Blood River coursed along, blood-colored Dao Patterns spread out, absorbing the vital essence of every living thing along its path to strengthen itself.

The earth had long since lost the vitality of vegetation; wherever the eye could see was all scarlet scorched soil. The ground was covered in blood-colored ravines that drew out the Essence Blood of the earth’s meridians, and in the depths of these ravines trickled fragmented blood-springs. Any plant that fell upon the ground would have its nutrients sucked dry in an instant, turning to black ash.

Mountains and rocks had all been soaked through with blood; the insides of the stone were inlaid with desiccated flesh and tendons, and stepping upon them would cause sticky blood-beads to seep out. Within this realm there were no normal Spirit Veins; in their place were hundreds and thousands of crisscrossing Blood Evil earth veins, endlessly spewing a bloodthirsty Law into heaven and earth.

Throughout the realm were scattered branch altars and strongholds of the Blood River Sect, linked to cross-world realm paths. Innumerable blood-colored warships shuttled all year round through the realm gates of the various Great Thousand Worlds. The hulls of these warships were forged from the spines of myriad living beings, and their sails soaked in the Essence Blood of experts. Each time a warship set out on campaign, it meant a planar catastrophe.

"The Blood River Sect truly is an Evil Dao Sect."

"But if this continues, I fear it won’t survive much longer."

"I need to find a chance to leave this place."

"Otherwise, I’ll definitely be destroyed together with the Blood River Sect."

At this time, in a certain mountain cave within the Blood River Realm.

Here dwelled a Cultivator at Integration Perfection; his name was Ji Xingyao. He possessed the Immortal Destiny Star of Celestial Slaughter and Solitude Life Chart, and was also a member of the Mixed Element Alliance.

By relying on the talent of the Immortal Destiny Star of Celestial Slaughter and Solitude Life Chart, as well as the help of the Mixed Element Alliance, his Cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds.

Cultivating up to this day, he had already risen from a former mortal to the level of Integration Perfection.

If not for his desire to comprehend more of the Heaven and Earth Laws, he could at any time advance to Mahayana.

But for the sake of his future Cultivation in the Mahayana Realm, he still did not intend to advance so quickly; after all, advancing too fast would be equivalent to damaging his potential for the Immortal Dao.

However, because this Immortal Grade Life Chart, the Celestial Slaughter and Solitude Star, was simply too terrifying, it was constantly Devouring other Cultivators’ Destiny at every moment and in every place, utterly uncontrollable.

Thus wherever he went, calamities abounded and the dead and wounded were countless.

Fortunately, the Blood River Sect was an Evil Dao Sect, accompanied by endless slaughter to begin with.

In this Sect, only the strong could gain a foothold; the weak were nothing more than ants, not worth mentioning.

As a result, he instead moved like a fish in water within the Blood River Sect, rapidly rising at an astonishing pace, thereby becoming an Elder of the Blood River Sect.

It could be said that this was a position of towering rank and power, grasping immense authority in his hands.

If things continued like this, he might well have become Sect Leader of the Blood River Sect, taking control of this vast Evil Dao Sect.

But regrettably, the situation had changed far too quickly.

With the rise of the Primordial Talisman Sect, and the explosive growth of Demon Power, the circumstances of the Blood River Sect had grown ever more difficult.

Originally, the Blood River Sect at least controlled forty-nine Great Thousand Worlds, its resources incomparably abundant.

But due to the massive invasion of demons, these Great Thousand Worlds swiftly fell.

By now, the Blood River Sect was already in dire straits, almost forced to retreat and hold only the Blood River Realm.

If this continued, all of the Great Thousand Worlds would quickly fall.

At that time, no matter where one went, there would be no place for the Blood River Sect to roost.

It was precisely because of this that the thought of withdrawal had already arisen in his heart.

If he continued to remain in the Blood River Sect, it would be nothing but a road to certain death.

Rumble—

Just at this moment, the earth suddenly trembled; the entire Blood River Realm shook violently, rumbling incessantly.

It was as if even the surrounding void was about to be torn apart.

"Something’s happened, something’s happened to the Blood River Sect."

"How is that possible? This kind of aura—could it be that those Mahayana Ancestors of the Blood River Sect have emerged?"

"But even when they knew that the Great Thousand Worlds ruled by the Blood River Sect were falling, they were unwilling to emerge."

"Why would they choose to come out at this time? Just what has happened?"

Ji Xingyao’s pupils contracted. His Divine Sense spread out, covering the Blood River Sect Holy Land in the distance.

He sensed that from the entire Blood River Sect’s resident grounds erupted one terrifying aura after another—these were clearly Mahayana Ancestors.

Yet these Mahayana Ancestors were suffused with auras of madness, slaughter, destruction, and the like.

These auras were almost the same as those of the demons.

......

At the same time, in the Blood River Sect Holy Land.

The main peak of the Blood River Sect floated at the center of the primal Blood River. Not a single Mortal Jade Immortal Stone was used in any of the Sect’s buildings; beams, walls, halls, platforms, and stairways were all pieced together and cast from the remains of powerful beings of various races and the bones of fallen immortals and demons. Never-drying Essence Blood flowed between the gaps of the bones, and the walls were engraved all over with dense blood-sucking Dao Patterns. When the wind blew through the hollow openings of the bone halls, the shrill cries of dead souls would echo forth.