Heavenly Emperor of Myriad Realms

"Let's go."

The forces here were complicated. With the people from the Mysterious Sky Sect and the four great clans present, even the Black Demon Sect wouldn't dare to be too impudent. After all, he was an immortal gate cultivator, they couldn't really be so careless.

Mixed in with the rest of the group, Zhou Qing followed them into the clearing in the middle.

"So familiar, what is it? It seemed like … "Seems to be so …"

In his mind, the voice of the Curse Spirit sounded out once again. It seemed to be hesitating, but no one knew what it was talking about.

From the moment he stepped into the Ten Thousand Devil Cave, this guy had been muttering to himself. It was unknown just how many times he had said similar words.

The Curse Spirit was extremely mysterious. It was unknown how many years it had lived for. Perhaps … Did he really have some connection with this place?

After pondering for a moment, Zhou Qing shook his head. He decided to keep this matter at the bottom of his heart for the time being.

There was no need for him to waste time on things he didn't understand. His primary mission right now was to acquire the Blood Bodhi technique!

Suddenly, a wave of laughter drifted over from the right. Zhou Qing's brows twitched slightly as he looked towards the source of the laughter. His pupils immediately constricted as a chill appeared within them.

On the open ground on the right, Zhou Xuan, Lang Lang, and Lan Ningdao were playing chess together at a stone table. There were maids to the side, and servants to obey.

There were fine wines and delicacies on the table, as if this was not the dangerous Thousand Devils Cave, but some sort of sightseeing place.

The white robed Zhou Xuelang was gentle and elegant like jade. Who would've thought that it was this hypocrite who had personally thrown his brother into the voodoo water!

If not for the kindness of Song Fugui and Song Zixuan, Zhou Qing would have been eaten by the fish spirits and water ghosts long ago.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhou Xuelang's actions were meant to protect the Zhou Family's reputation, but Zhou Qing was very clear on what he was planning to do!

Ever since he was young, Zhou Qing's fame had always been greater than Zhou Xuan Lang's, but this eldest son seemed to never care about him, always treating Zhou Qing with utmost respect.

It wasn't until that unforgettable scene that Zhou Qing was finally able to see his true face.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Qing suppressed the rage in his heart.

This was a grudge that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

However, the most important thing at the moment was Blood Bodhi. He should not create new problems.

"Big brother's corpse hasn't turned cold yet, yet you're here chatting happily …" "Tsk tsk, the number one genius of the Zhou family today is truly not an ordinary person!"

Suddenly, a sinister voice sounded out from the crowd. Zhou Xuan Lang's hand that was playing the chess stopped in midair. He turned his head to look and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

From the crowd, a burly youth with a sneer on his face walked out. It was Yuwen Jie.

Sensing that everyone was focusing their eyes on him, he didn't restrain himself in the slightest and raised his voice even higher.

"Pity my brother. It's fine that he got hurt outside, but even his own family just stood by and watched. His clansmen even threw him into the water when he was down …"

Yuwen Jie was referring to his brother, and everyone knew who he was. He was the former number one genius of the Zhou Clan, Zhou Qing.

From the meaning behind his words, could it be that Zhou Qing's death was a hidden matter? The surrounding crowd looked at each other and whispered to each other. There were even some who looked at Zhou Xuanlang with strange expressions.

Surprisingly, the latter had a calm expression as he said in a low voice, "Do you know how much pain Brother Yuwen is feeling in his heart after his death? But it is impossible to be heartless. Even if she worships her brother, Xuan Lang will not cover him, who has lost his humanity because of kinship. "

Hearing this, Yuwen Jiexi's face was filled with anger as he angrily berated, "Bullsh * t! Zhou Qing is a very magnanimous person, so it's fine if others believe in his slanderous words. As one of his closest friends, do you also think that Zhou Qing tortured Bai Su to death?"

"If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Xuan Lang wouldn't have dared to believe it. "But …"

As he spoke, Zhou Xuanlang's expression was downcast as he sighed heavily. His brows were filled with a sense of desolation, and he did not seem to be faking it at all.

"Pui, you hypocrite!" "He's obviously jealous …" On the other side, Yuwen Jie instantly exploded. He was so angry that his face was flushed red, and he was about to make a move.

"This reckless fool, in terms of scheming, how could he possibly play with my good little brother!" Zhou Qing, who was watching from afar, couldn't help but curse in his heart when he saw Yuwen Jie's mess.

Until now, the only one who still remembered him and cried out for his injustice, other than Song Zixuan, was most likely him.

On the other side, Yuwen Jie's figure flashed as he strode to the front of the stone table and slammed his palm down.

Bang!

The stone table burst open, and pieces of debris flew into the air. Everyone around the table dodged to the side.

"Brother Yuwen, you've lost your composure!"

Zhou Xuelang's figure floated as he flew backwards and retreated. However, even though Yuwen Jie had provoked him, there was not the slightest bit of anger on his face as he calmly spoke.

"The maturation of Blood Bodhi is just around the corner. All of you, stop messing around!"

It was at this moment that an aged, cold snort suddenly came from the direction of the Mysterious Sky Sect.

Faced with such a colossus like the Mysterious Sky Sect, even the reckless Yuwen Jie did not dare to disobey. He immediately let out a cold snort and turned around to leave hatefully.

"Yes, Xuan Lang …" On the other side, Zhou Xuan Lang's expression was respectful as he cupped his hands and bowed.

BOOM!

Zhou Xuelang's voice had yet to fade when a sudden clap of thunder resounded between heaven and earth.

The blood cloud that covered the peak began to move, and in the blink of an eye, it had actually congealed into a blood vortex.

Through the center of the vortex, everyone could clearly see that atop the peak of the Blood Cloud Peak, there was a tall and sturdy ancient tree. Through the center of the vortex, everyone could clearly see that atop the peak of the Blood Cloud Peak, there was a tall and sturdy ancient tree.

Zhou Qing's heart shook. This ancient Bodhi tree was extraordinary to begin with, and it also had roots in this mysterious place filled with rich energy. As time passed, it gave off a demonic feeling.

In the past hundreds of years, there had been countless people who had wanted to pull out this ancient tree and plant it on the outside. However, the Bodhi tree was surrounded by a mysterious power of runes, and with just a cultivation at the peak of the Spirit Condensation realm, no matter how many people tried to pull it out, it was impossible to pull it out.

Looking from a distance, Zhou Qing felt that the mysterious symbol gave him a very familiar feeling, like it was an incantation.

"The Blood Subhuti is about to mature!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, pointing at the shaking ancient tree with an excited expression.

At the top of the ancient tree, there were six Bodhi Bodhi Fruits that emitted a dense divine splendor. They emitted a dazzling bloody light, as if they were bright lamps. Even though they were thousands of meters away, they could still be clearly seen.

This was the sign of the maturation of Blood Bodhi!

As the phenomenon changed, there were no changes on the left or right sides of the road. However, where Zhou Qing was, the atmosphere suddenly became strange. All of the groups of cultivators backed away from each other as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

A storm was brewing!

"Come with me!"

The middle-aged mage bellowed and took the lead to walk out.

The Black Fiend followed closely behind. Although the others didn't have the heart to fight for Blood Bodhi, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

Zhou Qing was at the back of the line. He looked at the crowd before him, and then looked at the two paths left and right. A light flashed in his eyes, and he stealthily walked towards the edge of the road.

"It's familiar!"

An explosive shout was like a clap of thunder, causing the tense atmosphere to instantly explode!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the battle unfolded, the few people who had been guarding the intersection were blown away by the attacks from all directions before they could even react, turning into a rain of blood!

A thick stench of blood spread through the air, and in the blink of an eye, the entrance to the mountain path turned into an Asura hell.

On the other side, on the side of the Mysterious Sky Sect, a disciple walked up to the peak of the mountain with an indifferent expression and directly picked up three Blood Bodhi pearls.

Many, no more.

Although the eyes of the spectators in the distance were red, no one dared to fight for it. No one could withstand the anger of the number one sect on the continent.

It was the same for the four noble families.

"Zhou Feng, you go."

Zhou Xuan, Lang Yun, and the others calmly opened their mouths. To them, it was only a matter of climbing the mountain to pick their fruits. It was the same no matter who they went to.

The Mysterious Sky Sect would not take over their portion, and the rogue cultivators didn't dare to do the same.

"Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in a purple robe walked out from behind him and headed towards the peak of Blood Cloud Mountain. Beside him was the second son of the Lan family, Lan Ningxia.

Unlike the Mysterious Sky Sect, the four great families only had two shares, rotating once every thirty years. This time, it was Zhou and Lan families' turn.

On the mountain path, Zhou Feng looked at the bloodsoaked crowd and sneered, "Second Young Master Lan, look at those idiots. Don't they look like a group of wild dogs fighting for food?"

Lan Ningxia nodded in deep agreement, and with a wide grin, he said, "That's right. Being told by you, they are just like a group of lowly wild dogs!"

"Kill!" Five Thunder Transformation! "

In the crowd, the middle-aged mage was covered in blood. Lightning flashed in his palm as he ruthlessly struck out, and with the help of the Black Fiend, he repelled a mage and charged towards the intersection of the mountain road.

"All of you, stay here and block for a moment!"

After coldly saying these words, he and the Black Fiend simultaneously released their strength, crazily flying to the summit of the mountain.

The two had been slaughtering their way through this place, and their eyes were completely bloodshot. Their only thought was to fight for Blood Bodhi; how could they possibly care about the lives of everyone present here?

Everyone in the team was under the control of the Spirit Liquid. Even if they were scared to death by the horrifying battle, they didn't dare to disobey the middle-aged mage's orders. They could only muster up their courage and take action to stop the cultivators behind them.

Zhou Qing fell at the very back of the group and casually slapped away a Spirit Opening Cultivator. However, his gaze was fixed on Zhou and Lan, who were leisurely strolling on the right side of the road.

Seeing that the two of them were halfway up the mountain, Zhou Qing gritted his teeth, no longer hesitating.