Chapter 267 Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Fearless of Death!
Inside a huge underground cavern, a chilling wind howled, and the sounds of ghosts wailing and howling filled the air.
In the center of the cave, a huge pool of blood was excavated, filled with viscous, dark red blood, and countless white skeletons floated in the blood.
The thick stench of blood and the lingering resentment made this place resemble hell.
Directly in front of the blood pool stood a towering altar made of thousands upon thousands of skulls.
On the altar sat a middle-aged man dressed in a wide black robe.
The man's face was as pale as a sheet of paper, without a trace of blood.
This man is none other than Zhongli Wu, the current leader of the Holy Spirit Cult and the supreme leader of the Evil Soul Masters!
At this very moment, Zhongli Wu was leaning against the throne of bones, toying with a wine cup made from an infant's skull.
However, his reaction to the scene in the sky was different from that of the other forces.
Compared to Zhongliwu, he was more fascinated by the way of doing things in foreign lands.
"wonderful..."
Zhongli Wu took a small sip of the blood in his cup and exclaimed in admiration.
"This is wonderful."
He watched as the Immortal King of another realm sacrificed an army of millions of living beings without hesitation in order to send a True Immortal across the land, even sacrificing two high-ranking True Immortals without batting an eye.
Zhongli Wu not only did not feel any cruelty, but also felt that this was the most perfect thing in the world!
"This is the true demeanor of a strong person!"
At this point, Zhongli Wu suddenly stood up, his wide black robe fluttering in the cold wind.
He opened his arms wide, as if embracing the blood-red sky within the light screen, his tone filled with a morbid adoration:
"What nonsense about good and evil? What laughable compassion?"
"In this world, the weak are only fit to become nourishment and stepping stones for the strong!"
"To achieve our goal, what does it matter if we sacrifice millions of lives, or even the entire world?"
After speaking, Zhongli Wu slowly paced on the white bone altar, his gaze sweeping over the group of Holy Spirit Cult elders and disciples below, who were also dressed in black robes and exuded an evil aura.
Did you see that?
"The immortal king from another realm merely raised his hand, and a bridge across realms was built with the flesh and blood of millions."
"What domineering power and unparalleled might that is!"
"Compared to them, the souls and essences that our Holy Spirit Cult collects on a daily basis are as laughable as children playing house!"
At this point, Zhongli Wu turned his gaze back to the sky, looking at the borderland imperial pass that was facing annihilation.
Zhongli Wu felt no sympathy for the old supreme beings and city-defending soldiers who were fighting to the death in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, only deep contempt.
"That immortal from another realm is absolutely right."
"A broken world where even the foundation of immortality has been severed, a group of useless people who cannot even give birth to true immortals."
"What right do they have to continue dominating that world?"
"Survival of the fittest."
"If the aliens are stronger than them, then they deserve to be slaughtered and become withered bones under the feet of the alien army!"
"Those old geezers actually dared to self-destruct to stop the army? How utterly foolish."
After speaking, Zhongli Wu sat back on the bone throne, then his gaze fell on Tang San, who was desperately wriggling and trying to escape in the mud in the corner of the sky screen.
After seeing Tang San's disheveled and ugly state, Zhongli Wu burst into unrestrained laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Fun, so very fun!"
"Look at this!"
"This is the self-righteous idiot from Shrek Academy, who has been boasting about his role as the embodiment of justice for ten thousand years, the Sea God Tang San!"
"Normally, Shrek Academy uses the guise of upholding justice and eliminating demons to hunt down our Holy Spirit Cult members all over the continent."
"They keep saying we are evil spirit masters, that we are cruel and bloodthirsty."
"They always felt that as long as they were in Tang San's name, they were the representatives of light."
"But what about now?"
"When the real disaster struck, their ancestor not only failed to protect that world, but instead fled like a mangy dog!"
"Is this the god that Shrek Academy worships?"
Upon hearing this, the Holy Spirit Cult members below burst into laughter.
"What the cult leader says is absolutely right!"
A malevolent spirit master elder, shrouded in green smoke, stepped forward and said in a sinister tone:
"What's the real difference between Tang San and us evil spirit masters?"
"He's even a hundred times more hypocritical than us!"
"At least we dare to openly admit that we will stop at nothing to gain power."
"And what about him? He spouts platitudes about benevolence and morality, but behind the scenes he's a cowardly scoundrel who only knows how to run away from death!"
"Well said!"
Zhongli Wu glanced at the elder with admiration, then looked intently toward Seagod Island.
It was as if, across endless void, I could see Mu En, half-dead, in the Sea God's Pavilion.
"I really want to see the expression on that old geezer Moon's face right now."
As he spoke, Zhongli Wu stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, a look of pleasure on his face.
"He dedicated his entire life to upholding the honor of Shrek Academy and protecting Tang San's glorious image."
"Now look what happened, it's all become a joke."
"Moun, Moon, what are you thinking about now?"
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Meanwhile, Perfect World.
Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the Imperial Pass.
The foreign immortal simply waved his hand, and a dark red immortal light, like a celestial blade, slashed straight down onto the impregnable city wall of the Imperial Pass.
The large array patterns were torn apart like paper the moment they touched the celestial light.
Tens of thousands of cultivators from the Nine Heavens who were stationed on the city wall didn't even have time to scream before they were all turned into a cloud of blood mist under that immortal might.
"Stop him!"
An old supreme being with white hair and beard, his eyes filled with blood, let out a roar.
He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of his primordial blood onto a broken ancient bronze mirror in his hand.
The ancient mirror suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light; it was a fragment of a magical artifact left behind by a true immortal from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths in the past!
Not only him, but the other old supreme beings on the city wall also unleashed their most treasured secrets.
Driven by the burning of their life force, several broken immortal artifacts transformed into streaks of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, attempting to block the progress of the foreign immortal.
However, faced with the final counterattack from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the alien immortal didn't even lift an eyelid.
"It's just a pile of scrap metal, and you dare to show it off like this?"
The alien immortal sneered and pressed his hand, which was now only half flesh and blood, forward.
(End of chapter)