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Gu Ping felt a bit overwhelmed after saying so much. He struck Meng Chang with a palm, knocking him unconscious. Looking up at the Blood Cloud above, he confirmed that Zhang Hongyan had indeed arrived.
The Blood Cloud churned in the sky, its red light shifting eastward, looming down like a collapsing sky, threatening to engulf everything around it into the Blood Sea. Its imposing presence could be seen from ten miles away, casting a crimson glow.
It was enough to make all three of them falter. It seemed they had underestimated my Little Guy. Bu Luo and Zhang Hongyan would not make the same mistake tomorrow. I would wait for them to come; it seemed they wouldn't be able to arrive anytime soon.
The loose robes fluttered in the wind, blending with the red cloak and the Blood Cloud, making Zhang Hongyan appear as if he had a head protruding from the cloud, merging completely with it.
The two Outer Sect elders, upon seeing Zhang Hongyan's arrival, ceased their entanglement with Qu Xiaobing. They exchanged glances and rushed to block Gu Ping's path.
It appeared that Mistake had come prepared. The two old bones were past their prime; their lives were nearly over. The Sect needed someone like me, a lightly cultivated practitioner. If they blocked him, I would take my leave quickly.
What were the names of those elders?
At that moment, I was curious about their identities. One was Liu Chunan, and the other was Jing Taiping. I hurriedly left to avoid losing track of their names.
No matter; they had come prepared. Did they suddenly wish to seek death? The disciple certainly hadn’t lived enough yet.
I gently gestured for the two elders to calm down. Then Gu Ping took out a Jade Token that shimmered with silver light and crushed it forcefully. A teleportation portal appeared beside them.
Lao Luo must have given him quite a few good items; this portal could accommodate a Divine Cultivator for one person’s passage—it was one of his most valued possessions.
I knew that kid was thinking about Old Man's resources. How many good things did he take from Old Man? Now he dared to recklessly jump around without fear of returning to the mountain gate.
Stepping through the teleportation portal, Lao Luo pointed at Gu Ping repeatedly. If looks could kill, Gu Ping would have died countless times by now. Upon seeing Gu Ping’s shattered Transmission Jade Slip, Lao Luo felt a pang of heartache. Had he known Gu Ping would soar from the early stages of Foundation Establishment to Peak Foundation Establishment, he would never have given that item to Gu Ping. Instead, he would have chosen to delay that battle until Gu Ping reached a higher level of cultivation to ensure his safety.
Lao Luo, no wonder the Outer Sect only sent one person from Lianyao Peak, Li Helie, Elder Li, to truly deal with the Killing Leg.
Zhang Hongyan, the Sect has treated me well, considering me a True Inheritance. With my strength and status, if I sought anything from the Sect, they would support me wholeheartedly. Yet here I am, having fallen into the Demonic Path; it feels like self-destruction.
We are short-sighted, not understanding the benefits of the Demonic Path. The Heavenly Dao is hard to find; the Demonic Path lies outside of it and thus is not constrained by it. That is the true way to transcend the Great Dao. How could we call it the Demonic Path? It’s just petty people like Bu Luo who think so.
The Demonic Path is not some side road; how can it be compared to the Great Dao? If there truly were a Great Dao that originated from this world, it would surely come to my grave and offer me a cup of wine to honor me, so I wouldn’t be confused about whether I was Minghong or simply black and red.
Gu Pingming has used his sharp tongue to gather enough hatred. Not to mention Qu Xiaobing; even Zhang Hongyan, who just arrived not long ago, is eager to tear Gu Ping apart.
Let me be rampant for a while longer. Once he takes that old Commoner’s things, you all will meet your end in the Blood Sea. Luo Tian will collect him in the Blood Sea.
With Zhang Hongyan's command, the Blood Sea surged forward rapidly, enveloping everything around it. Those within could not even extend their Divine Sense. It turned out that this Luo Tian's Blood Sea had a barrier against Divine Sense penetration, leaving them defensively passive for a moment.
Sigh.
Elder Liu sighed. Although he had heard someone calling Zhang Hongyan's name earlier, he hadn’t connected the two until now. Seeing Zhang Hongyan mistakenly attack his fellow elder with that Killing Leg made him wonder what thoughts were running through his mind.
Gasping—a talented disciple! How did he fall into the Demonic Path?
Elder Jing shook his head. Now that Yan Dong and Lao Luo have arrived, there was nothing for them to do. Although Zhang Hongyan was powerful, they didn’t believe that a light Demonic Path Divine Cultivator could stand against Lao Luo's leg technique at its peak.
Gazing into the depths of the Blood Sea, Gu Ping uneasily said: "Do not underestimate them; it's hard to say who will win or lose between Yan Dong and Lao Luo. Who knows what other techniques a Demonic Cultivator might possess?"
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