The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 125 - 88 Continue the Music, Continue the Killing_2

Chapter 125: Chapter 88 Continue the Music, Continue the Killing_2

However, due to the presence of the Peak Master of the Seven-Colored Peak, the Red Sword Sect failed that time.

"The old Emperor is actually in collusion with the Red Sword Sect?" A shred of regret sprouted in the heart of True Lord Ku Mu.

If I had known this, I should have been ruthless and killed the old Emperor directly.

A regretful look crossed the Empress’s face: "It’s my fault. I didn’t keep a good eye on the old Emperor."

True Lord Kuang Jian said: "Now is not the time to talk about these, what about our disciples who have gone into the secret realm this time?"

"The Red Sword Sect has the Red Demons. At a certain cost, they can mass-produce powerful cultivators. This time, the old Emperor has plans for the mystical land of Tianlong. There must be many Red Demon martyrs in it." True Lord Ku Mu’s eyes were full of concern, "Qi Yuan is also in the mystical land of Tianlong..."

He glanced in the direction of the Seven-Colored Peak, his face filled with complex emotions.

The old Emperor had deep hatred for their major sects, wishing he could wipe them all out.

If he went in with several experts, he would definitely show no mercy.

"The old Emperor likely entered the first place of the mystical land of Tianlong, and got into this part of the secret world." True Lord Kuang Jian said, "Ku Mu, aren’t you going to send those cultivators under the age of a hundred to get into the mystical land of Tianlong fast?

Three days have passed. We can’t decide how many of the disciples inside are still alive.

The most important thing now is to sabotage the old Emperor’s plan.

Once he gains true control over the mystical land of Tianlong, we will all face a great disaster!"

"...Alright!" True Lord Ku Mu gritted his teeth.

The number of cultivators under the age of a hundred in Shen Guo Sect was quite limited.

But at this moment, he could not hesitate any longer.

Every bit that could be salvaged should be saved.

He had already accepted the idea that Kang Fulu, his son-in-law, and Qi Yuan of the Seven-Colored Peak had likely perished.

How could those foundation establishment disciples compete with dozens to hundreds of Red Demon cultivators?

...

"Boring, acting is boring."

In the Burial Coffin Ground, Qi Yuan killed a late Foundation Establishment cultivator and took his Soul Flower.

At this moment, he already had forty Soul Flowers.

At first, while in here, he tricked many cultivators into coming.

But later, those cultivators stopped coming.

Qi Yuan knew his plan had failed.

But he wasn’t disheartened.

So many people had come here, and he had gleaned many pieces of information.

He knew that these martyrs seemed to be guarding some bases, helping their boss plot against Tianlong mystical land.

Garrisoning a base means they may not leave.

So, when he got the address of one base, he started showing his fangs, relentlessly killing.

"It’s better to take the initiative, fishing is too boring."

"These Yuandan are so useless, they feel like half-finished products. I guess it takes four or five of these to beat a regular Yuandan."

It was easy for Qi Yuan to kill these Yuandan. These Yuandan showed very weak combat power, even their combat experience was very weak.

Qi Yuan even thought that Yu Linglong, who had plotted against him in the past, could kill six or seven of these Yuandan on her own.

The Yuandan here seemed to be made in a hurry.

Qi Yuan slaughtered this base cleanly and headed to the next base.

At this moment, the dozen or so cultivators at the base closest to Qi Yuan were trembling with fear.

"Master, that man is headed our way!" A martyr conveyed the message through his soul flower.

Liangchong’s face was extremely ugly. He was stationed at the first base.

He had learned that Qi Yuan had swept through and destroyed two bases.

One of the bases had a total of seven Yuandan, which was equivalent to a small sect.

But still, they were all exterminated by Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan, who carried a kitchen knife, killed Yuandan as if he was slaughtering dogs.

Liangchong knew, even he was not a match for Qi Yuan.

"What kind of monster is he!" Fear grew in Liangchong’s heart.

This kind of genius was almost unimaginable.

The senior disciple of the Seven-Colored Peak, wasn’t he just Foundation Establishment?

Why did he feel more oppressive than a late-stage Yuandan?

He even suspected that Qi Yuan was a late-stage Yuandan in disguise.

Liangchong coldly commanded: "All listen to my command, gather at Base One!"

Liangchong felt that he couldn’t let Qi Yuan keep killing.

All of them guarding Base One might not be as effective as being scattered, but collectively, they were also the strongest, which wouldn’t allow Qi Yuan to break through one by one.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

In the Burial Coffin Ground, all the martyrs in the bases quickly made their way to Base One.

As more and more martyrs gathered at Base One, Liangchong’s sense of security increased.

"Almost three hundred martyrs, let’s see how he breaks through!

As long as we hold our position, and wait till the Emperor’s plan succeeds, Qi Yuan will surely die!"

Liangchong had no intention of taking the initiative to ambush Qi Yuan, as this might lead to unexpected events.

Defending Base One was the most important thing, which could not tolerate any mistake.

After all, seeing so many cultivators guarding Base One, Qi Yuan would have to avoid it, he wouldn’t attack them.

Would he attack them? Was he seeking death?

However, Liangchong underestimated Qi Yuan’s strength and gall.

Half a day passed, and he saw a leisurely figure appearing outside the base.

Qi Yuan was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, raised it up, looking at the multitude of cultivators before him and loudly declared: "I, Qi Yuan of Heavenly Foundation Building, surrender or die!"

Liangchong was stunned.

Could there be someone this audacious?

Facing nearly three hundred powerful cultivators, instead of avoiding them from afar, he was directly provoking them.

Now, with three hundred martyrs by his side, his courage was emboldened. He flew to the sky, looked at Qi Yuan and his eyes flashed with killing intent: "I originally thought that you couldn’t be Qi Yuan of the Seven-Colored Peak."