The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Ye Dingdang was unable to hold Tang Zheng back. When night fell, Tang Zheng had already disappeared into the darkness, and then he took advantage of the darkness to cross the mountain range, passing the border of the small city at the edge of the border.

The western border was too long, so it was impossible to prevent people from crossing it. Smuggling had been rampant on this border recently, but it was mostly drugs and the like.

Some countries in the west were in a state of constant war and economic malaise, and many places were dedicated to the cultivation of drugs, which were then channelled to other countries.

Tang Zheng found out about this secret passage in the old man's mind, and easily avoided the border guards' patrols.

When Tang Zheng stepped out of the borders of a country and looked back, he felt that he had arrived at the boundaries of another country.

He did not stop, but rapidly advanced in the night. True energy crazily circulated in his body, and the shrinking of the earth allowed his speed to reach its maximum speed.

When the sky was about to brighten, he arrived at a valley. This valley looked normal on the outside, but Tang Zheng knew that this was the base camp of the terrorists that the army was looking for.

The terrain of the valley was extremely steep and the mountain roads were rugged. The moment Tang Zheng stepped into the valley, he realized that he was looking at an array formation.

This formation wasn't that difficult, but it was enough to cause a person to get lost and not know the direction, thus making it impossible to accurately enter the valley.

When Tang Zheng saw the array, he knew that the situation was right. There was the figure of the demon clan behind all these terrorists.

A formation could only be set up by cultivators. This meant that there were definitely cultivators living inside.

Tang Zheng did not dare to be careless again, he used the knowledge he had learnt from the Heaven Monk to carefully pass through the array, and the scenery in front of him suddenly became clear.

This was a village, and there were dozens of families living in it.

The village had awoken in the morning light.

Tang Zheng was hiding in the shrubbery and observing the situation of the village. A few villagers came out from their houses and walked towards the mountain at the back of the village.

Tang Zheng followed along behind, passing a small mountain. The scene in front of him stunned him;

The altar was carved with complicated patterns, and the surface was a strange blood-red.

The hundred villagers scattered around the altar and sat down. They raised their hands above their heads and started chanting loudly. Their incantations lingered in the air above the altar.

Tang Zheng's heart trembled, a strange feeling spread out quietly from the bottom of his heart.

"There's something strange about this chant. It can actually make me uneasy, and there seems to be a mysterious power slowly rising from the altar."

Tang Zheng pondered in his heart, but his body did not move the slightest. These villagers were obviously not cultivators, but they were able to produce such an effect through loud chanting, which shocked him greatly.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank as he saw a few people walking out from far away. Tang Zheng almost cried out in alarm.

Cultivators!

These were not ordinary people, but cultivators. Furthermore, there were more than ten of them that appeared at once, this was the most number of cultivators that Tang Zheng had ever seen, and he was extremely shocked, with his eyes wide open.

"F * ck, there are actually so many cultivators in this damn place, could it be that cultivators have all come to this foreign country?" That's why I can't find them at home? "

Tang Zheng could not come to a conclusion no matter how much he thought about it. However, there was no doubt that these people were not Tang Zheng's kin, but from the demon clan.

Tang Zheng became even more cautious, he did not dare act rashly, and the key thing was, among this group of people, there were actually people with cultivations higher than him.

Among the ten people walking in front was an old man. His face was full of wrinkles and his figure was extremely thin. He seemed to be dehydrated and withered, but his pair of eyes were abnormally bright and even emitted a cold light that caused one's heart to palpitate.

The old man walked towards the altar with a dark face, while the people behind him pushed the three women out. Soon, a group of people walked onto the altar, and the three women were fixed at a specific location on the edge of the altar.

The villagers' chanting grew louder and louder, filling the mountain forest.

Tang Zheng didn't know what they were planning to do, and could only wait and see. The old man knelt on the altar, chattered on for a long time, and after saying something with an excited expression, he stood up.

He walked toward one of the women. She was so scared that her face was ashen as she screamed, "No!"

Puff!

A cold light flashed, and the girl's strength artery was cut open. Blood spurted out and fell onto the altar.

The woman struggled as hard as she could, but the two cultivators behind her held her back.

He did not let any of the blood stain on his body. In the next second, he arrived in front of the other two women, and like how he had done before, three pillars of blood shot up into the sky, landing completely on the altar, slowly covering the entire altar along the lines.

Tang Zheng was dumbstruck, he did not expect them to use a living sacrifice, and did not care about life at all.

demon clan was, after all, a demon clan, and was truly a beast race.

Tang Zheng's heart was extremely cold, he simply did not have the time to save the three women, and it was useless to rush out now.

The chanting grew louder.

"Whiz!"

A bloody light shot up to the sky from the altar and hovered above everyone's head, forming a blood-red pattern. This pattern was changing rapidly, as if something was about to rush out of it.

The old man's expression was excited as he raised his hands high up in the air and loudly chanted: "Demonic God His Highness, demon clan calls for your return. Please release your anger on this land and allow demon clan to descend back into the world!"

Tang Zheng was dumbstruck, this scene gave him a huge shock, the living sacrifice was actually summoned to summon the so called Demon God, Tang Zheng was not clear about what the Demon God was, but judging from the elder's excited look, he knew that he was definitely not an ordinary character.

He never thought that he would be able to summon such an important character using a sacrificial offering. If this devil god was summoned, wouldn't the demon clan be even stronger, and would have more people's lives be threatened? Furthermore, the demon clan would be reborn into the world, which meant that letting the demon clan's army come to this world would be a disaster for sure.

"No, we absolutely cannot let them succeed." Tang Zheng made up his mind, he looked up again, only to see that the blood red picture had turned into a whirlpool, spinning quickly, its blood light churning, as though something was about to rush out.

The villagers' chants became louder and louder, as if they were possessed by a demon. They stared at the rolling whirlpool, and as the blood-red light descended, it made the villagers turn blood-red.

Strands of blood-red light shot out from the villagers' bodies and merged into the bloody whirlpool. This was the villagers' blood essence.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The villagers fell to the ground and died one by one, while the rest continued to chant as if nothing had happened. This scene was extremely strange, causing Tang Zheng to feel cold at the bottom of his heart.

The demon clan was too strange, this method was completely unimaginable, and with the blood essence of the villagers flowing in, the scarlet vortex was even more powerful.

Roar!

A heaven-shaking, earth-shaking roar echoed out from the blood-colored vortex. The old man led the group to kneel on the ground, and the other cultivators quickly knelt as well. They all shouted in unison, "Welcome, Demonic God His Highness!"

Tang Zheng knew he couldn't wait any longer, the Demon God was about to appear. He was about to attack when he heard a series of explosions in the distance.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The earth shook and the mountains shook. Even the blood-colored vortex in the sky shook a few times. An angry roar came from the vortex.

Tang Zheng anxiously turned his head to look in the direction of the explosion. It was the entrance to the valley, the place where the array was set up, he did not know why there would be an explosion, could it be that someone had attacked him?

The old man raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the valley, his expression fierce, and shouted: "Dammit, this group of people actually came, we cannot delay the matter of welcoming Demonic God His Highness, we must stop them, as long as Demonic God His Highness descends into the world, these people are nothing more than ants, there is nothing to be afraid of. The four of you, stand guard here. The rest of you, follow me.

The old man and a few other cultivators left the altar and rushed towards the entrance of the valley.

The blood-colored vortex continued to spin, but the chants stopped because all of the villagers' blood essence had been sucked away by the blood-colored vortex.

The demon clan did not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of over a hundred people to summon this so called Demonic God His Highness.

The sound of explosions could be heard from the entrance of the valley. It was obviously to attack the formation, which was the only way for a normal person.

Furthermore, the formation was not very exquisite and profound, it was far inferior to the Ten Directions Killing Formation that Tang Zheng had encountered at the foot of the Chang Heng Hill. Therefore, under the attack of the gun cannon, this formation would definitely not be able to hold on and the other party would definitely charge into the valley.

Tang Zheng was actually very curious about the identity of this group of attackers, but now it was obvious that they did not have the chance to explore, the most important thing to was to stop this offering.

"Whiz!"

He leapt out and rushed towards the altar.

"Who is it?" The four demon clan cultivators reacted quickly and turned their heads. A shadow flashed past and the intruder appeared in front of them.

"Stop him!" demon clan roared, they all raised the weapons in their hands and welcomed Tang Zheng, a few cold lights flashed, and instantly attacked Tang Zheng.

The War Soul Sword had long been tightly grasped in Tang Zheng's hands. He swung his sword casually, causing clang clang clang clang to echo out, and a series of sounds of metal colliding rang out. The four demon clan s quickly retreated.

Tang Zheng against four, he was actually not at a disadvantage at all. His fighting spirit was high, and the blood in his body was boiling.

Amongst these ten or so cultivators, the only person he was wary of was the old man. The old man's cultivation was higher than his, and as to exactly what realm he had reached, he could not see it clearly, but the four people in front of him were clearly only at the Qi Refining Stage realm, so Tang Zheng was not afraid in the slightest.

But the four demon clan s were completely stunned by Tang Zheng's move, and they cried out in shock: "Cultivator, you're actually a cultivator?!"

There were too few cultivators in this world, even as demon clan, they normally did not see many cultivators, but Tang Zheng's sudden visit to them caused them to be shocked.

Cultivators were different from martial artists. The impact that they had on the soul could be imagined.

"We must stop him. As long as the Demonic God His Highness descends, he will definitely die." One of the demon clan s roared and took the lead to rush towards Tang Zheng.

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