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Chapter 933: Chapter 934 Trapping and Killing
Cultivators were unaware that at this very moment, within the heart of the flames, two figures were huddled together, cackling.
“Sixth Senior Brother, who would have thought we’d meet again just an hour or two after parting,” chuckled Li Xiaobai.
“Hehe, it’s because my dear Junior Brother understands me well. I knew at first glance that this flame was set by you. Those dimwits outside were completely bamboozled by Ol’Fatty here; now they’re probably all scrambling to get inside!”
Liu Jinshui said with a laugh, “Junior Brother, we’ve made a pretty good haul this time. How about we split it fifty-fifty?”
Li Xiaobai shook his head. “Honestly, releasing these flames was a big risk for me. How about an eighty-twenty split?”
Liu Jinshui countered, “Sixty-forty, no less. Do you have any idea of the pressure your senior brother faced out there? I deserve some compensation for that!”
After some thought, Li Xiaobai suggested, “In that case, let’s meet in the middle and take a step back each. How about seventy-thirty? Thirty is a good, lucky number.”
Liu Jinshui: “…”
“Fine, seventy-thirty it is.”
Swoosh!
It was at this moment that a streak of blood-red sin value materialized above Li Xiaobai’s head in the void.
“Sin Value: One million and five hundred thousand!”
At the same time, the Hellfire also began to flicker, shaking violently as if something had entered it.
“Hiss! It’s starting; the chumps are coming in!”
Outside.
Wu Chengjue’s lips parted slightly, and she exhaled a stream of icy breath, “What are you waiting for? Go get the core of the flame. Don’t let it fall into the hands of the Buddhist Sect!”
“You’re right, anyone can have the flame, but not those Bald Donkeys, kill them!”
Many cultivators immediately responded and charged into the flames, bolstered by the frost exhaled by Wu Chengjue.
“Hehe, the treasure belongs to the Blood Demon Sect, and nobody else better lay a finger on it!”
Led by Blood Soul, a group of cultivators from the Heavenly Immortal Realm quickly dashed into the flames.
“Om mani padme hum, entangled in endless karma without self-awareness, poor souls all of you. Monks, listen to my command, we must protect the Hellfire, and ensure it does not fall into the hands of those madmen of the Demon Path!”
Elder Monk Pudu spoke solemnly, and a group of monks from the Buddhist Sect, their bodies aglow with golden light, disappeared into the black flames.
“Charge, charge, charge!”
“Even if we can’t get a bite of the meat, we still need to drink the soup. Using this fire to temper our bodies will be hugely beneficial!”
Seeing this, a large number of cultivators no longer hesitated and followed suit, rushing into the flames. They might not have the power to contend for the core with the powerhouses, but they could certainly gain something by tempering themselves on the edges of the flames.
But in the next second, their hearts were thrown into turmoil.
Screams of agony rose from the depths of the flames.
“Something’s wrong with this flame; more than half of my Immortal Yuan Power was depleted in an instant. Who said it wasn’t dangerous!”
“Damn it, we’ve been had! That fat liar deliberately misled us by saying the flame was safe, just to lure us in!”
“How come that fatty is fine? Could it be that he’s just a wolf in sheep’s clothing, pretending to be an ordinary monk but is actually a high monk or a revered one from the Great Thunderclap Temple!”
“Damn, the monks of the Great Thunderclap Temple sure have a hell of a lot of bad intentions!”
The cultivators of the Earth Immortal Realm and the Human Immortal Realm kept wailing incessantly.
Within the flames, a cultivator of the Human Immortal Realm would be devoured and burned to ash upon contact, while those of the Earth Immortal Realm, with slightly more profound cultivation levels, could only last a few breaths before they were burned to the point where not even their ashes remained.
In the void, a massive amount of resources exploded into view, only to be silently swept away and vanished without a trace by blood-red tendrils.
In the depths of the flames, the expression of several Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivators was also not great. The power of the Hellfire was far beyond what they had imagined. Even with their cultivation level at the Heavenly Immortal Realm, they couldn’t resist it, as the Immortal Yuan inside them was consumed at a terrifying rate.
“There’s something strange about this flame. Even the Heavenly Immortal Realm cannot last long. How come that fat monk is fine? Where is he?”
Blood Soul’s eyes were cold and filled with a chilling light as they scanned their surroundings.
“Amitabha, there’s something peculiar in these flames. In this old monk’s view, it would be better for all the benefactors to retreat first and plan for the long term,” said Monk Pudu, his complexion somewhat pale. He knew he couldn’t maintain his Immortal Yuan Power for more than a few minutes in the face of this black flame’s consuming speed. They had to retreat before the Power of Immortal Yuan was completely exhausted.
“Heh, retreat so your Great Thunderclap Temple can take over? I’ve come all this way; of course, I have to see for myself. Master Pudu, if you can’t sustain your Immortal Yuan, feel free to leave first,” said a cultivator coldly by the side.
“Eh, wasn’t it that woman Wu Chengjue who was the first to suggest coming in? Has anyone seen her?” suddenly uttered someone.
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, looking around, they didn’t see that icy beauty in the brocade dress. Indeed, it was that woman who said the treasure must not fall into the hands of the Buddhist Sect and urged everyone to hurry inside; why was she now nowhere to be seen?
“This is bad. It’s a trick. She never came in at all. She’s bamboozling us!” Blood Soul exclaimed in a mixture of shock and rage. It was at that moment when the pitch-black flames were suddenly overlaid with the dusky hue of the setting sun. A round of mournful sunset slowly rose from the flames, sweeping across the place with a resentful and eerily sinister air.
“Big trouble. All benefactors, hold on. I’ll go out for help right away!” exclaimed Monk Pudu, a flicker of terror in his eyes. He attempted to dart out of the flames, but the sunset’s desolate aura was affecting his state of mind, quite similar to the Power of Faith of the Buddhist Sect. Unable to spare the focus, he was amidst the searing of the flames.
“Om!”
A burst of golden-red firelight flashed, and the Ice Essence Sword came slashing down from the void, its ice and fire severing the air and forcing Monk Pudu to stagger and fly back to his original place.
“Amita buddha, someone is secretly attacking!” exclaimed Monk Pudu, both shocked and angry, stumbling a few steps back among the crowd. That sword strike had cost him significantly, and the surrounding cultivators were eyeing him like tigers watching their prey; if things continued like this, he could very well be taken out.
“Ice and fire, there’s not just one person hiding in the dark!”
“Ice Essence Sword? Could it be that Wu Chengjue is making a move in secret!”
The cultivators stood shoulder to shoulder, facing outward, feeling anxious as they sensed their Immortal Yuan dissipating swiftly inside them.
Unknown to them, outside the Hellfire, a woman in a brocade dress stood with her hands behind her back, watching the flames with a cold demeanor.
“This Hellfire indeed has problems, it’s incredibly powerful. That show by the fat monk was all an act, pure showmanship. I didn’t expect these people to actually believe it,” she murmured to herself.
“There’s trickery inside the flames; it will surely attract other experts to compete. This is the perfect opportunity for me to take the Ice Silkworm!”
Wu Chengjue murmured to herself as she took out a map and spread it out. It was filled with intricate routes, given to her by Ying Diao, the Sect Master of the Sword Sect. Although uncertain of its origin, she figured it would be reliable.
“I’m off as well!”