Ch. 1725 - Lin Ruhu’s Enemy, Killing Formation

When the Poison God Shebishi’s inheritance first appeared, many people rushed over as well.

But after being deceived again and again, everyone gradually grew numb.

“The Poison God’s inheritance has appeared?”

Hearing this, many people would just say “oh,” then ignore it and go do something else.

Everyone had been tricked by the Poison God too many times.

But now, placed before everyone’s eyes, was the true Poison God inheritance.

How could this not drive people mad?

“Hurry and see what it says next,” someone urged impatiently.

Everyone looked again.

“This formation is called the Myriad Blood Heaven-Formation. It requires the blood of exactly ten thousand people to activate.”

The moment these words were read, many faces turned ugly.

“Ten thousand people’s blood. Does that mean killing ten thousand people?” someone said.

“This is forcing us to kill each other,” another sighed.

“But we don’t even have ten thousand people present.”

“Have you thought about it? If this truly is the Poison God’s real inheritance, how crazy will the people outside become? Gathering ten thousand people isn’t actually that hard,” someone else said.

“Damn it. We thought we could get ahead of everyone. Who would’ve thought we’d have to spread the news instead,” someone said angrily.

“There’s no choice. If we don’t announce it, we can’t open the formation. Then this inheritance is useless to us,” the crowd said helplessly.

This development was also beyond Xu Zimo’s expectations.

He closed his eyes slightly and swept the entire mausoleum with his divine sense.

He finally found the so-called formation.

He wanted to see if it could be broken through brute force.

Xu Zimo swung Shadow Tyrant through the void.

He unleashed both of his self-created moves, Nine Hells Desolation and Slaying Myriad Immortals.

The void shattered. The earth cracked.

Yet the formation remained calm and unaffected.

Xu Zimo frowned deeply.

These Ancient Gods were truly troublesome.

Every one of them had studied formations to an astonishing level. In terms of formation mastery, Xu Zimo knew he couldn’t compare.

Unless he used the power of the previous Infernal Lord, there was nothing he could do.

He shook his head and decided to see what the others would do.

He only needed to wait.

He believed the temptation of an Ancient God’s inheritance was enormous.

Taking advantage of this time, Xu Zimo also wanted to try creating the third move of his own techniques.

At the moment, that third move was still just a concept and needed time to refine.

Xu Zimo concealed himself within the void.

…

Meanwhile, outside.

With the appearance of an Ancient God’s inheritance, Grand Desolate Heaven was like a pot that had exploded.

The previously calm situation instantly became tense.

It was said that even the Divine Court had taken notice and intended to come seize the inheritance.

In a short time, the entire Grand Desolate Heaven was swept by wind and clouds, with undercurrents surging.

Many forces began rushing toward this place.

Xu Zimo kept Ouyang Xiu by his side.

Ouyang Xiu was not entirely useless.

He was very familiar with Grand Desolate Heaven, its various factions, and many famous figures.

“That’s the City Lord of Noble Dragon City, Wang Xian, and the Young City Lord, Wang Mulan. Noble Dragon City isn’t just a simple city. It’s a massive force. Their family alone has seven or eight thousand Saint Sovereigns.”

“And that young man over there is Meng Ziqiu, known as the Sword Saint. It’s said he has a sword that, once drawn, slays all and is never sheathed. He ranks third on the Dragon Ascension List.”

“Wow, even the people from Black Mountain Cave are here. Look at that old man. That’s the Black Mountain Demon Lord, ranked seventh on the Supreme List.”

Ouyang Xiu exclaimed from time to time.

More and more powerful figures with higher status were arriving at the Poison God inheritance site.

“Alright, quiet down,” Xu Zimo waved his hand.

Ouyang Xiu immediately shut his mouth.

He asked honestly, “Boss, can you handle this?”

“Take care of yourself,” Xu Zimo replied calmly.

At that moment, a commotion suddenly broke out in the distance.

No one knew what had happened.

A figure came fleeing frantically from afar.

More than a dozen figures were chasing after him.

Xu Zimo looked up and realized the fleeing figure was Ji Zhan.

He had told Ji Zhan to wait outside the inheritance.

Had the kid caused trouble?

Xu Zimo was slightly surprised.

At that moment, Ji Zhan also saw him.

“Sir, save me!”

Ji Zhan rushed over as Xu Zimo frowned and asked, “What happened?”

“It’s the people from Thousand Sovereign Gate. They want to kill me,” Ji Zhan explained quickly.

“Back then, my master and I offended them. My master went to the Three Corpse Burial Ground, and I was forced to flee to the Absolute God Heaven.”

Hearing this, Xu Zimo immediately understood.

These people were the culprits.

At this moment, the dozen or so people from Thousand Sovereign Gate stepped through the air, faintly forming an encirclement.

They surrounded Ji Zhan to prevent his escape.

Although there were more than ten of them, most were young.

Only three had especially strong auras.

One was a middle-aged man, likely a Saint Sovereign.

Another was an elderly man, probably an Infinite Dao cultivator.

Xu Zimo also asked about the grudge between Lin Ruhu and Thousand Sovereign Gate.

The story was rather cliché.

It was over a woman.

The Holy Son of Thousand Sovereign Gate had harassed a woman, and Lin Ruhu happened to encounter it.

So, in typical fashion, he intervened and drew his blade to help.

Naturally, this offended Thousand Sovereign Gate and led to a manhunt.

The story was truly cliché.

And Xu Zimo knew that Lin Ruhu had followed him for many years.

He was definitely not the type overflowing with righteous zeal or eager to meddle in others’ affairs.

Xu Zimo was certain something else had happened that prompted Lin Ruhu to act.

At this moment, the Holy Son of Thousand Sovereign Gate stepped forward.

His name was Zhu Sheng.

“Kid, let’s see where you run today,” Zhu Sheng sneered.

His expression was twisted as he walked forward step by step.

“Submit obediently. Tell me where your accomplice is, and I’ll leave you with an intact corpse.”

Ji Zhan smiled coldly.

“Zhu Sheng, don’t be too arrogant. There are plenty of people in this world stronger than you.”

“I know. There’s always someone better. There are many stronger than me, but that definitely doesn’t include you or your useless master,” Zhu Sheng laughed coldly.

He waved his hand and ordered his lackeys, “Capture him. I’ll torture him slowly and make him suffer.”

Just as Xu Zimo was about to act, a light shout suddenly came from the distance.

“Stop!”

As the voice fell, countless strands of immortal mist surged into the sky.

An immortal palanquin slowly drifted over from the horizon.

Looking closely, one could see that the palanquin was carried by four Saint Sovereigns.

What an imposing sight.

Four Saint Sovereigns carrying a palanquin. One could imagine how noble the person inside must be.

“May I ask which fellow Daoist has arrived?” Even the Sect Master and the elder of Thousand Sovereign Gate could no longer remain seated and hurried forward to greet them.

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