Chapter 64 Bloodline

  "Shen Shidi, I think what you did just now was somewhat wrong."

  Zhu Hong and Shen Cong were tied up like dumplings and casually thrown aside. The true energy inside their bodies was completely sealed, and they didn't know what kind of technique it was that made the true energy shrink completely into their dantian, no matter how hard they tried to stir it up, there was no reaction.

  The only consolation is that neither of their bodies suffered much damage, presumably to prepare for the blood sacrifice later. Lü Ying had to go after Xu Li and others. After all, it's troublesome for a single Condensed Yuan Fourth-Order expert to kill five Third-Order warriors cleanly, let alone capture them alive. Only two can go together, and there is no time to deal with Shen Cong and the other two.

  Shen Cong slightly moved and said, "What was wrong with what I did before? Please tell me, Master."

  "If I'm wrong, please forgive me, Brother." Zhu Hong glanced at Shen Cong and saw that his expression was normal, so he plucked up the courage to say: "You previously told someone from the evil sect about Zhou Hao's whereabouts. In my opinion, this approach is somewhat inappropriate."

  "Oh, does Big Brother think those five people are quite good?"

  "No, those five have terrible personalities. How could I possibly think they're good?" Zhu Hong shook his head, but in his mind he recalled the scenes where he was bullied by the five of them. If it weren't for Shen Cong, he would probably have lost a few teeth by now.

  Shen Cong couldn't help but smile, "What did that senior brother mean by what he said earlier?" Shen Cong's body rolled towards the corner for a while, making his movements look more low-key.

  "Although those five are hateful, after they return, they will definitely report the truth about what happened here. At that time, Wang Shifu and others will be prepared and won't be caught off guard. Now if Shen Shidi reports us, we will definitely be caught, and this internal strife is equivalent to cutting off our own retreat, so there will be no one to rescue us." Zhu Hong said with a bitter face.

  "It's not good to put one's life in someone else's hands." Shen shook his head, "Besides, do I look like someone who doesn't care about the bigger picture? A method that can ensure both personal safety and the overall situation is what I think is best."

  "People are all caught, how can we still take care of the overall situation?" Zhu Hong said discontentedly, feeling that Shen Cong was talking big with a hard scalp.

  "If those few senior brothers aren't stupid to the point of no return, they should still have some use. If they're really stupid to the point of no return, then it's nothing, we'll all be annihilated anyway, isn't this a good opportunity to give everyone in the camp a signal?" Shen Cong's body exerted force, and the leather straps tightened instantly, digging deep marks into his skin.

  Zhu Hongzheng suddenly saw Shen Cong's movements and shook his head, saying: "Junior brother, don't struggle. This is a third-level demonic beast, the Cow Knee Beast's tendon, extremely tough and hard to deal with. Just look at its color, it has been specially treated. Even if our true energy is normal, being bound by this would make it impossible to escape, let alone in this current situation. If you insist on struggling, you will only end up hurting yourself, not worth it."

  "Waiting for rescue?"

  "This is natural." Zhu Hong nodded very naturally.

  "It seems that senior brother did not listen to junior brother's words earlier. Waiting for others to rescue him is not bad, but in the end, one should still rely on oneself!" Shen Cong said with a smile.

  "But now unable to save himself, apart from waiting for others to rescue him, what else can he do?"

  Shen Cong smiled, but didn't say anything. He just looked at the distant sky, silently calculating time in his mind. Zhu Hong thought Shen Cong was feeling down and didn't want to talk. He couldn't help but sigh and also closed his mouth.

  "If nothing happens in a little while, it will have to start." Shen Cong thought to himself, the Spring Awakening True Qi was corroding the internal seal, but at a very slow speed, and it would take at least two hours or more to succeed. Fortunately, Shen Cong's reliance was not just on his True Qi.

  "Boom!"

  A loud crack resounded in the distant sky, and even in broad daylight, it burst forth with dazzling light. Seeing this light, Shen's eyes involuntarily lit up, and the zombie blood at his heart instantly exploded, covering his internal flesh and blood.

  "That's a signal from the sect." Zhu Hong muttered to himself, finally understanding what Shen Cong meant by "if those people weren't so stupid". As soon as the signal flare was fired, it could be seen from the camp on the other side, which meant that the information would be transmitted back, and whether those people had returned or not, the result would be the same. No wonder Shen Cong wanted to drag them down with him, anyway, it wouldn't affect anything.

  "Ah!"

  A sound like a longbow being stretched to its limits, Zhu Hong subconsciously turned his head, his eyes widening in an instant. The tendons binding Shen Cong were pulled taut to the extreme. Shen Cong's back was facing Zhu Hong, his eyes crimson red, fangs bared and protruding. His head raised high, Shen Cong's face was full of ferocity, suddenly opening his mouth in a silent roar, the tendons emitted a muffled sound, snapping apart in an instant.

  The opened air energy exploded the surrounding flowers and grass, and the stones on the ground were even more ejected, flying out in all directions. The momentum was magnificent, and naturally it startled the people around.

  "No good, the blood pigs are going to run away, hurry up and stop them." The person who discovered this shouted loudly. The "blood pigs" referred to Shen Cong and the other two, who were about to be sacrificed in a bloody ritual, no different from livestock.

  "Shen Shidi, how did you manage to do this?" Zhu Hong exclaimed in shock as he watched Shen Cong remove the tendons from his body, it required enormous strength to achieve this, unimaginable.

  "This matter will be discussed with Shixiong later, now there is no time." Shen Congyi threw Zhu Hong out and turned around to rush towards the other side.

  "Shen Shidi, what are you trying to..."

  "Get back your own things, the elder brother ran first, and the younger brother will come later." Shen Cong looked ahead, the Long Que knife couldn't be put into the Qian Kun bag, although it was a third-grade treasure, but only an inferior one. At this moment, it was casually thrown on the ground, while the Qian Kun bag was on one of them. The Qian Kun bag could be abandoned, but the Long Que knife couldn't be discarded.

  "How dare you come back, looking for death!" A disciple of the evil sect sneered. Shen and his companion's true energy was sealed, they were well aware. Cultivators without true energy are only slightly stronger than ordinary people, one punch can kill them.

  Shen Zong's face was expressionless, and he had come to collide with him. In an instant, the other person kicked towards Shen Zong's chest, but before the attack landed, the leg wind blew Shen Zong's clothes onto his body.

  "Die!"

  His palm was already stuck to Shen Cong's chest, and the evil sect disciple was about to relax when Shen Cong's body suddenly tilted, sticking to his leg line without retreating. In the eyes of that evil sect disciple's shock, Shen Cong grabbed his neck with one hand, his arm suddenly using force, slamming him to the ground.

  A bloody mist filled the air, and Shen continued to move forward without blinking, his eyes fixed on the Dragon Sparrow Knife, which was less than thirty meters away. The other cultivators from the evil sect who were rushing over saw this scene and couldn't help but pause in shock. They had thought it would be easy to kill the Blood Pig, but it turned out to be so ferocious.

  Twenty meters, taking advantage of these people's daze, Shen Cong advanced another ten meters. Although his true energy was sealed, Shen Cong still had terrifying strength. From first to third tier, it was indeed the stage of refining the body, but Shen Cong had taken an unfair advantage.

  "How can this be, tear him to pieces!" One death was naturally unable to stop these people, earlier it was just surprise, now it is anger, the anger of being toyed with.

  Some of the masters cast their spells, although most are third-tier or lower, but their power is not to be underestimated, especially in Shen Cong's current situation.

  If possible, dodge and avoid it as much as possible. If not, then a direct punch from Shen Zong would be the best option. With the zombie's blood still in his body, the corrosive power could still be used, although the true energy boost was gone, but at least some of its might could still be unleashed.

  Ten meters, almost non-stop. But by this time it had almost reached its limit, those people finally caught up, three third-order Tongli cultivation warriors blocked Shen Cong's path, and at a time when his true energy was not sealed, wanting to defeat these people would take some time, let alone now.

  The only good news is that the Qian Kun bag was on one of them.

  "There really is no fear of death, let me come!" The whiskered man laughed loudly, his wolf-toothed club striking directly at Shen Cong, the air echoing with a shrill whistling sound. At this moment, even if it were a giant stone in front of him, he would crush it to powder, let alone a person.

  Two evil sect disciples suddenly rushed forward, saying that one person came, but it was just a decoy. Evil sect fighting, when does fairness matter, killing people is the way to go. A slender sword and a fist came at the same time, sealing off all possible escape routes for Shen.

  If the true energy was still there, Shen Cong would have had many ways to deal with it. But now that the true energy has shrunk into the dantian, Shen Cong seems to only have one way out, which is to retreat, and the farther the better.

  A flash of red appeared in Shen Cong's eyes, and he didn't retreat, but instead accelerated forward to meet the three men's attack, as if he wanted to die himself. The distant Zhu Hong was shocked, "Shen Shidi!"

  "Hah!"

  The sharp blade entered the body with a sound, the fine sword was inserted into Shen Cong's shoulder, and that fist hit Shen Cong's chest, as for the wolf-toothed club, it was pounded on the ground, only a thread away from smashing Shen Cong's forehead.

  "Pffft!"

  A large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the alien true energy collided wildly inside Shen Cong's body. Just this one move, Shen Cong was injured in many places. If it weren't for his undead body, he would probably be dead by now.

  This situation made three people also stunned, but did not expect it to be so easy to succeed. After a brief delay, they immediately attacked and wanted to nail Shen Cong directly to death.

  "Only by being more ruthless to oneself can one be absolutely ruthless to others!" The blood shadow in front of him shook, and a flash of enlightenment suddenly crossed Shen's mind. The Blood Wind Knife technique combined in his mind, the first three moves merged into one move.

  "Break the enemy's line!"

  The two punches that had already been thrown suddenly changed direction halfway, just slightly, but the surrounding spiritual energy surged up, and the blood that had fallen to the ground suddenly flew up, condensing into a blade in mid-air.

  One hand stretched out, grasping the hilt, Shen suddenly spun around with his body, the blade dancing in the air. The wound burst open, and more blood flowed out, the bloody blade becoming even redder.

  The three evil sect members were greatly shocked in their hearts. Shen Cong's injury-for-injury exchange had already astonished them, and now the change in his knife technique made the three of them lose their souls in fright.

  Three people dodged at the same time, and their strengths were revealed in this moment. The whiskered big man dodged the fastest, while the other two were slower by a beat, and were slashed by the blood blade. Their bodies stood upright, and suddenly exploded, with all their power rushing towards the whiskered big man, filling the sky with bloody mist.

  Thought to have escaped, the whiskered giant didn't expect this final move. His entire body compressed inward, his two-meter frame shrinking to one meter in size, resembling a meatball, but his defensive strength greatly increased.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  A dull thud, although it was a desperate move, the burly man with a curly mustache managed to block the attack entirely, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Feeling a bit apprehensive, he didn't dare face Shen Cong alone again, so he retreated backwards, planning to let the people in the back provide reinforcements.

  "Whoosh!"

  The blood mist split open, and Shen Cong's figure suddenly transformed into a blood line that pierced through the air. The surrounding blood all converged to form a single line, with the midpoint being the giant meatball. The Blood Blade disappeared, and Shen Cong was already ten meters away, his body stumbling slightly as he grabbed the Long Que knife and the Qiu Xu giant's乾坤袋 (a type of bag), running towards the distance.

  "Hiss!"

  The flesh ball split in two, and no fresh blood flowed out. All the blood was concentrated on the ground, that thin line. Perhaps the blood was too condensed, it should have been bright red, but now it had become a dark color, as if it wanted to swallow the soul.