Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 422: Chapter 419: Sacrifice

Chu Zhiyuan’s face suddenly changed to an ugly expression.

Meng Canglan had been watching his face, and seeing it suddenly turn ugly, she looked over.

Zhou Zhijia was still looking around, searching for a mark to find out if he had missed something.

But he couldn’t find anything at all.

Chu Zhiyuan slowly said, ”Found it.”

He walked straight ahead.

Zhou Zhijia, confused, looked at Meng Canglan following along, and he also joined them.

The three of them walked diagonally forward until they reached a valley and saw the situation inside.

Zhou Zhijia immediately vomited with a ”wow,” his face turning pale.

Meng Canglan’s face also turned pale, staring incredulously at the valley before them.

In the valley, severed limbs and corpses were arranged in a bizarre pattern.

The blood had already seeped into the ground, turning it a dark brown.

The stench filled the entire valley, sticky and lingering, almost as if it were solid.

Such a stench should have attracted many animals or insects.

But at this moment, the valley was clean, not a single insect was in sight.

It was as if they sensed danger and stayed far away.

Chu Zhiyuan slowly said, ”Sac-ri-fice!”

His eyes suddenly turned golden, making it impossible to distinguish his pupils, as they were only filled with golden light.

He looked around, his gaze suddenly fixed to the east, then his eyes returned to normal.

His face was gloomy enough to drip water.

”This is the sacrifice!” Meng Canglan gritted her teeth, ”Evil Sect! What an Evil Sect!”

She finally understood what Chu Zhiyuan meant by a sense of foreboding.

He had sensed something was off earlier, but she hadn’t realized it.

Such matters had only been heard of, never witnessed, as the Wuyou Sect’s domain didn’t allow Evil Sects to run rampant all these years.

Zhou Zhijia bent over, retching continuously, until there was nothing left in his stomach, yet he continued to retch.

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”Let’s go, to another place!”

”There’s more?”

”There should only be one team here, right?” Chu Zhiyuan said slowly, ”There should be another team.”

”Then let’s hurry, we might be able to stop them.”

”It’s already too late.”

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

He looked at Zhou Zhijia, and Meng Canglan quickly said, ”Brother Zhou, can you keep going? Can you find the other team?”

”I can’t find them.” Zhou Zhijia shook his head helplessly, ”I only saw the marks on this path, there shouldn’t be any marks on the other path.”

Chu Zhiyuan closed his eyes, remaining motionless.

Meng Canglan and Zhou Zhijia closed their mouths, staring intently at him.

A moment later, Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes, ”Let’s go, let’s see if my sense is right.”

He floated forward, like a blue cloud drifting, yet making Meng Canglan and Zhou Zhijia chase after him frantically, barely keeping up.

Chu Zhiyuan finally stopped at a valley, standing at the entrance, looking inside with a gloomy face.

If the sight of the previous valley made them sick, the sight of this valley made their hair stand on end.

Over a thousand men stood upright, holding swords and knives upside down, committing suicide.

Their heads were all tilted up, as if looking at something in the sky, with a fervent expression frozen on their faces.

Seeing these thousands of bodies in such a state, one couldn’t help but feel a chill across their body.

”Another sacrifice!” Meng Canglan gritted her teeth, her anger soaring.

Chu Zhiyuan’s eyes turned golden again and scanned all around, then fixed to the west.

His eyes instantly returned to normal, his face slightly changed, ”Go!”

He grabbed Meng Canglan with his left hand and Zhou Zhijia with his right, whistling into the forest like a gust of wind, fleeing into the distance.

Meng Canglan immediately reacted, urging Gang Qi under her feet to lighten Chu Zhiyuan’s burden.

Zhou Zhijia originally wanted to struggle, but his body stiffened, being immobilized by Gang Qi, unable to move.

Chu Zhiyuan pushed his Qinggong to the limit, the scenery before the two of them flashing by faster than they had ever experienced.

Chu Zhiyuan raced forward, his figure flickering, occasionally making a turn.

Meng Canglan, running swiftly, whispered, ”Who’s chasing us?”

”A master of the Evil Sect,” Chu Zhiyuan said, ”A cunning one!”

If that guy had lain in ambush, his sense would have allowed them to avoid him.

But that guy wasn’t waiting in the valley; he was watching from afar.

Through a special secret technique, he saw the three of them approaching and came to pursue them.

At this speed, it’s obvious his cultivation is astonishingly powerful, likely having reached Great Grandmaster status.

Chu Zhiyuan’s earlier premonition probably applied to them two.

”One of those sacrificed?” Meng Canglan asked through gritted teeth.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, ”It’s the one from before.”

”Just as well, we can join forces and kill him!” Meng Canglan said.

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”The best choice now is to run for our lives.”

”We can join forces, including Brother Zhou!” Meng Canglan said, ”Although Brother Meng isn’t a Grandmaster, he’s also at Innate Perfection.”

Chu Zhiyuan didn’t stop at all, ”We can’t win.”

”Even the three of us together can’t?”

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, ”Looks like we have no choice but to fight.”

His body stopped abruptly, releasing the two of them.

Zhou Zhijia suddenly felt his body loosen, the immobilization ending, regaining his freedom.

He quickly operated his True Qi.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t Gang Qi yet, but he felt it would soon become Gang Qi.

Ten meters away, a gaunt middle-aged man was standing on top of a tree, looking down at the three of them.

Zhou Zhijia gritted his teeth, ”Zheng Tu!”

He recognized this gaunt middle-aged man at a glance, incredulous.

He had a good relationship with this Zheng Tu.

He always thought Zheng Tu was straightforward and pitiful, not suited for staying in the Great Willow Camp.

So whenever there was a chance to help, he’d make sure to lend a hand.

Laying eyes on him now, Zhou Zhijia never expected Zheng Tu to be an Evil Sect master.

”Old Zhou,” Zheng Tu smiled, looking at him, ”Didn’t expect we’d meet at this time.”

”You... you are actually an Evil Sect disciple?” Zhou Zhijia said in a deep voice.

Zheng Tu smiled, ”Zheng Tu of Heavenly Heart Sect, you’re from Wuyou Sect, aren’t you?”

”You actually knew.”

”Just pretending, fooled you all,” Zheng Tu shook his head, ”The human heart really is easily deceived.”

”Those people...”

”All killed by me,” Zheng Tu nodded, ”They died fulfilling a purpose, all very happy before they died.”

”You...” Zhou Zhijia found himself at a loss for words.

What could be said to such a person?

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”Is this the Sacrifice Technique that made you a Great Grandmaster?”

Zheng Tu smiled and shook his head, ”The Fourth Prince is really kind-hearted; your best choice is to abandon them and run for your life.”

Chu Zhiyuan frowned, ”Could it be a trap set for me?”

”Going with the flow,” Zheng Tu said, ”You, Fourth Prince, have now become the enemy of all sects in the world, with everyone wishing to kill you.”

”All the Evil Sects in the world, right?” Chu Zhiyuan said.

”The so-called righteous and evil, it’s not worth mentioning, cultivation is the essence,” Zheng Tu smiled, ”If I didn’t take this path, I could never have reached Great Grandmaster, never had my current cultivation, never controlled life and death.”

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, ”You cannot kill me.”

”Ha ha...” Zheng Tu said, ”It’s known the Princely Heir’s sword technique is amazing, but unfortunately, in front of me, you have no chance to show it off.”

Chu Zhiyuan called out, ”Huang, Imperial Envoy, Mr. Tao.”

”Princely Heir.”

Huang Cheng and a handsome middle-aged man flashed out behind him.