Ancient Godly Emperor

C644 Blood Pool



C644 Blood Pool

It was this system that allowed the Devil Sect to nurture quite a few talented demonic cultivators in the cruel competition for location.    

    

Lau Yu nodded his head to show that he understood the elder's words.    

    

Black Robe Saint had told him about the internal affairs of the Devil Sect and Lau Yu had confirmed it with Yang Jianhua.    

    

In the Demonic Sect and Demonic Sect, disciples were divided into many levels, namely service disciples, outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, heirs, saints and Son of God s.    

    

As for the higher ups of the Devil Sect, they were split into ordinary elders, elders, vice sect masters, and sect leaders.    

    

According to the cultivation of the warriors, as long as one was a Martial Emperor, he would be able to become a Successor Disciple. Among them, the strongest Successor Disciple was the Son of God.    

    

Warriors in the Martial Emperor realm were inner disciples, warriors in the Martial King realm were outer disciples, and those below the Martial King realm were service disciples.    

    

In addition, the ordinary elders were some ordinary Martial Sovereign s. They had the most number of people, and most of them were appointed by some true disciples after they had advanced to Martial Sovereign.    

    

Furthermore, the weakest elders in terms of power were at least at the Martial Sovereign realm, such as Mission Elders, Law Enforcing Elders, Guardian Elders and so on, they all belonged to the elders in terms of power.    

    

As for the vice sect master and vice sect master, they were experts in Martial Saint Stage.    

    

Compared to the Five Great Divine Colleges, the hierarchy of the devil sect and devil sect was much stricter. In these two sects, their superiors held the power of life and death;    

    

Walking on the road, Lau Yu asked, "By the way, if the Devil Sect wants to challenge the Holy Son, how should they apply?"    

    

"Our Devil Sect hasn't applied for it yet. It's usually a sect competition that occurs once every ten years. The disciples in front of the sect's gates can challenge the Holy Son or even the Son of God." Yang Jianhua explained.    

    

Lau Yu continued to ask, "Then, how long is the next School Tournament going to take place?"    

    

"It's been seven years since the last Large Competition. Three more years and the day of the Large Competition will arrive." Yang Jianhua said.    

    

Hearing that, Lau Yu frowned. Three years was too long. If he had to wait just like that for three years, he would not be able to bear it no matter what.    

    

After thinking for a while, an idea came to Lau Yu's mind. His face also revealed a strange smile, and without any reason, Yang Jianhua couldn't help but shiver.    

    

"Martial Nephew Yang, in the past, no one has ever bullied you. Tell me and I will vent my anger on you." Lau Yu patted his chest and said as if he saw you as one of his own.    

    

Yang Jianhua heard this and was a bit worried, "Martial Uncle, is what you said true? However, I'm worried that your identity might be exposed this way. "    

    

To be honest, he was a bit tempted. It was very common to be bullied because of the weak strength of a sect like the Devil Sect. He had accepted the duty of guarding the altar, in order to avoid a lot of people.    

    

However, the risk of being exposed was not small. Once it was exposed, not only would Lau Yu be doomed, he would also have to bear a huge risk.    

    

If any of the elders were angered and killed him, no one would say anything.    

    

"Of course it's true. Moreover, do you think that just because I don't flaunt the upper echelons of the Devil Sect, they will ignore me? On the other hand, if I were to flaunt myself like this, it would not arouse the suspicion of the upper echelons of your Devil Sect. " Lau Yu said with a smile.    

    

This was called going in the opposite direction. Since Lau Yu had traveled from the eighteen nations of North Sea, he had seen all sorts of dangers before, so he was naturally very confident.    

    

Moreover, in order to sneak into the Devil Sect, he specially trained the most orthodox technique of the Devil Sect's disciples from Black Robe Saint.    

    

If it really was a Martial Cultivator of the Divine Continent, she would most likely not cultivate these devil arts.    

    

This was because, after cultivating in the Devil Arts, it was almost impossible to leave the forbidden area.    

    

Furthermore, even if they did come out of the Demon Sealing Tombstone, unless they destroyed their own cultivation bases, they would still face the day of battle.    

    

It was likely that no Martial Cultivator would be willing to be beaten and killed or to abolish the cultivation which they had painstakingly cultivated.    

    

Hearing Lau Yu's words, Yang Jianhua was eager to give it a try. He said, "My previous cultivation cave was occupied by a despicable person. I hope you can help me take it back."    

    

All of the true disciples of the Devil Sect relied on their fists to talk. Since he was weak and had his cave mansion stolen, he could only find a random place to cultivate and was one of the lowest level true disciples.    

    

"Don't worry, since I've promised you, I will naturally keep my word." However, remember, no matter when you are in the Demon Sect, call me Martial Uncle, and don't call me Senior. Otherwise, if the people who were secretly observing me hear about it, it'll be troublesome. " Lau Yu happily agreed, then frowned and reminded Ye Zichen.    

    

Yang Jianhua was surprised and hurriedly said, "Martial Uncle, I understand. I will follow your orders."    

    

"Alright, take me to your cave abode. I'll help you take it back." Lau Yu saw Yang Jianhua's reaction and said lightly.    

    

Following Yang Jianhua, and following Yang Jianhua's introduction, Lau Yu was able to understand a lot of the situation.    

    

First, the disciples of the Demon Sect were all living underground, with the blood pools as the center.    

    

The Devil Ancestor had created this blood pool for the disciples of the Devil Sect. For this, the selfish Devil Ancestor had paid a heavy price.    

    

The blood pool contained a great amount of energy. All kinds of negative energy was extremely powerful, and was suitable for all kinds of demonic cultivators to cultivate.    

    

Furthermore, every year, the Demon Sect's Martial Cultivator would pour a large amount of their blood essence into the blood pool, allowing the blood pool to be revitalized so that the demonic cultivators could cultivate even better.    

    

As for Yang Jianhua's so-called cave dwelling, it was a cave dug around the blood pool.    

    

This was because the closer they got to the blood pool, the better their cultivation would be. Yang Jianhua's cave was considered a good spot at the beginning, but because it was too weak, it was robbed.    

    

Lau Yu came to the top of the blood pool and felt the scattered energy inside. It was indeed very pure.    

    

However, it contained all sorts of negative emotions. It made Lau Yu feel like he was reborn.    

    

Lau Yu slightly activated his Clear-cut Technique. All of a sudden, all of the ideas in Lau Yu's mind turned into soul consciousness and were absorbed by Lau Yu.    

    

"Yes, the environment here is able to evoke all sorts of thoughts and distracting thoughts from deep within my heart. Every quarter of an hour, I would be affected by the environment here, becoming more than two times more distracting thoughts than usual." Lau Yu thought to himself as he felt it.    

    

Doubling it meant that Lau Yu's Clear-cut Technique could increase his own speed by twofold.    

    

If one were to successfully cultivate the middle part of the Clear-cut Technique, it would previously need a hundred years. In this place, it would at most take a few decades.    

    

Lau Yu looked at the fog near the blood pool that was so dark that it could dye blood black. Lau Yu looked at the fog near the blood pool that was so dark that it could dye blood black.    

    

Lau Yu even guessed that if he could hold on there, he would be able to successfully cultivate the middle part of Clear-cut Technique in a few years.    

    

Of course, that was on the premise that he could endure it. Although Lau Yu wasn't at the center of the blood pool, one could still imagine how terrifying the illusion was.    

    


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