Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 537 - 262: The True Blood Sacrifice: Ruthless Enough to Kill Their Own! (6100 words)_2

Chapter 537: Chapter 262: The True Blood Sacrifice: Ruthless Enough to Kill Their Own! (6100 words)_2

Several figures descended from the sky. They carried themselves with an immortal-like grace, their auras powerful and shrouded in halos.

They were powerful experts from the Great Immortal Gates, each with a cultivation level above the Soul Travel realm. They all held revered positions and were considered top-tier existences throughout the Nine Provinces.

Without a moment’s pause, they each formed hand seals and unleashed a full-powered strike.

Vast, mysterious light surged forth like a river of stars, bombarding the barrier. Yet, it failed to create a single ripple, like a stone sinking into the ocean.

The expressions of the experts changed, and they prepared to strike again.

"It’s useless!"

A sigh echoed. Ye Guhong gazed at the vast blood fog before him, his face expressionless. "As I thought," he said, "it’s the Great Abyssal Demonic Array."

"The Great Abyssal Demonic Array? What kind of formation is that? Is there a way to break it?" an Elder from the Yuheng Immortal Sect hurriedly asked.

Ye Guhong shook his head. "Once this formation is established, unless all its activators are killed, not even an Earth Immortal can escape."

At this moment, Demon Sea Island had clearly become a cage.

One could enter, but not leave.

***

Screams rose and fell in succession, echoing everywhere. The demons, who had just been battling the Human Race, were now all struggling to resist the blood fog.

This blood fog seemed to affect the Demon Race much faster than the Human Race. Perhaps it was because the formation had been designed to target them from the very day of its creation.

In a short time, a vast number of demons were completely devoured. They transformed into pure streams of blood-red energy and vanished from the ground, melting away like snowflakes with their destination unknown.

"What in the world is the Demon Race trying to do? They’re even slaughtering their own people?"

Li Zuoyue gripped her sword, her expression grave as she watched the unfolding scene, her brow deeply furrowed.

No one spoke.

Because no one knew the answer. They could not comprehend this act of turning the butcher’s knife on their own people, though it wasn’t the first time they had witnessed such a thing on the battlefield.

Instinct told them that a massive conspiracy lay behind it all, one that was perhaps about to be unveiled.

"Hahaha... It’s true! It’s true! Your Holiness, do you see? Those lapdogs of the demon Bu Ou are trying to destroy our entire race!"

"The Pope was right! These people will only destroy the Demon Realm! They are the Demon Realm’s greatest enemy!"

"Great Demon Ancestor, open your eyes and see!"

A group of Foreign Demons sat cross-legged, their faces pallid. Using the unique hand gestures of the Ancestral Demon Sect, they prayed to the unknowable Demon Ancestor and Nicholas in the heavens. At the same time, they unreservedly cursed the dictators high above, pointing at the void and furiously berating the Demon Emperors—they had never felt so liberated in their entire lives.

Soon, however, they lost the strength to curse. The vast blood fog engulfed them, and their Life Essence and flesh dissipated as if they had never existed.

It wasn’t only the ordinary Foreign Demons who suffered this fate. The Pure-blooded Creatures met the same end.

The members of the powerful Pureblood Demon Race, great beings as large as small mountains, felt their strength rapidly draining away and their life force quickly dimming.

They were bewildered and lost, unable to understand why the Demon Emperor would attack them.

Weren’t we part of the same faction? We share the same noble bloodline. A Blood Sacrifice of the lowly Foreign Demons is one thing, but why are we receiving the same treatment?

"ROAR—"

Within the second layer of the void, Demon Lords roared, their eyes filled with deep reluctance and grief. They gazed into the deeper layers of the void as if staring into the Abyss. "Why?" they bellowed. "Why are you doing this?"

Many of those who died so tragically were their kin, their descendants.

They were the future hope of their clans.

They had no knowledge of this plan and were completely unaware of when the Great Abyssal Demonic Array had been set up beneath Demon Sea Island. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"It is your honor to die for the Demon Realm!"

From the third layer of the void, an indifferent voice, as cold as eternal ice and seemingly detached from all things, resounded.

The Demon Lords froze. Their pupils trembled as they realized a profoundly dreadful truth.

"You..." A Demon Lord’s pupils constricted as it tried to speak.

Suddenly, a titanic palm extended from the void and pressed down. In an instant, Chaotic Qi surged as the second layer of the void rumbled and shattered continuously.

More than a dozen Demon Lords instantly burst apart, their flesh and blood transforming into pure essence.

Blood fog appeared here as well, endlessly raging as it devoured the essence of the slain Demon Lords. The fog grew more violent, plundering Life Essence from all around until the entire area was a crimson hellscape.

Similar colossal palms also descended toward the experts of the Human Race.

But they were blocked by the Earth Immortals of the Human Race.

The Demon Emperors, however, seemed unconcerned, continuing their slaughter of the Demon Lords.

Screams filled the void as one colossal figure after another burst apart. Thick blood fog swept through the area, exuding a heart-stopping aura.

Even the Saints’ faces paled at the sight. The blood fog made them deeply uneasy, and they retreated one after another, unwilling to touch it.

Yet, the blood fog clung to them like a shadow, a curse that could not be shaken off. Once it made contact, it was like maggots burrowing into bone, impossible to remove.

Their cultivation levels were profound, but this blood fog had just devoured the lifeblood of the Demon Lords, making its power equally astonishing.

"What in the hell is this stuff?" a Saint roared, his body bathed in dense holy light. The power of laws surged around him, making him shine like a radiant sun that kept the blood fog at bay.

They soon discovered, however, that this effort was largely futile.

The blood fog continued to erode their protective holy light; although the process was slower, it didn’t solve the fundamental problem.

A ray of celestial light cascaded down from the third layer of the void. It was incomparably pure, a light that seemed capable of repelling all evil, and it enveloped all of the Saints.