Chapter 517: Blood Qi Magic Formation

Due to the Demon Shadow Sect’s sudden betrayal on the battlefield, the Cultivators of the Technique Faction suffered an extremely severe blow.

It could be said that the Cultivators of the Technique Faction no longer had any way to duel with the Cultivators of the Soul Faction.

In order to allow as many of their own Cultivators as possible to survive…

The Elder of the Technique Faction directly brought out the jade pendant he possessed and threw it into the sky.

This jade pendant quickly burst apart.

The bursting of the jade pendant caused a small, temporary gap to appear in the Magic Formation of the Dragon Cry Holy Land.

“Go! Leave quickly! Do not stay to fight! Leave this place immediately!”

The Elder of the Technique Faction shouted loudly, using his body to block all the incoming attacks.

The Disciples of the Technique Faction watched as their own Elder became heavily injured because of them, and their eyes all turned red.

The Technique Faction knew it was impossible for them to win.

But even so, they did not want to suffer such humiliation!

All the Cultivators of the Technique Faction wanted to go and perish together with those people!

However, under the persuasion and leadership of the other Elders of the Technique Faction, they still maintained a final trace of calm.

The Disciples of the Technique Faction knew that staying here would only add more casualties and served no purpose.

As long as the green mountains remain, one need not worry about firewood!

Rather than being completely annihilated here…

It was better to escape first and then find an opportunity to return one day and slaughter them back—an eye for an eye, returned tenfold!

In short, they could not be impulsive; they had to live! They had to preserve the last glimmer of hope for the Technique Faction!

Following the gap blasted open by the leader of the Technique Faction, they hurriedly fled.

Having such a massive advantage, the Cultivators of the Soul Faction naturally did not want to let a single Disciple of the Technique Faction go.

Otherwise, the Soul Faction and the Technique Faction would have formed an irreconcilable blood feud.

If they let them go, there would be too many uncertain factors; who knew what would happen in the future.

Therefore, they had to pull them up by the roots to eliminate any future trouble!

This was not the time to be concerned with fellow-Disciple sentiment or to be soft-hearted.

But this leader of the Technique Faction had never intended to leave the Dragon Cry Holy Land alive.

He continuously burned his essence blood, blocking everyone! He would not let a single person take a step past him.

As the very last remaining Disciple of the Technique Faction escaped…

The essence blood of the Elder named formerly Martial Uncle of the Soul Faction was also completely burned away.

He slowly closed his eyes and fell from the sky.

He had completely turned into a withered corpse.

Looking at the Elder of the Technique Faction who died on the ground, even the Cultivators of the Soul Faction could not help but feel a bit of sighing emotion.

Although everyone’s positions were different and the Daos they pursued were different…

No matter what, this Elder sacrificing himself for the Bloodline of his Technique Faction was worthy of respect.

The leader of the Soul Faction, who had achieved final victory, stepped forward and looked at this man who was once his Senior Brother, a trace of regret in his eyes.

“Though our Daos are different, we were still members of the same Sect, were we not? Bury him properly.”

After taking a look, the leader of the Soul Faction turned and left.

Several Soul Faction Disciples stepped forward and took the body of formerly Martial Uncle of the Soul Faction—their former Junior Martial Uncle—away to be buried.

Long Wu, the leader of the Soul Faction, stood on high and looked out. Seeing the place where they had fought for days and nights, the corpses scattered everywhere, and the blood that stained the ground, he couldn’t help but feel a bit melancholy.

From this day on, the strength of the Dragon Cry Holy Land would definitely be nowhere near what it once was.

It could no longer be compared with the other Eight Great Holy Lands.

But in Long Wu’s view, this did not matter; it was only temporary.

Now, the jade pendant of the Technique Faction was shattered.

And the holy lord token was in his own hands.

With the jade pendant he originally held and the holy lord token, he could completely master the Laws of the Dragon Cry Holy Land.

Furthermore, because the Demon Shadow Sect defected at the last moment, it caused other Sects to act like fence-sitters.

So, the casualties of the Soul Faction were actually much lower than expected.

At this moment, the Soul Faction still retained quite a bit of high-end combat power.

Long Wu felt that as long as he was given some time, the Dragon Cry Holy Land could flourish once again.

It could be said that in just another thousand years, without the hindrance of the Technique Faction, he could continuously develop the strength of the Dragon Cry Holy Land.

Long Wu had complete confidence!

As long as he was given three thousand years, he could rely on piling up resources to reach the Ascension Realm.

Not only that, the Disciples of the Dragon Cry Holy Land would definitely return to their previous levels, or even surpass them.

At that time, the Dragon Cry Holy Land would be even more powerful than before.

Looking at the dense crowds of people below him who were looking up at him…

Long Wu took a deep breath.

He knew that next, he had to fulfill the promises he had made to these Sects.

Which meant giving them benefits.

Although Long Wu extremely loathed these Sects that took advantage of the crisis…

The Dragon Cry Holy Land would have to carve out a piece of meat for them.

But it didn’t matter; the meat carved out would eventually grow back, as long as the bones and tendons were not injured.

However, the Dragon Cry Holy Land had now undergone a massive upheaval.

Those who came to participate in the battle at the Dragon Cry Holy Land were basically the top Sects of the Longming Continent.

In the future, to establish a firm foothold, he would still need to maintain good relations with them.

In any case, once the strength of the Dragon Cry Holy Land recovered to a certain extent and he no longer needed to heed their whims, he would make them spit out all the meat he was carving out now.

Not only that, he would also make them compensate him.

“I thank you all for your full support of our Dragon Cry Holy Land’s orthodoxy today.”

Long Wu opened his eyes and spoke loudly to everyone with a smile.

“Without your full support, the outcome of this war would still be unknown.

The kindness you have shown us today is something my Dragon Cry Holy Land will never forget.

The small tokens of appreciation I promised you, my Dragon Cry Holy Land will surely deliver!

However, please wait a moment.

We need to do a bit of cleaning first.

After we have organized things, we will present you with your small gifts.”

Long Wu’s words were quite euphemistic.

After all, he couldn’t just openly speak of the shady dealings between them.

So speaking more euphemistically was only natural.

The people from the other Sects had no objections to this either.

After all, for the time being, the Dragon Cry Holy Land wasn’t going anywhere.

And they all knew that the other party needed their current support.

Furthermore, after these days of fighting, they were tired and also needed to report back to their own Sects.

But just as everyone was about to take a rest, a massive Blood Qi Magic Formation suddenly covered everyone.