Chapter 103: Blood Kill Temple

  Zhang Heng and He Yixiu flew low in the air, and before long, they caught up with the dozen or so people from Dutiange who had left earlier.

  "Miss He Yixiu!" they exclaimed in surprise.

  Du Pengfei stepped forward and said enthusiastically: "Miss He, has that Nan Ming been defeated by you?"

  He Yixiu's tone was calm and unruffled: "No, it was he who drove us back."

  Du Peng smiled awkwardly and shifted his gaze to Zhang Heng's face, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

  At this moment, Zhang Heng is using exactly the image of Zhao Yun from the Three Kingdoms, majestic yet elegant, absolutely a existence that can kill both men and women.

  "This is..." Du Peng had met Zhang Heng before, but apparently did not recognize his true identity.

  "I am Zhao Yun." Zhang Heng said the three words loudly and clearly, his eyes fixed straight ahead, as if he didn't put Du Peng and the others in his sights.

  Du Peng took one look at Zhang Heng's demeanor and the aura emanating from him, and felt that he was definitely not an ordinary person. With a slightly deferential tone, he said: "I'm Du Peng, I hope to discuss magic with you more in the future."

  Zhang Heng couldn't help but look down on him, and again they were discussing magic techniques. The last time this guy met with Zhao Rui, he was also discussing some kind of magic technique, and even deceived Zhao Rui.

  "Good." Zhang Heng decided to perform well as Zhao Yun, and who knows, maybe after entering the temple, he could still make a big show of his divine power with this image.

  He Yixiu's gaze would occasionally linger on Zhang Heng's face, seemingly lost in thought. Suddenly, he turned to the other monks of Dugu's Fortress and said, "This Zhao friend is someone I've invited to assist us. Once we enter the temple, everyone will need to follow his commands."

  "Yes." More than a dozen monks in the Dutiange Fortress nodded one after another, only Du Peng's eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy, but soon returned to calm.

  He Yixiu had Zhang Heng change into a set of purple robes unique to the Du Tian Fortress, and gazed at the majestic figure not far away, secretly admiring him in her heart.

  Everything went smoothly, and over a dozen people, including Zhang Heng, flew towards the Blood Kill God Temple at low altitude.

  "Miss He, we still have more than twenty miles to the Blood Kill Temple."

  A veteran monk in a purple robe flew over from afar.

  "What about Shi Ke and the other cultivators? Are they all gathered there?"

  "There are over a dozen people gathered beside the temple." The monk's face turned slightly unsightly.

  "Only a dozen or so people? Including us, there are only over thirty people in total. The rest of the people are probably gone." He Yixiu's tone was flat, and she seemed to have no great feeling for those who had died.

  Du Peng said with a hint of anger: "It must be someone from the Bi Xue Xiang Yun Sect who did it, those cultivators from Fang Yun Shan are hardly a threat to us."

  Bixue Xiangyun Sect has only ten people, but among them are many top-notch experts with extremely high lethality.

  He Yixiu remained unmoved, saying: "Not all of them are necessarily from the Bi Xue Xiang Yun Sect. There are many taboos in this cave, and if you're not careful, you'll lose your life. Moreover, Fang Yunshan also has a few hidden masters..."

  Under the leadership of that experienced monk, more than a dozen people no longer worried about taking the wrong path and their speed increased by several degrees.

  After flying for a while, a purplish-red building gradually appeared in front of them.

  "That's the Blood Kill Temple." A monk exclaimed excitedly.

  Far away from here, a chilling aura of slaughter emanated from this purple temple.

  "Humming" With the approaching of many monks, a special wave of sound gradually came over.

  With a spiritual eye technique directed at himself, Zhang Heng clearly saw the entire appearance of the Blood Kill Temple.

  This Blood God Temple is much smaller than I imagined, covering an area of only a few hundred square meters. The entire temple is purple-red in color, with the top slightly pointed.

  Above the top of the temple, a huge blood ring is constantly rotating, emitting a buzzing sound, and a shocking killing intent is transmitted.

  This is a gigantic bloodstain!

  Zhang Heng took it and compared it with the blood-colored seal on his forehead, finding that they were almost identical, only differing in size.

  The surroundings of the Blood Temple also have several vivid and gigantic statues, these statues are in different shapes, some are humanoid creatures, while others are like giant eagles.

  These statues gave Zhang Heng a feeling as if they were alive.

  As they drew closer, occasionally other monks could be seen along the way.

  "Miss He!" Just then, a dozen or so purple-robed cultivators from the Solitary Heaven Sect approached from across the way.

  First and foremost was a calm young man whose cultivation had reached the Foundation Establishment stage!

  "Shi Kei, have you encountered any unexpected events here?" He Yixiu asked.

  This young man named Shi Lei had no other expression on his face, and his voice was also loud and steady: "We have killed some of Fang Yunshan's cultivators here, plus the demon beasts we killed before, everyone has already obtained more than three blood kill marks."

  He Yixiu heard this and turned around to glance at the dozen or so people behind him: "Have you all also gathered three Blood Kill Marks?"

  Du Peng said repeatedly: "At the time of the Blood Killing Plain, we joined forces to kill many second-order demon beasts. Now everyone has three blood killing marks."

  He Yixiu nodded slightly.

  "I still haven't gathered three Blood Kill Seals..." a weak voice came over.

  Everyone took a look and found that this person was the old practitioner who had led the way earlier. It was seen that there were only two blood-kill marks on the top of this old practitioner's head.

  "Zhao still lacks a Blood Kill Mark." Zhang Heng's voice was filled with a strong and bold tone, like that of an Iron-Blooded Soldier, drawing everyone's attention.

  "You're also one short?" He Yixiu only then noticed the two blood-red marks on Zhang Heng's forehead.

  Zhang Heng didn't care about the Blood Kill Mark on his forehead before he came to the temple, and in his opinion, killing a few Qi Refining cultivators was as easy as reaching out and grabbing them.

  "Who is this Taoist friend?" Shi Ke also noticed Zhang Heng's presence, and a flash of light passed through his eyes.

  "My name is Zhao Yun." Zhang Heng stood firm and unyielding, his body also emitting a faint aura.

  A sharp and handsome face, without losing elegance, also with an aura that commands respect, as if a master of the world who can conquer everything with just a smile.

  Everyone present was stunned by Zhang Heng's demeanor.

  "What a Zhao Yun." Shi Ke's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhang Heng with even more admiration.

  He Yixiu gave Zhang Heng a white look, and ordered three or four cultivators to help the old cultivator go and seize the Blood Killing Seal together. He instructed: "Don't confront the cultivators of Bixue Xiangyun Sect, go find the cultivators under Fang Yunshan's command."

  "Yes." The several monks responded in unison and quickly flew away into the distance.

  "Brother Zhao, with your abilities, shouldn't you be able to handle it yourself without me finding someone to help you?" He Yixiu faced Zhang Heng, her beautiful eyes blinking at him.

  Zhang Heng was unmoved, he had already understood that He Yixiu's veil could be controlled by its master to let others see his face.

  "Zhao will be back soon." Zhang Heng threw out a sentence and flew far away. Before long, he displayed his Wind Movement Technique and his figure disappeared into the air.

  "Miss He, can he make it on his own? What if he runs into the cultivators from the Bixue Xiangyun Sect..." a female cultivator asked with some concern.

  "Don't worry." He Yixiu thought for a moment and glanced at the female cultivator.

  Before long, Zhang Heng sneaked into the vicinity of the Blood Killing God Temple, observing this terrifying temple filled with endless slaughter.

  The temple seems to have no doors for entry and exit, the most striking of which are these four vivid giant statues.

  The four statues emitted an aura of slaughter and destruction, making people's hearts tremble with fear, and all the monks did not dare to approach this place.

  These four statues must have some kind of taboo hidden within them. Once disturbed, they will trigger unpredictable consequences.

  At the same time, Zhang Heng also remembered a rule announced when he first entered the cave:

  "In the Blood Kill Temple at the center of the Dongfu, there is a treasure left by the Blood Kill Emperor for those who are destined to have it. To open the Blood Kill Cave, one must obtain the Four-Sided Token..."

  Four-sided token? Is it really necessary to slaughter these four terrifying monsters that seem to revive at any moment?

  Judging from the aura emanating from these four massive statues, it seems that they have already surpassed the Foundation Establishment stage.

  That is to say, many monks will become enemies with monks in the Kambu period.

  How many of the cultivators present can withstand a single blow from a Jindan stage cultivator?

  Several hundred meters away from the Blood Kill Temple, Zhang Heng began searching around.

  He wants to find a way to hunt down lone monks in order to obtain a Blood Kill Seal.

  At this time, a male and female monk came walking from afar.

  Zhang Heng took a closer look and it turned out to be Zhao Rui and Luo Ningxue.

  "Luo Shijie, do you think we'll run into Tang Shixiong?" Zhao Rui asked with a worried expression.

  Her face was like a jade container filled with smiles, and her voice was soft as she said: "If he wants to see you, he will appear in the next moment..."

  ……

  Zhang Heng let out a light sigh and walked away from them, changing direction to continue his search.

  After a moment of stealth, he met an intermediate cultivator in a small grove.

  Refining Qi in the middle stage? Zhang Heng was taken aback.

  Since entering the Blood Kill Cave Mansion, it's rare to see a cultivator as weak as you.

  As he walked in, he also recognized this son, who turned out to be Wang Yuan of the Xianyun Sect.

  Wang Yuan's stout body leaned against a tree, his head slightly lowered.

  Although there was no grudge between him and this son, Zhang Heng still decided to take action against him.

  Zhang Heng slowly crept up on him...