When he thought of the people below who were sacrificing living people, Xiao Ling’er felt a chill run down his spine. He subconsciously leaned against Xiao Chen and whispered in a low voice, “Those people … must be evil cultivators from Diabolism.”

“No.”

Xiao Chen’s eyes were fixed as he stared at the blood altar beneath him. “Those people … are people from the Profound Sect,” he said solemnly.

“Cultivating Immortal Profound Sect …”

Hearing that he was a cultivator from the Profound Sect, Leng Baihu’s mind went blank. Shouldn’t a cultivator be Fu Ze? Why would they sacrifice the blood of mortals …

Right at this moment, a rumble came from below. The blood pools below the altars began to roll. A thick stench of blood immediately filled the surroundings. Even if they were far away on the hillside, they could clearly smell the disgusting aura.

“This …”

Seeing the surging blood pools below, Leng Baihu felt a chill run down his spine. Just how many blood pools would it take to gather?

“Rumble!”

With a rumbling sound, all the disciples on the altar, except the three old men on the altar in the east, quickly dodged. However, upon closer inspection, there was a talisman loathing sticking to the back of the disciples’ heads.

Looking at the blood pool under the altar in the east, a stone pillar suddenly rose up. Blood scattered everywhere, but there was a red cauldron on the stone pillar. After fresh blood spilled out, the four blood pills in the cauldron had already taken shape.

The Blood Pill was like a human heart. It was still beating slowly. The three old men stared fixedly at the stone pillar. Beside the three of them, there was actually a prayer mat, but there was no one on it.

“Success … This pill has finally succeeded!”

At this moment, there was an indescribable excitement on the faces of the three of them. Especially Old man Qingyi, who was in the middle. When he saw the stone pillar rise up, his gaze never moved again. He slowly stood up. At this moment, even his hands trembled slightly.

“It’s done, it’s finally done …”

There was endless joy in his voice. Old man Qingyi quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand. Four blood pills flew out of the cauldron. “Plop, plop” was like a beating heart. It was covered with blood.

“The pill is complete. Quickly let Fourth Junior Brother come!”

Old man Qingyi’s face was filled with joy as he caught the two Blood Pills. The other two Blood Pills were in the hands of the other two old men behind him.

“Da … Da … Da … Da …”

At this moment, cold footsteps sounded from the altar behind the three of them. The three of them turned around and saw an old man dressed in Zi Yi walk over, but his expression was not good.

“Fourth Junior Brother … you’re here!”

Old man Qingyi was overjoyed and hurriedly handed him a Blood Pill. “Look! This Mortal Transformation Pill has finally succeeded! After so many years, it has finally succeeded …”

“It’s finally done … Is that so?”

However, Old man Zi Yi wasn’t as excited as the three of them. Instead, he looked a little cold.

The atmosphere on the altar also froze. Old man Qingyi looked at him and frowned slightly, “This Mortal Transformation Pill has finally been refined. Right now, the four of us have a long life expectancy, but Junior Brother … what happened tonight?”

“Longevity is within reach, hehe …”

Old man Zi Yi sneered. He looked at the bloodshot Blood Pill in Old man Qingyi’s hand and looked at the blood pool around him. Suddenly, he laughed out loud, “Longevity is within reach, haha! Longevity is within reach … This is the Mortal Transformation Pill that you refined with the blood of countless people …”

“Junior Brother, what do you mean?”

At this time, a red-clothed old man stood out. His eyes were cold, and there seemed to be a cold murderous aura hidden within his body.

“What do you mean?”

Old man Zi Yi smiled coldly and pointed at the blood pool around the altar. He looked at him word by word and said, “You used mortals to refine pills and sacrifice their blood for the sake of your so-called longevity?”

Hearing this, Xiao Ling’er and Leng Baihu on the hillside were shocked. These people … they actually refined pills from living people!

For a moment, both of them felt a little dizzy. Slow down, Leng Baihu could not believe what was happening in front of them. Even Xiao Ling’er found it hard to believe that he would actually use a living person to refine pills for the sake of his so-called longevity. This was simply more terrifying than the people in Diabolism. Was it really something that the people in the Xuanmen Sect had done?

At this moment, Xiao Chen’s expression did not change at all. He only focused his attention on the altar.

On the altar, Old man Zi Yi laughed coldly. Old man Qingyi let out a long sigh and lowered his head, “Junior Brother … don’t say anything else. Now that we’ve finally refined this Mortal Transformation Pill, as long as we take the pill, we can enter the Immortal Valley, find the Flower of Carefree, and live forever from now on … It’s all over, isn’t it?”

At the end of his sentence, he raised his head and looked at the junior brother in front of him motionlessly.

“Up until now, what Senior Brother is thinking in his heart is actually only Longevity. Hahahaha …”

Old man Zi Yi laughed miserably. He pointed at the blood pools around the altar and said word by word, “Over the past ten years, you tricked them into entering the Immortal Sect and tricking them into cultivating. In the end, you used them to refine this Living Pill …”

“So what!”

Suddenly, the old man dressed in red said coldly, “Mortals are dreaming of cultivating too! They are willing to come here, that is their own choice!”

“My choice, hehe …”

Old man Zi Yi laughed out loud. Chief Old man Qingyi sighed, “Will you stop arguing? Didn’t we do everything for today? Now that the Mortal Transformation Pill has been refined, as long as we take the pill, we will be able to enter the Immortal Valley … Sigh!”

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and swallowed a blood pill. However, when he swallowed it, he closed his eyes tightly. At this moment, he was clearly in great pain. After all, it was refined from the blood of countless mortals.

“Humph!”

The red-clothed old man snorted coldly and also sent the blood pill into his mouth. However, it was not like Old man Qingyi. He swallowed it in one bite without any change on his face.

Another person also took the Blood Pill. Right now, only Old man Zi Yi didn’t take the medicine. Old man Qingyi sighed and took a few steps forward. He handed the Blood Pill to him, “Junior Brother, take the medicine. Tomorrow morning, we will be able to enter the Immortal Valley. Only with long life can we reach the legendary Ten Directions Immortal Realm in the future …”

“Longevity, hehe …”

Old man Zi Yi smiled mournfully. At this moment, he took two steps back from the altar. He looked at the blood pool around him and said coldly, “If it’s a long life made of blood, then it’s fine if you don’t want it!”

After saying that, he turned around and strode out of the altar. Seeing him leave, Old man Qingyi was shocked. He stretched out his hand and said, “Junior Brother! What are you doing? Where are you going … Come back!”

Old man Zi Yi stopped and turned his head slightly. At this moment, his gaze was resolute and resolute. He said coldly, “The Dao is different, not conspiracy. The friendship between fellow disciples in this life is over. Three senior brothers, take care of yourself in the future.” With that, he strode out of the altar.

“Junior Brother … come back!”

Old man Qingyi shouted forcefully. However, Old man Zi Yi still insisted on not turning around. In the end, Old man Qingyi shook his head and sighed. He closed his eyes with an indescribable expression of pain on his face.

“Ah!”

Just as he closed his eyes and sighed, a miserable scream suddenly came from the altar. Hearing that, Old man Qingyi immediately opened his eyes. He saw that a blood-colored flying sword had already been inserted into Old man Zi Yi’s body. He was lying in a pool of blood, and his body was covered in blood. The person who sent the sword was actually the old man in red standing beside him.

“Junior Brother … what are you doing!”

Old man Qingyi’s eyes were filled with disbelief. The red-clothed old man was both shocked and furious, but his eyes were cold from beginning to end. He looked at Old man Zi Yi, who had fallen on the altar, and said coldly, “He knows too much. If he went out like this, not to mention letting the Sect Master know what would happen. If the people outside know that you and I are refining’living pills’ with mortals here, I’m afraid the entire world won’t be able to accommodate you and me …”

Hearing him say this, the anger on Old man Qingyi’s face slowly disappeared. He then looked at Old man Zi Yi, who was lying on the ground, and an indescribable pain slowly appeared in his eyes.

“Humph!”

The red-clothed old man snorted coldly and walked towards the altar. The murderous aura on his body grew heavier and heavier, “It’s fine that you didn’t do anything these past few years. Now that the Mortal Transformation Pill has been delivered to your mouth, you still don’t know what’s good for you. You’re courting death yourself …”

“Uh, you … you …”

Old man Zi Yi’s mouth was full of blood. He wanted to use his strength, but he was suppressed by the blood-red flying sword on his body. Obviously, the flying sword was extremely powerful, and he was also heavily injured. It was impossible for him to be the opponent of the red-clothed old man anymore.

“Since you don’t want to accept this mouth-to-mouth long life, then die!”

The red-robed old man’s eyes were filled with killing intent as he fiercely circulated all of his strength. He slapped Old man Zi Yi’s head with his palm, and with a “bang”, the latter’s seven orifices immediately bled and he immediately lost his breath.

“Junior Brother …”

On the altar, Old man Qingyi’s entire body trembled, and his face turned extremely pale. The bright red blood pill in his hand also rolled down the altar, rolling all the way to Old man Zi Yi’s corpse.

The red-clothed old man stretched out his hand and put the flying sword into his sleeve. He turned around and looked at the two people on the altar, saying, “I’ve dealt with this person. Now that no one in the world knows about our refinement of the Living Pill, Senior Brother can rest easy and enjoy this long life …”

“Sigh …”

Old man Qingyi let out a long sigh and didn’t want to take another look. He flew out of the altar with his feet and the person behind him immediately followed.

“Hmph.”

The red-clothed old man coldly snorted as he watched the direction the two of them left. Then, he transformed into a streak of light and flew up. The disciples that were already under Fu Yan’s control also followed. The entire altar became deathly quiet.

At this moment, on the hillside, Xiao Chen held Xiao Ling’er from behind, his right hand firmly covering her mouth. He waited until the auras of the three people completely disappeared before slowly letting go of her.

Old man Zi Yi almost cried out when he saw the red-clothed old man kill Xiao Ling’er. Fortunately, Xiao Chen covered her mouth from behind in time. Otherwise, if the three of them found out about them, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this moment, Xiao Ling’er’s eyes were still red, and his face was slightly pale. His body was trembling slightly. As for Leng Baihu, he seemed to be frightened. He looked down motionlessly. At this moment, there was only one voice in his mind: This was the Cultivation World, the cruel, bloody, and real Cultivation World …

After a long time, the bloody light in the sky gradually dissipated. Moon was still Moon, but Leng Baihu was no longer the same Leng Baihu as before.

“None, Brother Wu Chen …”

He turned around with a pale face and muttered to himself, “They, they actually use mortals to refine pills …”

At this point, he raised his head and looked at Xiao Chen, whose face had never changed, and said, “They are so cruel … Why is Brother Wu Chen not surprised at all?”

“What you saw tonight is the cruel side of the cultivation world. In that case, do you still want to cultivate?”

Xiao Chen looked at him quietly and didn’t move. At this moment, his mind was filled with memories of his once young self.

At that time, he really hoped that he could go to Xuanqing Sect to cultivate, not for any other reason, just to defeat Prince Zhao’s grandson, only for the sake of one day being able to bring Niang further away …

However, he had never thought that this cultivation path was actually paved with fresh blood.

The night became quiet again. Xiao Chen took a deep breath and no longer recalled the past. He said to Leng Baihu, “You look at her from above. I’ll go down and see if that person is still breathing.”

“Brother Wu Chen …”

“Big brother …”

Just as he was about to fly towards the altar below the mountain, Leng Baihu and Xiao Ling’er reached out to grab him at the same time. It seemed that regardless of whether he had cultivation or not, the two people behind him could feel at ease with him, especially after seeing that terrifying scene just now.