Chapter 737: Prodigies Become Sacrificial Offerings, Brothers Become Food

Chapter 737 -190: Prodigies Become Sacrificial Offerings, Brothers Become Food

Wang Yiyi’s gaze was intense as she asked in a low voice, “You’re from the Four Symbols Palace. We have no connection with you, so why did you help us?”

As if expecting the question, Su Wenqin stowed her longbow. She gave a rather flirtatious smile, though it was tinged with a hint of resignation and cunning. “Why must you two be so guarded? The Four Symbols Palace has a small foundation; we can’t afford to offend Prince Zhennan’s Mansion and the Wang Family simultaneously…”

“Besides, with things as they are, if I hadn’t helped you and Sword Traceless had emerged victorious, knowing his temperament, he probably wouldn’t have spared me, the one waiting in the wings.”

At this, Su Wenqin’s tone shifted, becoming more earnest. “In truth, while I did help you both gravely injure a powerful enemy today, I had my own selfish motives…”

“I hope that when you two meet Lord Chu, you can put in a good word for me and clear up our prior misunderstanding.”

‘She wants us to put in a good word for her to Chu Fan?’ Hearing this, Lin Xiao’s expression turned strange, and he instinctively glanced at Wang Yiyi beside him.

Wang Yiyi, however, remained expressionless as she seized on the key piece of information. “You’ve already met Chu Fan? And it seems… you got on his bad side?”

“Ah, what rotten luck. I ran into him right after entering the Secret Realm,” Su Wenqin said with a sigh. “He was in a life-or-death battle with Ah Linglong of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, and I shot an arrow at Lord Chu…”

“After that, he brutally beat Ah Linglong from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect to death, and then he came after me!”

“What?!”

“Chu Fan beat Ah Linglong to death?!”

Wang Yiyi and Lin Xiao were profoundly shaken.

They had already conducted detailed intelligence analysis on the top experts from every major power.

The sheer terror of Ah Linglong’s power was staggering.

She could use a Secret Technique to simultaneously control thirteen Exotic Beasts that possessed the bloodline of Ancient Fierce Beasts!

In the danger assessments and kill lists compiled by the various prodigies, Ah Linglong was rated as an even trickier opponent than Sword Traceless, with his transcendent Swordsmanship!

After all, no matter how strong Sword Traceless was, he was still just one man with one sword.

Just moments ago, the three of them combined had nearly slain him on the spot.

But Ah Linglong was different. She had thirteen Fierce Beasts with her, each comparable to the peak of the Bright Heart Realm. If she was given a chance to create distance, it was like facing a siege by fourteen peak Bright Heart Realm masters simultaneously!

Who could possibly withstand such a bestial tide?

‘And Chu Fan, all on his own, had taken such a terrifying existence and… beaten her to death?’

‘That guy…’

‘No wonder he dared to claim he was “invincible below the Ruyi Realm”!’

‘No wonder Prince Zhennan and the Demon Suppression Commander told everyone to coordinate with his actions!’

‘He’s truly ruthless…’ ℴℴ𝘮

‘Killing Ah Linglong the moment he entered the Secret Realm!’

Seemingly sensing their shock and seeing that her objective was achieved, Su Wenqin decided not to linger.

Before Wang Yiyi or Lin Xiao could respond, her body began to turn transparent, like mist dissolving into the air.

“I’ve delivered my message, and I still have opportunities to seek, so I won’t trouble you two any longer. Don’t forget our little agreement…”

Her voice was still echoing in the air, but she herself had vanished without a trace, leaving only the faint scent of her perfume.

Lin Xiao’s brow furrowed. He instantly swept the surroundings with his Divine Sense but found nothing.

He turned to Wang Yiyi and transmitted via Divine Sense, “We’re just letting her leave? That woman is also a member of the Moon Worship Sect…”

Wang Yiyi retracted her gaze and replied with her own Divine Sense transmission, her tone heavy. “That woman is extremely cautious; she established a great distance from us from the very beginning… For an archer so skilled in concealment and long-range attacks, if she wants to flee, it would be nearly impossible for us to catch her in this complex terrain.”

“Let’s just keep moving forward…”

“Everyone has their eyes on Burial Immortal Valley. We’re bound to meet again sooner or later.”

…

Within the Profound Origin Secret Realm, there was no day or night.

The sky was an eternal, oppressive dark red, like a congealed clot of blood.

A little over an hour after Wang Yiyi’s group had severely wounded Sword Traceless.

Deep within a grim, damp Wilderness Jungle of towering ancient trees, the air was thick with the stench of rot and blood.

At this very moment, an even more brutal betrayal was unfolding.

Zhang Tianyu’s face was as cold and remote as an ice sculpture, his usual gentle and refined demeanor completely gone.

His pale, almost morbidly so, right hand was shaped into a claw, clamped tightly onto his cousin Zhang Tianhao’s skull!

“Guh… Gaaah…”

At this moment, Zhang Tianhao no longer looked human.

His entire body was shrouded in a strange, thick black mist. His once-sturdy frame convulsed unceasingly, and his bloodshot eyes bulged with disbelief and bone-deep hatred.

He struggled to lift his head, staring fixedly at the familiar yet strange face before him. “E-Elder… Brother… W-Why…”

His voice was hoarse and ragged, like air being forced through broken bellows, and it was filled with despair.

Zhang Tianyu said nothing. Deep within his indifferent eyes, an almost imperceptible flicker of pain seemed to flash, but it vanished in an instant, concealed once more.

He did not speak, but an ancient, sinister voice, as if from the depths of Nine Nether Hell, emanated from his body: “Hao’er, do not blame your elder brother.”

“Everything is for the sake of the Zhang Family.”

“Your sacrifice is for the glory of our family.”

Hearing this voice, Zhang Tianhao’s violently trembling body suddenly went rigid, the terror in his eyes eclipsing his hatred. “An… Ancestor… It’s you?!”

This was the Zhang Family Ancestor he respected most!

‘Why…’

“AAAAAH—!”

The next moment, his shrill screams were swallowed by the black mist.

Zhang Tianhao’s body began to wither and shrivel at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The dense Primordial Qi he had spent years painstakingly cultivating, along with the terrifying Pollution Power being drawn out of him, was now surging like a river that had burst its dam, flooding frantically into Zhang Tianyu’s body through the crown of his head!

It was an indescribable, gluttonous feast.

Any other cultivator would be terrified by the mere sight of “Pollution Power” and would keep a wide berth.

Yet this Zhang Family Ancestor, using Zhang Tianyu’s body as a vessel, was frantically siphoning the “Pollution Power” from Zhang Tianhao!