237: Blood Slaughter Hall Master
"Hiss, you mean this Qingtian Sect has more than a dozen Great Emperors, and those five black-robed Great Emperors were killed by the Qingtian Sect?"
After listening to the youth's narration, the Red-Robed Middle-aged Man's face showed a look of shock.
He had always thought that Tu Wu and the others were discovered by powerful cultivators from Advanced Continents and were then besieged and killed.
He never expected that they were actually wiped out by a local School on the Canglan Continent.
One must know that there are not many forces in the entire starry sky that possess more than a dozen Great Emperors. He never thought that the Canglan Continent, a place that didn't seem like much, would actually have such a powerful Sect, which truly startled him.
"That's right, big brother, those five black-robed men were indeed annihilated by the Qingtian Sect. Many people witnessed this, so there's no mistake." Seeing the Red-Robed Middle-aged Man's particular concern for the lives of the five Blood Slaughter Hall members, the youth nodded and replied affirmatively.
"Hehe, thank you, little brother, for the information. We'll meet again." After receiving confirmation from the youth, the Red-Robed Middle-aged Man cupped his fists and thanked him.
Then he went to a hidden spot, directly soared into the sky, and headed towards the starry sky, preparing to return to the Blood Slaughter Hall to bring back this news.
After all, the Qingtian Sect possessed more than a dozen Peak Great Emperors and could even kill Tu Wu and the others, who were Peak Great Emperors that had absorbed immortal crystals.
Such strength was no longer inferior to the Blood Slaughter Hall, so how to handle this matter still needed to be decided by their Hall Revered Master.
In a desolate asteroid field in the starry sky.
The Red-Robed Middle-aged Man took out a blood slaughter token, opened the gate leading to the Blood Slaughter Hall, and then walked in.
Their Blood Slaughter Hall drifted in the void, and without the guidance of the blood slaughter token, no one could find its entrance.
Inside a luxurious grand hall in the center of the Blood Slaughter Hall city.
The Red-Robed Middle-aged Man bowed to a black-robed, gloomy-looking youth on the main seat and reported, "Reporting, Hall Revered Master, the matter of Tu Wu and the others' demise has been investigated. They perished on that continent while carrying out a mission with that employer."
After the Red-Robed Middle-aged Man finished speaking, he recounted the situation of the Qingtian Sect to the Blood Slaughter Hall Master.
"Oh, this Qingtian Sect actually possesses such strength?"
The Blood Slaughter Hall Master's expression showed some surprise upon hearing this.
All the powerful forces on all continents in the starry sky were recorded by his Blood Slaughter Hall, and he had never heard of a Sect called Qingtian Sect.
"Yes, Hall Revered Master, I'm afraid we cannot avenge Tu Wu and the others." The Red-Robed Middle-aged Man bowed and replied.
"Hmph, my Blood Slaughter Hall has been besieged by those so-called righteous Sects for too long."
"If we don't avenge such a great grudge, who will dare to trade with my Blood Slaughter Hall in the future? Where will the prestige of our Blood Slaughter Hall be?"
Hearing the Red-Robed Middle-aged Man's words, the Blood Slaughter Hall Master sternly shouted.
Avenging Tu Wu and the others was secondary; the reputation of their Blood Slaughter Hall was paramount.
If they didn't go and destroy the Qingtian Sect, both the people within the Blood Slaughter Hall and outside of it would think that the Blood Slaughter Hall had declined.
In that case, no one would dare to trade with the Blood Slaughter Hall again, and the situation of the people within the Blood Slaughter Hall would become increasingly difficult.
Therefore, whether or not to destroy the Qingtian Sect concerned the survival of the Blood Slaughter Hall.
"Hall Revered Master, that Qingtian Sect alone has more than a dozen Peak Great Emperors, and the number of immortal crystals they've absorbed should be no less than ours."
"We have lost Tu Wu and the others, and in terms of the number of Great Emperors, we are already inferior to the Qingtian Sect. How can we seek revenge?"
The Red-Robed Middle-aged Man cupped his fists towards the Blood Slaughter Hall Master, explaining the pros and cons.
Although their Blood Slaughter Hall, including the Hall Revered Master, now had nine Peak Great Emperors, they might not have an advantage compared to the Qingtian Sect. Seeking revenge would only put the Blood Slaughter Hall members in danger.
After all, if both sides fought to a stalemate and were discovered by powerful cultivators from other continents, then their Blood Slaughter Hall could be completely annihilated.
"Hehe, is this Hall Revered Master such a reckless person?"
The Blood Slaughter Hall Master looked at the Red-Robed Middle-aged Man with a cruel smile, "Since this Hall Revered Master said he wants revenge, then I have absolute confidence."
With that, the Blood Slaughter Hall Master cut open a spatial rift in the main hall, and then summoned out an old man with tightly closed eyes, dressed in a blood-red robe.
As soon as this old man appeared, a terrifying Aura burst forth from him, causing the entire Blood Slaughter Hall to tremble.
"Hiss, this... this is Old Ancestor?"
Watching the old man in the blood-red robe appear, the Red-Robed Middle-aged Man stepped back a few paces in horror, letting out a shocked sound.
This old man was the founder of their Blood Slaughter Hall and the current Blood Slaughter Hall Master's Revered Master.
However, several thousand years ago, the Blood Slaughter Hall Master had announced that he had been besieged and killed by several powerful cultivators who had absorbed hundreds of immortal crystals.
He never expected that he would appear here today completely unharmed, which was truly inconceivable.
"Hehe, Fourth Protector, there's no need to panic. This is just my Revered Master's Physical Body. His Soul has long since disappeared, leaving only a trace of residual consciousness which I refined into a blood puppet."
Seeing the Red-Robed Middle-aged Man scared out of his wits.
The Blood Slaughter Hall Master walked to the side of the old man in the blood-red robe with a strange smile and murmured, "Revered Master, our Blood Slaughter Hall has now declined to an unrecognizable state. Your disciple was forced to invite you out."
When his Revered Master was still alive, the Blood Slaughter Hall stood openly, directly possessing a continent in the starry sky as its base.
It was only after those powerful forces in the starry sky united and severely wounded his Revered Master, leaving him on the verge of death, that the Blood Slaughter Hall went from being open to hiding like rats crossing the street.
Now, in order to restore the Blood Slaughter Hall's reputation, he had no choice but to use his Revered Master.
Although his Revered Master was now just a Physical Body Puppet, he was still much stronger than those Peak Great Emperors who had absorbed fifty or sixty immortal crystals.
Therefore, with his Revered Master added to their strength, the Qingtian Sect would surely be destroyed.
"blood puppet?"
The Red-Robed Middle-aged Man looked at the Blood Slaughter Hall Master, somewhat secretly clicking his tongue.
A blood puppet could only be successfully refined when the person still had at least one breath left.
He couldn't imagine what the Blood Slaughter Hall Master had done while his Revered Master was still alive.
Of course, as a member of the Blood Slaughter Hall, such a thing was not considered much. After all, they even dared to kill their own parents, let alone their Revered Master.
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