Chapter 398: Chapter 111: Me? I’m Here to Kill

Lin Chen appeared on the streets of the marketplace in Yanlai City.

His heart slightly stirred, and his Divine Sense surged in all directions like the tide.

Soon, he captured the location of the so-called Blood Field.

Lin Chen transformed into an Escape Light, heading toward the Blood Field.

In just a short span of over ten miles, Lin Chen saw mortal houses set ablaze.

He saw the decaying corpses of mortals and cultivators in the dark alleys.

He also witnessed the rampant looting and destruction by large groups of cultivators.

In the vast city of Yanlai, there was no trace of order left.

A moment later, Lin Chen arrived at the so-called Blood Field.

This place was actually the Imperial Palace of the Yanlai Royal Family.

The originally spacious Royal Plaza had become dilapidated.

A massive array shrouded an area of ten miles around.

Lin Chen stepped forward slowly, reaching out to touch the array on the plaza.

The next second, Lin Chen smoothly entered it.

How could a mere array block Lin Chen, who was in the mid-stage of Nascent Soul?

After successfully entering the array, Lin Chen swept his Divine Sense over the area, seeing everything within ten miles clearly.

Hundreds of lives were engaged in a fierce battle within the plaza at this moment.

Qi Refining Cultivators, Foundation Establishment Cultivators... mortals...

Within this array, it seemed they had to kill the enemy before them.

Only in this way could the last survivor among them possibly live on.

All of this was like nurturing gu...

Meanwhile, with each death of a life.

Pure energy would be gathered and ultimately absorbed by this array.

"So this is the Blood Field... let cultivators and mortals fight each other to ultimately obtain the Blood Pills they desire?"

"So, this is actually a massive Gu Field..."

Lin Chen’s gaze swept over, finally settling outside the Gu Field.

His eyes pierced through the array, seeing the scene in the enormous imperial palace beyond the plaza.

At this moment, it seemed a grand banquet was being held in that palace.

Countless fine wines and Spiritual Food were laid out on the table.

Over a hundred beautiful maidservants danced in light clothing.

In that grand palace hall, hundreds of cultivators were smiling, enjoying it all.

It seemed, to them, the slaughter in the Blood Field.

The tragic scenes in Yanlai City, they were entirely oblivious...

No, they knew.

Thus, they were welcoming the impending arrival of the so-called Demon Sect.

Lin Chen slowly walked into this grand palace hall.

No one noticed.

He found a seat at the front, picked up a cup of wine from the table, and took a sip.

At this time, the atmosphere in the grand palace hall was lively.

"Taoist Friend Meng, those who recognize the times are true heroes!"

"Look at the beauties and fine wines in this palace, inexhaustible resources..."

On the throne, an old man with white hair and beard couldn’t contain his joy.

Raising his glass, he drank it all in one gulp.

"Haha, Emperor Yan is right... with the Patriarch overseeing things, the Nether Realm will surely unify Qing State!"

The speaker was Patriarch Meng, who Lin Chen had met before.

"Haha, someone, continue the music and continue the dance!"

Emperor Yan still had a broad smile on his face.

After a few drinks, he said to a black-clothed cultivator sitting below:

"Protector Lord, about the promise you made earlier..."

This Black-clothed Guardian was also enjoying himself, having a few cups of fine wine, a beautiful woman in his arms, wantonly fondling her.

Once he was comfortably served, he nodded and smiled:

"Rest assured, Taoist Friend Yan. When the Patriarch unifies the Eastern Domain of Qing State and subdues the Yanlai Realm... you’ll still be King Yan."

"Your enfeoffment here won’t change for a thousand years!"

"With the Patriarch’s backing and countless resources to enjoy, isn’t that wonderful?"

Hearing the Protector’s words, Emperor Yan was even more delighted, lifting his cup:

"Haha, Protector Lord... let me toast you once more."

After a few cups, the Black-clothed Guardian reminded again:

"By the way, Taoist Friend Yan, don’t forget the main matter."

"These Blood Pills... how many have been gathered?"

Hearing this, Emperor Yan gave a mysterious smile, then took out a jade box and handed it over.

The Black-clothed Guardian accepted the jade box, seeing several dozen smooth, red pills inside.

"Haha, Taoist Friend Yan truly spared no expense!"

"With these thirty-six Blood Pills, the Patriarch will surely be delighted!"

As he spoke, the Black-clothed Guardian prepared to put away the Blood Pills.

Suddenly, the jade box in his hand disappeared.

The Black-clothed Guardian’s eyes widened, looking around in confusion.

At this moment, a voice asked:

"These Blood Pills, are they really so miraculous?"

"I’ve heard that even a Nascent Soul Cultivator taking them can greatly increase their cultivation!"

Upon hearing this, the Black-clothed Guardian instinctively replied:

"Of course! This is the Patriarch’s Secret Medicine..."

However, midway through speaking, he suddenly widened his eyes, looking at Lin Chen sitting below.

He scrutinized Lin Chen carefully, then looked at the jade box in Lin Chen’s hand.

Seeing Lin Chen counting the Blood Pills in the box...

The Black-clothed Guardian was momentarily stunned.

"Who, who are you? Why haven’t I seen you before?"

The Black-clothed Guardian looked up at Emperor Yan.

Emperor Yan, tipsy, asked:

"Protector Lord, isn’t he the one you brought? I’ve seen him drinking by your side for quite some time..."

Upon hearing this, the Black-clothed Guardian was startled, sobering up quite a bit.

Seeing this, Emperor Yan also instantly reacted.

"You... who are you?"

Lin Chen counted the Blood Pills one by one.

Behind these thirty-six Blood Pills were the souls of a hundred thousand mortals, and thousands of cultivators in Yanlai City...

Lin Chen put away the jade box, raising his eyes to look around.

"Me? I am here to kill."

Having said that, Lin Chen flipped the low table in front of him into the air.

Wine spilled, slipping through the air.

Countless droplets transformed into continuous strings of beads, falling toward the hall.

In an instant, it was as if a rain of wine was falling.

Faintly mysterious patterns shimmered on the wine, landing on the foreheads of the still intoxicated cultivators.

Bang!

A burst of blood flowers exploded on the foreheads of the cultivators, splattering everywhere.

A red mark appeared on the forehead of each Foundation Establishment Cultivator, their gaze hollowing, breath dissipating.

In a blink, three hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators, each had such a blood mark on their forehead.

A single cup of wine had killed three hundred Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

This was none other than the intricate control of True Essence by a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

After the complete disappearance of hundreds of cultivators, most of the survivors in the hall were dead.

Aside from the hundred remaining dancing girls, fewer than ten Golden Core Cultivators were left alive.

"Who, who exactly are you?"

Emperor Yan’s eyes were filled with terror and anger.

"Shh~"

Lin Chen gestured for silence, signaling the dancers not to be afraid.

He then pointed to the hall’s entrance, and the dancers fled in terror.

A few dozen breaths later, fewer than ten people remained in the hall.

Lin Chen took another sip of wine and curiously asked:

"Emperor Yan, these thirty-six Blood Pills... were refined from your own people..."

"Those hundred thousand mortals, they were all your subjects of Yan Country, how could you bear it?"

Hearing this, Emperor Yan furrowed his brow tightly but still said:

"I don’t care who you are... but with the Black-clothed Guardian here, how dare you be so presumptuous?"