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Chapter 1072 Evil Spirit

"Really, Master?"

Wang Qingci looked at Song Yu in surprise. After Song Yu's training, she would definitely make rapid progress and would not feel so useless. She also did not want to hide behind Song Yu no matter what happened.

As a maid, she should share the worries of her master. This is her job.

"Of course it's true."

"Of course it's true." Song Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile. His voice was low and gentle, as if it contained a kind of magic that people could not easily refuse.

Looking up at Hong Ming, Song Yu said calmly, "Next, you need to prepare a good room for my maid to live in!"

"Senior, don't worry!"

Hongming did not dare to be careless, and immediately retreated, and then went directly to prepare the best room.

And at the same time.

Inside the Mie Tian Sect branch!

In the backyard, in a forbidden cellar, it was dark and filled with a strange atmosphere.

Deep in the cellar, an old man exuding an extremely evil aura was sitting quietly on a worn stone bench. His body was trembling slightly, as if he was enduring some great pain.

Suddenly, the old man slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes were full of evil and greed, which made people shudder.

In front of him, dozens of naked women were lying in a mess. Their bodies had become shriveled and lifeless, and it was obvious that the old man had sucked away their vitality.

The old man looked at these women indifferently, without any sympathy. He waved his sleeves, and the bodies of the women instantly dissipated like smoke, as if they had never existed.

At this moment, a slight spatial fluctuation suddenly came from the cellar. Then, four quasi-saint-level men in black appeared here out of thin air.

The four men in black were wrapped in black robes, with only a pair of eyes showing. Their expressions were dull and lifeless, and they exuded a special kind of dead silence, which made people feel very strange.

"Greetings, master!" the four men in black said in unison, their voices cold and emotionless.

The old man nodded slightly, motioning them to stand up. His eyes fell on the four men in black, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Well, you guys came just in time." The old man said slowly, "I am not far from the peak of sainthood, so from now on, I don't need to stay here any longer!"

There was an irrepressible excitement and confidence in his voice.

More than 20 years ago, he was still a ball of flesh, without any power. However, after years of training and devouring, he now has a great reputation and has become a being feared by everyone.

Among them, there was one person who played a crucial role, that was Sima Quede.

If Sima Quede hadn't found a large number of powerful humans for him, he wouldn't have been able to improve so quickly. You know, as a special creature, he doesn't need to practice step by step like ordinary practitioners, but has a unique way of improvement - devouring.

As long as he could devour a large number of powerful humans, he could directly seize their realm and transform it into his own strength, thus achieving the goal of rapid improvement. This ability made him like a fish in water on the road of cultivation, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

However, creatures like him are not isolated cases. They can be seen everywhere in the entire Netherworld. Although there are many of these creatures, their cultivation limit is limited to the Supreme Realm. Although they cannot reach the peak of the entire Netherworld, they are still an extremely terrifying race. Their powerful strength and unique abilities make few people dare to provoke them easily.

At this moment, a subordinate beside him suddenly cried out in surprise: "Master, his breath seems to have disappeared! It's as if he disappeared out of thin air!"

The old man frowned upon hearing this, with a puzzled look on his face: "Huh? Sima Quede disappeared?"

"Yes, Master, it's as if he has...completely disappeared from this world! The mark I secretly placed in his body also seems to have been erased."

The four black-clothed men in front of him were all in the early stage of quasi-saints, and were also some special kind of evil spirits. The purpose of their existence was to help the old man, so that he could absorb enough power. When the old man's realm reached the great emperor stage, they would also directly contribute their own power for the old man to absorb, so that he could break through to the supreme realm.

"Erasing my food silently..." The old man couldn't help but frown slightly, thinking to himself: "I didn't expect that a saint would come! This is really beyond my expectation."

He originally planned to completely devour Red Cloud City and take it for himself, but now it seems that this plan may have to be postponed. However, the old man was not frustrated by this, but quickly came up with a new strategy.

"How about this," the old man instructed the black-clothed man beside him, "Send people to destroy the Tianzong's main sect and spread the news of Sima Quede's death. I believe that since they have lost a quasi-saint, they will definitely send people to investigate. By then, Hongyun City will inevitably fall into chaos, and I can take this opportunity to slowly devour the entire Hongyun City."

A sly light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he continued, "After I devour Red Cloud City, my cultivation should be able to reach the Saint realm! By then, no matter who it is, no one will be able to escape from my hands!"

Before he finished speaking, a flash of red suddenly appeared on the old man's face, which was a manifestation of his inner excitement.

"Yes." The man in black replied respectfully, and then disappeared from the spot in an instant like a ghost...

In the meantime!

Inside the city lord's palace.

"There are not many guards in your City Lord's Mansion." Song Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a subtle smile. His eyes fell on Hong Ming without any concealment. He was also quite curious about the City Lord in front of him.

Seeing this, Hong Ming smiled bitterly. He shook his head helplessly and explained, "Don't laugh at me, sir. My small mansion is limited in size, so I don't need many servants. With the help of these loyal guards, my daily life can be much easier. If I had more servants, it would seem a bit redundant."

Song Yu nodded slightly, showing his understanding, but his mind was obviously not here. He suddenly changed the subject and asked in a low voice, "Just now outside, there are some things I can't talk about. I want to ask, how much do you know about the Extreme Evil Bloodline?"

Hong Ming's face changed slightly when he heard this. He stared at Song Yu and was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "Extremely evil bloodline... This is an extremely strange bloodline. From ancient times to now, no one has been able to explore the source of this bloodline!"

"In history, there was a person with extremely evil blood. He was extremely talented and could devour all the blood in the world for his own use. In order to cultivate, he even destroyed dozens of countries in a frenzy!"

"The entire country has been reduced to a dead country. All the living beings have been swallowed by him and have completely become nutrients!"

"In the end, he provoked several supreme-level forces one after another, and was besieged and killed by countless ancestors!"

"If he had only provoked a supreme power, he might still be active in the world now. Moreover, according to the description in the classics, he has only practiced for a total of three thousand years to reach this level!"

Having said that, Hong Ming's gaze involuntarily drifted towards Wang Qingci. Wang Qingsi was the only one present who possessed this bloodline, but he did not dare to make any unnecessary movements, for fear of being spotted by Song Yu!

He knew very well in his heart that once this bloodline was stimulated to the extreme, it would burst out with astonishing power, far exceeding his own strength by ten times!

However, behind this powerful force lies a huge risk. As time goes by, people with this bloodline will gradually lose their reason and eventually become an evil demon who only knows how to kill!

This is fundamentally different from other demon cultivators. Although the demon cultivators' cultivation system is different from that of righteous cultivators and their methods may be a little cruel, they have not lost their intelligence and still have their own emotions. It's just that in comparison, their emotions are relatively weak and their ability to express emotions is slightly inferior.

Of course, the probability of a cultivator becoming possessed by a demon during the practice is indeed higher, which also causes many cultivators to lose their sanity after becoming possessed by a demon and become the object of everyone's scorn.

When Song Yu sorted out all of this, his gaze fell on Wang Qingci who was practicing nearby, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"This bloodline definitely has its source. As long as we can find this source and eliminate it, perhaps we can completely solve the problem. However, before that, I still need to make use of this bloodline."

After some observation and research, Song Yu was surprised to find that the blood in Wang Qingci's body was not natural, but was artificially transplanted later. As for who did it, he still didn't know.

Without any hesitation, Song Yu walked directly to Wang Qingci who was practicing. Ordinary people might not be able to detect the clues, but Song Yu, with his keen insight, saw the problem at a glance.

Although Wang Qingci seemed to be concentrating on her cultivation, in fact, the spiritual energy she cultivated was not absorbed by herself, but instead flowed directly into the blood in her body. This discovery made Song Yu immediately realize that something was wrong!

"I don't care who you are, if you dare to attack someone close to me, I will never forgive you!"

Song Yu cursed in his heart, and at the same time he was determined to solve this mystery.

Song Yu grabbed Wang Qingci's hand and forcibly interrupted Wang Qingci's practice. A green light flashed in Wang Qingci's eyes, but it was quickly covered up.

"Master, you..."

Wang Qingci was slightly stunned and looked at Song Yu in surprise.