320: Chapter 150 Hundred Peaks People, Hundred Peaks Soul_1 320: Chapter 150 Hundred Peaks People, Hundred Peaks Soul_1 In the center of the small town, streaks of crimson blood flowed, entering the underground Great Formation.
The Great Formation surged, shaking the entire town.
The blood gathered into a long river of red, like a scarlet dragon soaring through the town.
It was merely the convergence of the townspeople’s blood, yet the entire town seemed enshrouded in a mist of blood.
A nauseating, rich stench of blood permeated the surroundings.
“Quick, take off.”
Lan Pili looked at the eerie and terrifying scene before him and urged everyone to leave the ground repeatedly.
Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Hundred Peaks Sect immediately took to the skies on their flying swords, soaring straight into the high altitude.
Just as everyone took to the air, the Blood River below erupted like a tsunami, churning furiously.
Lan Pili flew upward with a grave expression, “Demonic Beasts, the demonic beast is about to emerge.”
In the center of the Blood River, columns of blood seemed to break through to the sky, reaching upward as if they would pierce the heavens.
Even though everyone had risen into the air, the soaring crimson blood almost reached them.
As the skyward blood fell back down, a raw and bloodthirsty aura of brutality suddenly emerged under the disciples’ feet.
A huge blood demon figure materialized within the Blood River.
It had a body the color of blood, resembling a giant frog, towering over thirty feet tall.
Its head tapered from thin to thick, forming a conical shape, with four bizarre and long tentacles growing from the top, each tipped with a massive claw.
Where its nose should be, there grew a clump of short, pinkish tendrils.
A torrents of ferocious energy burst forth from it, terrifying to behold.
“What kind of demonic beast is this?”
High in the sky, not a single person recognized what this demonic beast was!
No sooner had the crimson demonic beast appeared than it stretched out its four tentacles.
In an instant, the air around each tentacle began to swirl rapidly, forming whirlwinds.
A powerful suction force spread in all directions.
In no time, every living creature in the town—birds, fish from the ponds, livestock, guard dogs—was swept up toward the blood-colored beast.
With just a few breaths’ time, all these animals burst apart, their blood flowing directly into the body of the demonic beast.
In an instant, the ferocity of the crimson beast intensified even further.
Above, everyone felt a strong pull, as if an invisible giant hand was dragging them downward.
Chang Tiance and the other disciples of Hundred Peaks Sect immediately activated their mana, struggling to ascend.
However, several disciples with weaker cultivation bases were still pulled downwards.
Cao Zhen frantically channelled his mana into the Heretical Golden Core.
In an instant, the Heretical Golden Core began to grow rapidly, soon becoming as huge as a ship.
The Heretical Golden Core fell suddenly, catching the falling disciples.
After a rotation, all of the Hundred Peaks Sect disciples landed atop the Heretical Golden Core.
Before the rescued could even relax, the blood-colored demon below suddenly raised its head and let out a terrifying roar that shook everyone to the core.
It flung its arm towards the heavens, and instantly countless streaks of blood shot out towards Cao Zhen and the others, as if to shatter the Heretical Golden Core.
“Great Thunderfall Technique!” Lan Pili finally snapped out of it, standing atop the gigantic Heretical Golden Core, fully unleashing his battle power, executing his most powerful strike.
In an instant, a deafening boom resounded across the sky as if the heavens themselves had split apart.
The next moment, a streak of blue lightning descended from the sky, striking the blood-colored brilliance that resembled the Blood River.
The river of blood visibly diminished, but only by a small segment, not even one-third.
Meanwhile, the blue lightning completely dissipated.
The relentless torrent of the blood river continued its upward assault.
“How is this possible!”
Lan Pili’s entire being revealed a look of shock.
The name Lightning Peak derived from this Great Thunderfall Technique.
Though currently Lightning Peak was only among the lower ten peaks of the Hundred Peaks Sect.
However, there was a time when Lightning Peak was one of the Upper Fifty Peaks, and the Great Thunderfall Technique was the peak’s mightiest Divine Skill.
Yet now, his strike of the Great Thunderfall Technique could not completely obliterate the Blood River!
He may not have condensed a Golden Core, but he was a presence of nine Core Formation stages!
The masters of the lower peaks were not particularly strong, and several were only at the Immortal Bridge Period.
But he was an exception.
During the last Hundred Peaks competition, he was young and his cultivation was not high, which is why Lightning Peak’s ranking was not prominent.
Every Peak Master in the Hundred Peaks Sect had one chance to enter the Hidden Dragon Observatory.
After the last Hundred Peaks competition, he entered the Observatory and cultivated for a long time.
Returning after many years, he had reached the ninth stage of Core Formation.
He had thought that with his cultivation, he could significantly raise Lightning Peak’s ranking in the next competition.
Yet, this competition met with the arrival of the Qiankun small epoch, and the Peak Master contest was cancelled.
His disciples were not strong in their cultivation, and they remained among the lower ten peaks.
Although Lightning Peak was a lower peak, his cultivation was by no means fitting for a Peak Master of the lower ten peaks.