Chapter 49: The Bloodthirsty Sect

Seeing Liang Chuan lingering without any reaction, everyone pulled their triggers with all their might.

However, the bullets that had always pierced through everything seemed to lose all effect at this moment.

"Is he scared out of his wits?"

Huang Lian watched Liang Chuan standing foolishly in place, accelerating his pace.

He had expected this fellow to put up some struggle, but it seemed he had accepted his fate!

As long as Liang Chuan was captured by him, the other Foundation Establishment cultivators would inevitably have no choice but to surrender obediently.

A beast-like, blood-colored claw condensed on his right hand, and he lunged fiercely toward Liang Chuan.

Yet right at that moment, he suddenly noticed that Liang Chuan's expression had changed.

There was no fear; instead, the corners of his mouth curled upward.

Because of this very gesture, his inner fury ignited, and the claw originally reaching for Liang Chuan suddenly transformed into a sharp spike.

His entire body turned into a blur, and in a fraction of a second, he was right in front of Liang Chuan.

Right then, he noticed Liang Chuan's lips move slightly.

Although he could not understand the words, he knew full well that this was definitely a mockery of him!

Just as the blood-colored long spike was about to pierce Liang Chuan's abdomen, Liang Chuan's figure instantly vanished from the spot.

The sudden turn of events left Huang Lian momentarily stunned.

"What is going on?!"

He even suspected that he was hallucinating, because given his speed, Liang Chuan should have been utterly incapable of escaping.

At that moment, he suddenly noticed that a yellowish object had been left behind right where Liang Chuan had been standing.

"What is this?"

Before he could even react, the yellowish object suddenly emitted a dazzling, blinding light.

Immediately afterward, roaring flames and a towering explosion directly engulfed Huang Lian.

Although Huang Lian sensed that something was amiss at the very last second and instantly cast a blood-colored barrier, this terrifying explosion vaporized the blood-colored barrier entirely!

In the eyes of the disciples, all they could see was a towering mushroom cloud and a shockwave sweeping toward them.

The disciples standing closer were even blown flying by the shockwave itself.

When they finally regained their senses, they only saw Huang Lian being blasted backward through the air, tracing an arc across the sky.

"What... what just happened?"

"Not sure, how is the sect master?"

"Why did it explode out of nowhere?"

Because Liang Chuan's speed earlier had been simply too fast, quite a number of disciples had not even registered that Liang Chuan had already vanished from his spot.

"Could it be that... Senior Brother just self-destructed?"

No one knew who uttered those words, but everyone's heart felt as though it were being tightly gripped by a massive hand.

Just then, that familiar voice came from behind them.

"I'm not dead yet."

Liang Chuan twitched the corner of his mouth. If he hadn't done that, there would have been no way to lure the enemy into the trap.

If the opponent had been a bit more cautious, attacking the other disciples first and dealing with him last, there would have been no way to break the deadlock.

Yet this fellow was far too arrogant, actually daring to charge right at him upon seeing him standing there.

"Cough, cough..."

Huang Lian clutched his already fractured left arm, dragging his shoulder against the wall as he struggled to stand up. "What on earth is this thing?!"

He frantically searched through his memories, yet could find no comparable magical artifact.

It was clearly just a tiny trinket, yet it was actually capable of threatening his Nascent Soul stage existence!

Moreover, he had never heard Zhao Wu mention that Liang Chuan possessed such a terrifying weapon.

"Technology!"

Liang Chuan calmly spat out the single word.

This was a weapon he had originally asked his daughter to procure to deal with the Yangsheng Sect, never expecting it would be put to use right here.

This was a specialized explosive crafted from a Snow Frost Cold Wolf demon core, and the spiritual stones alone cost tens of millions.

If he hadn't possessed a sufficient stockpile of cultivation techniques, he truly might not have been able to acquire such a thing.

Once caught in this blast, even if one did not die on the spot, it would be impossible to mobilize spiritual energy for a prolonged period.

For this explosive did not merely contain raw destructive force; it also carried a freezing poison that would directly paralyze the flow of spiritual energy within the meridians.

"Weren't you acting quite arrogant just a moment ago?" Liang Chuan did not approach him, instead speaking in an icy tone. "You even dared to impersonate my master—you are truly courting death!"

If it had genuinely been Huang Lian who returned, he would undoubtedly have obediently yielded the position of sect master.

Although he was now living a second life, he simultaneously retained the memories of another world and the memories of the body's original owner.

The more he learned about the former sect master, the more respect he felt for that individual, because the man had indeed brought back numerous orphans to raise.

As for the person who dared to impersonate him, Liang Chuan had only one thought: to leave him without a burial place!

"I... I actually had extenuating circumstances." Huang Lian squeezed out an ugly smile.

Yet this smile stretched across Huang Lian's mutilated face, making it look incomparably hideous and eerie.

"Extenuating circumstances indeed, and you even deliberately waited for me to descend the mountain before showing up—you've really gone to great lengths for this!"

Liang Chuan couldn't even imagine what kind of changes would have befallen the entire sect upon his return if he hadn't stayed behind and discovered Zhao Wu's actions.

Huang Lian gripped his broken arm tightly, begging with a trembling voice, "Listen to me, I am in the Nascent Soul stage, and the Yangsheng Sect is currently preparing to attack the White Sword Sect. As long as you spare my life, I am willing to serve you as a beast of burden!"

He believed that Liang Chuan could simply not refuse this condition, for the White Sword Sect's greatest enemy at present was the Yangsheng Sect.

Although he had only just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, he was vastly stronger than any Foundation Establishment or Golden Core cultivator.

Besides, as long as the other party spared him, he would inevitably find an opportunity to exact revenge!

He put on a pathetic expression and pleaded with a shaking voice, "Furthermore, I have hidden away a great many spiritual stones; spare me, and I will lead you right to them!"

Yet every action he took was utterly laughable in Liang Chuan's eyes.

"If you had simply returned to the White Sword Sect, I might have considered taking you in. But you actually dared to impersonate Master!" Liang Chuan gritted his teeth, pronouncing each word distinctly. "Besides, as a wicked cultivator, you must die!"

He would never allow such a menace to remain alive, and even if there were methods to control him, this was not the time to obtain them.

With that, he slowly raised his right hand.

The disciples also hastily raised their firearms, aiming at the wicked cultivator not far away.

"Don't do it!" Realizing his time of death was imminent, Huang Lian hurriedly blurted out his ultimate backing: "I am a member of the Bloodthirsty Cult! If anything happens to me, they will never let you off!"

Hearing this, Liang Chuan frowned slightly.

The expressions of the surrounding disciples also turned extremely grim.

For the Bloodthirsty Sect was a legendary malevolent cultivation sect.

That was...

A terrifying name etched into the history of the entire continent!!!!