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Entrance of Southern Land.

A gigantic array floated on the spirit river like a golden ribbon. Countless spells rose up and shone from its top. There was a very bright golden light. With every increase in brightness, the white mist on top of the spirit river thinned a little.

Near the spirit river, array-setting cultivators stood one or two meters apart. At first, there seemed to be a bit more than twenty of them, and their cultivation were all high. The lowest was an early stage Soul Formation cultivator. They were pooling their strengths to destroy the spirit river in front of them.

Behind these cultivators, there were countless more. They looked to be several thousands upon a rough estimate, and they took up the whole wide patch of barren land in front of the river. Some even stopped right in the air standing on their swords. They were divided into several groups of several dozen and several hundreds of people. Judging from their dressing, they all belonged to different sects. It looked as though all the high-level cultivators of Sacred Arrival Realm had come.

And the one with the greatest number was Divine Imperial Sect, who took the foremost position. They came with the most number of high-level cultivators: more than a dozen Soul Formation cultivators and five traveling immortals. All of them looked at the spirit river in front of them, their thick brows knitted tightly.

The crowd of cultivators spent more than an hour, before their joint force caused chaos in the whole spirit river. The white mist in front of them thinned more and more, and the scenery of Southern Land became clear. Finally, all the white mists dissipated, and they were prepared to rush in.

Ho ho ho ho~~~~

Suddenly, several dozen beast roars sounded at the same time. It was like many thunders coming all at once, and it caused even the ground to shake for a while. A wild wind mixed with violent auras swept towards the crowd of cultivators instantly. The leading high-level cultivators hurried to make protection arrays, keeping the disciples of their sect inside.

Only then could the people see clearly, that a large herd of demon beasts were standing at the opposite side of the river. Most of them were above eighth grade. Some were even at tenth grade. Some were as strong as a mountain, and some were actually in human shape. A rough estimate put them at several hundreds. Those beast eyes were looking at the cultivators on the opposite site, full of anger. They seemed to have waited for a long time.

Probably seeing so many high-level demon beasts for the first time, the hearts of the cultivators couldn't help but sank. These demon beasts were obviously here to stop them.

The leading traveling immortal of Divine Imperial Sect was Sun Yu. He frowned, and a slight bit of irritation flashed across his eyes. He wasn't actually concerned with their ability to deal with hundreds of high-level demon beasts. Instead, it was because the fighting would definitely waste a lot of time, and hinder the task of searching for the person.

Just when he was thinking, those demon beasts roared together once more. They parted towards the two sides, making a way. Two man, one in gray and one in white, walked out. The one in white had an immensely strong demonic aura about it, that even the Soul Formation cultivators changed their faces.

This was the twelfth-level Demon Monarch!

And the one beside him, was actually a ball… no, a man who was so fat that he looked like a ball. His figures were a little familiar. The eyes of those from Divine Imperial Sect brightened and fixed tightly on that person.

“Hui Ze!” Sun Yu called out subconsciously.

“You group of human cultivators, actually dare to invade our Southern Land and even destroy our spirit river, are you so impatient to die that you want I, the monarch, to help you go to the Underworld?” Rabbit snorted coldly, and the demonic aura of the surroundings became even stronger rus.h.i.+ng right towards the crowd.

The eyes of Sun Yu darkened. He looked at Fatty who stood beside the demon monarch, before going forward and saying, “Demon Monarch! We all didn't have the intention to provoke conflict between the two races, but you all planned with the heretical cultivator and kidnapped the sect master of our sect, hiding him here for many years. As a disciple of Divine Imperial Sect, how can we leave this matter unresolved?” After that, his look drifted towards Fatty again. A bit of greed flashed across her eyes. “Today, we cultivators have all gathered here. You had better release our sect master immediately, or don't blame us for wiping out the Southern Land!”

“I am no sect master of yours!” Fatty's face sank. He felt the two words, ‘sect master' was very disgusting. He directly started to speak, “Brother Rabbit didn't kidnap me, nor did Master! Over all those years, it was because of my special physique that you used me for blood sacrifice so many times, used my flesh and blood to increase your cultivation. Last time, if not for Master arriving in time… I would have died already in the blood array.”

After he said these words, the crowd was shocked, and all of them looked towards the ones from Divine Imperial Sect in the middle. Using flesh and blood of live people to increase cultivation. They had never heard of such a horrific affair. Could Divine Imperial Sect, the leader of immortal sects really do something like this?

“Sect master, you are inexperienced with this world, don't be deceived by those heretical cultivators.

Sun Yu showed no panic and there was no regret on his face. Instead, he wore a very concerned look. “That heretical cultivator kidnapped you for selfish reasons, that's why he used such words to deceive you. Your ancestors did a great kindness to our sect, why would we do such an evil deed? Besides… using flesh and blood for sacrifice to increase cultivation, this is simply absurd. How is there anything so bizarre like this in the world?”

Indeed, however great a cultivator in this world, he only had a mortal body, and it was the same for everyone. If flesh and blood could really be used to increase cultivation, those Fiendish Cultivator who dealt with corpses and yin qi would all have had immensely high cultivation, not to mention ordinary cultivators. The crowd nodded, believing that Fatty must have talked about such absurd things because he was deceived.

“Besides, your health has been delicate since young. We were anxious to save your life such that we had to use some special methods, with which some pains would be inevitable during the treatment.” Sun Yu continued to explain, and his expression was even more concerned. “All these were for your good!”

“Pains of treatment…” Fatty laughed out loud. “What terrible disease did I have, that I had to have my arms broken, my belly pierced, my flesh cut and my blood let out once every seven days?!” He suddenly felt bored. Apparently, when Master saved him back then, he should have realized what a group of devils these were. Why did he expect even now, that they would have perhaps just a little bit of regret in their hearts?

Master was right. Some people did too many evil deeds that they no longer felt those deeds were evil. All reasoning in the world was never as hard as the fist!

“Never mind! Whatever the reason, it is not important anymore.” Fatty let out a sigh. His whole body felt relieved for no reason. It was as though something that had pressed on his shoulders for years was suddenly taken off. “On this day, I want only justice for myself. Come and fight!”

His eyes darkened. The Soul Formation auras all over his body was released instantly, showing a vague tendency to surpa.s.s that of all other cultivators at the place.

“You! You have cultivation. Then the restri-” Sun Yu's eyes widened, and he gasped. Halfway through the sentence, he stopped anxiously, his face full of disbelief. The demonic aura was so strong just now that he didn't realize that he was actually already a Soul Formation cultivator. How long had he been in Southern Land? However genius a cultivator had, it was impossible to reach Soul Formation so fast unless some miracle happened to him.

“The restriction you placed in my sea of consciousness is not unsolvable to everyone.” Fatty said it out for him directly. His hand turned calling out a spirit sword.

Sun Yu's face darkened. He still kept the facade of moral high ground from just now, wearing a pretended look of heartache. “Right now, sect master is deceived by evil people, and doesn't seem to be able to take in our persuasion. Alright! We'll have to save you out of the Southern Land before finding an opportunity to talk with you in detail.”