Six Stars Mountain.
It was a rather famous place in the South Region that was known to be picturesque. There were six main peaks—Heavenly Residence Peak, Heavenly Bridge Peak, Heavenly Secrets Peak, Heavenly Assimilation Peak, Heavenly Blessings Peak and Seven Kills Peak.
The six main peaks corresponded to the six Southern Duel Stars in the firmaments and interacted with Heaven and Earth with a rich spirit qi.
Many years ago, when the Founder Master of Southern Duel Sect traveled here and discovered this paradise, he established his sect here. THe sect grew rapidly and produced many renowned cultivators.
But now, the region of Six Stars Mountain was blood red and filled with vines with human faces. Densely packed, it was sinister and resembled a scene from Hell!
The blood-colored vines extended rapidly over the past ten years and had already occupied an area within 50 kilometers of Six Stars Mountain.
There were no other living beings in the radius of 50 kilometers apart from the blood-colored vines!
The vegetation withered.
The barren land was filled with skeletons.
It was one of the Primordial Nine Races, the Blood Vine race!
This was the only Flora race among the Primordial Nine Races.
It was because the Blood Vine race was the most domineering among the Flora race!
As long as a Blood Vine grew within a region, the nutrients of other flora would be sucked dry until they died!
Furthermore, the Blood Vine race was extremely violent and bloodthirsty.
If any living being were to step foot into the territory of the Blood Vine race, they would be devoured flesh and blood, leaving nothing but a skeleton!
Even in the primordial era, a Blood Vine race was not allowed to appear in the habitat of other primordial races!
Seven Kills Peak.
In a palace filled with blood vines, a young man in scarlet blood robes sat on a high seat. He held a blood-colored gourd in his left hand and beneath him was a throne made up of bones!
Around the throne was a large circle of human skulls that were stained with blood!
This was the young master of the Blood Vine race, Teng Lingzi!
At that moment, more than ten cultivators with frightened expressions floated in front of Teng Lingzi. All of them were pale and trembling in fear.
Although those cultivators were dirty, their robes revealed that they were cultivators of Southern Duel Sect.
“Fufufufu!”
Teng Lingzi looked at the cultivators before him and smiled sinisterly, saying in a gentle voice, “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. Be obedient.”
As he spoke, more than ten blood-colored vines the size of arms extended from Teng Lingzi’s wide blood robes and coiled towards the cultivators!
“Oo, Oo!”
The eyes of those cultivators were filled with fear as they struggled with all their might. However, they could not move or speak and could only let out muffled sounds.
The more than ten cultivators could only watch helplessly as the thick, grisly blood vines approached them.
This process was an immense torture for the cultivators!
Unable to withstand it, a female cultivator broke down and fainted on the spot.
The other cultivators shuddered as well and looked at Teng Lingzi pleadingly.
Teng Lingzi had a smug expression as he enjoyed the fear of the food before him.
In his eyes, these cultivators were nothing more than food!
They were his food!
In the primordial era, humans were the weakest race and could only be enslaved as food.
The more fearful the food was, the more excited the blood-robed youth was!
Although the Blood Vine race was one of the Primordial Nine Races and had a powerful bloodline, they could only live ignobly all these years—Teng Lingzi had had enough!
Thankfully, the fortune of the human race was depleted and the era of the primordial races had arrived!
“Are you scared? Are you afraid?”
Teng Lingzi smiled gently. “However, I’m still going to eat you guys up.”
As he spoke, the circular human faces on the top of the blood-colored vines suddenly split open, revealing sharp fangs and a torrential blood stench!
Poof!
A blood vine suddenly popped out and chomped down on the head of a cultivator. The vine twitched and swallowed it bit by bit!
The remaining cultivators were scared out of their wits when they saw that!
A cultivator’s lifeforce drained rapidly and his gaze dimmed.
That person was frightened to death!
“Sigh,”
Teng Lingzi sighed. “I’ve got to eat you up as soon as possible. Once you’re dead, your flesh won’t be fresh anymore.”
Poof!
A blood vine opened its mouth and swallowed the cultivator.
A moment later, the first blood vine that swallowed opened its mouth once more and spat out a pile of bones that were stained with fresh blood.
The remaining cultivators were in despair.
They knew that they would not be able to escape the fate of being devoured.
Before long, more than ten cultivators were devoured by the blood-robed youth!
Teng Lingzi let out a long breath and licked his grisly red tongue with a delighted expression. The blood-colored gourd in his left palm turned even more vibrant and sinister!
“Reporting in, young master,”
Right then, a Blood Vine clansman beside the palace said in a deep voice, “There’s not much food left in the captivity of Six Stars Mountain. It can probably only last you for another year.”
“Seems like I’ve got to go out and capture some food back,”
Teng Lingzi twisted his neck. “These hundreds of thousands of food from Southern Duel Sect are truly worthless. In just ten years, they’re gone.”
As he said that, he smacked his lips as though he was reminiscing.
“Actually, there’s a monastery in the South Region that has sufficient food. Furthermore, they’re all of good quality!” Teng Lingzi narrowed his eyes and said faintly.
“You’re referring to Dapamkara Monastery, young master?”
The Blood Vine clansman below asked.
“Yes,”
Teng Lingzi nodded.
“Dapamkara Monastery is one of the six Buddhist monasteries of the human cultivation world. We might not be able to take them down with our strength.”
The Blood Vine clansman analyzed.
Teng Lingzi laughed. “If we want to attack Dapamkara Monastery, we’ll naturally have to invite my father.”
“Ah, if the clan leader were to attack, there would be no doubt about it,”
The Blood Vine clansman nodded.
Teng Lingzi smiled. “Actually, Dapamkara Monastery is only strong on the surface as well. Their titular disciple has been in my hands for ten years and yet, no one dares to come.”
“I’m guessing that there’s no Emperor in Dapamkara Monastery in this generation!”
“You sure are wise, young master,”
The Blood Vine clansmen hurriedly flattered before asking, “When are you prepared to attack Dapamkara Monastery with the clan leader, young master?”
“There’s no rush,”
Teng Lingzi said indifferently, “Once I absorb all the power of the Ashoka Wood, I might be able to become a Half-Martial Ancestor or even advance to the Ancestor realm! At that time, I can flatten Dapamkara Monastery without my father even stepping in!”
“The three aristocratic families will be next after we flatten Dapamkara Monastery. At that time, the entire South Region will be in the control of the Blood Vine race!”
The Blood Vine clansman was also excited and continued.
“Yes,”
Teng Lingzi nodded. “That’s for the future and we’ll put it aside for the time being. Right, is there any news of Desolate Martial? I heard that this current one is the Creation Green Lotus body. If we can capture him, he will be the greatest tonic for me!”
“Not yet,”
The Blood Vine clansman replied, “If there’s any news, I’ll definitely report it right away!”
“Yes,”
Teng Lingzi reminded, “The other primordial races have also set their Killing Badges for him. Keep a close eye on him! If Desolate Martial appears, we must not let the God and Heavenly Eye races get their hands on him first!”
“I’ll definitely be the first to eat Desolate Martial’s flesh!”
