Eternal Life from Talisman Painting

So Bibo Island was nothing more than the chessboard of two Nascent Soul cultivators.

The two Nascent Soul True Monarchs had secretly reached an agreement.

True Monarch Lu would take Bibo Island, while the Red Fire Old Monster would take these dozen Core Formation cultivators.

Each takes what they need!

And as for Mr. and Mrs. Meng, their actions were a pledge of allegiance, bearing a notorious name and thoroughly siding with True Monarch Lu from now on.

"How could this be!"

Fatty Lei was utterly terrified, his face filled with regret, but the current situation allowed no time for reflection.

"Are you kidding? Who doesn’t know that the old demon cultivates the Cang Yan Demon Fire and needs the essence blood of numerous cultivators."

"You Meng bastard, you’re ruthless! Selling Bibo Island to True Monarch Lu and then selling us to the Red Fire Old Monster; you’ve made quite the deal!"

"Bastard! You Meng bastard, you’re ruthless!"

The cultivators of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance looked at each other in shock, bewildered by the overturned situation.

For a Core Formation cultivator who could establish themselves on Bibo Island, who among them hadn’t crawled out of heaps of dead bodies, having lived for hundreds of years, naturally wouldn’t harbor any naive fantasies.

Understanding the situation, they immediately reacted.

"Fellow cultivators, do not panic. The Red Fire Old Monster is merely a possessed body, ultimately not a Nascent Soul cultivator."

However, the Red Fire Old Monster let out a domineering laugh.

"It seems the gift from Friend Lu still requires me to personally retrieve it!"

As the voice fell, in an instant, Fatty Lei and the group of Core Formation cultivators, whether they had shouted to fight desperately or begged for mercy, transformed into escape lights and scattered in all directions, attempting to flee.

"Ancestor, forgive us, we only wish to survive!"

"Run!"

"You Meng bastard, I curse your sons to die miserable deaths!"

For those who cultivated to the Core Formation stage, who among them wasn’t determined, and how many would willingly hand over their lives?

"Haha, very well, the gift from Friend Lu is much to my liking."

The next moment, from afar came incessant screams.

"Ancestor, spare us!"

"Ancestor, we are willing to submit!"

"Too late!"

The faces of the cultivators of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance turned pale as Core Formation cultivators were nothing more than insects in the hands of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even with just thirty percent power, they were not something an ordinary Core Formation cultivator could challenge.

But Lin Chang’an, with his Spiritual Eye, saw even farther. At this moment, his pupils contracted, making his heart grow cold.

Under the red escape light of the Nascent Soul cultivator, each Core Formation cultivator was devoured by a bizarre red light and then vanished without a trace.

In just mere moments, the screams of more than a dozen Core Formation cultivators faded away.

This made many of the Core Formation cultivators present swallow nervously.

"It’s said that cultivating the Cang Yan Demon Fire requires the consumption of large amounts of essence blood from cultivators as an aid..."

But just as each of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance cultivators was in a state of self-preservation, a black cloud suddenly flew in from a distance, echoing with the voice of True Monarch Lu amidst the thunderclouds.

"Heh heh, Red Fire Old Monster, you’re still as gluttonous as ever."

"Lu Turtle, you’re no better; you’re untrustworthy. Don’t say Blood Fiend and the deaths of several fellow cultivators had nothing to do with you."

"Fellow cultivator, you’re really regressing in the Immortal Cultivation Realm. If you weren’t greedy, how would you end up self-destructing?"

Amidst the distant booming thunderclouds, it seemed the two Nascent Soul cultivators were conversing.

Finally, the Red Fire Old Monster let out a voice full of unwilling frustration.

"Lu Turtle, you’ve got guts! Don’t think you’re safe just because you’ve got Bi Hai Palace backing you. You framed me back then, and now your deeds in the Outer Sea have been exposed."

"Heh heh, my fellow cultivator, you needn’t worry about me. If they have the guts, let them come to Bihai Palace and seek an explanation from this old man, but I wonder if they dare to come!"

"Damn it! Don’t be so smug!"

Finally, under the furious roar of the Red Fire Old Monster, the cultivators of the Red Fire Sect on Bibo Island seemed to receive some transmission, and all swiftly boarded the spiritual ship to escape rapidly.

And Lin Chang’an, having gathered some information from these conversations, couldn’t help but be secretly frightened.

No wonder True Monarch Lu did not form his Nascent Soul at the Demon Beast Abyss; perhaps he secretly wronged many people, fearing exposure, and thus hid away.

But today also reinforced his determination to form his Nascent Soul.

Below the Nascent Soul, Core Formation cultivators were but slightly larger ants.