Ye Chen crossed the mountains and rivers all the way and landed in front of a turbulent sea of blood.
The world here is dark, and this sea of blood is also extremely scary. Howls can be heard from far away, and resentful souls can be seen struggling in the sea. Even if they die, it is difficult to be freed.
In addition to these, the blood sea also has its own strange phenomenon. There is a lunar moon hanging at the junction of the sea and the sky, shining with a strange light. It is distant and ethereal, cold and lonely, and it is very strange.
This is the Blood Moon Sea, which has existed since ancient times and has a notorious reputation. Most monks dare not set foot in it for fear of being tainted by the resentful spirits in the sea, or for fear of being swallowed by the blood-colored waves.
"How many lives have been buried." Ye Chen sighed and looked around. He could see through the invisible resentment at a glance. The whining of resentful spirits brought desolation. There might also be reincarnated people among them.
Suddenly, he settled on the sky above the Blood Moon Sea, and with the power of his soul, recited the Great Sun Tathagata Purifying Mantra. The Buddha's light shone brightly, spreading in all directions with him as the center.
Immediately, the blood-moon sea became restless, and its whine became even louder. Wherever the Buddha's light passed, the blood-colored sea was constantly being annihilated, and the resentful spirits in it were liberated one by one and turned into the light of Sumeru.
He is like a god, or even more like a great Buddha, with a halo appearing behind his head, standing in the blood-moon sea, dazzling and bright. He uses the Buddha's scriptures to save their lives and help them escape from the sea of suffering.
The Great Sun Tathagata's Purifying Mantra was overbearing. The huge blood-moon sea slowly dissipated due to this Buddha's light and gradually dried up, revealing the blood-colored earth and the bones half-buried in the mud.
"Who is it?" Angry shouts rang out, coming from the depths of the Blood Sea. His big movements made everyone angry. It was the Blood Moon Sect located deep in the depths, and a large number of strong men came to kill him.
Ye Chen glanced at him and knew that the person coming was a strong man from the Blood Moon Sect, so he would not be polite.
Immediately, the holy light was integrated into the Buddha's light, and with the power of annihilation, it swept across the Blood Moon Sea. Anyone who was contaminated by the Buddha's light and the holy light was instantly annihilated and turned into a wisp of flying ash.
He had no enmity with the Blood Moon Sect, but the Blood Moon Sect had caused too many massacres. Those who died tragically might have been the reincarnations of Da Chu, but they turned into resentful spirits before he came to find them.
Whether it is to uphold justice for Heaven, or to avenge the reincarnation of Da Chu, the Blood Moon Sect, which has done many evil things, will sacrifice their blood for this bloody land. Since the world is in trouble, they will conquer it with iron and blood.
"Who did this?" The Quasi-Saint Killer of the Blood Moon Sect came, and there were many terrifying killing formations.
However, even with their quasi-sage level cultivation, they could not block the Buddha's light and the holy light. As soon as they set foot on that sea of blood, they were crushed into ashes. Even their souls could not escape being destroyed and their souls were scattered.
As the Buddha's light and the holy light spread, the blood sea dried up faster, and a fairy mountain in the depths was also revealed. With the moon on its back, it was dyed by the blood sea and exuded a bloody light.
That was the Blood Moon Sect. It was originally covered with secret methods, but was forced out by Ye Chen's great magical power. The Buddha's light shone and the holy light passed by. More people were saved and became souls in the Buddha.
The screams resounded, more piercing than the wails of the resentful spirits in the sea of blood, and it made people's hearts tremble.
It was a terrifying scene. Thousands of people were wiped out, and real human lives were like a piece of grass. They were so aloof that they never imagined that the disaster would come so quickly until they died.
"What's going on in the Blood Moon Sea?" Many monks gathered around the coast. They all pointed at this place, but they didn't dare to set foot in it, for fear of suffering the aftermath and becoming the wronged souls of the Blood Land.
"There are powerful monks looking for revenge from the Blood Moon Sect." Someone mused, "In such a huge formation, the opponent is at least a saint, or even a quasi-saint king. Even the Blood Moon Sea has dried up."
"This is retribution." Too many people said coldly, "God has really opened his eyes. These beasts should have been sent to hell long ago to prevent them from causing harm to the world."
Amid the discussion, the boundless Blood Moon Sea dried up completely, and the Blood Moon Sect's Immortal Mountain collapsed.
Among the ruins, a man with disheveled hair rushed out, covered in blood and bones, and as ferocious as an evil ghost. He was carrying a torrent of blood and headed straight for Ye Chen. He was the ancestor of the Blood Moon Sect.
However, the reason why he was so miserable was not because of Ye Chen's beating, but because of the backlash from his failure to advance to the Quasi-Saint King. Not only was he unable to take that step, he almost died.
Although Ye Chen wasn't the one who hit him, he still had something to do with Ye Chen. If Ye Chen hadn't come to cause trouble and caused a sea of blood to disturb his state of mind, he wouldn't have caused the backlash in his obsession.
"I have no grievances against you, but you have gone too far to bully others." Blood Moon Ancestor was furious.
"No injustice or hatred? Are you saying what you mean?" Ye Chen came from the sky and looked down at the Blood Moon Ancestor, "I'm afraid you can't even count how many people you have killed over the years!"
"Who are you?" Blood Moon Ancestor roared hysterically, like a mad dog.
"Heng Yuezong, I cover you." Ye Chen said leisurely, ethereal in the sky, majestic and cold, "As for other grievances, I don't want to talk about them. This one is enough."
"Okay, very good." The Blood Moon Ancestor roared, coming against the sky and splitting the sky with a palm.
Ye Chen raised the red sky and slashed out a Milky Way with one sword. The blood moon ancestor who had just been killed was killed by the sword. Even the soul was banned from the sky on the spot.
"So what if you destroy me, they will never come back after all." As if he knew that he was doomed, the Blood Moon Ancestor smiled, unbridled and eerie.
"I just like how tough you are." Ye Chen waved his hand and swept it out of the dried blood moon sea, and landed it among the crowd of onlookers. After that, there was a vague word that resounded throughout the world, "Whose family is this? A person died tragically at his own hands, and revenge is a matter of revenge."
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." When an old man from Cangmu rushed up, his sword was useless and he tore it apart on the spot. An arm of the Blood Moon Ancestor's soul body was torn off and turned into pieces. Using the power of the soul, it disappeared between heaven and earth.
"You bastard, give back my daughter's life." A big man also rushed forward, his eyes were red, and he was carrying a ghost-headed sword, and he was chopping wildly, just like chopping pork.
"Kill." More people gathered around, all of whom had a deep grudge against the ancestor of the Blood Moon Sect.
The Blood Moon Ancestor screamed and roared, but no one could hear him, because his roars were all covered up by the roars of the people who killed him. Who cares whether you are a saint or not.
Ancestor Xue Yue was in great distress. His majestic saint-level soul was torn into pieces by a group of crazy people amidst roaring roars. It was even more tragic than Lingchi's execution.
This guy should be so depressed that he was torn to pieces by the ordinary heaven realm and the imperial realm.
Here, Ye Chen was still on the dry Blood Moon Sea. He opened the storage bag and collected it along the way. These were the treasures of the Blood Moon Sect and were to be taken back to the Heng Yue Sect.
When he came out, the dark shore was full of figures, most of them with tears hanging from the corners of their eyes, saluting him respectfully. If it hadn't been for him, they would have been unable to avenge their relatives for eight lifetimes.
"Heng Yuezong, I'll cover you." Ye Chen smiled, but he didn't forget to raise his hand and picked out three or five people from the dark crowd. They were all reincarnations, which was an unexpected surprise.
But his words, if everyone present listens to the imperial edict, his meaning is clear and clear: Honestly, don't mess with the Hengyue Sect, otherwise the Blood Moon Sect will be the next one of you.
Needless to say, these people did not dare to attract the attention of Hengyuezong. Instead of provoking him, they would try their best to build a good relationship. With such a great god protecting him, no one would dare to touch him.
"That's it, that's it." Ye Chen waved his hands and was about to leave, but after taking two steps, he turned back and stared at an honest middle-aged man in the crowd. To be more precise, he stared at The crescent moon pendant hanging around that man's neck is Di Jue.
"Fellow Taoist, do you want to sell this pendant?" Ye Chen looked at the middle-aged man with a smile on his face.
"Sell... sell." The honest middle-aged man nodded immediately. He was still very good at making things happen. If a senior wants to buy, he must give face, otherwise he will have nothing to say if he is snatched by you on the spot.
"I won't let you suffer." Ye Chen grinned, stuffed a storage bag containing 500,000 Origin Stones, and then consciously took away the crescent moon pendant hanging around the middle-aged man's neck.
"Let's go." After putting away the pendant, Ye Chen turned around and stepped onto Xutian, disappearing in an instant.
After he left, the middle-aged man subconsciously wiped his hands with cold sweat. Thanks to his quick reaction, if he made someone unhappy and moved his head in an instant, he would be a god of death.
When he opened the storage bag and took a look, he almost peed in fear. The mountains of Origin Stones made his eyes dazzle. He had never seen so much money in his world.
After being stunned, he hurriedly put the storage bag into his arms, fearing that others would see it.
The people present were indeed looking at him. Anything that a killing god could take a fancy to must be a treasure.
They were also curious about how much money Ye Chen gave to the middle-aged man. If it was too much, they could still share some if they couldn't keep it all. If they couldn't share it, they could still get some. If they couldn't take it, they could only rob it.