Lu Li had met many powerful warriors. Ao Yue should be at the later stage of the Saint King Realm. That being said, Ao Yue was not on the same level as the beast.
Of course, the beast might be stronger than a warrior. That being said, the beast could be as powerful as a warrior that was close to the complete realm.
"Move, move, move!"
Lu Li did not dare to linger. He told Blood Fairy to fly the mountain away. Lu Li did not stop until they were several million miles away.
Lu Li let the sacred mountain fly down and put it away. He asked, "Is the sacred mountain badly damaged?"
"Yes …"
Blood Fairy replied with a lingering fear, "If that monster had been just a little bit stronger, the Sacred Mountain would have exploded.
Right now, the Sacred Mountain's defenses are less than a tenth of its original strength. Even an ordinary Saint Emperor would be able to shatter it.
"But …" Lu Li asked, "Can the damaged patterns be repaired?"
Blood Fairy thought about it and said, "I am not sure. I can try. I think I can. I need some time to study.
Master, you must be careful. The mountain cannot be used for now. "
"I understand!"
Lu Li nodded. He didn't explain to Lady LI what had just happened. He flew to a nearby city quickly.
Lu Li teleported toward Mount Qin Yun. On the way, he kept changing his appearance in case enemies could track him down.
Half a month later, Lu Li returned to the Mount Qin Yun. He sneaked into the underground and checked the outside with psychic power. Guan Yang and the others behaved themselves and didn't act rashly.
"Whoosh!"
Guan Yang and the others were alerted when Lu Li walked out. Guan Yang came over with someone and asked with concern, "Lord, where have you been?
I sent you messages, but you did not reply. "
"I am cultivating!"
Lu Li answered casually. He sat down and asked, "Is there anything going on?"
"Nothing serious!"
Guan Yang replied, "Lord, we did not find any powerful warriors of that race. Nothing has happened in the Cyan Tiger Region.
It is just that … something strange has happened at the Swamp of Toxic Ancients. Much of the toxic fog has disappeared. I heard a loud roar from the depths of the swamp? "
"Really?"
Lu Li didn't expect that the news would spread so fast. It had only been half a month since the monster started its attack. How did Guan Yang know about it?
However, Guan Yang had spies in every city, so it was normal for him to receive the news immediately.
Lu Li nodded and said nothing more. Guan Yang seemed to have remembered something. He said, "Something big happened in a universe nearby. A land of treasures was found there. It is said that it is the grave of a powerful warrior who is infinitely close to the consummate level.
Countless old devils swarmed over. That place was in complete chaos, and the nearby cities were all destroyed. "
"Oh!"
Lu Li was not interested in any of these, not even the graves of warriors at the consummate level. He asked some more questions and then went underground to cultivate.
Lu Li dared not to go anywhere until the sacred mountain was restored. He planned to stay here and cultivate his body and soul while he was at it.
More toxic liquids were being produced in the Realm of Magic. There were already six or seven hundred drops of regular ones. There were more than 500 drops of regular ones and more than 100 drops of enhanced dark gray ones.
Soon, more than a month passed by. Finally, the Realm of Magic stopped producing toxic liquids. What made Lu Li overjoyed was that — the last drop of toxic liquids was dark red in color.
Lu Li absorbed some of the red toxic fog in the deepest part of the Swamp of Toxic Ancients. Maybe it was because he had absorbed too little that he could not produce a single drop of toxic red liquid. Instead, there was a drop of dark red liquid.
"This liquid … is so strong!"
Lu Li used psychic power to check the liquid. He felt his soul was trembling. A horrifying qi and energy came to him, freezing his soul. He felt like he was facing the huge beast in the depths of the Swamp of Toxic Ancients.
"This drop of toxic liquid is so strong. I think Ao Yue can kill it easily."
Lu Li was excited but also a bit regretful. If he could absorb more of the red toxic fog and produce a drop of pure red liquid, he could kill a warrior that was infinitely close to the completion of the Realm of Magic.
Three days later, the jade talisman in Lu Li's hand glowed. He frowned and flew to the hall outside.
He used psychic power to check. Guan Yang and the others were gathered together. They were all angry and filled with killing intent.
"What is it?"
Lu Li walked into the hall and asked casually.
Guan Yang bowed and cupped his fists, "Lord, we have to go down the mountain. We might not be able to come back so we wanted to inform you."
"You can't come back?"
Lu Li saw that one of the 13 brothers was missing. Lu Li was reassured. He asked, "Did something happen to Eleventh?"
"Yes!"
Guan Yang nodded in sorrow and said, "Today, Eleventh went to the Earth Tiger Region to collect information. He had a conflict with a young master of the Blood Race. Then, he was besieged by a group of Blood Race warriors of the Blood Race. He was killed on the spot and nothing was left of him.
We are going to get revenge. We will not stop until we kill that young master of the Blood Race. "
Lu Li asked, "Blood Race?
Are they strong? "
"He's not particularly strong!"
Guan Yang said coldly, "They are a middle-level race nearby. There are three warriors at the peak of the Blood Race.
But there are more of them, dozens of them. But since they killed my brother, we will kill them even at the cost of our lives. "
"Three at the peak of the Blood Race?"
Lu Li didn't worry too much when he heard that they were only at the Blood Race. He had so much venom that he could kill all of them easily.
After some thoughts, Lu Li said, "Go. Come back as soon as you have your revenge. Don't act rashly."
Lu Li didn't want to help Guan Yang. He was here to keep a low profile, not to fight for territory. If it weren't for the fact that someone was messing with him, Lu Li wouldn't bother.
"Yes, Lord!"
Guan Yang cupped his fists and left with his brothers. Lu Li went back to the underground to cultivate and study his Dao.
Soon, more than a month had passed. Lu Li, who had been cultivating, was alarmed again.
He flew up in anger, only to see Guan Yang covered in blood. There were only five Blood Race warriors following him. One of them was badly injured and seemed to be dying.
"Plop ~"
Guan Yangyi knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Lu Li and said, "Lord, please help us get revenge. As long as you help us this time, we will pledge allegiance to you for the rest of our lives. We will be at your beck and call without any disloyalty."
Lu Li didn't say anything. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Tell me the details."
"We killed Xue Wuyu. But he is the grandson of the Chief Patriarch of the Blood Race. Coincidentally, the Chief Patriarch was nearby and he killed six of my brothers.
Powerful warriors of the Blood Race are on their way. I think they will arrive in an hour. They have more than 30 Blood Race warriors and thousands of warriors. We … cannot stand them. "
"They are here?"
Lu Li pulled a long face. If they were not here, he wouldn't care. Even though Guan Yang had surrendered to him, Lu Li didn't think much of them.
But now that the Blood Race was here, Lu Li had to take action. He was used to this place and he didn't want to move.
After some thoughts, Lu Li waved his hand and said, "Go and tend to your wounds. I will deal with them later."
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