Chapter 180: Chapter 112: Kill Them All, The Method of Making Blood Prison Talismans_1
“Organ Refinement Perfection?”
“No, it doesn’t seem to be Organ Refinement Perfection…”
Looking at Luo Changfeng, who suddenly appeared in front of them.
Feng Wujun, with a black spot on his face, as well as Chen Yan, who was holding the Edgeless Giant Sword.
The expressions on their faces gradually became more solemn.
If, the cultivation level of the person in front was merely at the Organ Refinement Perfection Realm.
Feng Wujun and Chen Yan, two against one.
They were absolutely confident that they could take down another cultivator at the Organ Refinement Perfection Realm.
But now, the biggest issue was…
The man in front of them, wearing a plain robe, with a myriad of silvery hair, and an air of immortal majesty around him.
Seemed, he was not any cultivator at the Organ Refinement Perfection Realm.
Instead, he appeared more like a cultivator from the Blood Cultivation Realm, which was beyond Organ Refinement.
“What should we do?”
Chen Yan, looking at Luo Changfeng in front of him, sweat the size of beans gradually seeped out on his forehead.
Just as Chen Yan wanted to make a move to test the waters slightly.
Feng Wujun beside him, the one with a black spot on his face, silently extended his hand.
He stifled Chen Yan’s urge to act.
“Esteemed senior, may I ask what brings you here?”
Feng Wujun clenched the three Blood Prison Talismans in his hand while staring intently at Luo Changfeng before him.
“Now you ask me what I am here for?”
A slight urge to laugh crept into Luo Changfeng’s heart; he said somewhat helplessly, “Wasn’t it you two who summoned me out?”
“So, now that I am out.”
“What else do you want to do?”
…
As Luo Changfeng’s voice gradually faded.
The atmosphere at the scene slowly became somewhat deathly still.
Feng Wujun and Chen Yan.
Two cultivators at the Organ Refinement Perfection Realm.
Their eyes were filled with unease.
And Luo Changfeng, standing in front of them, was silently standing with his hands behind his back.
“We’re in trouble, this is getting problematic…”
Feng Wujun swallowed.
He couldn’t help but grip the three Blood Prison Talismans in his hand even tighter.
Normally speaking, being at Organ Refinement Perfection in Huai Shui County, one could claim to be supreme.
A cultivator from the Blood Cultivation Realm would rarely appear in a small place like Huai Shui County.
But now, it seemed things were beyond Feng Wujun’s expectations.
In this minor Huai Shui County, there unexpectedly appeared a cultivator from the Blood Cultivation Realm, beyond Organ Refinement.
And more importantly,
They both didn’t know the actual cultivation level of this old man before them within the Blood Cultivation Realm.
Was it the Initial Realm, Intermediate Stage, or the Refining Stage?
The Blood Cultivation Perfection Realm was something Feng Wujun dared not think about.
However, after pondering more carefully,
It seemed that no matter what the cultivation level of this old man was,
In front of this old man,
They would all end up like ants,
Easily crushed at will.
Organ Refinement, Blood Cultivation, although it’s just a single great realm of difference,
The gap between them could well be described as vast as the heavens and earth.
“Esteemed senior, the previous mistake was indeed our fault, and we apologize for that,
“But now…”
“We have some matters in our tribe.”
“May I ask if it’s possible…”
Feng Wujun was speaking with his head slightly bowed, in a low voice,
On his aged face, a color of deep humility was showing.
However, before the two could finish speaking,
Luo Changfeng suddenly made a move, taking a step forward.
And just this simple step
Directly caused Feng Wujun’s and Chen Yan’s already taut spirits to shatter completely.
“Blood Prison Talisman… Activate!”
“Quick, take action!!!”
Feng Wujun waved his hand again and took out about seven blood-red talismans from the storage pouch at his waist.
Together with the previous three, he gathered ten in total.
Feng Wujun then circulated the Qi-Blood Force within his body,
Channeling the Qi-Blood Force into the ten Blood Prison Talismans in his hands.
He intended to activate ten Blood Prison Talismans in one go,
To firmly imprison Luo Changfeng within a blood-colored prison.
Using the suppressive force of the blood-colored prison,
He aimed to overcome and kill a cultivator of the Blood Cultivation Realm.
…
As the ten Blood Prison Talismans were activated,
A blood-colored cage magically appeared next to Luo Changfeng,
Imprisoning him tightly within.
Simultaneously, a mysterious blood-colored force gradually began to penetrate his body inch by inch.
It seemed to intend to suppress the Qi-Blood Force within him.
“Is this the Blood Prison Talisman?”
“It seems rather interesting…”
Feeling the mysterious force from the outside world entering his body,
Luo Changfeng simply communicated silently with the Yellow Grade lower-tier Beast Fire, Black Crow Flame within him.
Then, under the burning of the Black Crow Flame’s deep black flames,
The blood-red mysterious force that should have been able to partly suppress his power,
Had already vanished completely.
“The Blood Prison Talisman is indeed not bad, but the grade of this talisman is ultimately a bit too weak, and it has claimed too little of the heaven and earth’s authority,”
“If these ten talismans were of Yellow Grade lower-tier,”
“Even with the presence of Black Crow Flame within me, it would probably be difficult to completely negate the Blood Prison Talisman’s suppression of my Qi-Blood Force…”
These were Luo Changfeng’s thoughts.
At this moment, Feng Wujun with the black spot on his face,
And Chen Yan, wielding the Edgeless Giant Sword,
Had already approached Luo Changfeng.
It seemed they were preparing to launch their strongest attack on Luo Changfeng.
“So, why this agitation?”
“I originally thought we could have a good talk, but now…”
“Alas!”
Luo Changfeng sighed lightly, and then he stretched out his thin hands.