“Isn’t this a different kind of surrogate puppet or life-saving secret technique?” Ye Feng clicked his tongue in surprise. Although this demonic technique is evil, it is indeed unique in some aspects.
However, this kind of secret technique at the expense of the essence, blood and soul of living beings is too harmful to nature, so Ye Feng naturally disdains to practice it.
He continued to look down and found that after the record of "Blood Nerve", there was a small fragment of content, the writing was blurry, and it seemed that someone had deliberately erased part of it.
Ye Feng concentrated his consciousness and recognized it carefully. He could vaguely see the words "outside the territory", "contract", "advent" and so on.
"Extraterritorial evil spirits?" Ye Feng's heart moved. Could it be that the "Blood Evil Magic Book" of the Blood Evil Sect is actually related to evil spirits from outside the territory?
He remembered the previous warnings about extraterrestrial evil spirits in the ruins of Tongtian Immortal.
This Blood Demon Sect is probably not just an ordinary demonic sect.
He originally just wanted to gain some benefits, but now, he feels the need to find out what secrets are hidden behind the Bloody Sect.
Perhaps, we can find more clues about the evil spirits outside the territory.
Now, it’s time to meet the mysterious Blood Demon Sect for a while.
"Outside the Territory, Contract, Arrival..." Ye Feng rubbed his chin. A person like the Blood Demon Ancestor can be regarded as a demon at most, but once he gets involved with the "Outside the Territory Demon", his nature will completely change.
As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
If you want to understand the Blood Demon Sect, the best way is to find someone from the Blood Demon Sect to ask.
He took out the storage ring he got from the Blood Demon Ancestor, penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness, and rummaged through it.
Soon, he found a set of blood-colored robes with a cold texture and an identity token engraved with a skull.
Then, he put on the bloody robe, and used his spiritual power to simulate a faint bloody aura, lingering around him.
Looking at the pool, an image of a demonic monk with gloomy eyes and cold temperament jumped out of the water.
"Well, it tastes like that." Ye Feng was quite pleased with himself.
Based on some fragmentary information, Ye Feng targeted "Blackwood City".
Blackwood City is located at the junction of the two forces of good and evil. The order is chaotic and dragons and snakes are mixed.
This is a paradise for casual cultivators, but also a paradise for demonic monks to sell stolen goods, trade, and inquire about information.
The Blood Demon Sect has a secret contact point here, which is a place where you can meet the Blood Demon Sect members with a high probability.
Making up his mind, Ye Feng stopped delaying and turned into a stream of light, speeding towards Blackwood City.
After being promoted to Nascent Soul, his escape speed was more than ten times faster than that of the Golden Core stage.
Mountains and rivers flew by at his feet, but within half a day, a city shrouded in a light gray mist, with walls made of huge black trees, appeared at the end of his sight.
Ye Feng restrained most of his aura, suppressed his cultivation to the level of the middle stage of Jindan, mixed in the crowd, and walked into Blackwood City leisurely.
His bloody attire is not eye-catching in the city, but it saves him a lot of unnecessary trouble.
The city is even more lively, with everything for sale, and there are even monks openly selling slaves and furnaces.
Ye Feng was not interested in any of this. His powerful spiritual consciousness spread out quietly, like an invisible net, screening every monk who passed by him.
Ye Feng's steps paused slightly, and his eyes fell on a restaurant not far away called "Zui Xian Lou".
In his consciousness, he saw a young monk wearing the same blood-colored robe, sitting by the window on the second floor, holding two scantily clad women in his arms, teasing him unscrupulously, attracting the side glances of the surrounding monks.
The young man's cultivation was in the late stage of Jindan. He looked arrogant, with a bloodthirsty anger between his brows, and hung around his waist a skull token exactly like the one in Ye Feng's hand.
"Finally I found him. He is still a core disciple. It seems that his brain is not working very well. He is an excellent "guide"."
He did not rush forward, but found a stall on the corner of the street and pretended to look at it, but his consciousness was firmly locked on the Blood Demon Sect disciple.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, the disciple seemed to feel bored. He pushed the woman in his arms away, threw down a few spiritual stones, and staggered downstairs.
As he walked, all the monks on the road stayed away. Obviously, the reputation of the Blood Demon Sect is quite useful in this Blackwood City.
Ye Feng followed him unhurriedly, keeping a distance that was neither too far nor too close.
The disciple wandered around the city and finally entered a remote alley.
Ye Feng's eyes moved and he knew that the opportunity had come.
He flashed and followed in quietly.
Deep in the alley, the disciple of the Blood Demon Sect stopped and turned around with a joking sneer on his face: "After following me for so long, it's time for you to show up, right?"
"Oh? Have you been discovered?" Ye Feng walked out of the shadows, pretending to be surprised on his face, but sneering in his heart.
The other party was able to discover him, not because of how strong his spiritual consciousness was, but because he never thought about hiding it.
The disciple looked Ye Feng up and down. When he saw the bloody robe on Ye Feng and the token at his waist, he was stunned for a moment, then frowned: "Which hall are you from? Why haven't I seen you?"
Ye Feng said coldly: "I am doing things in the secret hall, do I need to report to you?"
"Dark hall?" The disciple's expression changed slightly.
In the Blood Demon Sect, the Dark Hall is the most mysterious department, responsible for assassinations and intelligence. The members are all ruthless and elusive. Even the core disciples like them are not willing to provoke them easily.
But then, he said suspiciously: "In secret? Huh, who knows if it's true or not. Take out the token and let me see!"
Ye Feng thought to himself, he was indeed taken the bait.
He calmly took off the skull token from his waist and threw it away.
The disciple took the token and injected spiritual power into it for investigation.
A faint glow of blood suddenly appeared on the token, and an aura unique to the Blood Demon Sect exuded, and it couldn't be faked.
"The token is real... but your person is very suspicious." The disciple threw the token back, his eyes still wary, "I am a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, ordered to patrol Blackwood City, and have the right to question anyone suspicious. Tell me your name and the elder deacon!"
"The Law Enforcement Hall? What a great prestige." Ye Fengleng Smiling, "What if I don't say it?"
"Don't say it?" The smile on the disciple's face turned ferocious, "Then I can only ask you to go to the dungeon of the Law Enforcement Hall and say it slowly!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly rose up, his five fingers turned into claws, and the fingertips were covered with blood. With a fishy wind, he went straight to Ye Feng's throat!
He was ruthless and showed no mercy. He obviously wanted to take down Ye Feng first.
Ye Feng did not use any spiritual power, and did not even move his body at all.
"Soul-Destroying Thorn!"
An invisible and formless soul power condensed into a thin thorn, flashed from the center of Ye Feng's eyebrows, and pierced into the sea of consciousness of the disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall!
"Ah!"
The disciple's forward figure froze suddenly, his eyes were wide and bloodshot, and the ferocious expression on his face was instantly replaced by pain and fear.
He felt as if his head was being stabbed hard by a red-hot wire, and then it was still stirring wildly inside.
The severe pain coming from the depths of his soul prevented him from even screaming, and he could only let out a beast-like groan.
Plop!
He fell straight to the ground, twitching all over, foaming at the mouth, and his eyes were blurred. It was obvious that his soul had been severely damaged.
Ye Feng walked up to him slowly, looked at him condescendingly, with a "kind" smile on his face: "Now, can we have a good chat? This... senior brother from the Law Enforcement Hall?"
The disciple looked at Ye Feng, his eyes full of fear. He could not understand how a "fellow disciple" in the "middle stage of Golden Core" could have such a terrifying soul attack method?
This is totally unreasonable!
"You...who are you..." He used all his strength to squeeze out a few words through his teeth.
"It doesn't matter who I am." Ye Feng knelt down and patted his cheek, his smile becoming more "kind", "What's important is that I will ask and you will answer. If you tell a lie or try to play some trick..."
Ye Feng stretched out a finger, and a wisp of invisible spiritual power condensed on his fingertip, and lightly tapped the disciple's eyebrows.
"Ah——!"