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"Bai Changfeng, who is that?" some loose cultivators asked in confusion.
"This name seems very familiar," someone murmured thoughtfully.
Then he said, "God of Slaughter Bai Changfeng, yes, could this be the same God of Slaughter from back then?"
"God of Slaughter Bai Changfeng," the City Lord of Myriad Demons City, who was the Cyan-robed Taoist transformed from the Heaven Eagle, slightly furrowed his brows.
"What did that voice just say? This place is the legacy land left by God of Slaughter Bai Changfeng?"
A loose cultivator exclaimed in shock, realizing what was at stake, excitedly said, "If someone were to obtain this legacy, couldn’t they become the new God of Slaughter?"
While some were thrilled, others were not blinded by their excitement and voiced their concerns.
"Since it’s the legacy land of the God of Slaughter, the inside is probably not simple, given the God of Slaughter’s temperament, maybe one in ten who enter will survive.
If there isn’t a suitable heir, it might even kill all who enter."
"Who cares, we loose cultivators have lives as fragile as paper. Having this opportunity is already quite good. We have to give it our all no matter what."
The many loose cultivators nearby were all abuzz with discussion, as the legacy had just been uncovered, so not a lot of people had gathered here yet.
"In seven days, it will probably be another fierce battle of dragons and tigers."
Because the legacy would open in seven days, the martial artists who arrived started to find places to quietly wait.
Even the Cyan-robed Taoist sat down cross-legged at the side.
The spring climate was pleasant, and the sunny rays shone brightly upon the plains, a gentle breeze softly blowing through.
Due to the vast size of this legacy palace, almost the entire Tianluan Domain was rocked.
These seven days, like fleeting white steeds, passed in a flash.
During this time, people from various forces and loose cultivators began to gather here.
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Speaking of Bai Changfeng, the reason he was bestowed the moniker of God of Slaughter was due to his exceedingly heavy killing nature.
It’s said that in the year of his birth, a star fell from the sky, which upon inspection, was identified as the Seven Killings Star.
On the day of his birth, his family died under mysterious circumstances.
People around him thought he had a bad fate, and ultimately decided unanimously to abandon him in the wilderness to fend for himself.
Just when everyone thought he would surely die, this newborn somehow miraculously survived.
There are stories of people witnessing in the wilderness, blood elk feeding him, and bloodthirsty lions guarding his side as they raised him.
Bai Changfeng truly made his mark with his fight against the Overturning Sea Immortal Sect.
The Overturning Sea Immortal Sect is an Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, also renowned throughout the Tianluan Domain.
Ultimately, in the battle between them, it was said Bai Changfeng sealed off the entire territory of the Overturning Sea Immortal Sect and slaughtered all its members without exception.
The ground was stained red with blood, and even the sky emitted the stench of blood.
From then on, the name of the God of Slaughter was known far and wide, and most people were reluctant to provoke the God of Slaughter, for his enemies had all become corpses.
Of course, the life of the God of Slaughter is even more splendid and rich, a person who seemed to disregard life yet lived within the rules.
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In the seven days before the opening of the legacy, all sorts of people converged here.
On this day, a purple palanquin was seen flying from the edge of the sky, carried by an Immortal Crane.
The Immortal Crane soared haughtily through the mid-air, its body lithe and slender, the red crown on its head radiating a pure red glow.
"It’s the Haoran Righteous Crane, it looks like people from the Vast Immortal Sect have arrived," someone said with a frown in a low voice.
Following that, the Immortal Crane let out a piercing cry, and the curtains of the purple palanquin were lifted, revealing a young man in a purple robe who stepped out from within.
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The young man’s face bore a warm smile, and his long hair was neatly tied behind his head.
He had quite the dashing and graceful demeanor of a spirited young man.
"It’s Hao Chen, the contemporary Saint Heir of the Vast Immortal Sect," someone remarked.
"These Imperial Rule Immortal Sect people really have some nerve, despite having excellent resources, they still compete with us Loose Cultivators for these things."
Someone inevitably complained with dissatisfaction.
Just then, a roar akin to that of a dragon’s bellow came from beside them.
Right after, three creatures resembling Jiao Dragons flew swiftly from the edge of the sky, riding the clouds and fog.
These three Jiao Dragon-like creatures were pulling something akin to a bed.
To be more precise, it looked more like a wide, soft cushion.
This cushion was several meters long, surrounded by transparent gauze that allowed a blurry view of the scene inside.
A figure was seen lying leisurely on the cushion, while several maids attended to them.
"It’s that monster girl from the Long River Immortal Sect again," remarked a Loose Cultivator ruefully.
In the entire Tianluan Domain, it was almost common knowledge that Luo Shengqing, the current Saintess of the Long River Immortal Sect, loved to cross-dress.
Despite being a lady, she always liked to appear as a dashing young master, and her entourage of admiring followers made for a merry sight.
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"Around us, in this Legacy Land, ultimately only one can succeed. The rest of you are merely running along," came Luo Shengqing’s voice from above, light and clear as a bell.
"Miss Luo, perhaps you shouldn’t join this hectic scene. Precisely because it’s fraught with danger inside, let us contend for it. It’d be a pity if Miss Luo’s pretty face were to be marred," a Loose Cultivator said with a chuckle.
These Loose Cultivators, with the world as their home and heads hanging on their belts, weren’t too afraid of these Imperial Rule Immortal Sect folks.
As everyone was chatting away, suddenly someone exclaimed in surprise.
"Look, isn’t there someone atop the Blood Palace?"
Following the direction pointed out by the speaker, everyone turned their heads and saw a tiger and a young man just arriving atop the Blood Palace.
The young man was casually lying there, one leg crossed over the other.
"Friend, what are you doing atop the Blood Palace?" someone shouted loudly.
"Soaking up the sun," replied the youth atop the Blood Palace with a smile.
"Friend, the Blood Palace is full of dangers; it might be better for you to come down," someone else advised.
The young man hummed in acknowledgement, then sat astride the Dark Heaven Tiger and slowly descended.
Just as Xu Zimei stepped down, someone nearby greeted him, "I am Wang Huikun from the Northern Border, may I know where you hail from, friend?"
"Eastern Continent," Xu Zimei replied with a light chuckle.
"Are you here to vie for the God of Slaughter legacy as well?" asked someone nearby.
"I suppose so," Xu Zimei responded with a smile and a nod of his head.
"To have come from the distant Eastern Continent to the central Continent, the journey must have been fraught with many dangers," said Wang Huikun with a smile.
These Loose Cultivators, always eager to make friends, may not be sincere in friendship, but having a friend meant there was nowhere they couldn’t go in the future.
While they were exchanging words, a young man came swaggering from afar.
