Chapter 382

He said to the Martial Sages of the Equipment Refining Sect who were forced to kneel on the ground, "Hand over the method of making filters and converting vitality, and I can …"

"Bah!" A Martial Sage raised his head and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm at Adam. He cursed, "The disciples of the Equipment Refining Sect in the Holy World and the Heaven Realm will not let you go! The Divine Venerable will exterminate your entire clan! "

"You want to get the secret method of the Equipment Refining Sect from us? Dream on!"

"Kill us if you have the guts!"

As soon as the Martial Sage finished speaking, a terrifying gravity was exerted on his body. His entire body exploded into a bloody mist, and the bright martial core flew into Adam's hand.

"You're courting death!"

"You're finished! No one can save you! "

The remaining Martial Sages kept cursing. Adam used thunderous means and killed 69 Martial Sages in succession before speaking again, "Hand over the secret method …"

"In your dreams!"

Bang!

"… I'll spare your life!"

The last two Martial Sages were really scared. Even the most noble disciples of the Equipment Refining Sect in the Qianyuan Realm had spent a lot of time cultivating until now. They were not willing to die so miserably. The second last Martial Sage suddenly changed the topic and said, "I can give it to you, but you have to swear …"

Bang!

Adam was not threatened at all. He asked the last person directly, "Hand it over or die."

The Martial Sage trembled and kowtowed like he was pounding garlic. He said in a trembling voice, "The vitality refining array is used …"

Bang!

Before he could finish speaking, the Martial Sage and his martial core exploded together. The vitality storm that swept out revealed a strange attribute and attached to Adam and the others.

This method naturally had no effect on the sorcerers, but the significance of this matter was not ordinary.

"Is it a curse or a contract?" Adam frowned and muttered to himself.

A sorcerer beside him said, "It should be both. It seems that this is their method to protect an important inheritance. If they leak it without permission and it remains in their body, they will be killed by something called a restriction."

Another person said, "It's a little troublesome. If this Equipment Refining Sect is like this, the rest of the Martial World won't be any different. That's fine. If the Equipment Refining Sect in the Holy World and the Heaven Realm are like this, we …"

Adam instructed everyone to order their slaves to carry the tools to the Central City carefully, while he flew up with the sorcerers. He said, "It shouldn't be. If the Equipment Refining Sect is the direct inheritance of a creature from the Divine Realm, it must have left a way to ensure that the inheritance is not lost before it went into hibernation.

The reason why he used such a method to devour Essence Energy instead of directly wandering in the void was clearly because he knew that he was incompatible with the Fourth Epoch and needed to hide himself.

If we don't have a good way to do it, and under the current flow of time, if he wakes up every time he eats the strongest cultivator of the Equipment Refining Sect, it's very likely that he'll be exposed. "

Everyone nodded, thinking that what Adam said made sense. One of them asked, "Then, what do we do now?"

"Let's gather according to the original plan. Emptying the Martial World of resources should be enough for most of the sorcerers to become Martial Saints. When the time comes, we'll go to the Holy World to look for the Artefact Sect."

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Martial Artists were completely selfish.

They didn't have the means to regenerate resources. To advance, they needed to use their lives to snatch limited resources and a fixed amount of Essence Energy. In the Martial World, if they wanted to advance again, they would need to defeat countless enemies to obtain the qualifications.

It could be said that the number of Martial Saints that could be accommodated in the Holy World was a standard number.

This meant that unless there was something wrong with the brain, the martial artists who entered the Holy World would never easily fall to the Lower World.

The Central Cities of the Martial World didn't receive any reinforcements before they were destroyed. Under the joint attack of the sorcerers, they were reduced to ashes.

After meeting up, everyone exchanged their gains. Just like Adam, they didn't get any useful information from the Equipment Refining Sect's gathering place and the Equipment Refining Sect's Martial Saints.

At this point, the Martial World was of no value to the sorcerers. Garfield ran to the four Central Cities and used the simplest method to connect the filter core taken from the Mortal World to the filter of the Martial World, increasing the speed of gathering Essence Energy by several times.

The sorcerers occupied the four corners, constantly devouring every wisp of Essence Energy.

Three years later, the Martial World was desolate, and there was still no response from the creature from the Divine Realm. The sorcerers were prepared, and 611 high-level Martial Saints went straight to the Holy World.

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In less than 75 years, the high and mighty Martial Saints of the Holy World had never imagined that they would encounter a calamity.

Just as Adam had expected, in terms of energy level, the vitality in the Holy World was infinitely close to magic power. However, compared to magic power with no attributes, the vitality here was much stronger, and its destructive power was also much higher. It was an energy that only Martial Saints could safely absorb. If creatures below Martial Saints came in contact with it, they would directly explode and die.

The Martial Saints of the Holy World were classified according to the sorcerers' system. The highest level was level 1.

Because of the continuous strengthening of Essence Energy, the mass of each of their energy-devouring cells was astonishing. When their body's original size couldn't withstand the repulsive force between the cells, their bodies would inevitably develop to a higher and larger size. The daily body of each Martial Saint was no smaller than the true body of a sorcerer.

At this stage, it was no longer possible for a sorcerer to fight against a hundred enemies. The Martial Saints displayed strength that was worthy of their status.

However, there were very few of them. All of them added together were only five times the number of sorcerers. In a situation where they were wary of each other and couldn't work together, they were just a sumptuous dish to the sorcerers. There was nothing they could do other than to be gradually eaten away.

The Artefact Sect was no longer hidden in the Holy World. They were one of the strongest forces together with the Realm Alliance and the Racial Alliance. The former controlled the Essence Energy, while the latter controlled the Ascension Path. The Racial Alliance was struggling to survive under the pressure of the two.

The Artefact Sect's artifacts could be seen everywhere in the Holy World. They were like the most ordinary robots that could only act according to a set mission. In these three planes where there were no ordinary creatures, they took care of all the chores.

The sorcerers of the Seventh Alchemy Holy Tower among the Descended Ones sneered at these artifacts. To them, other than the Essence Energy part that was still shrouded in fog, the rest of the structure and technology was just a pile of garbage.

In the 75th year, the remaining 05 Martial Saints were gathered in the Central City of the First Holy World by the sorcerers. They had nowhere to go because all the other places had been slaughtered and occupied. They also had nowhere to run because the Essence Energy of the Holy World was at a historical low. It was no longer enough to support any of them to ascend.

The sorcerers began to move towards the Central City, preparing to launch an all-out attack to completely destroy the Holy World.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

"They're actually fighting among themselves! Under such circumstances! "

Seeing what happened in the Central City, the sorcerers didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was hard to imagine that the warriors would be so stupid. They didn't want to gather their strength and fight to the death. Instead, they began to kill each other.