Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8392: Momentum (1)

Yet, the bloodsucker team skipped the arena fights this round. It wasn't due to any lack of desire on their part, but simply because they were unable. Their power was immense, and several members even met the criteria for joining the battles. Still, once the sect learned of their remarkable abilities and seamless teamwork, they whisked the group away for intensive special training. Zhao Hai hadn't anticipated this development at all. That said, he felt genuine delight for their sake. Receiving such focused training from the sect clearly indicated the high esteem in which they were held. It was undoubtedly a fortunate turn.

Zhao Hai stood in the blood Buddha Temple's square, his gaze fixed on the distant forest Hall. A sturdy wall encircled the forest Hall, blocking any view of its interior activities. Unlike the open square of the blood Buddha Temple, it lacked such a space, leaving everyone uncertain if the temple's disciples were gathered outside. Only the grand main hall remained visible, nothing more.

About 3000 meters separated the blood Buddha Temple from the Sen Luo temple. The vast area between them lay barren and open, while crowds of cultivators packed the flanking seats. Some hovered mid-air, others perched on massive ritual artifacts. All eyes turned toward Zhao Hai and the Sen Luo temple, with fingers pointing and murmurs rippling through the throng.

"See that? It's the blood Buddha Temple from the bloody massacre sect. Word is, it's the magical artifact wielded by the blood Buddha, one of the sect's eight great elders. Clearly, the bloody massacre sect is treating this with utmost seriousness. Even a powerhouse like the blood Buddha, among the eight great elders, has shown up in person. I wonder if we'll witness such a master in combat."

"You're mistaken. It's not the eight great elders—it's the six now. Two of the bloody massacre sect's eight great elders fell for treason against the sect. Honestly, the blood slaughter sect folks are ruthless. They spare no one, not even their own. In any other faction, those eight great elders would stand as the pinnacle of power. But they executed them without hesitation. That's the blood slaughter sect's way—utterly merciless."

"Hmph, treason against the sect counts as the gravest offense. Across all sects, it's punishable by death. No matter the culprit's status, if the sect has the means, they'll ensure no mercy. But your info seems off. Of those two traitorous elders, one got slain, while the other vanished without a trace. No one's located him yet. The blood kill sect views it as a humiliation, so they've kept it under wraps."

"Oh? Brother, you're quite the insider. How'd you uncover such details? I can't tell if it's accurate. The bloody massacre sect ranks among the top ten sects. Sure, internal conflicts weakened them, but even a weakened giant outmatches a pony. Tracking down one person should be trivial for them—how'd they let him slip away?"

"Hahaha, I'll grant the blood slaughter sect isn't feeble; their might is undeniable. Just observe how the other major sects banded together this time yet still can't overpower them—that speaks volumes. But don't dismiss the escaped elder. Rumors say he's exceptionally formidable. With the other powers uniting against the blood slaughter sect afterward, they had no bandwidth to hunt him. It's no surprise they lost his trail. My source is rock-solid, trust me."

"Check out the Sen Luo temple—such a spectacle. They say it's the prized heirloom of the 13 Family Alliance. Though the Yu family typically oversees it, it remains the alliance's core asset. The alliance owes its very survival to this magical weapon. Bringing it here this time shows they're even more invested in this arena than the bloody massacre sect."

"Naturally, they'll invest more. A loss now means facing the blood slaughter sect's onslaught alone, with no aid from the others. The 13 Family Alliance packs a punch, but can they truly rival the blood slaughter sect? From the start, the thirteen families' alliance served as a pawn in someone else's game. They might've harbored those ambitions initially, but now they're reaping the bitter harvest of their overreach."

"Heard the latest? Apparently, those powerhouse sects dispatched their own to bolster the thirteen families' Alliance—all elite legacy disciples. They've handpicked top talents from their ranks to reinforce the alliance, aiming to secure victory in this Arena War. So, it's not merely the thirteen families clashing with the blood slaughter sect; it's a full coalition of major sects targeting the blood slaughter sect."

"What thirteen families versus blood slaughter sect? Right from the outset, multiple major sects conspired against the blood slaughter sect. In this arena showdown, they'll confront every major sect, far beyond just the thirteen families. It's a high-stakes wager pitting the blood slaughter sect against the rest of the powers. Your take misses the mark."

"Ah? If that's true, how could the blood slaughter sect possibly hold its own? Reports claim seven major sects are arrayed against the blood slaughter sect. That leaves out only the blood slaughter sect itself, their steadfast ally the giant demon sect, and the ever-neutral Rahu sect from all the skirmishes. Every other major sect is in, plus hordes of smaller and mid-tier ones. Doesn't that spell the blood slaughter sect standing alone against an army of factions? Any chance of victory?"

"Hmph, they've already triumphed. By cornering all the major sects into this arena ploy instead of direct assaults on the thirteen Family Alliance, they've gained the upper hand. If those sects truly believed they could wipe them out, would they indulge this setup?"

Endless chatter echoed among the onlookers. Zhao Hai caught every word, yet it stirred no concern in him. Whatever rumors they spread, they couldn't sway his focus. His sole priority remained confronting the foes ahead. Such idle talk held zero sway over him.

The arena's start loomed near, yet the Sen Luo temple showed no signs of stirring. Zhao Hai recognized his rivals' ploy to erode their morale through delay, but it left him unmoved. External tactics might unsettle, yet they rarely proved game-changers, so he dismissed any schemes they plotted.

Zhao Hai gradually shut his eyes, tuning out the external clamor. He stood motionless, as if merging seamlessly with the world around him. Those nearby soon spotted his demeanor. The core disciples, too, found their restless spirits easing under his influence. Gradually, like him, many sealed their eyes. Silence enveloped the blood Buddha Temple's square, so profound that the fall of a needle would echo. This serene vibe even rippled to the spectators. They observed the blood Buddha Temple square's transformation. Seasoned observers among them grew solemn at the sight.

Amid the spectator cultivators floated a ship-like grand celestial artifact. It appeared plain at first glance, but a distinct emblem adorned it. None overlooked that symbol, for it marked the night Demon. That insignia signified a sect: the infamous yet enigmatic Rahu sect.

The Rahu sect numbered among the blood sea realm's top ten sects, its prowess beyond question. Above all, it shrouded itself in deep secrecy. The Rahu sect's domain stood as a no-go zone for outsiders. Rare were those who entered and returned; survivors often faced the sect's relentless pursuit. Thus, none dared probe the Rahu sect's lands.

That said, the Rahu sect by no means ignored external affairs. In truth, its intelligence web outshone every other in the blood sea realm. Even the corpse demon sect, hailed as the bloody massacre sect's top intelligence force, paled beside the Rahu sect's. For an event of this magnitude, they'd surely dispatch observers. This modest ship-shaped artifact belonged to the Rahu sect. All recognized its emblem, keeping a wide berth from the vessel.

Leading the Rahu sect group were cultivators clad in brief black robes. Witnessing the bloody massacre sect disciples' composure in the blood Buddha Temple square, their head couldn't hold back a murmur: "The core disciples of the bloody massacre sect show real mettle."

His remark drew immediate glances from his companions. They shifted their view toward the blood Buddha Temple. Seeing the bloody massacre sect's core disciples arrayed so steadily in the square, they drew sharp breaths in astonishment. Then, one standing at the leader's rear remarked, "Impressive indeed. Staying composed amid such tension speaks volumes. The rival major sects aimed to unnerve them by withholding their disciples and letting the wait drag on, breeding impatience. But that backfired. Far from fraying, the bloody massacre sect remains utterly poised. Now the strain mounts on the opponents."

"The blood slaughter sect folks weren't this steady earlier. It's all thanks to that Zhao Hai. Heh, blood ghost—fitting moniker. No surprise the big sects crave his demise. His display alone merits their scrutiny. Yet, lingering in the Sen Luo Palace signals clear backing for the 13 families' Alliance. It won't prove simple. Those sects can still lend covert aid to the thirteen families."

"Heh, that's precisely the blood slaughter sect's aim. As long as those sects hesitate to offer overt support to the 13 families' Alliance, the blood slaughter sect claims a win. Then they can strike the thirteen families without restraint. I've noticed the blood slaughter sect growing shrewder. Fascinating turn. This round, the blood slaughter sect shattered the seven major sects' coalition and crushed the 13 families' Alliance at the western defensive line. Outwardly, it looked like brute force and odd tactics, but clever maneuvers underpinned it all. Rare for the bloody massacre sect—this doesn't match their usual style."