Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World - Chapter 16470

Chapter 16468.

Those Myriad Swords Illusionary Immortal Arrays were their armor, designed to protect them. This armor was also spiked, capable of assassinating enemies. These Myriad Swords Illusionary Immortal Arrays were their trump card against the Blood Slaughter Sect. However, the fact that they were destroyed so quickly was completely unexpected by Zhang Qingyu and his group.

Zhang Qingyu’s face turned extremely grim. He knew very well that without these Myriad Swords Illusionary Immortal Arrays, they would have to face the Blood Slaughter Sect’s large magical artifacts directly. Even if they won, their losses would be extremely heavy.

Just as Zhang Qingyu was about to have his puppets attack the Blood Slaughter Sect members, he discovered that all of the Blood Slaughter Sect’s spherical arrays had stopped attacking. The spherical arrays had all turned into individual spheres, seemingly without any offensive power.

At this moment, countless Blood Slaughter Sect disciples suddenly appeared before them. Zhang Qingyu didn’t understand the Blood Slaughter Sect’s intentions and stared intently at the Blood Slaughter Sect members.

Just then, a man appeared before Zhang Qingyu and his companions. Zhang Qingyu looked at the man, and the man looked at Zhang Qingyu as well. He smiled slightly and then clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhang Qingyu and his group, saying, “Elder Chang Jun of the Blood Slaughter Sect greets everyone. How are you all?”

Zhang Qingyu looked at Chang Jun and snorted coldly

, saying, “I would be better off if you hadn’t appeared here.” Upon hearing this, Chang Jun smiled slightly and then said, “Sect Leader Zhang, please don’t be so hostile towards us. We don’t actually want to harm you. Moreover, according to the traditions of our sect, we have to come and persuade you. Everyone, join our Blood Slaughter Sect. As long as you join our Blood Slaughter Sect, your lineage will be passed down, and you will not suffer any harm. What do you say?”

Upon hearing Chang Jun’s words, Zhang Qingyu and the man beside him were all stunned. Even those from the Jade Bell Sect Alliance who heard these words were all taken aback for a moment, and then they all turned to look at Zhang Qingyu.

Zhang Qingyu frowned at Chang Jun, then said, “How do I know if what you’re saying is true? You can kill people and then resurrect them.”

Chang Jun smiled and said, “You see, you’ve always misunderstood us, or rather, you misunderstand resurrection. Perhaps in your eyes, if someone dies and is resurrected, then they become a ghost, without thought, without a soul, and powerless. But you’re wrong. You’re a cultivator; how can you think like that? Death is never the end for a cultivator, but a new beginning.” “The beginning, bringing the dead back to life, wasn’t about turning them into ghosts. It was simply about bringing them back to life. Their souls are still there, their memories are still there, their emotions are still there. How can you say they aren’t the same people they were before? Besides, after their resurrection, they’ve actually gained immortality in a way. Isn’t that a good thing?”

Upon hearing Chang Jun’s words, Zhang Qingyu was slightly taken aback. Then, his eyes fixed on Chang Jun, he said in a deep voice, “Easier said than done. No matter what, you killed them, didn’t you?”

Chang Jun… Hearing Zhang Qingyu’s words, the smile on his face vanished, and he said in a deep voice, “We prefer to call it liberation. And speaking of this, we don’t want to kill them. If they were willing to join us, everything would be resolved. But they don’t want to join us. You must understand, the moment they fought us, they became our enemies. You are the same. The reason I’m telling you all this is because this is how the sect has always operated. Our sect leader doesn’t want to kill too many people. He hopes you will join our sect voluntarily. This is your last chance. If you accept this opportunity, then you are one of us. If you don’t accept, then you will remain our enemies. And we never show mercy to our enemies. You will still die eventually. Once you die, you will still join us and become one of us. But you must die first. Since you will join us even after death, why not join us while you’re alive?”

Zhang Qingyu snorted coldly, “Even if we die, we won’t join you. At worst, we’ll self-destruct our souls.”

“No, no, no, you can’t represent everyone, you can only represent yourself. Look at them. If they joined us, none of them would have to die. How can you represent them?”

Upon hearing Chang Jun’s words, Zhang Qingyu’s heart skipped a beat. He immediately turned to look at the disciples below. He had forgotten that the disciples were also human, and humans experience fear. Few of them wanted to die. Even if what he said was frightening, when faced with death, they still didn’t want to die.

Sure enough, Zhang Qingyu saw fear in the disciples’ eyes; they didn’t want to die. Zhang Qingyu’s heart sank.

Chang Jun then looked at Zhang Qingyu and the others and continued, “Listen up, everyone. I’m giving you a chance. If you surrender, you will be disciples of the Blood Slaughter Sect and enjoy all the benefits of Blood Slaughter Sect disciples. If you don’t surrender, there will only be one outcome: death. Of course, many of you may not be afraid of death, but you may not know that even if you die, you will still join us, just like him.”

After speaking, Chang Jun waved his hand, and in the next instant, countless threads suddenly appeared on a cultivator’s body. These threads formed a large net, directly binding the cultivator and pulling him directly in front of Chang Jun.

Chang Jun looked at the man and smiled slightly, saying, “You’re not from the Jade Bell Sect, are you? You shouldn’t have come.” With that, Chang Jun moved his hand, and in the next instant, the threads shifted, and the man’s head fell off, blood spurting out.

His action shocked everyone; they truly hadn’t expected Chang Jun to kill someone so easily.

At that moment, Chang Jun moved his hand, and a rune was cast directly onto the headless corpse. Then, before Zhang Qingyu and the others’ eyes, the blood began to recede, and the head grew back. The person was restored to their original appearance, and soon opened their eyes again. They glanced at Chang Jun, then bowed and said, “Elder Chang.”

Chang Jun returned the bow and said, “Return to your unit.” The person responded and stood behind Chang Jun.

All of this happened too fast. The people from the Divine Kingdom were all astonished. They stared blankly at everything. Many of them truly did not know that the Blood Slaughter Sect possessed such abilities, so they were all shocked when they saw this.

These people had been curious about the meaning of Zhang Qingyu and Chang Jun’s words, and now they understood. The Blood Slaughter Sect could indeed resurrect the dead and make them their people, which astonished them greatly.

Zhang Qingyu and his group indeed didn’t tell the disciples about the Blood Slaughter Sect’s ability to resurrect the dead. They were well aware that revealing this would cause panic. Not all disciples were willing to die for their cause; they might surrender. Once some surrendered, more would follow, and morale would collapse, leading to utter ruin. That’s

why the disciples were so shocked when Chang Jun pulled this stunt. The impact was immense.

Imagine: you’re prepared to fight to the death, but then they tell you to surrender, that there’s no point in fighting because you’ll still join them even if you die. What’s the point of fighting then? This is precisely the most terrifying aspect of the undead race.

Chang Jun looked at the people and then said, “You’ve all seen it. If you die, you’ll join us too. And don’t think he’s a ghost; he’s still himself. So if you really resist, you’ll end up like this. If you surrender, you’ll be disciples of our Blood Slaughter Sect, just like him. So why fight this time? Here’s what I’ll do: I’ll give you a choice. You have a quarter of an hour. If you surrender within that time, we’ll take action and kill you. So you can choose now.” After Chang Jun finished speaking, he looked at the people calmly.

The group panicked immediately, whispering amongst themselves. Zhang Qingyu’s face turned grim, and he shouted, “Don’t believe him! If you join them, they’ll kill you and then resurrect you. They won’t let you go. Joining them won’t save you.” Chang

Jun smiled slightly, “No, no, no, Sect Master Zhang, I think you’ve forgotten something. There’s something called a restriction in this world. If you join our Blood Slaughter Sect, we’ll place restrictions on you, so we won’t worry about you betraying us. Therefore, we don’t need to kill them at all.”

“Nonsense! They are all disciples of our sect. They already have our sect’s restrictions on them. You can’t place restrictions on them.”

“No, Sect Leader Zhang, don’t think that just because you can’t do something, others can’t either. What you can’t do, we can do. That’s the biggest difference between us and you. Don’t believe me? Look.” After Chang Jun finished speaking, he moved his hand, and the next moment, a disciple of the Jade Bell Sect was directly pulled in front of Chang Jun by a net made of silk threads. No one knew how Chang Jun did it, how big the net made of silk threads was, or when he covered that disciple. They didn’t see the net, nor did they feel any energy fluctuations. The net seemed to appear out of thin air. It was too strange.