Longevity Martial Arts: Starting from Inner Core Skill

In a hidden valley.

The valley was filled with mist, and one could easily get lost in it.

A rustling sound came from the rock wall nearby as if something was crawling on it, giving one goosebumps.

Under this eerie setting, a group of ten people numbly walked through the valley, tightly bound; two people were watching over them.

Those with broader knowledge could recognize that the material binding them was called Binding God Iron, simply used to bind Grandmaster Level Martial Artists.

"What is that?"

One of the bound persons saw what was on the rock wall.

The rock wall was covered with countless worm-like creatures, constantly squirming, teeming with life.

The Grandmaster suddenly sat down on the ground, seemingly frightened.

And after sitting on the ground, the Grandmaster found that the ground was also covered with the same creatures.

But no one answered his question, the only response was a whip.

Snap!

The whip was specially made, directly whipping flesh and drawing blood from the Grandmaster’s body.

"Still a Grandmaster, yet so cowardly!"

The person guarding them did not mince his words and spat on the Grandmaster.

"Stand up, keep moving!"

The fallen Grandmaster did not dare resist, promptly standing up and moving forward, his spirit and Grandmaster pride long worn down.

Seeing the Grandmaster so obedient, a hint of pleasure appeared in the eyes of the two guards.

Neither of them were even Seventh-Grade Martial Artists, yet they could casually manipulate and demean Grandmaster Level Martial Artists, which gave them a strong sense of pleasure.

What of being a Grandmaster?

Still submissive under the whip.

Not only that, over these two days, the two had extracted many valuable things from this group of Grandmaster Level Martial Artists, possibly advancing them further along the path of Martial Artists.

They had not expected that being chosen for this assignment of delivering this blood sacrifice held such hidden perks.

Those in their clan who were unwilling to come surely had missed out.

The two continued to march the ten Grandmasters forward.

As they neared their destination, the valley suddenly shook violently.

"Damn it!"

A very unpleasant voice spread throughout the valley.

Everyone could feel the rage in the voice.

The dense fog around seemed to be dispersed by this rage, revealing an enormous tree hundreds of meters tall and nearly a hundred meters wide.

This tree was extremely bizarre.

With bones for branches and human skin for leaves, it was a Demon Tree.

But this Demon Tree was twisting madly as if it was suffering from some extreme pain.

Upon seeing this tree, the guards directly made the ten Grandmasters kneel, and then they themselves also knelt.

"Lord Blood Locust King, this is our blood sacrifice for this time, we hope you will accept it."

Even though they did not know what was happening, presenting the blood sacrifice was the right thing to do.

This Demon Tree, or the Blood Locust King, saw the twelve people kneeling on the ground.

Without any hesitation, its branches that covered the entire valley surged, instantly swallowing all twelve.

Just before their death, the guards wore expressions of disbelief and faint realization.

Such a good opportunity, why was no one taking it, the answer was now very clear.

Those who brought the blood sacrifice, when faced with Demon Beasts, were very likely to become the Demon Beast’s blood sacrifice themselves.

This task did indeed have its benefits, but it also bore extreme dangers.

After devouring twelve people, the Blood Locust King finally stopped.

"Is it suppressed?"

Under the huge tree, a figure in a black robe spoke.

This figure was dressed exactly like the Blood Locust King that Wang Sheng had encountered.

The giant tree, the Blood Locust King answered, "It’s temporarily suppressed, but the Greed Blood Locust King died not long ago and the Angry Blood Locust King has also died, which greatly affects the main body. It will need a long time to recover."

"As long as it can recover, that’s good. The last strike killed the Sky Wolf King, the Macaque King, and the Desire Blood Locust King on the spot, while the other Demon Kings were also injured. The initial plan cannot continue and it will need at least ten years to recover.

So as long as it can recover, it’s fine, I’m just afraid it might not."

The figure in the black robe was not panicked at all.

Since the plan was delayed, this recoverable injury actually wasn’t much of an issue.

"The most important thing this time is that the Angry Blood Locust King was killed, which is the biggest loss, leaving us short of one Grandmaster Level combat power on our side."

Grandmaster Level combat power, with Demon Beasts already sparse under human oppression, losing another one now significantly impacts the side of the Demon Beasts.

"The Angry Blood Locust King, with its temperament, easily underestimates enemies and is easily targeted, but its strength is no less than any of ours.

It seems that the person who killed it is very strong, we won’t move against him temporarily, but after the plan is complete, we can easily kill him too."

The giant tree, or rather, the main body of the Blood Locust King, although it is bearing all the injuries, is the most calm after the pain subsides.

After the last incident, now is not the best time to strike, so patience is necessary.

"I understand, Joy Blood Locust King, next I need to recover from the injuries, and the plan will have to be entrusted to you, whether it’s gathering power or retrieving that thing, it needs to be done quickly..."

After speaking, the main body of the Blood Locust King fell into a deep sleep.

The fog rose again in the valley, but this time there was no "swoosh" sound on the rock walls; it seemed just like an ordinary valley.

The Joy Blood Locust King, looking at the sleeping main body, also closed its eyes.

This time the loss was not small, not only had the core of the Angry Blood Locust King been lost but the plan had to be postponed again.

It seems necessary to contact the other clones to be more careful; if one or two more die, the plan might as well be scrapped.

As for the person who killed the Angry Blood Locust King, as long as we have the core, finding him will not be difficult, so there’s no need to worry too much.

...

Due to Wang Sheng killing the Angry Blood Locust King, the main body of the Blood Locust King was severely injured and had to enter a deep sleep.

However, Wang Sheng was quite happy about it.

The battle with the Blood Locust King directly confirmed his power, which was definitely of a Grandmaster Level.

And from the tone of the Blood Locust King, he seemed to not be weak among those of Grandmaster strength.

This was even without him fully exerting his power.

If he were to use his full strength, he would be even more formidable.

Right now, in terms of both lifespan and combat power, he was among the very top tier in the world, and with no Master of Destiny emerging, no one could threaten him.

However, he must still keep a low profile; if someone from the Upper Realm suddenly appeared, he would be at a disadvantage, so he couldn’t be too arrogant.

And he was only at the beginning of his journey with Inner Core Skill, and there was still a long path ahead.

Thinking of these, Wang Sheng’s heart, which had swelled somewhat from killing a Grandmaster of substantial strength, slowly calmed down.

But this did not disguise Wang Sheng’s good mood.

After all, he had reached the pinnacle in terms of overt combat power, ensuring his survival.

Then came the time to tally his gains.

However, when it came to gains, it was basically just the core he obtained from killing the Blood Locust King.

When he killed the Blood Locust King, the Qi Blood Power destroyed most things, but a piece of black wood remained.

Since this black wood had withstood his Qi Blood Power, Wang Sheng was not going to overlook it.

The black wood was extremely tough, even now his destructive Qi Blood Power couldn’t harm it, and though it was clearly wood, its weight was shockingly heavy even for him to feel the heft, indicating it was no ordinary item.

"Although I don’t know what it is, it’s mine now!"

He planned to take it back and study it closely...