Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

"Master Yun, you think too highly of me. I'm just an alchemist. I can handle ordinary injuries, but you said your sect's disciples' essence and blood disappeared out of thin air. The worst that can happen is that I just need to take some Qi and blood replenishing pills."

"Master Zhong Feng, I understand what you mean, but this strange energy continues to consume the essence and blood of my disciples. Even taking medicine won't restore them quickly."

"But I don't have a good solution. This is indeed a bit unbelievable, and if we want to solve this problem, we have to find a solution from the source."

After listening to Zhong Wan’s explanation.

Yun Wencheng also felt that it made sense.

But even the Qingyun Sect’s Grand Elder couldn’t do anything about this matter.

Where can we find the source of this?

Is the scene from fifty years ago going to happen again?

Are you going to point the finger at Piaomiao Sect again?

Then ask Piaomiao Sect for compensation?

But this time, only my Qingyun Sect will suffer.

The Piaomiao Sect will definitely not buy it.

"Master Zhong Feng, I heard that your disciple Han Changkong can see the abnormalities of the curse. Is this true?"

Because Han Changkong built a Miracle Doctor Hall in the sect fifty years ago.

It is said that he also earned a lot of spirit stones.

"Master Yun, my inferior disciple is now in the Tianjian Sect and is no longer in the sect."

As soon as Zhong Wan finished speaking, Han Tianhai said:

"Master Yun, didn't one of your disciples also attend the Tianjian Sect's genius exchange meeting? Ask them to ask Changkong if he has any solutions."

Yun Wencheng thought that he could only try his best to save the situation.

Then he clasped his fists and said:

"You two, I'll take my leave now. I'll have my disciples contact you later. No matter if there's a way or not, we have to try."

After saying this, the figure disappeared in the hall.

"Brother Han, I really can't help it. Our sect has suffered losses from this method before, and I think whoever gets involved in this will be in trouble."

Upon hearing this, Han Tianhai nodded thoughtfully.

"Junior Sister Zhong, you should go back first. This Luoxia Continent is probably going to be in turmoil. I heard that the Qingyun Sect just lost several thousand disciples. This is no small matter. Moreover, more than a thousand Jindan cultivators have died. The loss is heavy."

"So, do we need to take precautions against this?"

"How can we prevent it? It's invisible and intangible."

Zhong Wan thought about it and decided to just focus on refining the elixir.

Why care about such a big thing?

Anyway, if the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up.

"Besides, I estimate that Master Uncle will be unable to suppress it in another ten years."

Hearing this, Zhong Wan was stunned.

Just now I was thinking about tall people.

So this tall guy can still last for another ten years?

Could it be that I am a jinx?

"Brother, shouldn't Uncle Master still have about thirty years left?"

Han Tianhai sighed.

"Theoretically, it's thirty years, but in reality, there are only ten years left before I have to overcome the tribulation. Even a large formation wouldn't be of any use."

The key is that Han Tianhai’s combat power is indeed strong.

But the five opposing sects all have old monsters who are undergoing tribulation.

Any one of them can beat Han Tianhai.

If Han Changkong heard this.

I will definitely say

"Don't panic, we have bodyguards, Immortal, I just want to ask you if you are afraid."

At this time, Han Changkong was standing in the arena of Tianjian Sect's market town.

"I'm telling you, the Tianjian Sect, aren't you trying to be a scoundrel? I've been waiting for an hour, and your damned God Transformation Master hasn't arrived yet?"

Hearing Han Changkong's heartbreaking words.

The disciples of Tianjian Sect could no longer hold back.

I really want to go up and kill him.

This caused the list in Han Changkong's system to increase by several hundred.

"Han Changkong, fight me if you dare."

At this time, a handsome male monk flew onto the stage.

But Han Changkong waved his hand.

"Call out your senior brother first, I'll fight you."

The disciples of Tianjian Sect were all stunned.

Because their senior brother Deng Jinyu was still paralyzed in bed.

I guess any mortal could kill him.

Wouldn't this just be giving Han Changkong a head?

"Han Changkong, my Senior Brother Deng is unwell and unable to participate in the duel, so I will challenge you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"