Peerless Taoist

"With a single thought, killing intent will appear, and the killing move will appear. With an indomitable aura, I will crush my opponent with killing intent."    

"Those Asuras are also the same. Although the strength of those Asuras is very strong, they don't have any order in their attacks. It is very easy for them to find a flaw. If it wasn't for the fact that this child is too young and his mana and physical strength are not enough, he would have been able to kill all of my Asuras."    

The God of Slaughter slowly said, "I forcefully captured these Asuras in the past. They have caused harm to a side and were raised in this mystic realm by me. Although they no longer have the same vigor as before, they are still a relatively powerful race. It is not easy for this child to have such abilities. I still think highly of him."    

The God of Slaughter's words were quite clear. He had criticized Zhao Feihong's strengths and weaknesses.    

Lu Yu nodded his head, "That's right. In that case, my disciple is still considered to be in your eyes."    

"You have taken in a good disciple." The God of Slaughter sighed sincerely.    

Although he was the God of Slaughter, when he was alive, he was alone. He didn't have anyone by his side, nor had he ever taken in a disciple.    

Lu Yu said, "Since that's the case, give him your inheritance."    

"Master, I..." Zhao Feihong was a little surprised.    

He did not expect that Lu Yu would actually ask the God of Slaughter for his inheritance for him.    

One must know that this kind of inheritance was not to be underestimated. It was the inheritance of the number one expert in Kunlun back then. If this kind of news were to spread, it would immediately cause a bloody storm.    

"Don't worry about it. My lineage is a combination of all the inheritances of the Hundred Sects, and it is one of my own. In the future, you might encounter even more fortuitous encounters. This is a lesson that I have taught you." Lu Yu said, causing Zhao Feihong to be relieved of his worries.    

Hearing Lu Yu's words, Zhao Feihong did not say anything else.    

He sat cross-legged on the ground. The Killing God did not waste any time. He raised his finger and directly pointed at the center of Zhao Feihong's forehead.    

In an instant, the surrounding Yin wind suddenly rose. Waves of terrifying killing intent converged into Zhao Feihong's body. A moment later, Zhao Feihong's face revealed a painful expression.    

When the Killing God saw this, he frowned slightly. "Great God, this child is still too young. I'm afraid it's very difficult for him to withstand it."    

The inheritance of the Killing God was usually accompanied by a bloody storm and countless killings.    

This kind of inheritance that was like a hell of the Asura would make even an adult feel a lot of pressure, let alone a child.    

Sweat beads appeared on Zhao Feihong's forehead, and his face turned slightly pale.    

"What are you afraid of? Since you want to inherit your ancestor’s will, if you can't even pass this trial, then what ambitions are there to speak of!" Lu Yu suddenly shouted.    

Zhao Feihong's body trembled a few times, then he suddenly became silent and motionless. He clenched his fists tightly and held on.    

A complicated expression flashed across the face of the God of Slaughter. In the end, he heaved a long sigh and said,    

"Unfortunately, he is not my disciple."    

Zhu Yan and the others looked at Zhao Feihong, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with envious expressions on their faces.    

That was the inheritance of the God of Slaughter!    

Whoever inherited the legacy of the God of Slaughter would probably be able to run amok in the Kunlun Secret Realm. No one would be able to make things difficult for them.    

Moreover, Zhao Feihong had a powerful Master like Lu Yu. His own talent was also strong, and many people revealed envious expressions on their faces.    

After an hour, Zhao Feihong slowly opened his eyes.    

The moment he opened his eyes, two sharp killing intents appeared in his eyes. His cultivation level also increased by leaps and bounds.    

"Master, I feel that my strength has increased by several times!" Zhao Feihong stood up and said excitedly.    

"Mm."    

Lu Yu did not feel that it was strange.    

After all, this was the inheritance of a high-level god. It was able to make Zhao Feihong, who had just stepped into cultivation, feel an unprecedented increase in strength.    

However, the most important part of the God of Slaughter's inheritance was still the content of the later parts. The content was profound and difficult to understand. Zhao Feihong could only slowly understand the true meaning of it through continuous cultivation.    

"I still have a magic treasure that I am willing to give to the god's disciple."    

Suddenly, the God of Slaughter raised his hand and grabbed, and a luxurious and ancient brocade robe fell on Zhao Feihong's body.    

The brocade robe seemed to have a life of its own. The moment it approached Zhao Feihong, it automatically changed into the size that Zhao Feihong was wearing, and it was quite fitting.    

"I feel that the speed at which I absorb and release spirit energy has increased!" Zhao Feihong felt the changes in the surrounding spirit energy, and he was overjoyed.    

The God of Slaughter smiled and said, "This is a magic treasure that I refined in the past. Not only is it impenetrable by swords and spears, it can even block the heavenly thunder, and it can gather the spirit energy of all directions for my use."    

"This child is too young, and his cultivation level is not high enough. If he has enough spirit energy, he will be able to cultivate even faster."    

Lu Yu nodded and looked at the God of Slaughter. "That's right, you have a good heart."    

He knew very well that this was the God of Slaughter trying to befriend him.    

This kind of magic treasure was not overboard even for a high-level god to wear it, but the God of Slaughter had given it to Zhao Feihong. This was also a great loss for the God of Slaughter.    

The only reason why he did this was to please Lu Yu.    

After all, only with Lu Yu's help would he have a chance to find a way to break through to the Godly Monarch Realm.    

As for ordinary treasures, they were not enough to move Lu Yu's heart. However, to Zhao Feihong, who was still relatively weak, they were quite useful.    

Lu Yu did not reject these things. The God of Slaughter's inheritance was also a chance for Zhao Feihong. It was a treasure that could only be found by chance, and it was quite precious.    

Moreover, it was impossible for Lu Yu to be by Zhao Feihong's side. This time, he had helped him obtain such a great inheritance, so he could be considered to have helped him a bit.    

"Let's forget about this matter."    

Lu Yu nodded and patted Zhao Feihong's shoulder. "Let's go."    

"Yes, Master!" Zhao Feihong replied softly.    

Lu Yu raised his hand and grabbed. Zhao Feihong, along with Zhu Yan and the others, disappeared into the pitch-black and cold underground palace.    

When Lu Yu left, the God of Slaughter finally recovered and let out a long sigh.    

"Why did such a terrifying little fellow suddenly appear outside?" The God of Slaughter muttered, and a hint of vicissitude flashed through his eyes.    

Zhu Yan and the others had no way of detecting it at all.    

However, the God of Slaughter could clearly sense it. Standing in front of Lu Yu, it was as if a tall mountain had descended in front of him, making it difficult for him to breathe.    

Zhu Yan and the others could not feel this kind of pressure at all. Only the God of Slaughter, who was also a peerless expert, could clearly sense it.    

The God of Slaughter even had a feeling that if he did not perform well just now and had the slightest intention of disobeying him, he might be suppressed by him in the blink of an eye.    

It had been a long time since he had felt this kind of feeling from someone else.