My Cultivation Was Wasted at the Beginning, and My Side Effects Were Transferred

87: The Divine Fire Sect was destroyed and the treasure house was seized“Ah… ah ah ah…”

As the Divine Fire Sect Elders fell one by one into pools of blood, their bodies were utterly destroyed.

The Shenhuo Sect disciples below, witnessing such a horrific scene, were already trembling with fear.

Under extreme panic, they completely lost their minds.

They couldn’t help but howl at the sky, letting out frantic shouts and screams.

It was as if they wanted to vent their resentment, dissatisfaction, and fear of impending death through these sounds.

“Hahahaha… hahahaha…”

Lu Fengming, in the void, looked down from above at the Shenhuo Sect disciples who had fallen into a state of complete madness, a hint of mocking smile appearing at the corner of his lips as he laughed wildly.

Lu Fengming’s laughter was filled with unprecedented mockery and a sense of playing a trick.

“Everyone, goodbye…”

Amidst the bursts of laughter, Lu Fengming’s laughter abruptly stopped.

It was replaced by a sound that deeply shook the heart.

As his voice fell, Lu Fengming waved his large hand, and the power of lightning in his hand gathered once again.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into numerous lightning dragons, each the size of an arm, exuding a powerful purple aura.

Accompanied by a sound of tearing through the air, countless lightning dragons poured down, fiercely striking the Shenhuo Sect disciples below.

The tide-like power of lightning fiercely struck down, hitting the remaining Shenhuo Sect disciples.

In the blink of an eye, one Shenhuo Sect disciple after another was burned to a charred color.

Instantly, the aroma of roasted meat and dark black smoke appeared before them.

“Ah… ah…”

Screams of agony, pain, wails, and pleas for mercy continuously rang out from below.

As the power of lightning struck their bodies, how could their mortal flesh resist?

Their bodies either rapidly burned into charcoal or were torn apart, leaving no trace, instantly turning into a pile of ashes, ultimately all converting into Lu Fengming’s evil points, used to nourish Lu Fengming.

At the same time, a series of system prompts also sounded in Lu Fengming’s mind.

“Ding! The host has killed a Shenhuo Sect disciple. The host has gained 3000 evil points.”

“Ding! The host has killed a Shenhuo Sect elite disciple. The host has gained 6000 evil points.”

“Ding! The host has killed a Shenhuo Sect inner disciple. The host has gained 10,000 evil points.”

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In less than half an hour, the Shenhuo Sect, which had been inherited for tens of thousands of years, covered an area of thousands or even tens of thousands of miles, and was well-known in the Yan Yang Empire, had been completely destroyed by Lu Fengming.

All the remaining disciples perished under that vast power of lightning, their bodies utterly destroyed, not a single one left.

The once glorious Shenhuo Sect, possessing immense power, had, in just half a day, turned into ten thousand miles of scorched earth.

Everything became nothing, ultimately turning into ash.

After everything was done, Lu Fengming’s figure remained in mid-air, looking down from above, quietly appreciating the Shenhuo Sect, which he had completely massacred and turned into a scorched earth.

Looking at the charred corpses and the blood mist covering the ground, Lu Fengming’s eyes showed no trace of pity.

Instead, his eyes held an unprecedented coldness.

He observed the tragic state of the Shenhuo Sect with the mindset of a passerby.

In a fit of rage, Lu Fengming not only killed the Divine Fire Sect Old Ancestor and many of the Divine Fire Sect Elders.

Tens of thousands of Shenhuo Sect disciples also all perished at Lu Fengming’s hands.

Yet, Lu Fengming, having done all this, remained calm.

It was as if he had just destroyed a few ant nests and crushed a large pile of ants with a single palm.

The strong prey on the weak, and only the fittest survive.

This was the law of survival in this world.

In this world, there was no room for mercy or a saintly heart.

Therefore, Lu Fengming would not pity any weak cultivator.

If some Shenhuo Sect disciples had offended Lu Fengming, it would originally have been only those few disciples’ matter. Lu Fengming had already killed those disciples and the Divine Fire Sect Elders, so it had nothing to do with the other Shenhuo Sect disciples.

But Lu Fengming insisted on killing them all, leaving no future troubles.