After listening to the call from the Blood Worship Sect Master, Han Ye was silent for a while, and then angrily slammed the phone out.

His cultivation had reached the last moment, and he was about to make a breakthrough, as long as he took one step further, he would be able to achieve perfection and become a powerhouse at the level of an innate grandmaster.

But at this most critical juncture, the Blood Worship Sect Master gave him an ultimatum!

How he wished he could delay a little longer, even if it was just for a day.

However, the patience of the Blood Worship Sect Master had obviously reached its limit, and judging from the tone of the phone call just now, if he didn't go to the appointment, the old god stick would definitely die!

But if he went to the appointment, with his current strength, how could he be the opponent of the Blood Worship Sect Master?

His soul fire was about to evolve to the first order of the second realm, and he had already touched the threshold of the innate grandmaster, could it be that he was sent to death in vain like this, and his achievements fell short?

As soon as this thought flashed in Han Ye's mind, he was immediately erased by him.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stood up, moved his body slightly, and headed for the agreed place.

He risked his life to cultivate so desperately in order to protect his relatives and friends from the enemy.

The old god stick and he are old friends, if he doesn't save the old god stick for his own safety, then what's the point of his hard cultivation these days?

He retreated today because he was afraid of the strength of the Blood Worship Sect Master, so the next time the other relatives and friends around him encountered such danger, would he also find all kinds of reasons for himself to continue to cower, and then watch them die?

Han Ye felt that he couldn't do it, and he didn't want to do it.

Perhaps there is still a huge gap in strength between him and the Blood Worship Sect Master.

However, now he has also touched the threshold of the Innate Grandmaster, and the Blood Worship Sect Master was seriously injured while exploring the ancient tomb some time ago, even if the other party's injuries have been treated these days, it should not be so quick to fully recover and reach the peak state.

Maybe he has some chance, and maybe he can rescue the old god stick.

Now that he had made up his mind, Han Ye drove the Ferrari that had been repaired and arrived at the agreed location.

It is only three or four kilometers away from the ancient tomb of Baihu Mountain Jun, but the hill to the east happens to separate the ancient tomb from this place.

It was surrounded by a wilderness, with almost no shelter, and it was not easy to escape.

Last time, the Blood Worship Sect Master suddenly appeared here and almost killed him, and he tried his best to escape from the Blood Worship Sect Master.

The reason why the Blood Worship Sect Master chose this place as the place to meet is probably a lot of thought.

One is for the shame of being fled by him here, and the other is because the view here is wide and there are no superfluous things to obstruct it.

As long as the Blood Worship Sect Master was on guard in advance, if he wanted to repeat his old tricks and escape from the other party's hands, I was afraid it would be impossible.

Han Ye stopped and carefully observed the surrounding terrain, and then got out of the car.

The Blood Worship Sect Master was standing a hundred meters ahead.

Even though they were far away, Han Ye could still clearly feel that the murderous aura like a blade emanated from the Blood Worship Sect Master's body, stabbing his skin with a faint pain.

He couldn't help but secretly scream that something was wrong, and felt that his previous prediction had been deviated.

The Blood Worship Sect Master's injuries seemed to have healed to the point where he had returned to the realm of the Innate Grandmaster.

This meant that he would face a terrifying opponent whose strength was an entire realm beyond him, which meant that all the plans he had made before had turned into a pile of waste paper, and he was very unfortunate to encounter the worst situation.

"Should I find a feng shui master to change my life?" Han Ye muttered in a low voice, complaining about his fortune today.

When the Blood Worship Sect Master fled from the ancient tomb of the White Tiger Mountain Monarch, he was very embarrassed and in a hurry, and he didn't have time to take any of the spirit crystals with him.

In addition, the Blood Worship Sect Master was so seriously injured, it stands to reason that it should take a short time to recuperate before it can be completely healed.

But why is it that in less than half a month, the Blood Worship Sect Master has basically recovered?

Han Ye felt a little strange, but he didn't think about it deeply, now was not the time to think about it.

His gaze turned away from the Blood Worship Sect Master and to the Old Divine Stick.

The old god stick stood behind the Blood Worship Sect Master, he hadn't seen him for just a few days, he seemed to be a different person, his face was pale, his cheeks were sunken, he had lost a lot of weight, he looked very haggard, and he had completely lost his previous vigor.

He held his right hand in his left hand, and the three fingers of his right hand hung down softly, completely distorted to the point that they could not be seen as they were, apparently subjected to extremely cruel torture.

When Han Ye saw this scene, his face immediately turned pale, and the anger in his heart continued to gush upward.

Although he had learned that the old god stick had been tortured inhumanly by that phone call seven days ago, it was one thing to hear about it, and it was another thing to see it with his own eyes.

Now that he has seen the tragic situation of the old god stick with his own eyes, he is still greatly stimulated!

He secretly swore that as long as he could rescue the old god stick today, and successfully escaped.

In the future, he must repay the torture suffered by the old god stick ten times or even a hundred times that of the Blood Worship Sect Master!

When the old god stick saw Han Ye appear in front of him, his originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes showed a look of relief, excitement, and a little worry.

Han Ye did come to the appointment, and in order to save his old life, he came to the appointment at a huge risk.

Regardless of whether Han Ye could successfully rescue him in the end, this intention was enough to make him die without regrets.

Of course, then again, if you can survive, that's the best.

His good days had just begun, and at his age, it was still a little early to die like this.

Just when the old god stick was hopeful, the Blood Worship Sect Master looked Han Ye up and down a few times, and then sighed with a fake sigh: "Han Ye, when you were seriously injured and wanted to die in the ancient tomb, you were besieged by the tomb guarding battle spirits, and in the end, the altar completely collapsed, and you were replaced by someone else, you are definitely dead or alive, I didn't expect you to come back alive, it's really unbelievable!"

Han Ye said sarcastically: "No one else thought that I could survive, but I calculated it for you, it is worthy of being the leader of the Blood Worship Sect, and it is really a clever calculation!"

The Blood Worship Sect Master said coldly, "That's because your threat is too great, and I can't sleep until I see your corpse with my own eyes." Now it seems that my caution was not in vain.

Otherwise, if you have a chance to breathe, it will definitely become a big problem for me.

Han Ye, I have been famous for so many years and have countless enemies, but no one has ever valued me so much, and you are still the first.

You should feel honored. ”

"I'd rather not have the honor. It's not a good thing to be too eye-catching. Han Ye sighed a little helplessly, "Since I have already arrived at the appointment on time, can my master let it go?"

The Blood Worship Sect Master said, "Since you arrived on time for the appointment, then I will naturally keep my promise and return the person to you." ”

After speaking, he grabbed the collar of the old god stick, pushed the old god stick out, and pushed the old god stick towards Han Ye.

Han Ye was slightly surprised, he originally thought that the treacherous and cunning Blood Worship Sect Master would definitely use the old god stick as a blackmail, and put forward all kinds of harsh conditions, making him jealous.

I didn't expect the Blood Worship Sect Master to let people go so easily.

The old god stick didn't seem to expect that the Blood Worship Sect Master would let himself go so easily, and his face couldn't help but show a look of surprise, regardless of his weakness and shortness of breath, he staggered towards Han Ye with all his might.

The distance between the Blood Worship Sect Master and Han Ye was only a hundred meters, and although the old god stick had been tortured and weak these days, it didn't take long for him to rush through.

Seeing that he was about to rush to Han Ye's side, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The Blood Worship Sect Master suddenly stretched out a palm and aimed it at the back of the old god stick in the air, and slapped it from afar.

With a "whew", a thick force erupted from his palm, rushed through a distance of nearly 100 meters, and fiercely bombarded the back of the old god stick.

"Bang!"

With a loud crashing sound, the old god stick screamed miserably, as if he had been hit by a gravel truck, and his thin body was suddenly blasted into the air by the huge force, and flew forward.

Where would Han Ye have thought that after the Blood Worship Sect Master let go of the old god stick, he suddenly made a black hand, and he couldn't help but be angry, his toes were a little on the ground, and he jumped forward at full speed, catching the old god stick in mid-air.

He looked down and saw that the old god's face was like gold paper, his breath was like a gossamer, and the blood in his mouth kept vomiting, and he had fallen into a coma, and he didn't know what to do.

"Blood Worship Sect Master!!You are a top martial arts master who has been famous for many years, but I didn't expect to sneak attack an old man who doesn't know the slightest martial arts! Do you still have the slightest shame!"

Han Ye stared at the Blood Worship Sect Master, gritting his teeth, the corners of his eyes twitching.

The Blood Worship Sect Master smiled gloomily: "If you want to blame, blame you for your cunning, if I just let the old god stick go back so easily, who knows what tricks you will play to get away and escape?"

Don't worry, I was measured, I didn't want the life of the magic stick, I just made him seriously injured and unconscious, and he couldn't die for a while.

It's just that if you want to slip away with such a seriously injured person right under my nose, it's basically impossible.

As for shame?

Hehe, it's just the three of us here, and if you're dead, who's going to know that I've done something like this?

Han Ye hated the Blood Worship Sect Master in his heart.

Although he knew that the Blood Worship Sect Master was insidious and cunning, he didn't expect that the other party, an innate sect master who had been famous for decades, would be so shameless and had no bottom line!

But it was the other party's shameless behavior that disrupted his plan.

If he was alone, he might be able to find a way to escape from the Blood Cult Master.

But now the old god stick is seriously injured and faints, unless he leaves the old god stick and escapes alone.

Otherwise, if he wants to go back alive, the only way to do this is to defeat the Blood Worship Master!

Han Ye gritted his teeth violently, and his eyes became sharp and firm.

Since there is no way out, then he will desperately move forward and earn a way to live for himself!