Chapter 1602 - Dark Nether Sect’s Slave (1/2)

Chapter 1602: Dark Nether Sect’s Slave

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The Dark Nether Sect was a seventh-rate force in Windfall Nation

It was barely strong enough to be considered as a seventh-rate force in Windfall Nation It was one of the bottom-rank seventh-rate forces in Windfall Nation

There were only two Saint Stage powerhouses in the Dark Nether Sect The sect was made up of 80 Devil Cultivators Devil Cultivators were abundant in the sect while non-Devil Cultivators were rare

The Dark Nether Sect’s estate was situated in the middle of the mountains and in the middle of a vast valley

The seventh-rate Saint Stone reserve the Dark Nether Sect controlled was located in this valley Usually, there would befor Saint Stones here

As a Devil Dao sect, the Dark Nether Sect was, naturally, unlike other ordinary sects when they mined for Saint Stones Ordinary sects would send out their disciples to the Saint Stone reserve, but the Dark Nether Sect would capture and enslave people to mine Saint Stones for theress inSaint Stones had always been very fast and smooth That hat allowed them to catch up to h the Dark Nether Sect was not too powerful, in tere, they could be considered as one of the tops a the seventh-rate forces in Windfall Nation

In the vast valley where the Dark Nether Sect was located, a group of slaves was busy working as the sun shone fiercely in the sky Each of the at all

Whip!

When afor a moment, he was immediately whipped by a Dark Nether Sect’s disciple as keeping an eye on theed slave’s back heavily and left a streaky scar as blood continued to pour out

Thefor a moment because he was too tired Now that he had been whipped, he collapsed on the ground iy left to stand

Enduring the pain, the led as he told the Dark Nether Sect’s disciple as holding the whip, “L-Lord, I can n-no longer m-move…”

However, the moment his words left his mouth, a sharp sword appeared in the Dark Nether Sect’s disciple’s hand The instance that sharp sword appeared, the ed man’s expression turned horrified Before he had time to react, it had already pierced his chest and killed hi him, the Dark Nether Sect’s disciple reached out and lifted the an to drink the fresh blood that flowed out froed slave

When he was drinking the fresh blood, a faint crimson mist appeared on his body It was clear that he was cultivating using an unorthodox method It was the cultivation method of a Devil Cultivator

Naturally, not all Devil Cultivators relied on huroup of Devil Cultivators cultivated using thisthis, the hearts of the slaves in the surroundings jolted They quickly straightened their exhausted bodies and continued working They did not want to end up like the ed slave

In the Dark Nether Sect, the life of a slave had no worth at all