It was nothing unusual for the Talisman Ghost Sect to encounter a powerful enemy and for someone to fall.
Along the way, Lin Xuan had also seen quite a few cultivators' corpses.
But the one before him was completely different.
It was an old man, withered and gaunt, and scattered beside him were many Puppet fragments.
Once he saw the old man's face clearly, though Lin Xuan had already guessed, he still could not help paling violently.
As expected...
The Talisman Ghost Sect had been wiped out to the last man.
Even its sole Supreme Elder had fallen here.
Lin Xuan was also very familiar with those Puppet fragments. They were the very ones he had originally given him, intending to strengthen the Talisman Ghost Sect's power.
But now, it seemed they had not served any purpose.
The Talisman Ghost Sect had been uprooted, root and branch.
Then the Underworld node had also fallen into the other party's hands?
At that thought, Lin Xuan could not help drawing in a breath. Just who was targeting him?
He did not believe the Talisman Ghost Sect would suffer disaster and provoke calamity for no reason. This matter was most likely bound to him by countless threads.
Thinking to this point, Lin Xuan could not help laughing from sheer fury.
Damn it!
They actually wanted to ruin his plan to go to Underworld Hell and search for Yue'er? No matter who it was, he would make them pay a terrible price.
At the same time, on the other side of the gate.
Several cultivators hovered in midair.
Beneath their feet was the node leading to the Underworld Realm, so deep its bottom could not be seen, and from within it surged an exceptionally dense Yin Energy.
There were not many cultivators—three men