Jiang Fan sighed.
He had not wanted any unnecessary complications, but since they had delivered themselves to his doorstep...
"Perfect. Let me borrow your memories!"
Before his words had faded, his figure flickered.
The cultivators had not even seen him move before they felt a sea-like torrent of divine sense force its way into their seas of consciousness.
"Aah!"
Their screams had barely begun before they abruptly stopped.
Jiang Fan stood where he was, his right hand pressing down on empty air.
Pale golden light flowed between his fingers. Threads of divine sense connected to their brows, rapidly extracting their memories.
The scar-faced burly man's eyes filled with terror. He tried to struggle, only to discover that he could not move so much as a finger.
Ten breaths later...
Jiang Fan withdrew his hand, and several corpses slumped to the ground.
He closed his eyes and digested the memories he had just obtained.
These men were all outer sect disciples of the Blood Fiend Sect in the Blood Moon Realm. They routinely threw their weight around in the city, specifically targeting cultivators from elsewhere.
They deserved to die!
Still, he had gleaned some useful information from their memories.
"The Blood Moon Realm does indeed have a ruling power called the Blood Moon Sect. At least two Void Realm old ancestors oversee the sect!"
"About two hours ago, abnormal spiritual power fluctuations appeared in the Burial Blood Abyss in the northwest of the Blood Moon Realm. The Blood Moon Sect has stationed a large force there and strictly forbidden anyone from approaching!"
"The Blood Moon Sect has been making unusual moves in many parts of the Blood Moon Realm recently... They seem to be setting up some kind of formation..."
"..."
Jiang Fan opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing within