Breach

Qiao the Sixth returned from the Outer Palace and met with Fire Buddha, his face full of terror as he said in a trembling voice:

"Big Brother, it's like we've seen a ghost. The Outer Palace is completely empty. A lot of brothers are dead..."

Fire Buddha's gaze was sharp. "How did they die?"

"I don't know..."

Qiao the Sixth mumbled.

Fire Buddha remained silent, but the blood qi around him began to boil, and his baleful qi grew heavier.

Qiao the Sixth's face went pale, and he hurriedly said:

"It seems they were... killed without anyone noticing, then their bodies were dumped into the Rotting River. Their flesh and blood dissolved, leaving no trace..."

"There were still a few left in the Middle Palace..."

"But in the Outer Palace, almost... everyone is dead..."

Qiao the Sixth swallowed, his expression uneasy.

"Impossible!"

A tall, thin Demonic Cultivator with a pale, sinister face spoke from behind Fire Buddha.

This was Yin Thunder Child, who had once encountered Mo Hua and had even hunted him down.

Yin Thunder Child frowned.

"I was chatting with Corpse Second just before..."

Anger filled Yin Thunder Child's face. "...That bastard was arrogant as hell when he spoke. With his cultivation, there's no way he could have died without even a corpse left in such a short time..."

At those words, the other Demonic Cultivators behind Fire Buddha remembered as well.

"Me too..."

"I exchanged messages with Human Butcher too..."

"He was cursing at me just recently. Sooner or later, I'll slaughter that beast..."

"And that bitch Jade Scholar..."

"Fire Foreman cursed at me too..."

They looked at one another, a chill creeping into their hearts.

"If they're all dead, then..."

"Are ghosts sending us messages?"

Fire Buddha's expression was cold. His baleful qi condensed as