The Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Hooking Sound
"Body Integration Cultivators—this is bad!" The Red Robe Man sensed the astonishing spiritual pressure radiating from Shi Yue and his companion, and his expression changed drastically.
They were about to flee when Xiaoyaozi stomped hard on the ground with his right foot, shaking the earth and mountains.
An immense gravity appeared out of thin air. The Red Robe Man and the others plummeted from the sky, their bodies as heavy as ten thousand pounds. Even moving a single step was difficult.
A breeze swept past, and Shi Yue abruptly appeared before them. He placed his palm on the Red Robe Man's head and performed the Soul Searching Technique.
The Red Robe Man's face twisted in pain. He foamed at the mouth and fainted.
"How did it go? Did you learn anything?" Xiaoyaozi pressed.
Shi Yue nodded. "I did. These people were all accomplices. There's no need to keep them alive."
He flicked two fingers, sending a vast swath of Green and Red Two-colored Sword Qi flying out to pierce the bodies of more than ten cultivators.
"Doing that is tantamount to alerting the enemy," Xiaoyaozi said with a frown.
"That's exactly what I want. You stay here and draw their attention while I head to that place. The missing cultivators are all dead. They're refining a blood-path treasure and sacrificing a million cultivators in blood. If they finish refining it, we'll be in trouble," Shi Yue said gravely, his expression solemn.
The Red Robe Man didn't know much, but he had personally executed a group of cultivators, turning them into blood and transporting them to some place. He only knew that a Heavy Treasure was being refined, but he didn't know what the higher-ups were making.
"Sacrificing a million cultivators in blood? Be