Ghost Nether Mansion's Destruction Shocks Eastern Domain's Powers

True Lord Yuntian and several Peak Masters killed dozens of Heavenly Human Realm Blood Demons.

But the Blood Demon Clan still had multiple Heavenly Human Realm fighters on other battlefields.

They wanted to bully those weaker elders.

These people—True Lord Yuntian and the others chose not to kill them, but gave them a beating and temporarily imprisoned them.

Afterward, the group swept across the battlefield, suppressing every living Blood Demon.

When they finished, they looked up at the sky.

The Lin Dao Realm battlefield seemed to have ended.

Boom!

A figure crashed down from the sky, the earth instantly cracking like a spiderweb, collapsing into a crater several li wide.

Before the dust settled, another figure slammed down, then three more in quick succession.

The entire ground sank for a full thousand li!

Finally, the loudest sound came.

The Blood Demon Ancestor had been defeated, lying on the ground, blood flowing from his seven orifices, his eyes vacant.

He... had been beaten stupid.

Just one realm difference, and he was toyed with until he couldn't find north.

He was no match at all.

I am the Blood Demon Ancestor...

I don't believe it...

In his heart, he regretted ever boarding the Ghost Nether Mansion's pirate ship.

Who knew the Kaoshan Sect had hidden such terrifying strength?

The Blood Demon Clan was only slightly weaker than a Holy Land, lacking deep heritage, with seven Lin Dao Realm level experts, and he himself was at the Lin Dao Realm Ninth Layer, nearly standing at the pyramid's peak.

But today, he was still utterly crushed.

By Daoist Xuanhe alone.

The Blood Demon Ancestor had a strange feeling—it seemed Daoist Xuanhe hadn't even used his full strength...

Daoist Xuanhe restrained his aura, descended from the sky, looked at the Blood Demon Ancestor, and raised his hand to strike out a rune.

The rune surged into the Blood Demon Ancestor's sea of consciousness, suppressed his Divine Infant, and carved in a Slave Seal!

"Don't you dare!"

"A warrior would rather die than be humiliated!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor roared.

Bam!

Daoist Xuanhe kicked him unconscious and snorted coldly: "Noisy!"

Then, he carved Slave Seals into the bodies of the other five Blood Demons, completely enslaving them.

After Daoist Xuanhe finished this, True Lord Yuntian and the others also carved Slave Seals into the remaining Blood Demons.

The entire Blood Demon Clan was now under their control!

"Hehe, you old geezer, already at the Heavenly Human Realm, yet you pretended to be at the Divine Infant Realm mid-stage—aren't you ashamed?"

"Hmph! You've got nerve talking about me—aren't you also at the Heavenly Human Realm?"

"Haha, same to you!"

The battle ended perfectly, and some elders teased each other, joking about how many realms they'd hidden, the atmosphere harmonious.

If anyone was the least harmonious, it was probably True Lord Tianji.

Because at the Heavenly Human Realm Eighth Layer, he was actually the weakest.

Every single one of them was too competitive.

Especially that guy Enemy God—he usually didn't talk, but no one expected him to be the most competitive of all.

He was already at the Lin Dao Realm!

"Alright, alright, it's no big deal."

True Lord Gouyuan patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"Get lost!"

True Lord Tianji roared.

"Enough."

Daoist Xuanhe clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "The battle is over. Clean up the battlefield—take everything valuable from the Blood Demon Clan."

"Once this is over, I'll head to Ghost Nether Mansion. The sect should be finished by now, I imagine."

That day, the Myriad Races of the Eastern Domain trembled in shock.

Ghost Nether Mansion, ranked seventh among the Nine Great Immortal Sects of the Eastern Domain, had been annihilated!

An ancient sect passed down for ten thousand years had been breached by the Blood Demon Clan. Daoist Guixuan and Mansion Lord Ghost Nether Son had both fallen in battle!

Scarcely a single living soul remained within Ghost Nether Mansion.

Corpses piled up like mountains; over half the sect's buildings had collapsed in the brutal, fierce battle.

A powerful figure came to investigate, hoping to deduce and reconstruct the course of events.

But the heavenly mechanisms around Ghost Nether Mansion seemed to have been interfered with—the Karma Threads had been severed!

Nothing could be traced.

A Lin Dao Realm cultivator said, "It must be the legendary Blood Demon Ancestor using his Dao arts to veil the heavenly mechanisms and disrupt karma. If anyone insists on investigating, he will surely detect them and come knocking!"

Every sect with any real strength knew that the Blood Demon Ancestor was a top-tier expert at the Lin Dao Realm Ninth Layer!

If he set his sights on you, survival was nearly impossible.

In such a situation, perhaps only a Holy Land would dare to press the investigation.

But then...

What did the fall of Ghost Nether Mansion have to do with the Holy Lands?

In the Cultivation World, sects fell from time to time, toppling into the river of history—this was a normal occurrence.

Survival of the fittest, the strong preying on the weak—these had always been fundamental laws of the Cultivation World.

If the Holy Lands had to investigate every single sect's destruction, they'd be run ragged.

The Blood Demon Clan was certainly detestable, but ultimately, Ghost Nether Mansion had simply lacked the strength to prevail and suffered a crushing defeat.

An ancient sect passed down for ten thousand years, wiped out so easily, with such shallow foundations—it seemed the title of Nine Great Immortal Sects was somewhat undeserved.

Someone spoke with mockery.

They believed Ghost Nether Mansion was unworthy of the name.

To be destroyed without a sound... spreading word of it would invite ridicule from other races.

"The Blood Demon Clan is this arrogant—do they intend to reenact the ancient war?"

A sect elder spoke in fear, terrified that the Blood Demon Clan's next target might be them.

In the Primordial Era, the Blood Demon Clan, as a branch of the Demon Clan's royal bloodline, was immensely powerful, enslaving the Myriad Races and bringing about a blood calamity.

In the Ancient Era, a supreme leader led an assault on the Blood Demon Clan's Ancestral Land, igniting the Ancient War.

The Blood Demon Clan was defeated, abandoning their Ancestral Land, with only a few young Blood Demons escaping.

The Blood Demon Clan of today were their descendants, long past their prime.

"They wouldn't dare. And this old man believes that the two Holy Lands will never stand idly by and let the Blood Demon Clan run wild!"

An old antique spoke, his words quelling the fear that gripped the Eastern Domain's powerful factions.

Indeed, with such a major incident, Yaoguang Holy Land and the Sun Moon Divine Cult, as the two leading powers of the Eastern Domain, could never afford to stand aside.

But...

Sun Moon Divine Cult.

At the entrance to the Ancestral Temple, a middle-aged man in black-and-white Daoist robes stood there, his entire body shrouded in holy aura, his features indistinct.

Before him knelt three people.

Li Chunxiao and his two sons!

The three knelt on the ground, extremely tense, their bodies trembling, teeth clenched tight, their backs soaked through.

The middle-aged man in black-and-white Daoist robes was the Sun Moon Divine Cult Leader.

A Holy Lord Level figure who made the entire Eastern Domain tremble in fear.

"The Kaoshan Sect actually has more than one Lin Dao Realm cultivator. Xuancheng has even reached the Lin Dao Realm Seventh Layer..."

The Sun Moon Divine Cult Leader was silent for a moment, then glanced at the three and said, "Ghost Nether Mansion was definitely destroyed by the Kaoshan Sect, then framed onto the Blood Demon Clan. If This Seat's guess is correct, the Blood Demon Clan as it stands now is already a hollow shell..."

"But the strength of Kaoshan Sect's Sect Master, True Lord Yuntian, and Daoist Xuanhe shouldn't have been a match for the Blood Demon Ancestor."

"That's right. Could it be that after the Blood Demon Ancestor repelled the Kaoshan Sect's forces, realizing his scheme had failed, he turned his spearhead toward Ghost Nether Mansion, which had lost Ghost Nether Son and Daoist Guixuan?"

"Possible..."

Li Chunxiao and his sons nervously glanced at the Cult Leader and explained in low voices.

"Hmph!"

The Sun Moon Divine Cult Leader gave a low snort. "Pig-brained. If Xuancheng could hide six minor realms, why couldn't Xuanhe do the same?"

"Xuanhe is very likely also a Lin Dao Realm Ninth Layer powerhouse!"

"Bolder speculation: he might be at the Lin Dao Realm Perfection Level!"

"He should be the strongest of the Kaoshan Sect, which is why during the campaign against the Blood Demon Clan, it was him following in secret, not his junior brother Xuancheng."

Hearing the Sect Leader's analysis, the three dared not refute.

But they truly did not want to believe that a small sect like Kaoshan could possess two late-stage Lin Dao Realm experts.