Blood Spirit Sect, Annihilated!

Inside the Blood Spirit Sect.

The sounds of wailing rang out incessantly, making one feel as if they were trapped in a purgatory.

Above the sky.

Powerful figures arrived one after another, surrounding this patch of heaven and earth until not even a drop of water could leak through.

Yan Shan and the others walked out of the mountain gate with expressions of horror, looking up.

Their hearts turned cold in an instant.

The Black Bird Guard of the Liyue Immortal Dynasty, Liu Piaopiao of the Jade Pool Holy Land, the Eighth Elder of the Primordial Holy Land, and the Little Sword Saint of the Pei Clan.

With all these forces combined, dealing with a tiny Blood Spirit Sect like theirs was surely as easy as turning over one's hand?

Where was there any room for resistance?

The highest cultivation levels currently in the Blood Spirit Sect belonged to the Sect Master, Yan Shan, and one Supreme Elder; both were at the early stage of the Body Integration realm.

But among those who had arrived today, Zhao Shanhe and the others were all at the Great Vehicle realm!

How could they fight this?

Besides these top-tier forces, other sects from Qing Province were also arriving one after another.

Yan Shan's face turned livid, shifting constantly, as he exhaled a breath: "Heaven wants to destroy me, Heaven wants to destroy me!"

At this moment, everything had turned into a bubble.

The Blood Spirit Sect was completely finished, let alone killing Yan Changkong.

Seeing this scene, the various elders of the Blood Spirit Sect held different views, and the way they looked at Yan Shan changed.

They cursed inwardly, wondering if it weren't for Yan Shan, how could the Blood Spirit Sect have suffered such a catastrophe?

Yan Shan took a deep breath, a fierce light surging in his eyes: "Activate the array! Fight them to the death!"

He shifted his gaze, his murderous eyes sweeping across the circle, taking in the expressions of all the elders, and said: "Fellow elders, you don't actually think these people will let you go at this point, do you?"

"If you want to wait for death, then keep standing by!"

"If you want to fight for a glimmer of survival, then follow me and act!"

Yan Shan's words were like a heavy hammer, striking at everyone's hearts.

It made them suddenly realize the truth.

That's right!

No matter what, if the Blood Spirit Sect didn't unite now, there was truly only one path left: death.

If they fought a wave, perhaps there was still a possibility of living.

After all, Yan Shan was their primary target; in the chaos of war, it would be easier to escape.

Within the gates of the Blood Spirit Sect, one aura after another erupted without reservation.

Suddenly, spiritual energy rippled violently, and the earth shook.

Between the mountain peaks, the light of arrays began to shine; these lights connected to form the Sect Protection Array of the Blood Spirit Sect.

In the end, the Sect Protection Array transformed into a restriction resembling a tortoise shell, sealing the Blood Spirit Sect inside.

Any cultivator below the Body Integration realm who dared to force their way in would suffer immense suppression.

Above the sky.

Zhao Shanhe stood atop a black bird, his eyes flashing with cold light as he snorted: "Stubborn and unyielding, kill!"

As his voice fell, he waved his hand casually, and as the long blade in his hand slashed down, a blade aura of several thousand zhang instantly converged.

An incomparably sharp blade intent erupted, slashing down as if to tear the sky and split the earth.

Wherever it passed, space collapsed and shattered like a mirror, turning into elements of earth, water, wind, and fire that exploded continuously.

Bang, bang, bang!

The blade aura struck the Sect Protection Array, pausing for only a moment before a series of continuous explosive sounds rang out.

Crack—

The array shattered with a roar, and inside the Blood Spirit Sect, countless disciples suffered backlash, their bodies reeling backward as they spat blood.

"Pfft—"

One disciple after another fell to the ground, their life force severed.

Yan Shan and the various elders were also unsteady, stumbling back dozens of steps with pale faces.

When they looked at the sky again, their faces were filled with despair!

Was this the terror of the Great Vehicle realm?

One strike!

It had directly broken their Sect Protection Array.

Zhao Shanhe's gaze swept over, landing accurately on Yan Shan, and he said in a deep voice:

"His Majesty has ordered that your physical body be sliced to pieces and your soul refined by true fire, so that you may suffer every agony before you die!"

Yan Shan roared, "Which Majesty is this, and what grudge does he hold against me?"

Zhao Shanhe replied indifferently, "Does our Majesty need a reason to want you dead?"

In the next instant, Zhao Shanhe's figure flickered and vanished from atop the Black Bird, his hand reaching out to seize Yan Shan in his grasp.

"You cannot escape!"

The Black Bird Guards followed suit, each unleashing their own arts and divine abilities, which descended like a torrential downpour.

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The Black Birds spat out true fire, turning the Blood Spirit Sect into a sea of flames.

These Black Birds contained a trace of the bloodline of the ancient great demon Phoenix, and the flames they spat were no ordinary fire.

They were three parts more terrifying than the true fire of any cultivator.

They could incinerate a cultivator's physical body, primordial spirit, and mana entirely, leaving not a single trace behind.

Meanwhile.

The people from the Jade Pool Holy Land and other factions, seeing that the battle had already begun, were unwilling to fall behind.

They also joined the fray.

They were terrified that if they were any later, the Black Bird Guards would have slaughtered everyone.

This was an unequal battle from the start; the Blood Spirit Sect had been at a complete disadvantage from the very beginning.

Let alone fighting back, they couldn't even manage to defend themselves.

Lives were harvested one by one, corpses paved the earth, and blood flowed like a river.

This was the cruel manifestation of the cultivation world.

For a sect, it was not uncommon for them to be perfectly fine one moment and annihilated the next.

The Black Bird Guards were professionals when it came to torturing cultivators.

Yan Shan, having fallen into the hands of Zhao Shanhe, suffered through endless torment before he was finally killed.

Several hours later...

The great battle gradually drew to a close. Under the one-sided massacre, there were practically no survivors left from the Blood Spirit Sect.

Perhaps only those disciples who were out on training missions had luckily escaped the catastrophe.

But the Blood Spirit Sect itself had undoubtedly been wiped out.

A sect that had reigned supreme in this part of the Southern Region of Qing Province for tens of thousands of years had perished.

However—

An incident that occurred next made everyone present wish they could kill Yan Shan and his ilk all over again!

Everyone gnashed their teeth in hatred.

While clearing the battlefield, someone discovered countless skeletons of children in a cellar within the Blood Spirit Sect.

There were even some mortal children and underage youths imprisoned inside who had not yet been killed.

These surviving mortals were sent out of the Blood Spirit Sect.

"Damn it!"

"This cellar is a secret alchemy room; the Blood Spirit Sect was actually using these mortals to refine some kind of pill!"

"No wonder children and young girls were constantly going missing in the cities within a thousand miles."

"With these mountains of bones, how many people have they killed?"

"Even if we slaughtered every single person in the Blood Spirit Sect, it would be hard to repay the debt owed to these dead!"

Most cultivators view life with a certain degree of indifference.

In the cultivation world, killing for treasures happens all the time.

But most cultivators value karma; they would not slaughter mortals without a grudge or enmity.

Among those present, there were no shortage of ruthless and decisive individuals, yet seeing this scene, they could not help but feel filled with righteous indignation.

The actions of the Blood Spirit Sect could be described as nothing less than conscience-less.

Originally, some had felt it was cruel to kill so many ordinary disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect.

Now, they all felt that they hadn't killed enough.

If such a sect were not completely eradicated, it would remain a scourge to all living beings in the world!

Yan Changkong was also gnashing his teeth in anger, eventually venting his rage upon the sect's treasures...

He instructed the Great Elder Chen Xiu, "Tell the disciples under our banner: take everything from the Blood Spirit Sect that can be carried!"

"Yes, and even those palaces that cannot be moved—saw them down and transport them away in batches!"

Chen Xiu was taken aback and said, "Wouldn't that make us look too greedy?"

Yan Changkong's expression turned stern:

"Otherwise, should we leave it to go to waste? Do you understand the concept of plucking a feather from a passing goose? Right now is a time for the sect to develop rapidly, and every resource must be utilized!"

"Those mountain peaks that look decent, move them back for me as well!"

Chen Xiu: "..."

Although he felt that the Sect Master's actions were truly a bit petty, overall, it was for the good of the sect!

Chen Xiu did not hesitate for a moment and immediately turned to instruct the disciples.

Cleaning up the battlefield and tallying the spoils was not something only their Xuanqing Sect was doing.

There were many other sects and rogue cultivators involved as well.

Of course, top-tier powers like the Liyue Immortal Dynasty and the Jade Pool Holy Land disdained staying behind to scavenge for items.

They left as soon as they finished the battle.

They went back to read the diary.

There were still two entries from the recently revealed diary that hadn't been finished yet.

However, after this incident, many sect masters felt a sense of fear in their hearts.

They wondered if their sects had offended the Immortal Great Emperor in the past.

They prayed that none of their blind subordinates had any grudges against the Immortal Great Emperor.

Otherwise, if the diary were to mention them even in passing.

That would be the fate of the Blood Spirit Sect today, which was truly terrifying.