Luo Chuan's pupils abruptly turned pale red, and a bone-chilling aura surged toward them. It seemed that if Xu Liguo said one more word, Luo Chuan might actually cut him down on the spot.
Xu Liguo was so thoroughly frightened by Luo Chuan that he nearly burst into tears. Unwillingly, he stuffed all the souls into his mouth.
This damn demon better die a horrible death! Even if I die, I'll die with a full stomach. I absolutely won't starve to death alive!
After Xu Liguo had swallowed all the souls, Luo Chuan rose to his feet and fixed his cold gaze on the distant sky. He suddenly spoke. "The Corpse Yin Sect's ants have finally arrived."
As Luo Chuan's voice faded, many Corpse Yin Sect disciples dressed in identical robes suddenly appeared in the clouds that had been roiling in the sky.
These Corpse Yin Sect disciples had brought their Corpse Puppets with them, and every one of them had reached at least the Core Formation Stage.
Among them were even eight experts in the early Nascent Soul Realm, enough to show just how seriously the Corpse Yin Sect took this matter.
After all, the Tiangang Sect was an affiliated sect of a Level 4 Cultivation Country, and it had several Spirit Severing Realm experts among its ranks. Even the Corpse Yin Sect of a Level 4 Cultivation Country had to show it some deference. Thus, when they learned that Xu Liguo had been captured, they had taken the matter very seriously.
Xu Liguo was so excited he was about to cry. He thought gratefully, Corpse Yin Sect, my family! You've finally come! If you'd waited any longer, I really would've died at the hands of this damn demon!
Zhao Chuanliang, the Corpse Yin Sect's sect master in the Huofen Kingdom, stared grimly at Luo Chuan atop Canglong's head. Then he looked at Xu Liguo, a Tiangang Sect disciple, and promptly knelt on the ground.
"This junior Zhao Chuanliang, sect master of the Corpse Yin Sect, pays his respects to Exiled Immortal Senior..."
With one hand behind his back, Luo Chuan said indifferently, "Zhao Chuanliang, since you know who I am, you should also know the difference between the Nascent Soul Realm and the Spirit Severing Realm."
"Leave now, while you still can. Otherwise, I don't mind making your Corpse Yin Sect disciples' souls scatter and their bodies perish!"
Zhao Chuanliang was sweating profusely. "Senior, this junior didn't come here to cause trouble. I truly have to carry out the orders of the superior sect."
"Xu Liguo is a Tiangang Sect disciple, and the superior sect cares greatly about this matter. This junior has no way to refuse. I can only beg Senior to return Xu Liguo to me."
Luo Chuan gave a disdainful snort. "Get lost, or die!"
Seeing how utterly unreasonable Luo Chuan was, Zhao Chuanliang could only take out a magical treasure. He then bit his finger and used all his spiritual power to summon a teleportation array, inviting a Spirit Severing Realm senior from the superior sect to come in person!
As the teleportation array opened, a mid-stage Spirit Severing Realm cultivator appeared in the air, seated atop a black coffin and surrounded by baleful energy.
At the sudden appearance of a Spirit Severing Realm expert, the Corpse Yin Sect disciples did not hesitate. They immediately knelt and kowtowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Senior from the superior sect!"
Zhao Chuanliang was equally quick to act. He half-knelt and lowered his head. "Envoy, Xu Liguo is with Luo Chuan right there."
The black-robed old man raised his head haughtily and looked toward Luo Chuan. "Are you the Exiled Immortal Zhao Chuanliang spoke of?"
"That's right. I am."
"I don't care whether you're an Exiled Immortal or a dead immortal. Hand over Xu Liguo, or I'll tear out your tendons, break your bones, and suppress your soul in a Soul Lamp for ten thousand years!"
"You think you can?"
Luo Chuan lifted a finger slightly. In an instant, surging spiritual power burst forth like raging waves. The several Core Formation Stage cultivators before him exploded the moment they came into contact with it.
Even the Corpse Puppets in the distance could not escape death. They had no chance to react before they were reduced to dust by the rippling shock waves, vanishing without a trace.
Seeing cultivators from his sect slaughtered on the spot, the black-robed soul master, an envoy from the superior sect, was naturally furious.
Zhao Chuanliang's face flushed red. No longer able to suppress his fury, he clenched his teeth, rapidly formed a hand seal, and shouted, "You insolent brat! How dare you act so recklessly before experts from the Corpse Yin Sect? If we don't kill you here today, how will our Corpse Yin Sect ever hold its place in the world?"
With that, the black-robed old man unleashed his most powerful technique without the slightest hesitation.
A gigantic mountain, hundreds of thousands of feet tall, suddenly appeared in midair. Icy blue energy surged toward them, seeming poised to devour every living thing in the area.
"Nine Nether Profound Ice Formation!"
"Come down!"
The black-robed old man suddenly thrust his right hand down, controlling the glacier overhead as it smashed toward Luo Chuan with the force of thunder. He seemed intent on killing the young man on the spot.
Just as the glacier was about to strike Luo Chuan, the Blood Qilin, the sub-Desolate Beast from earlier, shot into the sky.
Before the glacier could come down, the Blood Qilin opened its cavernous jaws and let out a sudden roar. It rang through the heavens like thunder on a clear day, shattering the world's tranquility.
The enormous roar exploded as if right beside their ears, making the Corpse Yin Sect experts' hearts and minds tremble.
But it didn't end there. The Blood Qilin flew through the air and roared again at the Corpse Yin Sect experts below.
The space before them rippled violently. Then the sound waves expanded with the speed of lightning.
With a thunderous boom, the placid lake seemed as though a bomb had gone off in it. Towering waves, seven or eight zhang high, surged explosively into the air.
Then they crashed down, and the spray and mist shrouded the entire small valley in a hazy veil of water vapor.
The dragon's roar swept outward from the Blood Qilin like thunder bursting through dark storm clouds. It even drowned out the thunderous sound of the waterfall crashing down.
The roar could be faintly heard within a radius of ten li. Wherever the sound waves passed, beasts collapsed limp. Even Nascent Soul Realm experts felt their souls tremble violently from the trace of dragon energy within the roar.
Some weaker tigers, wolves, and leopards near the lake were actually shaken to death by the thunderous sound waves!
"This is a sub-Desolate Beast. How is that possible?!"
Zhao Chuanliang, the Corpse Yin Sect's sect master, was utterly shocked. He couldn't believe that the Canglong before him was a sub-Desolate Beast. That was an existence equivalent to a peak late-stage Spirit Severing Realm expert!
The deafening roar alone had killed or wounded most of the Corpse Yin Sect experts. Just how powerful was Luo Chuan, its master?
"Activate the teleportation array! Get out of here, quickly!"
The black-robed old man finally realized how serious the situation was. Without another word, he tore open the space before him, hoping to escape by teleporting away.
Luo Chuan gave a disdainful snort and slowly raised his right hand. "You only thought of running now? Too late."
A scarlet-red force abruptly shot from Luo Chuan's hand. After a few bounds, it had caught up with the fleeing Corpse Yin Sect experts. In a matter of moments, it had slaughtered nearly every expert there.