The Long family was holding its Ancestor-Worship Ceremony, but the witch sect master of the Vengeful Ghost Sect suddenly arrived with over forty fourth-grade cultivators and a supreme treasure, instantly throwing the unprecedentedly grand ceremony into chaos.
The witch hovering in midair was very polite. She had warned them beforehand that any mortal touched by the black rain would instantly dissolve into bloody water and die, without even a scrap remaining. Since she was being so polite, what was everyone waiting for?
Run! Flee! Just get the hell out!
The common people gathered at the Long Family Ancestral Land, along with the supernatural ability users who had come to watch the spectacle, instantly fled toward Great Marsh Township in a dark, surging tide. People and horses tumbled over one another on every country path.
Boom!
Immediately afterward, an arrow radiating an aura of world-destroying power shot down from above the dark clouds toward the ceremonial platform, aimed straight at Long Yuqing.
Like an aurora from beyond the heavens, the arrow blazed with dazzling golden lightning, tearing through the endless night with a force that shook heaven and earth.
Standing beside the Marquis Courtesy Platform, Daoist Chu watched the golden arrow with gleaming eyes, a rare look of astonishment appearing on his face. "That... that arrow actually carries a faint trace of Dao Rhyme... This is another fifth-grade peerless treasure rarely found in this world! Its original host was at least at the peak of sixth grade!"
"Th-this Vengeful Ghost Sect really has quite a background!"
"We're screwed! That Brother Long of yours might really be off to meet his ancestors!" Xu Bangzi exclaimed. "He's only third grade. How could he survive that arrow?"
Rumble!
Thunder boomed with the arrow, and the space above the entire ancestral ceremony seemed on the