Western region.

A relatively open area, surrounded by many simple tents, each marked with a distinctive color...

Several men in ancient costumes patrolled around, each clutching a sword, hammer, or knife tightly. Although they had weapons, their eyes were filled with fear as they closely surveyed their surroundings.

Inside a large tent in the center of the camp, there were nearly a hundred middle-aged and elderly people, Taoist priests, nuns, monks, etc., with nine people in total, divided into two rows.

Only those nine people were sitting in chairs, while the rest were standing. Because of this, the others didn't dare to say anything...

"Esteemed sect leaders, on my way here I encountered a minor demonic sect and promptly wiped them out."

However, they also received news that all the forces of the demonic path were heading towards Blood Sect's stronghold, Blood Mountain.

At this moment, all the forces of the demonic path must have gathered here as well.

Among the nine people, a middle-aged man in a blue robe with cloud patterns tapped on a wooden chair and spoke slowly.

Immediately afterward, an old man said in a deep voice, "Sect Master Liu is right. I also encountered people from the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect on the way. If they hadn't been in a hurry, I'm afraid we wouldn't have met you all."

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing this.

"What? Does the evil cultist also want to fight us?"

This isn't like them.

Among the nine people, another middle-aged man in a sea-blue robe spoke, his expression showing confusion.

In their understanding, the demonic path is one where no one submits to anyone else, so how could such a thing possibly happen?

"Sect Master Gongyang, the Demonic Path should also realize the seriousness of the problem. No matter how strong their individual sects are, they are afraid that we will defeat them one by one, just like we did with the Joyful Union Sect."

A simply dressed man carrying a sword spoke in an extremely calm tone.

"Hmph, even if they all come, it's useless. Our nine sects' supreme leaders are all out, and nine of them are half-step innate level. Do they, the demonic path, have that many?"

Even the Hehuan Sect back then only had one member, and he was killed by the various elders.

The middle-aged man in the fiery red robe said disdainfully.

Upon hearing this, everyone relaxed.

"Hehe, what Sect Master Chi said is correct. You all don't need to worry about the high-level combat strength."

Moreover, our total number of disciples is as high as 15,000, all of whom are ready to fight. What can the demonic path do to stop us?

Corpse Refining Sect?

Even draining their entire fortune wouldn't be enough.

A refined-looking man in a white robe reassured them.

"Hahaha, what Sect Master Murong said is true. We have the upper hand in both numbers and combat strength. What can the demonic path do to defeat us?"

...

At this moment, on the mountainside of Waxue Mountain, more than twenty middle-aged and elderly people dressed in different clothes, led by three people, all looked at a large pit.

Inside stood a group of deathly pale monsters with fingernails that were at least twenty centimeters long and fangs that protruded from their mouths, emitting hissing sounds.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe laughed and said, "Hehe, Blood Sect Master, is this what you've researched all these years?"

They seem inferior to the corpse soldiers of my sect.

The people behind him nodded secretly, clearly also feeling that these were not as strong as the pile of iron-clad corpse soldiers of the Corpse Refining Sect.

The man in the blood-red robe smiled faintly and said confidently, "Do you know that they were all at least at the Profound Realm level in their lifetimes?"

Furthermore, even after being altered by my sect's blood poison, its strength won't decrease by much.

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this, especially the man in the green robe, who immediately retorted.

"How is this possible? Putting aside the deadly poison, you wouldn't have anywhere to find so many Xuan Realm martial artists, would you?"

Even the Poison Sect, who are most skilled at refining and making poisons, couldn't create this. Yet a Blood Sect member, who excels in combat, managed to do it. How could he possibly accept that?

"Hehe, just martial artists. There are plenty of them in border areas and foreign countries. Otherwise, why do you think our Blood Sect's combat power far surpasses yours?"

However, this poison does have its drawbacks. According to the ancestor's estimation, their bodies will gradually disintegrate within five years.

The middle-aged man in the blood-red robe responded with a faint smile, but he frowned as he spoke, clearly unable to fill in the gaps in the explanation.

Hearing this, the expressions of the two sect leaders, Poison and Corpse Refining, improved considerably.

If they become like those troublesome sects in the Corpse Refining Sect, it won't be long before they become branches of the Blood Sect.

...

Gu Yan also transformed into golden light and flew towards the western region...