From mid-air, Tuoba San could see the Ghost Fiend Sect from afar…

A glint of gold flashed in his eyes, and the next moment the once bustling Ghost Fiend Sect appeared before him as a completely different scene—a filthy place that could be described as a chaotic dance of demons and a den of filth…

The weeping, wronged souls, the lifeless cultivators, the stench and decay of the earth—all speak of the evil of this sect…

Suddenly, a malevolent aura surged into the sky, so powerful that it seemed to affect even the very heavens...

Such intense malevolent energy also affected Tuoba San's senses...

Gazing at the sect shrouded in malevolent energy, he muttered disdainfully.

"A sect-protecting formation, huh..."

With a wave of his hand, a ninth-tier longsword appeared in his hand, and the murderous aura melted away like ice and snow the moment Tuoba San descended…

With each step he took, a large area of ​​malevolent energy would clear around his body, as if it had encountered something that terrified it…

However, malevolent energy is just a kind of power. There is only one explanation for this situation: the power cultivated by Tuoba San has a restraining effect on malevolent energy...

The disciples of the Ghost Fiend Sect were already fearful before the battle even began; this perfectly described their state of mind at that moment.

The sect leader had activated the sect's protective formation in time, but the domineering and invincible aura emanating from Tuoba San terrified him...

They even developed the illusion of being invincible, but thankfully they had the protection of the sect's formation, otherwise they would have been humiliated again...

"Why did the Ghost Fiend Sect send people to intercept and kill me? And why did they kidnap my father?"

Tuoba San's voice was cold, and the look in his eyes was undeniably authoritative. The aura unique to those in power intimidated the hearts of all the demonic cultivators...

"Hmph! You brat, you dare to run wild on my Demonic Sect's territory and slaughter my fellow demonic cultivators. Shouldn't you give a reasonable explanation?"

The sect leader is a seasoned veteran; how could he possibly let Tuoba San dictate the pace? He's playing on home turf, the advantage is on his side…

Tuoba San had ventured deep into the Demonic Sect's territory, where he was at a disadvantage in terms of both timing and location, so his tone was naturally unwavering...

The disciples of the Ghost Fiend Sect looked at their sect leader with admiration, thinking to themselves with praise, "He's so tough! This kind of sect leader is truly invigorating..."

"Exorcising demons and upholding justice is our duty. Why should we explain ourselves to you evil spirits and heretics? Did you explain yourselves to the innocent people who died by your hand when your hands were stained with blood? In my eyes, you are walking acts of merit; killing you is enough..."

Holy crap…

All the demonic cultivators were stunned, thinking to themselves, "Are all young people this reckless these days? They don't hold back at all when they speak..."

Tuoba San and the sect leader locked eyes, both sensing the other's formidable nature...

However, the sect leader has the advantage of fighting on home ground and is very confident in defeating Tuoba San, or even killing him...

The moment the sect leader activated the sect's protective formation, I, who was underground, sensed the change in the surrounding malevolent energy. How could I not know that my eldest son had come to save me...

What a filial son!

I couldn't help but admire it in my heart...

At this moment, the long-faced and square-faced figures stopped at the edge of a huge underground cave. The malevolent energy in the cave seemed to have been sucked out, miraculously disappearing, but a strong smell of blood filled the air...

In the darkness, eyes are useless; one can only rely on one's spiritual sense to see...

Luckily, I had just upgraded to the Earth Soul realm, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to see what was going on inside the cave...

I cautiously extended my divine soul, but for some reason, a sense of danger lingered in my heart...

Could there be something here that could threaten my life? Even a Martial Emperor of the Ninth Rank or higher might not be able to harm me…

But the feeling of danger was very real. Without any clues, I could only proceed cautiously, so that I could react immediately should danger strike…

A blood pool the size of a football field appeared in the soul. How much blood would it take to gather such a large blood pool?

This is still without knowing the depth...

Just as I was trying to figure out how deep the blood pool was, my soul felt like it was being pricked by needles—danger was imminent!

Without any hesitation, he immediately withdrew the released divine soul, and at the same time, a huge corpse slowly floated out of the blood pool...

The corpse's finger was as large as an adult's, and the danger was becoming increasingly clear...

What kind of creature's corpse is this?

Is he dead? Or alive?

Could it be that the malevolent energy shrouding the Ghost Fiend Sect was released by this corpse?

Then why is there no malevolent energy near him?

The instant I retrieved my Earth Soul, an extremely pure killing intent shot out from the corpse. Even though the Earth Soul returned at an incredibly fast speed, it was still overtaken by this killing intent…

At the last moment, they actually severed a tenth of my soul. A piercing pain shot into my mind; the agony of my soul being torn apart was many times more intense than any physical pain…

In order not to wake the corpse, I forced myself not to make a sound...

Asura!

I don't know why, but this word popped into my mind. However, this body is different from the Asura's. Could it be a blood slave kept by the Asura?

If that's really the case, how powerful would an awakened blood slave be if it could harm my Earth Soul without any resistance? And how powerful would the Asura who raises blood slaves be?

This is absolutely terrifying...

Should we go further in?

The man with the long face turned to look at me and asked…

"Shh! Don't speak, just stay here and don't move..."

I gestured for the two of them to be quiet, and after waiting for a long time without any movement, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, but I dared not make a sound...

I had the two men gently put me down, then walked to the edge of the cave and looked back at the spot I had just explored…

Sure enough, a pool of blood existed, but the enormous corpse had vanished...

I understand now that I've sunk to the bottom of the blood pool. My soul disturbed the blood slaves. I can no longer sense the danger. It seems that as long as I don't provoke the blood slaves, there won't be any problems...

This made me relax a little. Looking at the two shameless guys, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have four underlings, plus a bed warmer...

The pills should have been fully absorbed; I waved my hand and released them…

The moment they appeared, the auras emanating from the five individuals fluctuated violently…

I glanced nervously at the blood pool, afraid that any commotion would awaken the blood slaves. Only after discovering there was no danger did I relax...

"Greetings, Master..."

The five men bowed respectfully; they were now completely devoted to me…

If I hadn't protected them with the Earth Soul, that top-grade Marrow Cleansing Pill would have shattered their divine consciousness. Even if the marrow cleansing was successful, they would have become idiots...

"Hmm, not bad..."

I observed that Shi Miaomiao had already reached the strength of a sixth-grade Grandmaster, and the other four had also advanced to the level of third-grade Martial Masters…

"Now that you're mine, you need to sever ties with the past. Therefore, I intend to personally bestow names upon you..."

My malicious smile gave them a bad feeling...