Crows circled overhead, cawing shrilly, as if mocking the old man's disheveled appearance.

The old ancestor was filled with helplessness and bitterness. He realized that his underestimation of his enemy and recklessness had brought about such serious consequences.

Because deep down, he always regarded Ye Bingkun as a lowly servant, and he believed that people like Ye Yi to Ye Jiu were not even worthy of having names.

Unexpectedly, it was these lowly people he looked down upon who betrayed him, leading to his current miserable defeat.

There are more and more crows in the sky.

The crows gathered together in dense clusters, resembling a black cloud.

The ancestral graves were originally located in a yin area, and the feng shui layout was further disrupted by Xiaoxi and her friends.

In addition, the evil aura emanating from the ancestor could no longer be concealed. Crows, being evil birds themselves, circled around, coveting the ancestor's flesh and wanting to peck at it.

Seeing that their ancestor was motionless, they assumed that he was dead and swooped down together.

They were incredibly fast, like a pack of ferocious predators, their wings beating violently through the air with a piercing whistling sound.

As they approached the ground, their ferocity grew, and their silhouettes shimmered with a black light under the moonlight.

Accompanied by a noisy cawing, crows rained down on the ancestor in the target area.

However, just as the crows were about to peck at him, the ancestor suddenly unleashed an extraordinary ability.

He waited until the crows approached one after another before unleashing a mysterious, evil spell that sucked away their life essence.

The crows struggled in terror, but could not escape the control of their ancestor. One by one, the lively crows were sucked dry in an instant.

Their essence and blood were absorbed into the ancestor's body, causing the ancestor's body to recover rapidly and his strength to gradually return.

If anyone were to witness this scene, they would feel their scalp tingling and be scared to death.

Just moments ago, there were countless crows, like a dark cloud, but most of them were sucked down by that suction force.

Some crows that were farther away noticed something was wrong and flew away in a frenzy.

Another crow had already swooped down onto the ancestor, and before it could stop, it was caught in the ancestor's hand.

The old ancestor had already had his fill; in truth, he loathed these ugly crows, but he reluctantly used whatever was available to survive.

He caught the crow.

“Tell me, who disturbed the feng shui of the ancestral graves? Don’t tell me you don’t know?”

The frightened crow dared not lie.

"My lord... I do know. Last week I saw a group of people come to the ancestral graves."

Two men came in first. From what I observed, they seem to be from a branch of your Ye family. Yes, his name is Ye Jun, and he came with his younger brother.

Then soon a few more people followed in, including two Taoist priests and two children.

The boy took out a small shovel and started digging the soil on top of the highest tomb. Then the little girl—oh right, I heard them call the little girl Xiaoxi.

Why do I know so clearly? Because I was curious and stood on the tombstone, and I got very close to it to get a better look.

As a result, that awful Xiaoxi plucked a few hairs from my butt, which hurt so much that I ran away as fast as I could. I don't know what happened after that.

"So that's how it is! Damn it." The old ancestor cursed and instantly lost focus.

Taking advantage of the old man's loosening of his grip, the crow flapped its wings and fled, its wings beating incredibly fast.

By the time the ancestor came to his senses, the crow had already flown away without a trace.

However, having gathered useful information, the ancestor ignored the inferior creature and didn't want to waste his energy trying to catch the escaped crow.

"Xiao Xi? Who is she? Why would she come to the ancestral graves? She must also be from the Ye family."