Seeing their masters struggling to hold on and the formation teetering on the brink of collapse, the other young disciples in the formation also stepped forward to volunteer to go to the back mountain to invite Bi Xie.

Hua Qing and the others were unable to stop them. They watched helplessly as some of their disciples had their bellies ripped open and necks bitten off by vampires as soon as they left the formation. They were so angry that their eyes turned bloodshot, wishing they could kill all these vampires to pay for their disciples' lives.

Hua Qing was displeased that so many elite disciples had sacrificed themselves just to fetch that young, inexperienced girl from the back mountain. His face darkened as he questioned in a deep voice, "Sect Leader He, you say that young fellow Daoist Huang is the Ancestral Master? What proof do you have?" The Ancestral Master had already passed away; how could he possibly be alive now?

"These are all young elite disciples from various sects. If they perish here, the Maoshan sect will suffer a severe blow and will not be able to recover for at least a hundred years!"

Seeing that he was still questioning, He Xi couldn't help but sneer, "If it weren't for Sect Leader Hua driving away the Ancestral Master that day, we wouldn't be in this situation today. I don't want to waste my breath on Sect Leader Hua anymore. Does Sect Leader Hua think that these young disciples can survive if they don't go to the back mountain to report the news?"

The formation will break sooner or later, and then no one will survive.

Both were abbots of Taoist temples. Although Xuanyun Temple was the head of all Taoist temples, He Xi was always very polite. Hua Qing had never seen He Xi speak to him in such a tone before. He was speechless and felt that he had lost face. An indescribable anger rose in his heart, and he immediately snorted and turned his head away.

The other old Taoists looked at each other. Although Master He's words were harsh, they were not unreasonable. If this continued, none of them would survive. They could only hope that the young Taoist in the back mountain really had the ability to subdue so many vampires. They could not last more than half an incense stick's time.

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Bi Xie had wanted to venture into the village ever since he heard that vampires had flooded in.

However, they were afraid that if she left, the Taoist priests would dig up the graves, collect the souls of these green zombies, and refine them. On the other hand, they were also because some old and young Taoist priests were stubbornly blocking her way and wouldn't let her leave.

When Cheng Ling was escorted up the back mountain by several senior disciples, he saw Bi Xie sitting on a grave with a half-smile. A group of Taoist priests who had stayed behind were standing crookedly, looking shocked. Their Taoist robes were still covered with yellow dirt. Sect Leader Chu was lying unconscious on the ground with his face blackened and his hair curly. He had obviously just been through a battle.

"Grandmaster, please accompany Chengling to save Master and all the seniors."

Cheng Ling was covered in blood and knelt down with a thud.

The Taoist priests who remained on the back mountain stared in astonishment at his blood-stained body, their gazes falling on his blood-soaked abdomen, where his intestines had been ripped open. He was clutching that spot, blood gushing out and staining his hand—a horrifying sight.

Bi Xie looked behind him, frowned, and jumped down from the grave. With a flick of her sleeve, a light golden bell flew out of her hand. She quickly chanted an incantation, and the golden light on the bell flashed, burning the several vampires that were chasing after her, causing them to scream in agony. Wherever the golden bell passed, black smoke billowed and flesh was charred black.

“Cheng Ling,” Bi Xie squatted down beside him. He looked at her weakly and said in a soft and urgent voice, “Senior Sister, save…save Master.” Bi Xie hurriedly covered his mouth, unable to bear looking at the internal organs exposed under his bloody palm. “Don’t talk, save your energy.”

“Save Master and the others! Master said…you are the Grandmaster, you must be very powerful,” he shook his head and continued, as if he knew these were the last words of his life, his face as white as paper as he gasped for breath, “From the first moment I saw Senior Sister, Chengling felt that you must be very powerful, that…such a high mountain, Senior Sister wasn’t afraid at all…”

Bi Xie felt a pang of sorrow. She had only met this young Taoist priest a few times, but he was the first person she had encountered since coming into this world. Now, seeing him lying in her arms covered in blood, his intestines and internal organs spilling out, she couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.

Actually, she would have saved people even without him saying so.

Regardless of the wicked intentions these Taoist priests may have, on the surface they are all people who exorcise demons and ghosts for the common people. At least before they harm anyone, she has no reason not to save them.

The handsome young man, his face pale, slumped into her arms.

Bi Xie closed her eyes, recalling what she had said to Ru Hua when she first met Cheng Ling: "This little Taoist priest blushes so easily."

Now, he can no longer shyly blush and call her "Senior Sister" with such lively spirit.

With a gentle exhale, Bi Xie handed Cheng Ling over to a young Taoist priest from Xuan Yun Temple, slowly stood up, and walked towards the village.

Whether they were frightened by Cheng Ling's tragic death or by the way Cheng Ling addressed her, no one dared to stop her or ask her anything. The younger ones started to cry softly, while an old Taoist priest silently followed behind her with about a dozen disciples.

A group of low-level vampires devoid of reason. Although their individual attack power was not high, their sheer numbers made up for it. Even ants can kill an elephant if there are enough of them. How much more so these inhuman and ferocious creatures. By the time Bi Xie arrived, the formation that He Xi and the others had erected had already been broken. The village was littered with corpses, like a living hell.

A layer of talisman paper was spread on the ground, and it was blown away by the wind.

A sea of ​​crimson filled the eye, with severed limbs and remains, and a hundred ghosts gnawing at the corpses.

"You beast! You monster!" The old Taoist priest who followed behind her cursed in utter horror, his throat trembling with shock at the sight before him.

"Another batch is coming," Master Shoukun glanced at Bi Xie with ill intent. Seeing that Prince Chiye was also staring at her with interest, he immediately understood and said, "This little girl is very tender. I'll catch her for you to enjoy."

Prince Chiye licked his lips expressionlessly: "It's unbelievable that such a beautiful girl exists among such inferior human bloodlines."

Bi Xie stepped over several corpses, turned his head and saw He Xi, who had already lost his life at the threshold. He was lying on his back, seemingly protecting something in his arms, blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were already dull and blank, a huge hole was torn in the center of his Taoist robe by the sharp long fingernails of a vampire, his throat was bitten through by the sharp teeth of a vampire, and his entire neck drooped down.

A peach wood sword was stuck in the vampire's chest.

She looked down along the sword and saw Hua Qing's face. His usually stern and unsmiling face was now covered in tears.

Bi Xie stared at Hua Qing without trembling an eyelash, and didn't say a word.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from behind her, and the newcomer chuckled. A hand, as sharp as a steel claw, suddenly grabbed her shoulder and tried to lift her up from the ground.

Just in time.

Bi Xie's pretty face turned cold. With a slight flick of her right hand, she precisely grabbed Shou Kun Zhenren's arm and pulled hard. Shou Kun Zhenren, who had launched the sneak attack, felt as if he had been dragged down by a thousand pounds of force and fell to the ground. His smile froze on his lips. "How is this possible?" Even if Hua Qing and He Xi joined forces, they might not be able to defeat him. This little girl...