Then, all the villagers, with expressions of reverence, bowed deeply to Yuan Zhexian, cupped their hands in greeting, and shouted in unison, "Thank you, immortal! Thank you, immortal!"
Upon seeing this, Yuan Zhexian quickly smiled and waved his hand, saying loudly, "Fellow villagers, there's no need for such formalities."
"Please just call me 'Little Brother'; it sounds more approachable that way."
His words were gentle and kind, as warm as a spring breeze.
At this moment, the old village chief also stepped forward and said to Yuan Zhexian with excitement, "I knew long ago that you were no ordinary person, but I never expected that you would actually be an immortal!"
"To see the true face of the immortal today is truly an honor for our entire village!"
After saying this, he bowed deeply to Yuan Zhexian once again.
Yuan Zhexian quickly reached out to help the old village chief up, and said with a smile, "Old man, you flatter me."
"Alright, fellow villagers, please tidy up this place first. I have some things to take care of and will be back soon."
Before anyone could react, Yuan Zhexian's figure vanished from the spot like a ghost.
Furthermore, the Blood Nether Sect is one of the three most famous sects in the White Light Dynasty.
This sect has always been known in the White Light Dynasty for its bloody and cruel ways of doing things. Its various atrocities are well known throughout the White Light Dynasty and have made countless people tremble with fear.
Moreover, the Blood Nether Sect has a powerful patriarch at the Golden Core Realm personally overseeing things. It is because of this that they dare to act recklessly in the White Light Dynasty and even frequently harm unarmed ordinary people.
In just a few breaths, Yuan Zhexian's lightning-fast figure streaked across the sky like a shooting star and landed steadily above the Blood Nether Sect's gate.
At this moment, he stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, exuding an incomparably powerful aura, like a god descending from the sky, looking down at the Blood Nether Sect below.
Then, as the disciples guarding the gate were standing there idly, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky above their sect without warning.
This sudden turn of events startled the gatekeeper. Without a second thought, he immediately raised his voice and shouted angrily, "Who goes there? How dare you be so bold as to trespass into the sacred grounds of my Blood Nether Sect!"
However, before he could finish speaking, Yuan Zhexian in the air merely glared at him lightly.
In an instant, the gatekeeper's body expanded rapidly at a visible speed, like an inflated balloon.
With a loud bang, the gatekeeper's body exploded, blood splattering everywhere, and severed limbs flying in all directions, staining the surroundings crimson.
Just then, a dark figure rushed over like lightning and stopped in front of Yuan Zhexian in the blink of an eye.
It turned out to be an old man with a furious expression. His eyes were blazing with anger as he stared intently at Yuan Zhexian, gritting his teeth as he questioned, "Fellow Daoist, what is the reason that you have come to my Blood Nether Sect to wreak havoc and harm my disciples?"
Faced with the old man's question, Yuan Zhexian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and he coldly replied, "You dare to call yourself my fellow Daoist!"
Before the words were even finished, a cold glint flashed in Yuan Zhexian's eyes, and the old man didn't even have a chance to react before his body exploded violently, just like the gatekeeper disciple before him. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, a gruesome sight.
Immediately afterward, Yuan Zhexian channeled his full power and shouted loudly to the entire Blood Nether Sect: "I'll give you three breaths. The person in charge of the Blood Nether Sect, get out here and see me right now!"
His voice was like rolling thunder, resounding through the sky and shaking the entire Blood Nether Sect.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a moment later, an elderly man dressed in fine clothes and exuding a powerful aura appeared hurriedly in front of Yuan Zhexian.
The old man clearly knew that the other party's strength was unfathomable, so he dared not be negligent in the slightest. He quickly bowed and clasped his hands, saying respectfully, "Greetings, senior! I was unaware of your presence and have failed to greet you properly. I hope you will forgive me."
"I wonder what important instructions you have for me, senior?"
Yuan Zhexian's gaze was as cold as frost. Without the slightest hesitation, he went straight to the point and asked, "Let me ask you, where are those innocent children you captured before?" His voice was not loud, but it contained endless majesty and oppressive power.
Upon hearing this, the Blood Nether Sect patriarch trembled violently, his face turning deathly pale. His eyes flickered, his lips trembled slightly, and he stammered, "In...in the dungeon."
His words clearly revealed his guilt and fear.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhexian did not hesitate to order again, "Bring them all here immediately!"
These words were like a thunderbolt, brooking no disobedience.
Although the Blood Nether Sect patriarch was extremely unwilling, he knew he was powerless to resist the unfathomable and imposing figure before him.
Left with no other choice, he had to obediently do as Yuan Zhexian asked.
Before long, a group of children of different ages were brought in by guards.
The youngest of these children was only seven or eight years old, and the oldest was only about twelve or thirteen.
They all looked haggard and anxious, clearly having suffered a great deal of hardship beforehand.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Zhexian waved his arm lightly, and an invisible force swept out, instantly taking all the children into his sea of consciousness and protecting them properly.
The Blood Nether Sect patriarch watched this scene unfold, not daring to even breathe loudly.
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