Feeling the surging blood energy within his body, Fan Lao's shrill laughter echoed throughout the chamber.
"Ke ke ke… I'm afraid you won't get that chance."
Suddenly, an even more eerie, grating laugh rang out within the chamber.
"Who's there?!"
Fan Lao's heart skipped a beat as he scanned the chamber sharply, his gaze as fierce as a hawk's.
The next moment, two clusters of strange black mist materialized within the blood-red chamber.
Behind the mist stood a young man, positioned between them, calmly suspended in midair—without any visible support.
"May I ask why you seniors have come to see me today?"
Sensing the terrifying aura radiating from the two shadowy figures beside the young man, Fan Lao felt a surge of fear.
He immediately adopted a respectful tone.
"Fan Lao," the young man between the shadows spoke indifferently, "your Blood Sect possesses quite a few treasures.
Today, I've come to take them—and to wipe out your sect."
Rage and shock surged through Fan Lao's heart upon hearing Ye Chen's words, though he dared not show it openly.
"Senior, why must this be so?" he argued stiffly. "I don't believe I've ever offended any of you."
"Heh."
Ye Chen let out a cold laugh.
"Fan Lao, you've been surviving in the Black Corner Region for years.
Don't you find that question ridiculous?"
"In this place, killing and seizing treasures....does it really require a reason?"
"Outrageous!"
Realizing that this battle was now unavoidable, Fan Lao wasted no more words.
A savage expression twisted across his face as he abruptly swung his arm forward, hurling an enormous blood-red palm print toward Ye Chen and the others, seizing the initiative.
"A mere fifth-ranked figure on the Black List—nothing more than an ant," Ye Chen said coldly.
As the bloody palm descended, disdain flashed through Ye Chen's eyes.
To his left, the figure shrouded in black mist surged forward. With a casual strike, the massive blood hand was shattered instantly.
Boom!
Without pause, the shadow followed up with another palm strike. Fan Lao was sent flying backward, his body smashing heavily into the stone wall of the chamber before sliding down in a heap.
Puff!
Spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood, Fan Lao stared in horror at the shadow hovering in midair. "A… a Dou Zong expert?!"
"Guards! All of you—there's a powerful enemy! Come and help me!"
Despite his fear, Fan Lao refused to give up. He forcibly circulated his Dou Qi and shouted at the top of his lungs, hoping to rally the sect's forces.
"What's going on?"
"That sounded like the Sect Master—quick, go take a look!"
As his cry echoed out, Blood Sect disciples nearby exchanged alarmed looks before rushing toward the chamber.
"Yao Chen, Protector Jiu.....make your move. Aside from those blood captives, leave no one alive," Ye Chen ordered calmly.
"Yes, Master!"
Yao Chen and Protector Jiu responded in unison.
In the next instant, Yao Chen rushed toward the gravely wounded Fan Lao, while Protector Jiu charged straight out of the chamber.
"Ah—!"
"Ah—!"
"What kind of monster is this?!"
Moments later, shrill screams echoed continuously from outside.
Meanwhile, after beating Fan Lao to the brink of death, Yao Chen raised a spectral hand, hovering it above Fan Lao's crown.
A terrifying suction force erupted.
"What are you doing…?"
Under the pull of that strange force, Fan Lao felt his soul being torn from his body. Terror flooded his face.
As if realizing something, he cried out in disbelief, "Are you people from the Soul Hall? I've never offended the Soul Hall—why would you do this to me?!"
Yao Chen paid him no attention and continued relentlessly.
Before long, Fan Lao's soul was completely extracted from his body and swallowed whole.
At the same time, Ye Chen entered the Blood Sect's treasury while Yao Chen and Protector Jiu carried out their massacre.
"Reporting to Master....after a thorough search, aside from the captives imprisoned in the valley, there are no survivors within the Blood Sect," Yao Chen and Protector Jiu reported an hour later, their bodies still reeking of blood.
During the slaughter, both had harvested a large number of souls.
Once refined, these would significantly enhance their strength.
Especially Yao Chen....at his peak, he had once possessed the strength of a high-level Dou Zun. His current weakness was merely due to damaged soul essence.
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