Chapter 1887 - 3: Sealing Demon Clan

The sky gradually darkened, and a bonfire had been lit in the village.

The sound of sobbing echoed from not far away.

Many villagers gathered before the bonfire, mourning for the dozen fallen cultivators.

More than a dozen corpses, now dry and desiccated, were arranged in a line on the empty ground in front of the bonfire.

An altar was set up in the village, and an elderly lady wearing very ancient clothing was blessing the deceased clansmen.

After the ritual ended, the bodies of over a dozen cultivators were cast into the roaring flames.

Many people at sea prefer to perform "sea burials" for their deceased clansmen.

Because, to many of those who live by the sea,

The sea is the avatar of the Sea God.

Performing a sea burial for the deceased is akin to returning to the embrace of the Sea God.

...

Of course, not everyone worships the Sea God.

Usually, only those who worship the Sea God

would perform sea burials for their deceased clansmen.

If one doesn’t worship the Sea God, there are various burial methods available.

Such as burials in the ground, cremation, and so on.

...

Late at night, the villagers buried the ashes of the fallen cultivators.

Lin Feng had been silently watching all of this.

Then the old clan patriarch came over and said, "Apologies for the delay, Brother Lin, please don’t be offended!"

"Elder, please don’t say that, honoring the deceased is of utmost importance."

Lin Feng said.

"Brother Elder, if it weren’t for Brother Lin, our entire village might have been exterminated today! We must properly thank Brother Lin!"

Said the old cultivator who had previously led more than twenty island cultivators to besiege the Xuanyin Ghost Clan cultivator.

Lin Feng, through brief exchanges with the villagers, learned that this old cultivator’s name was Alhan.

Lin Feng quickly said, "If the Xuanyin Ghost Clan emerges, it will certainly wreak havoc upon the world; what I did was merely a cultivator’s duty!"

The old clan patriarch said, "Young people like Brother Lin, talented and responsible, are getting rarer. Brother Lin, rest for the night, and tomorrow old man will take you to a place!"

Lin Feng felt a bit puzzled, wondering where the old clan patriarch planned to take him?

However, Lin Feng suspected that the place must be very important.

"Angelina, take Brother Lin to the residence to rest for a night!" the old clan patriarch continued.

"Yes, Grandfather!"

A beautiful woman came forward.

This woman was Angelina, tall and voluptuous, alluring and captivating, with particularly enchanting eyes.

This tribe resembles the Persian people.

And the women of the Persian Clan are often fiery, seductive, and sexy.

Therefore, Angelina was no exception.

"Young Master Lin, please follow me!" Angelina said, swaying her slender waist as she led the way.

In no time, Angelina brought Lin Feng to the residence.

This was a stone house, quite simple, with only a bed, a table, two chairs, and nothing else inside.

Angelina said, "If you need anything during the night, you can call me; I live in that house over there!"

Saying this, Angelina pointed to a stone house several meters away.

Lin Feng nodded and thanked her.

Angelina didn’t stay long and soon left.

The entire village remained under a cloud of intense sorrow.

The village itself wasn’t very large.

The elderly, women, children, and young adults together numbered only a bit over three hundred.

Now, more than a dozen had died.

And those who died were the villagers with the strongest cultivation.

These villagers were the backbone of the village.

To this village, it truly was a devastating blow.

The night sky was remarkably bright.

The sea breeze wafted in.

The air carried a faint fishy scent.

This was the smell emanating from the ocean.

This was the unique aroma of the sea.

Lin Feng lay on a smooth, large rock, with hands behind his head, gazing at the stars in the sky.

"It’s rare to see a cultivator venture into the sea alone!"

A charming voice sounded, and Angelina came over and sat beside Lin Feng.

Lin Feng also sat up, shoulder to shoulder with Angelina, even catching a whiff of her subtle fragrance.

Lin Feng looked into the distance, saying, "Yes, such dangerous places seldom see cultivators traveling alone."

After a brief pause, Lin Feng asked, "Has your tribe been here for many years?"

Angelina nodded her head, saying, "Our tribe’s mission is to guard the seal! It is said there’s been an extremely long passage of time! So long that even we don’t know how long we’ve stayed here!"

"I seem to recall the Xuanyin Ghost Clan cultivator referring to your tribe as the Sealing Demon Clan?" Lin Feng turned to Angelina.

This was the first time hearing about the Sealing Demon Clan.

Not even the Black Bear Demon Monarch had heard of them.

"Yes! We are the Sealing Demon Clan! Our tribe’s mission is to seal demons! Of course, the "demons" I refer to is a broad concept, not strictly Heavenly Demons or Earth Demons, but rather those evil dark beings, such as the entities from the Ghost Realm, entities from the Netherworld, or clans like the Xuanyin Ghost Clan, who wish to open the gate to the Ghost Realm and release its entities, and so on and so forth."

Angelina said.

She then sighed and said, "Countless ancestors have died for this mission. Now, our tribe’s members are few and far between."

Lin Feng couldn’t help but feel a deep admiration for the Sealing Demon Clan.

This quiet and unsung tribe.

Continuously sacrificing to seal away those dreadful evil spirits.

Countless clan members have died because of it.

But they never gave up, nor did they ever waver.

"Why persist for so many years?" Lin Feng asked.

"Long, long ago, an ancestor said that if our Sealing Demon Clan doesn’t seal those evil spirits, perhaps no one else will ever take on this task; but our Sealing Demon Clan is increasingly weak, probably someday soon, we may face extinction, and then, we won’t be able to fulfill this task anymore!"

Angelina’s voice was faint, and her mood seemed downcast.

Lin Feng patted Angelina’s shoulder, hoping to bring her some comfort.

"Since the Immortal Ancient chaos, the world was plunged into chaos, with the All Heavens and Myriads of Realms in ruins, the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade rampant, resentful spirits everywhere. At that time, our Sealing Demon Clan was at its peak, and our ancestors sealed thirty-two Ghost Immortals within the Ghost Realm. Now, after countless years have passed, our Sealing Demon Clan also seems destined for the fate of many extinct tribes, soon to be swept away by the tides of history, to disappear from this Earth and Heaven!"

Angelina sighed.