Chapter 1627 - 1459: Tingxue Pavilion, Blood Soaring Through the Sky

This Ghost Rakshasa, once captured, is far stronger than those Ghost Infants before, definitely a great material for refining Jiuyou flame.

And now, it was devoured by the Sacred Infant?

Ye Guichen was infuriated beyond measure.

With a thought, he imprisoned the Sacred Infant once again.

At the same time, he bound the Sacred Infant's limbs with chains, suspending it mid-air.

The Sacred Infant shouted, "How dare a mere being, who hasn't even become a Ghost Immortal, act presumptuously before me! Haha, I'm so full now. Boy, you'd better release me right away. Now that I've swallowed the Ghost Rakshasa, my cultivation will soar. If you don't release me, be careful that I might deal with you when I get out!"

The Sacred Infant was incredibly arrogant, as if completely disregarding Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen was both amused and exasperated.

"Alright, let's see how I deal with you!"

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The chains flailed wildly at the Sacred Infant.

After a short while, the Sacred Infant finally became compliant, "Stop hitting me, stop! I dare not anymore, I dare not! I beg you to spare me, spare me! I just ate it impulsively, please stop hitting me!"

Its cries of anguish were blood-curdling.

Ye Guichen felt a sense of satisfaction.

A child who doesn't get a beating doesn't know his own surname.

Subsequently, he refocused, looked at the collapsed altar, and those corpses, and sighed, unwilling to linger any longer.

"Let's go!"

Ye Guichen turned and left.

With the Ghost Rakshasa dead, the Sky Demon Sect no longer had a purpose.

Both Little Black and the Ghost King came to their senses.

The fierce battle earlier left them shaken to their cores.

Little Black stayed silent, but the Ghost King approached Ye Guichen, "Mr. Ye, in the future, could you go a little easier? There are too many dangerous things in this world. If we encounter another Ghost Rakshasa, can't we just steer clear? We were lucky to survive this time, but what about next time?"

Clearly, the Ghost Rakshasa left a psychological shadow on the Ghost King.

Ye Guichen cast a glance at the Ghost King, "Do you think I wanted this? Alright, let's hurry back. I suddenly feel that the so-called Young Master of the Demon Clan isn't a simple character, and I'm afraid the hidden sect will open before long, then who knows if we'll be able to withstand it."

"The hidden sect opening?" The Ghost King was obviously skeptical, "Hehe, I say, Mr. Ye, you're being alarmist. Countless eyes are watching the hidden sect from above the Chaos Sea. If there were any signs of it opening, news would have spread long ago. I think you're just scaring yourself."

"Scaring myself?" Ye Guichen said in a deep voice, "Haven't you noticed that many things have seemed off recently?"

"What's been off?" The Ghost King clearly didn't understand.

Ye Guichen explained, "So many things—besides the source of life, the timing of the Ghost Rakshasa's revival was too coincidental. Why did it happen that we encountered it? I feel it's just a pawn of the Demon Clan. Once the Ghost Rakshasa is resurrected, it will certainly stir the entire world into chaos, then attract a lot of attention. And the Demon Clan will seize the opportunity to make some small moves."

At this point, Ye Guihua raised his head, his brows knitted tightly, "I'm now worried that many sects are under attack, even the Tingxue Pavilion might be in trouble."

"Impossible, right?" The Ghost King was still unconvinced, "Maybe it really was just a coincidence?"

Ye Guichen said nothing more, but the feeling grew stronger.

For some reason, Ye Guichen felt that something big was about to happen, and this event was deeply connected to him.

After meeting Yu Wen Dou again, Ye Guichen told Yu Wen Dou and the Barbarian troops to speed up and head toward Tingxue Pavilion.

Although Yu Wen Dou felt that Ye Guichen had been acting strangely since returning, he didn't question it much.

However, midway, Ye Guichen and his group encountered several members of Tingxue Pavilion fleeing in distress.

"Is that the Pavilion Master?"

"Master Yu Wen? You're finally back!"

One young man was initially startled upon seeing the vast Barbarian Army and instinctively wanted to avoid it.

But upon seeing Yu Wen Dou among them, he disregarded his fear, rushed forward, and knelt before Yu Wen Dou.

Yu Wen Dou quickly pulled him up, "Haixuan, what happened? What happened to you all?"

"Senior Brother, why are you all so disheveled?" Yu Wenxuan was also puzzled.

Ning Haoxuan, the senior brother of Tingxue Pavilion, was stronger in cultivation than Yu Wenxuan, also an outstanding figure among the younger generation.

Now, Ning Haoxuan was covered in injuries, his clothes badly torn, looking extremely disheveled.

Ning Haoxuan immediately began to wail, "Pavilion Master, I don't know why, but just yesterday, our Tingxue Pavilion was suddenly attacked by a group of unknown experts. Even our protective sect array was ineffective. Many brothers didn't even have time to resist before dying. I barely managed to escape, hoping to find you, and unexpectedly ran into you here."

"Unknown experts?" Yu Wen Dou's brow instantly furrowed, "Why did they target us?"

"I don't know. They just killed without saying a word," Ning Haoxuan shook his head vigorously, "Pavilion Master, what should we do? More than half of our Tingxue Pavilion perished in battle, only a small portion escaped. Even the Mistress and others are trapped in Tingxue Pavilion and haven't come out."

"My mother hasn't come out yet!" Yu Wenxuan felt the world spinning upon hearing this, almost fainting. Thankfully, Ye Guichen swiftly caught her.

"Dammit, my Tingxue Pavilion has always kept to itself, never provoking trouble, yet we've been attacked at our own doorstep!" Yu Wen Dou raged, his whole body surging with power: "I want to see who's so bold! Let's go, I'm going back with you!"

As he spoke, Yu Wen Dou rushed to leave, but was stopped by Ye Guichen: "Senior Yu Wen, don't be in such a hurry."

"Don't be in a hurry?" Yu Wen Dou stomped his feet anxiously: "Mr. Ye, Tingxue Pavilion is on the verge of destruction, how can I not be anxious? Moreover, if I don't return now, should I just watch helplessly as Tingxue Pavilion perishes?"

Ye Guichen furrowed his brows and said, "I feel this matter isn't that simple, possibly done deliberately by someone."

Then, Ye Guichen directly called over the Barbarian King and instructed: "Immediately send out ten groups of people to scatter, with enough men. Ensure no one acts alone, go to populated areas nearby and gather information, return in half a day."

Though the Barbarian King found Ye Guichen's orders curious, he didn't question them. He quickly split into ten groups, each with twenty barbarians, dispersing in all directions.

Half a day passed quickly.

The ten groups of barbarians returned one after another.

At the same time, they brought back some terrifying news.

The barbarians, due to their large stature and with their Spiritual Sense awakened by Ye Guichen, moved extremely fast, even faster than ordinary human cultivators.

They traveled no less than a thousand miles back and forth.

Thus, within a radius of two thousand miles centered around Ye Guichen and his people, almost everything was investigated.

Yet, upon hearing the news they brought back, everyone fell silent.

Yu Wen Dou was even more dumbfounded: "Mr. Ye, what is going on?"

According to the news from the barbarians, not only was Tingxue Pavilion attacked, but any sect with over a thousand members faced assaults from an unknown force.

The attackers sought neither wealth nor cultivation techniques, only slaughter, and many arrays were ineffective against them.

After massacring a sect, they'd take the bodies and quickly target another.

It's clear their sole objective was killing.

"This, this..." Yu Wen Dou's eyes were vacant: "There are a dozen sects within a thousand-mile radius, are they all going to be exterminated?"

Ye Guichen asked the Barbarian King: "Can anyone identify the attackers?"

The Barbarian King shook his head: "I ordered not to reveal our presence, so we only observed from afar, did not approach. However, based on the reports, those people are likely linked to the Netherworld Mountain."

"Netherworld Mountain?" Ye Guichen was taken aback, then suddenly enlightened.

"No wonder, if my guess is correct, it's likely those Corpse Cultivators and Ghost Cultivators from Netherworld Mountain."

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Guichen slapped his forehead: "No wonder so many protective arrays are ineffective, those Ghost Cultivators slipped into the sects through ghostly means, disrupting the grand arrays, rendering them useless."

Many sects' arrays are only designed against human cultivators and not against ghosts.

Those Ghost Cultivators, with their elusive forms, can easily infiltrate such places.

"Quick, let's head to Tingxue Pavilion immediately, everyone be cautious, don't let anyone act alone!" Ye Guichen realized the gravity of the situation and directly directed the Barbarian King to pave the way ahead.

Though barbarians are formidable, should they be besieged by Ghost Cultivators or Corpse Cultivators, they might not fare well.

But with tens of thousands of barbarians united, it's difficult for them to find a worthy foe.

Yu Wen Dou wished only to return to Tingxue Pavilion quickly, and seeing Ye Guichen speak, naturally had no objections.

They were still seven or eight hundred miles away from Tingxue Pavilion.

They sprinted and reached the destination in less than half a day.

Along the way, they encountered many fleeing disciples from Tingxue Pavilion.

Each was in dire straits, with many even dying along the way.

However, as they got closer to Tingxue Pavilion, the news they received became increasingly distressing.

Tingxue Pavilion is considered a major sect. Even if attacked by Ghost Cultivators and Corpse Cultivators, it shouldn't fall so quickly.

But the present circumstances were clearly dire.

The Ghost Cultivators and Corpse Cultivators acted like maniacs, slaughtering without uttering a word.

Though Tingxue Pavilion's disciples were strong, they could barely cope.

When Ye Guichen and his group were within ten miles of Tingxue Pavilion, they received word that less than ten to twenty percent of Tingxue Pavilion's disciples remained.

Tingxue Pavilion is perched atop a snowy mountain known as Luoxue Mountain.

The mountain remains snow-covered year-round.

And the cultivation technique Tingxue Pavilion practices relates to the snow.

From a distance, Ye Guichen looked up and saw snowflakes dancing in the sky above Luoxue Mountain.

However, the snow was entirely red, stained by the blood of living people.