Chapter 1638 - 1463: Heavenly Patrol Order (2)

The number of Corpse Cultivators and Ghost Cultivators under their command may be in the hundreds of thousands.

Yet, compared to human cultivators, it's still just a drop in the ocean.

Haotian has been ordering them to kill, but he hasn't acted himself.

Even though the Corpse Cultivators and Ghost Cultivators have been formidable, their losses have been severe.

Especially after Ye Guichen appeared, many sects have chosen to avoid confrontation and are seeking refuge at Tingxue Pavilion.

At first, they killed many people, but as time passed, their targets became fewer.

Even though they can wipe out some sects, it's of little use.

"Young Master, we've lost nearly a third of our Corpse Cultivators during this time. I've heard Ye Guichen has gathered a large number of human cultivators, probably numbering over a million. If they attack Netherworld Mountain, can we withstand it?" Corpse Master asked with a tremble in his voice.

The Ghost Lady also spoke with fear, "Yes, Young Master, our Ghost Cultivators have suffered losses too. I'm worried..."

"What are you afraid of?" Haotian glared, scaring the Ghost Lady and Corpse Master into silence.

"Hmph, they're just a bunch of rabble. I'm more afraid they won't come. If they dare come, it's just as well!" Haotian clasped his hands behind his back, looking at the seventeen candles.

However, now two candles have already been extinguished.

"I understand your concerns; you're worried about your people dying, aren't you? Just relax. My Demon Clan army will soon be here."

"What? Young Master, Demon Clan army?"

"Really? We haven't heard anything about it?"

They have long known that Haotian is a Young Master of the Demon Clan.

Being a Young Master of the Demon Clan, he should naturally be able to command them.

However, for so long, aside from occasionally focusing on those seventeen candles, there hasn't been any sign of a demonic beast.

Haotian squinted, his lips curling coldly, "Relax, what do a million human cultivators amount to? Though the Demon Clan has retreated behind the ice wall, they number in the tens of millions; isn't dealing with those human cultivators a piece of cake?"

"Millions of demonic beasts?"

Corpse Master and Ghost Lady's pupils contracted, their eyes revealing uncontainable shock and even delight, "Young Master, really?"

"You'll see soon enough." Haotian turned his gaze to Corpse Master and Ghost Lady, "Have you found the Snake Woman?"

Upon mentioning the Snake Woman, the two immediately straightened their backs.

"Young Master, as per your instructions, we have narrowed it down to two people, but we're currently uncertain who it specifically is and were planning to report to you," the Ghost Lady said.

"What are you waiting for then?" Haotian said impatiently.

"Alright, alright, I'll issue the order now to bring them up."

The Ghost Lady hurriedly agreed.

Soon, two people were thrown before Haotian.

A man and a woman.

Both of them were covered with bruises from being beaten.

The Ghost Lady took a dagger, grabbed the arms of the man and woman respectively, and forcefully slashed open a wound.

Sure enough, before their eyes, the newly made cuts healed rapidly.

Within a short time, aside from faint scars, they were nearly completely healed.

"Young Master, did you see?" Corpse Master and Ghost Lady said obsequiously.

"Haha, you've done well!" Haotian nodded in satisfaction, walking directly to the man and woman.

Then, lifting both hands, he dragged them up.

"What do you want to do?" The man spoke, anger on his face.

Haotian said nothing, staring directly into the other's eyes.

After a moment, Haotian suddenly laughed heartily, "No wonder, no wonder! Snake Woman, you hide well, don't you! I'd heard you had the ability to create avatars. Now it seems true! Haha, if I'm not mistaken, the one who gave birth to that Ye-bastard was one of your avatars, right?"

With that, Haotian violently pressed his hand on the man's head, squeezing it lightly, crushing it instantly.

The man died instantly.

Haotian then turned his gaze to the woman, "You should be another avatar of the Snake Woman, shouldn't you? Still, with you here, attracting the Snake Woman won't be difficult. Haha, I just didn't expect the Snake Woman to have such skills; it seems the Demon Saint really underestimated her."

"Bah!"

The woman spat at Haotian's face, "You dream of finding my true body! No one can find her! Her avatars are endless; finding her is impossible. Haha, haha, give up!"

After speaking, the woman also raised her hand, slapping it against her forehead, shattering it.

The woman died instantly.

Haotian's face darkened, tossing the woman's corpse to the ground.

Corpse Master and Ghost Lady looked utterly confused.

"Young Master, what do you mean by 'avatars'?"

Haotian raised his head, his eyes deep, "Legend has it the Snake Woman was a descendant of a divine being, and that divine being could have thousands of avatars. Some avatars are ordinary people, while others are great masters; each one is different, with its own thoughts and specialties. Without careful investigation, they appear to be different individuals."

"Yet, they are all avatars of the Snake Woman, possessing her strong healing powers. They willingly die for the Snake Woman. If one day the Snake Woman reappears, they will all vanish, with their souls returning to the Snake Woman, restoring her power."

"Ah? Then what should we do?"