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第一百四十四章 血祭噬鬼

Seeing several spirit artifacts flying towards him, Senior Nun Yin Ghost merely hummed and injected his spiritual energy into the Xuan Fire Divine Pearl in front of him. The light barrier became even brighter and easily blocked all the attacks.

The white-robed scholar's face showed a sinister expression as he hesitated for a moment before reaching into his robe. It seemed like he was about to use some powerful treasure.

Just then, a sharp scream came from the foot of the mountain, followed by several beams of light flying towards them.

Several cultivators' expressions were extremely ugly; recalling the sound transmission talisman earlier, did the old demon really summon help?

Should they continue attacking or temporarily avoid his锋芒? Before the others could decide, the fleeing light had already arrived. There were three ghost cultivators, each with a strength level close to mid-Basement Establishment.

"See the young master!"

The three people bowed towards Senior Nun Yin Ghost from afar in the air.

"You… you are from the厉鬼帮?"

The old man named Feng showed an expression of disbelief and exclaimed, while his cultivation partner also looked surprised, their faces turning pale.

The five of them exchanged glances. Senior Nun Yin Ghost was notorious for his ferocity, but he had always been alone. When did he become the young master of the厉鬼帮?

The厉鬼帮 was one of the three major forces in Youzhou's demon sect, something they couldn't afford to provoke.

However, seeing their opponents show signs of panic, Senior Nun Yin Ghost laughed arrogantly. His real name was Xiao Hen, and he had two identities: the young master of the厉鬼帮, a successor of one of the three major demon sects; and the infamous Senior Nun Yin Ghost hated by countless cultivators.

After all, although demons were more ruthless in their actions, there were still some rules they couldn't break. Xiao Hen was inherently cruel and felt restless without plundering, so he used his identity as Senior Nun Yin Ghost to cover his misdeeds.

Feng Yuan clutched his severed arm with his hand, showing fear in his eyes before gritting his teeth and turning into a streak of light, fleeing towards the sky.

"You…" The white-robed scholar was both shocked and angry, but he couldn't punish the old man for deserting him at such a critical moment.

However, the old man didn't run far. His figure suddenly flickered, and he fell from mid-air. His face turned black, indicating that his breaths were few and gasps many.

Poisoned!

Lin Xuan felt a bitter taste in his mouth. These ghost cultivators seemed even harder to deal with than expected; the spirit artifact that had severed old man Feng's arm must have contained a potent poison. But what kind of poison was it? It could easily eliminate a Basement Establishment cultivator?

Another ghost cultivator joined the fight against Fu siblings, and soon the young man was defeated. The girl named Fu Qian was captured alive; after placing a restriction on her to prevent her from using spiritual energy, she was thrown aside.

Fu Qian didn't feel relieved at having escaped death; instead, her face turned ashen. Legend had it that no woman who fell into Senior Nun Yin Ghost's hands could escape unscathed.

The situation reversed.

Now, Senior Nun Yin Ghost and his three summoned allies were attacking the cultivation couple.

Although the white-robed scholar was a late-stage Basement Establishment, he wasn't a match for Senior Nun Yin Ghost due to his cultivation method. His early-stage Scarlet Robe Demon Cultivator status only hindered him further.

Seeing that he had failed to gain anything and instead lost something, the white-robed scholar fought back while pleading desperately: "Young Master Yin Ghost, I was blinded by my own eyes; please forgive me. If you spare my life, I will serve you faithfully for the rest of my days."

"Serve me like a horse or donkey?" Xiao Hen laughed wildly. "As the young master of the厉鬼帮, do I lack subordinates? You can go to your grave in peace. Don't worry; I'll take care of your wife."

With that, he waved his hand, and a red beam shot out from his sleeve robe. The white-robed scholar hurriedly used his silver wheel to block it but was knocked back several feet by the force, spitting out blood before he could stabilize.

His face turned pale!

"Didn't you covet my Xuan Fire Divine Pearl? Let's see what you can do."

Lin Xuan was also taken aback. What kind of treasure was this pearl? Although the red beam wasn't as powerful as a condensation period cultivator's divine power, it seemed to be superior to his hard-won super-grade spirit artifact.

The three mid-Basement Establishment ghost cultivators flew over and surrounded the white-robed scholar, while the early-stage Scarlet Robe Demon Cultivator was also captured alive.

Seeing this, the white-robed scholar showed a determined expression. He said viciously: "Young Master Yin Ghost, don't push me too far! I'll serve you even if you kill me."

"Hmph, I'm going to exterminate you completely; what can you do about it?" Xiao Hen looked at his desperate enemy with satisfaction.

"Then let's go down to hell together," the white-robed scholar's eyes flashed with madness as he grabbed his silver wheel and cut himself with it.

His arm, thigh, chest, and abdomen were all slashed by long, deep wounds. Blood gushed out.

Seeing this bizarre scene, Senior Nun Yin Ghost was first stunned before his expression turned serious.

Could it be…

Blood Sacrifice to Devour Ghosts?

As the name suggests, this was an ancient demonic secret technique with few practitioners left. Few would dare to use it unless absolutely necessary.

Although the Blood Sacrifice to Devour Ghosts technique had great power, its use required a heavy price—life itself.

The principle behind it was simple: using one's essence and blood as bait, summoning evil ghosts from the netherworld.

Once summoned, these ghosts would first devour the practitioner before following their residual will to eliminate enemies. The stronger the cultivator, the more powerful the summoned ghost.

"Quickly, stop him!"

Xiao Hen was both angry and anxious; how could a cultivator use a demonic technique? Knowing the horrifying nature of this method, he put aside his arrogance and cast a spell.

The other three ghost cultivators didn't hesitate either. They commanded their spirit artifacts to attack.

With a gush of blood, the white-robed scholar's body was enveloped in a purple-red mist as his essence and blood mixed together.

Attacks from spirit artifacts and spells had no effect.

Suddenly, the sky darkened with thunderous sounds, and an enormous gap appeared. Numerous cold winds blew out from it.

"Haha, you want me to die? Then let's go down to hell together!"

In the mist, the white-robed scholar laughed madly before a bloody skull emerged from the gap.

The skull was several meters in size, exuding an eerie aura and looking extremely fierce.

After emerging, the skull opened its mouth wide and swallowed the white-robed scholar along with the blood mist. It chewed several times, making the red light in his eyes even more terrifying.

"This is a Yin Poison Skull; we can't defeat it. You go set up the Heavenly Demon Formation to block it while I tidy up inside the cave," Senior Nun Yin Ghost said coldly.

"Yes, young master!"

The three ghost cultivators immediately formed a triangular formation and each took out a small flag from their robes. They waved them gently, sending threads that bound the Yin Poison Skull.

Xiao Hen turned around without hesitation and flew towards the cave.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan was intrigued. Four Basement Establishment ghost cultivators couldn't be defeated by him alone, but now his allies were tied up by the Yin Poison Skull. Facing Xiao Hen alone, Lin Xuan had a good chance of victory.

He took out an invisibility talisman from his robe and stuck it to himself before completely concealing his aura.

Just as he finished, Senior Nun Yin Ghost returned to the cave. He came to a stone wall, muttered some incantations, and cast a spell.

Miraculously, the mountain wall rippled like water waves before gradually becoming transparent. A small treasure room appeared behind it.

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