“Where is Daoist Yuan?” Lord Luo asked Xiao Hua and the others after he left, unaware of the situation.
“The Young Master left not long ago to deal with the Blood Sect,” said Feng Yuxiang.
“Eh?” Lord Luo looked at the three of them. If they’re all here, this meant that Yuan had gone to deal with the Blood Sect by himself.
Seeing Lord Luo’s expression, Lan Yingying said, “Yuan will be fine. Don’t underestimate him.”
Meanwhile, at the Flying Sword Sect, Yuan stood before the three stone tablets with a tranquil expression on his face.
However, inside his mind, he was trying to communicate with somebody.
‘Are you going to show up today and take control of my body like last time? You like killing people, right?’
He would rather let the handsome man take control of his body so that he doesn’t have to personally kill the Blood Sect, and he would feel less guilt that way.
Unfortunately, the handsome man would not respond no matter how much Yuan tried to summon him.
And for the next two hours, he would patiently wait for the Blood Sect to show up at the three stone tablets.
Yuan snapped out of his daze when he could suddenly sense many presences appearing around him, and these presences would reek of bloodlust.
Furthermore, these presences would continue to appear without stopping for many minutes.
Tens, hundreds, thousands— Yuan was suddenly surrounded in all directions by thousands of Cultivators ranging from Spirit Apprentice to Spirit Master, and there was even a single Spirit Grandmaster amongst them.
“They brought the whole sect here even though I only called for their Sect Master…?” A bittersweet smile appeared on Yuan’s face, as he was only hoping to fight their Sect Master and a few other people, not their entire sect.
Eventually, Yuan no longer needed to sense them, as he could see these people with his eyes, and as expected, it was as though he was being surrounded by a black sea made out of people.
However, Yuan tried to remain calm and waited for their Sect Master to appear.
A few minutes later, once the people there stopped moving, Yuan could see a figure hovering in the sky, and this person was slowly approaching him.
This person had long white hair that reached his feet, a short white beard, and two bloodshot eyes that made it seem as though he hasn’t slept for weeks.
“Are you the bastard that killed my son?” The Blood Sect’s Sect Master, Lord Blood, asked once he stopped moving a few meters in front of Yuan.
Yuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath before speaking in a clear voice, “That’s right.”
“Why did you kill him?” Lord Blood continued to ask.
Yuan opened his eyes, revealing the coldness within, and he responded, “Because he was an eyesore.”
Lord Blood visibly trembled when he heard Yuan’s words, but he managed to barely control his emotions.
“Are you mad? Even though you guys from the Blood Sect had killed so many innocent people? Have you heard of ‘Karma’?” Yuan looked at Lord Blood straight into his red eyes, ignoring everyone else.
After a moment of silence, Lord Blood spoke, “I don’t believe you.”
“You don’t believe me…?” Yuan raised his eyebrows.
“You can bullsh*t all you want, but I can tell whether someone is a killer or not just by looking at bloodlust in their aura, and I have a strong sense of smell for blood. Forget bloodlust, you smell like you have never touched blood before. There’s no way someone like you killed my son.” Lord Blood coldly sneered.
Yuan didn’t say anything else and retrieved the Empyrean Overlord, and that immediately alerted everyone there, causing them to draw their weapons and enter a defensive position.
However, Yuan didn’t attack anyone and merely used the technique Bloody Sword Strike in front of everyone there.
Lord Blood’s face immediately paled after seeing this technique.
He was at a loss for words, as only core disciples and above from their Blood Sect could learn the Bloody Sword Strike.
“Where did you obtain that technique?” Lord Blood asked him in a grim voice.
“Where do you think I obtained it?” Yuan responded with a mocking smile on his face.
“YOU BASTARD!” Lord Blood could no longer control his emotions and roared.
“GET HIM! I WANT HIM ALIVE SO THAT I CAN TORTURE HIM LATER!” He commanded the thousands of disciples there.
Upon hearing their Sect Master’s command, the Blood Sect disciples did not hesitate to challenge a Spirit Grandmaster and rushed at Yuan.
Seeing this, Yuan took a deep breath and mumbled to himself, “It’s okay. The world is better off without them. They will kill countless innocent people if I don’t stop them today. They may have the appearance of a human, but their hearts are no different than a demon— cruel, bloodthirsty, and inhumane.”
“In order to protect Pang City… The Luo Family… and everyone else… I must stop them here…”
“They’re just ants… beasts… demons…”
After taking a moment to convince himself to act, Yuan tightened his grasp on the Empyrean Overlord before swinging it like a madman.
Yuan used Bloody Sword Strike, sending a massive red arc of sword light at the Blood Sect disciples that were charging at him.
The arc of sword light swept the crowd and shredded their bodies in halves instantly and effortlessly.
With a single strike, Yuan had killed dozens of people from the Blood Sect, but the others didn’t even bat an eyelid and continued to run at him like a bunch of mindless beasts.
Seeing their unnatural reaction, Yuan felt relieved, as this made them seem less human and more like beasts in his eyes.
Very quickly, rivers of blood were created and washed over the dried blood in the Flying Sword Sect, and corpses piled up like mountains.
Although Yuan was too occupied to realize it, the scenery there was quickly becoming the bloody dream he had a while ago, and somewhere deep within his consciousness, a familiar voice praised his actions as he continued to slaughter the Blood Sect.