Chapter 30: Sorry for the Disturbance

Run!

Seeing the black-clad cultivator start a slaughter, Lou Qinghe hurriedly ran out of the market.

At the same time, the surrounding rogue cultivators were frightened out of their wits and scattered in all directions.

Lou Qinghe ran extremely fast, nearly exhausting all his strength.

Behind him came heart-rending howls that made people feel a chill and their hair stand on end.

These black-clad cultivators' spiritual energy was extremely sinister; the slightest contact would infect a cultivator's body, causing death in an instant.

Whoosh!

What boldness! Dare to cause trouble in Baiyu Market!

Just then a loud shout came from above; looking up, a huge hawk flew down from the sky.

The hawk was pitch-black, flickering with a faint spiritual light; when its wings spread, it was over two zhang long, and it spat out red fire spiritual energy from its beak.

This is a second-tier Fire Spirit Hawk; the experts of the Spirit-Control Gang have arrived!

A rogue cultivator exclaimed in alarm.

The next moment, the sky was overcast with dark clouds, and black spiritual energy coalesced into a phantom that fought the hawk.

The phantom's aura surged wildly, its fist force exploding like fire.

The market's shops and gate towers instantly turned into ruins; many rogue cultivators couldn't escape in time and were buried there.

Experts!

Lou Qinghe merely glanced and saw several figures of late Qi Refining experts.

His cultivation was only at the fourth layer of Qi Refining, just entering middle Qi Refining; he was no match for these late Qi Refining cultivators.

Kill!

The black-clad cultivators all had icy gazes, filled with killing intent.

Not only were the Spirit-Control Gang's cultivators targets, but some rogue cultivators were also on their list.

In just a moment, corpses littered the market ground, limbs severed, with countless people wailing in agony.

The remaining rogue cultivators fled wildly through the gaps in the collapsing walls.

But even those who managed to run a distance were caught and killed by the black-clad cultivators.

One black-clad cultivator holding a red banner opened his mouth, gathering black spiritual energy into a strange glyph that fell on a rogue cultivator, causing a violent explosion.

Boom!

Instantly three unfortunate rogue cultivators died a wrongful death.

Afterward, the rogue cultivator who died released a black aura that drifted toward the red banner in the black-clad cultivator's hand.

The White Bone Sect follower's natal magic artifact, the Life Soul Banner!

As the red banner continually absorbed, it also emitted sharp, mournful wails that made one's blood run cold.

Whoosh whoosh!

Still want to run?

At this moment, the cultivator holding the red banner fixed his gaze on Lou Qinghe and opened his mouth again.

A black strange glyph shot toward Lou Qinghe.

Buzz buzz!

Not good!

Hearing the vibrating sound behind him, Lou Qinghe's heart jumped; he slapped his palm, and the Clearwind Sword at his waist flew out instantly.

Whoosh whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh!

The Clearwind Sword circled around Lou Qinghe once, then shot toward the black glyph behind him.

Screech—!

The Clearwind Sword, wrapped in sharp sword light, pierced the black glyph ahead with a 'thud', and the sword light pressed forward irresistibly.

The sword light was too fast!

In the blink of an eye, it had already reached the black-clad cultivator.

Pfft!

The sword light, moving at lightning speed, pierced his throat.

Gurgle—!

The black-clad cultivator's neck spurted blood, and he collapsed to the ground.

Before death, his face was filled with astonishment.

He never expected that sword light to be so fast.

In such danger, Lou Qinghe dared not loot the corpse; he controlled the Clearwind Sword and fled outside Baiyu Market.

Meanwhile, the gate of Baiyu Market became even more chaotic, with White Bone Sect followers and rogue cultivators looking to profit from the turmoil, fighting even more fiercely.

Flames had already blazed inside the market.

Shouts of killing drew nearer, filled with excited roars and tragic struggles.

The raging fire had begun burning in the market, the crimson flames growing ever fiercer, even dyeing half the horizon red.

This was the White Bone Sect's wanton arson, aimed at causing chaos.

Lou Qinghe slipped into a narrow, cramped alley.

The market gate might be guarded by White Bone Sect experts, and there's nothing to gain here, so it should be safe.

Afterward, he came to a corner wall and crouched down.

He restrained his breathing sounds, focusing all his attention on the surrounding movements.

Kill!

A shout rang out from the side, and two black-clad cultivators came crashing through the narrow alley; one of the black-clad cultivators swung his long blade, instantly slicing a female cultivator's body in half.

Pfft...

Fresh blood spattered, a corpse nearly split in half flew sideways several meters, landing on the ground with blood flowing everywhere.

Lou Qinghe shrank his body, pressing against the rear side of the wall, holding his breath and staying completely still, allowing the two White Bone Sect disciples to pass by his corner.

These two White Bone Sect disciples had low cultivation—one at Qi Refining 4th layer, the other at 5th layer; if he attacked, he had full confidence to kill them, but if he intervened to save someone and instead attracted White Bone Sect experts, it would become troublesome.

Afterward, manic laughter and anguished cries rang out one after another.

Pressed against the wall, Lou Qinghe closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh.

In this chaotic world, for a loose cultivator like him to merely survive is already a kind of fortune.

The leader of the Imperial Spirit Gang is dead!

At that moment, a furious roar came from afar, instantly making the market even more chaotic.

Boom!

Soon after, the giant hawk circling above landed on the ground, smashing the solid earth into countless cracks.

This was precisely the Imperial Spirit Gang leader's Fire Spirit Eagle.

All the late-stage Qi Refining experts have died....

Lou Qinghe's heart turned cold, and he instantly became tense.

A cultivator at the late Qi Refining stage is already considered an expert by ordinary loose cultivators.

Surround her, don't let her escape!

A distant howl made Lou Qinghe's heart skip a beat, and he silently thought, 'Not good.'

As expected, a clear voice sounded from outside: 'Fellow Daoists, quickly help me eradicate the White Bone Heretical Cult!'

Kill!

All together, attack!

All that could be heard was a rumbling chaos; the sounds of slaughter gradually turned into wails, until everything fell silent.

Several corpses lay on the ground, twitching continuously; as sharp magic weapons pierced them, they finally ceased moving.

Damn it!

Lei Chuxue leaned against the wall, a hint of unwillingness on her pretty face, gasping heavily.

Don't waste time!

With a low voice sounding, several people directly surrounded them.

It was like a pack of hungry wolves surrounding a sheep.

Lou Qinghe's heart pounded extremely fast, as if it were about to jump out of his throat.

Because the direction of the footsteps was exactly the wall he was against, he could also feel heavy breathing from the other side of the wall.

Go!

A White Bone Sect disciple stepped forward and swung his blade at Lei Chuxue.

Lei Chuxue gave a soft shout, then mustered all her strength and rolled sideways.

Thud!

That strike mercilessly hacked into the wall.

Instantly, stone fragments flew and dust rose.

From within, a figure actually emerged.

Someone's here!

The White Bone Sect disciples were greatly startled, shouting, 'Who is it? Get out here!'

As the dust gradually cleared, a cultivator wearing a cloak and a rabbit mask appeared in view.

The White Bone Sect disciples hastily readied themselves, as if facing a great enemy.

Fellow... fellow Daoist, please help me eradicate the White Bone Heretical Cult!

Lei Chuxue, lying on the ground, was overjoyed, as if she had seen a lifeline.

For a moment, the whole alley had an eerie sense of quiet.

What happened next left Lei Chuxue unable to believe it.

Sorry for the interruption! You all continue......

Lou Qinghe turned his body and rushed toward the outside of the alley.

Courting death!

A White Bone Sect disciple flew into a rage and slashed his blade forward.