Chapter 2: All Must Die

"Hoo... This person is truly terrifying!"

Seeing Xu Que leave, the several Profound Heaven Sect disciples finally let out a long sigh of relief, only to realize their backs were already soaked with cold sweat.

"But his formation, it seems like he's going to find trouble with the Yin Ghost Sect."

"No way, the Yin Ghost Sect has so many people, and even their Sect Master is an expert at the Nascent Soul Stage. If he goes alone, isn't that seeking his own death?"

"Sigh, the people of the Yin Ghost Sect are truly ruthless!"

"......"

Tang Xueru looked at Xu Que's departing figure, bit her lower lip, and said: "Let's quickly return to the Profound Heaven Sect and report this matter."

"En!"

The several Profound Heaven Sect disciples nodded, then they steered their flying swords and streaked toward the Profound Heaven Sect.

At the same time, under the pitch-black and icy night sky, Xu Que held Xiao Rou's body tightly, flying forward with an expressionless face.

His thoughts were constantly communicating with the system, searching for a way to save Xiao Rou.

"Ding! Calculation complete. Due to the current insufficient system level, it is impossible to search for a method of resurrection. It is recommended that the host exchange for a Soul-Locking Tower to protect the deceased's soul." Finally, the system gave an answer.

"Insufficient level? Does that mean if I raise the system level, I can find a way to resurrect her?" Xu Que seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, a glimmer of light bursting in his eyes.

"Yes."

"Good, tell me, how do I raise the system level?" Xu Que's heart finally relaxed.

As long as Xiao Rou could be resurrected, he would spare no cost!

"As long as the host's realm reaches the Core Formation Stage Perfection, you can upgrade this system. Since the host has never updated the system, the first upgrade will be free."

Core Formation Stage Perfection?

Good! Very good!

This is truly the system!

A cold sneer appeared on Xu Que's face.

It just so happened that he was going to find the Yin Ghost Sect for revenge. The people he killed this time would just be considered experience for the upgrade.

"Ding! Detected that the remnant soul of the deceased near host 'Xu Que' is about to dissipate. It is recommended to immediately exchange for a Soul-Locking Tower."

At this moment, the system notification sounded again.

Xu Que's face changed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Quick, exchange for the Soul-Locking Tower!"

"Ding! Consumed one hundred Acting Cool Points. Soul-Locking Tower exchange successful. Use it? Note: This Soul-Locking Tower can only hold one soul."

"Use it, store Xiao Rou's soul."

"Ding! Soul storage successful! The deceased is paramount. It is recommended that the host let the deceased's body be buried in peace as soon as possible. When a method of resurrection is found in the future, a new body can be reshaped for the deceased." The system prompted.

Xu Que's eyes turned slightly cold.

Buried in peace! This is a must.

But before that, let the scum of the Yin Ghost Sect be sacrifices for my Xiao Rou and the villagers of Panshan Village.

Swoosh!

Lightning streaked across the sky. Xu Que chased in the direction where those Yin Ghost Sect disciples had fled earlier.

Not long after, he finally saw dozens of figures appearing ahead; it was that group of Yin Ghost Sect disciples.

"Let's start with you few!"

Xu Que sneered, unleashed Three Thousand Thunder Movement, and flashed over in an instant.

Hearing the commotion, several Yin Ghost Sect disciples turned their heads abruptly, their faces changing.

"Not good, that person has caught up."

"Retreat quickly."

"Do not engage him. As long as we return to the sect, he won't dare to chase us anymore."

Dozens of people turned and ran.

Xu Que opened the system space directly, took out the Soul-Locking Tower, wore it on his chest, held Xiao Rou's corpse in one hand, and said softly: "Xiao Rou, watch carefully. Now I will let these people go to hell to accompany the villagers."

After speaking, the lightning under his feet surged, his figure flickered, and he quickly caught up to a Yin Ghost Sect disciple.

Following that, he clenched his fist, and with a "roar" like a dragon's chant, Xu Que instantly entered the Dragon Soaring Nine Transformations state.

"Puff!"

With a muffled sound, his fist pierced directly through that Yin Ghost Sect disciple's chest.

"Ding! Congratulations to host 'Xu Que' for killing a Core Formation Stage cultivator. Gained 10,000 experience points."

"Ah......"

Some Yin Ghost Sect disciples turned their heads to see this scene and were almost scared crazy on the spot, steering their flying swords to flee forward as if their lives depended on it.

But their speed was ultimately no match for Xu Que.

Soon, another person was caught up to and died miserably under Xu Que's fist.

At the same time, the system's reward notification sounds echoed constantly in Xu Que's mind.

He ignored them, unleashed Three Thousand Thunder Movement to the extreme, and constantly harvested the lives of the Yin Ghost Sect disciples behind him.

A moment later, only three of the dozens of Yin Ghost Sect disciples remained.

And they successfully fled to the outside of the Yin Ghost Sect's mountain gate.

"Sect Master, save us......" The three disciples screamed shrilly, crawling and rolling toward the mountain gate.

Xu Que landed from the sky with an expressionless face and stepped directly on one person's head.

"Snap!"

That person's skull shattered instantly, blood splattering all over the ground.

The other two were completely scared silly!

They called themselves the Yin Ghost Sect, belonging to the demonic path, and had always been famous for being sinister and ruthless.

But the person chasing and killing them now was even more demonic than the demonic path; he was simply a terrifying devil!

"Presumptuous! How dare you kill my sect's disciples outside my Yin Ghost Sect? Are you tired of living?"

At this moment, a full-voiced sound came from the Yin Ghost Sect, echoing in all directions.

The two Yin Ghost Sect disciples immediately looked as if they had seen a life-saving straw, crying and shouting: "Sect Master, save us quickly, the other fellow disciples have all been killed by this person."

As soon as the words fell, a large group of people rushed out from the Yin Ghost Sect; they were all disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect, instantly surrounding Xu Que.

At the same time, a black wind blew from the Yin Ghost Sect, followed by a powerful pressure, and an old man in a black robe appeared in the sky; he was the Sect Master of the Yin Ghost Sect.

His turbid old eyes looked down, staring gloomily at Xu Que, and he said in a deep voice: "Junior, it's about time to stop while you're ahead!"

Xu Que sneered: "Stop while I'm ahead? Heh, sure. Once I trample the Yin Ghost Sect into ruins, I'll stop!"

All the Yin Ghost Sect disciples present were instantly furious.

"Ignorant! Just by you, you want to trample my Yin Ghost Sect?"

"Daydreaming, get lost."

"Don't think we're afraid of you just because your master is Duan Jiude. Our Yin Ghost Sect has always been fearless."

"What Duan Jiude, never heard of him. Just because others are afraid doesn't mean we will be."

"Haha, and he even held a dead person over. Why? Want to use this dead person to scare us?"

"Yo, looking at this dead person's appearance, it's quite good. A woman rarely seen in a hundred years. It's a pity she's dead."

"It's fine, she looks like she just died not long ago. I don't mind trying it out. Come to think of it, I really haven't tried it with a dead person before."

A stream of filthy and unbearable words instantly made Xu Que's face gloomy.

"It doesn't matter if you talk about me, but talking about her, you all must die."

Boom!

Instantly, a huge ink-colored heavy ruler appeared in Xu Que's hand.

That group of Yin Ghost Sect disciples was still laughing wildly, but the next moment, they saw countless ink-colored giant ruler phantoms wrapping them up.

The smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly!

What's going on? Why is there a feeling of scalp numbness?

Before they could react, those countless ink-colored giant ruler phantoms suddenly seemed to be infused with ten thousand tons of force and pressed down abruptly! ===== CHAPTER 3 =====