Chapter 45: You say this isn't a Demon sect? Who would believe it!

When Ren Yidao arrived at Lingxu Peak with Shi Anqi, the result had already been settled.

To be more specific, they witnessed a gruesome murder case!

It was too horrible to look at!

In front of Lingxu Peak, a young girl was holding a wooden zither high up, then swinging it down with force, smashing it onto the back of a man in black's head.

Splat.

With just that one blow, whatever was inside the skull—red or white—all splattered onto the clothes.

But Duan Xiaoling couldn't even be bothered to dodge; she let the filth stain her white dress and walked blankly toward the next watermelon...

Lift high.

Swing down.

Splat!

Dull as a worker on an assembly line, she had nothing left but to repeat this mechanical action.

Shi Xue:!!?

"Second Uncle! Second Uncle!!!"

Feeling a chill in her heart, Shi Xue, who had never seen such a scene, tugged at her Second Uncle's sleeve and quickly sent a voice transmission:

"Second Uncle, were you lying to me before? Is this Divine Path Sect actually a righteous sect or a Demon sect!?"

A sect capable of raising such disciples...

You say this isn't a Demon sect?

Who would believe it!

"Uh!"

Shi Anqi really wanted to say something, but damn it, your Second Uncle hadn't seen such a scene either!

Most sects in the world reveal themselves openly, either righteous or evil.

Shi Anqi had never seen such a strange sect.

Both righteous and evil, mainly evil to an excessive degree.

But even in such a sect, there were still cultivators like Ren Yidao who mainly cultivated Merit; this was truly baffling.

Perhaps his previous understanding of the Divine Path Sect was already outdated.

He should take this opportunity to re-evaluate this behemoth perched atop the Beigan Dynasty.

Divine Path Sect, is it truly a malignant tumor harboring wolfish ambitions?

Or is it really, as it claims, a harmless, law-abiding citizen?

While Shi Anqi was pondering and hesitating, Ren Yidao also walked up to Duan Xiaoling and greeted her leisurely:

"Good evening, Junior Martial Nephew Duan, seeing you so spirited, I am relieved."

Splat.

Hand rose and zither fell, another watermelon burst open.

Duan Xiaoling slowly turned her head, and after seeing Ren Yidao clearly, her lifeless eyes suddenly regained their luster.

!!!

Taking a deep breath, Duan Xiaoling let out a high-pitched sound capable of destroying the world:

"Ren! Yidao!"

The ear-piercing scream attracted everyone's attention and also caused Ren Yidao, who was bearing the brunt of the banshee's wail, to change his expression.

"Hiss..."

As a Fox Demon, his hearing and sense of smell were much better than human cultivators, and he could often hear some little secrets.

But sometimes, having hearing that is too sensitive is not entirely a good thing.

With that shout from Duan Xiaoling, Ren Yidao's head was buzzing...

Why are you yelling so loudly!

If it weren't for the fact that he watched her grow up, he really almost couldn't resist giving her an unforgettable lesson.

But Duan Xiaoling didn't care about anything else; she grabbed Ren Yidao by the collar.

"Ren Yidao! What on earth did you add to my illusion!?"

Shi Xue:?

So it was you who did it again!

With his cheeks twitching constantly, Ren Yidao finally managed to unclench his fists and spoke with a forced smile:

"Duan Xiaoling, don't talk nonsense! One must be responsible for their words; Ren here cultivates Merit, how could I add... oh?"

Halfway through, Ren Yidao realized what she meant, suddenly perked up, and asked curiously:

"Are you talking about your Senluo Hell? How is it!? What is the effect?"

What is the effect?

Fear welled up in her eyes, and Duan Xiaoling pointed at the man in black not far away who was still twitching:

"See for yourself."

"I already dispelled the illusion, but they still haven't recovered..."

Happily dragging over a man in black, Ren Yidao looked at his bloodshot pupils and nodded slightly.

Very satisfied!

"Normal phenomenon, mm-hmm, it seems the effect is quite good!"

A portion of the man in black's soul had been extracted and used as nourishment for the expansion of the Senluo Hell.

If nothing goes wrong, this Illusion Technique that Duan Xiaoling created herself will continue to grow stronger as her strength increases and the number of times she uses it grows.

If things continue this way, one day, it might even become a powerful domain.

It is a pity the timing is not right now; I can only wait for a chance to have a deeper exchange with Duan Xiaoling later.

"Why are you the only one here? Where are the others from Lingxu Peak? Where are Peak Master Duan and the others?"

After screaming to vent, Duan Xiaoling's emotions stabilized significantly, and she frowned as she said:

"I had the disciples evacuate through the secret passage to Luoyue Peak; were they not the ones who sent you?"

Only then did she notice that behind Ren Yidao were not members of the Divine Path Sect, but a group of people in black robes dressed similarly to the invaders.

"Who are they?"

Raising a hand to stop Shi Xue, who wanted to explain, Ren Yidao spoke directly:

"There is no time to explain so much now; they are reinforcements I invited."

"Where is Peak Master Duan? And where is my Senior Sister?"

Frowning and staring intently at Shi Xue, Duan Xiaoling ultimately chose to trust Ren Yidao.

"My mother and Senior Uncle Jing led the enemy leader toward the direction of Lieyang Peak together."

Lieyang Peak!

Although from Duan Hong's perspective, this decision was completely fine, there was even more worry in Ren Yidao's heart.

That blood letter provided by Zhang Zongrui contained many intriguing points.

Lieyang Peak might not be the safest place in the Divine Path Sect at this moment.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

Thinking of a strange matter, Duan Xiaoling said curiously:

"Senior Uncle Jing seems a bit off today; her expression has been very serious the whole time."

"Especially when the invaders appeared, her complexion looked as if she were restraining something."

Recalling that terrifying look, Duan Xiaoling shrank her neck involuntarily.

Senior Sister... could it be!

"Everything else is unimportant; I need you to recall one thing carefully right now."

Interrupting Duan Xiaoling's recollection, Ren Yidao stared earnestly into her eyes and asked slowly:

"When they left, what color was Jing Yueqin's hair?"

Was it red?

"Color? Hasn't Senior Uncle Jing's hair always been red?"

Frowning in confusion, Duan Xiaoling did not understand what Ren Yidao's question implied, but she suddenly froze after saying half of it.

"No... no, that doesn't seem right."

Recalling the blurred back she saw at the end, Duan Xiaoling's eyes gradually widened, and she gasped:

"It was black!"

Is it really as I thought?

Sighing after receiving the worst possible answer, Ren Yidao silently looked up at the full moon overhead.

"Please, don't let anything happen."

……

……

Lieyang Peak.

"Hold on!"

"You must hold on!!!"

A long, narrow scar had appeared on Zuo Yungui's face, ruining his handsome features, but he had absolutely no time for anger at this moment.

He roared, trying his best to restrain the fear in his heart.

"Absolutely do not let that monster in!"

No one answered.

Everyone who could still stand at this moment was trembling as they looked outside the Array.

The ground was covered in severed limbs and broken arms; not a single complete corpse could be found.

A figure soaked in blood stood at the peak of the mountain of corpses, looking up and roaring at the bright moon:

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

"Kill!!!"

……

Hearing this shrill roar, the battered Duan Hong struggled to open her eyes and looked at the terrifying figure outside the Array.

Her lips trembled with difficulty, and a tear slid from the corner of her eye.

Duan Hong was saying a name.

"A-Qin..."