After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

Under Xia Ling's leadership, the vengeful spirits in the deserted village were finally strangled to death.

After getting rid of the entanglement of the evil spirit, everyone followed Jiang Ci's instructions and headed north.

Although there was no delay along the way, it took us until noon the next day to reach the top of the cliff.

Qin Xuan spoke first: "The Ancient Secret Realm is so big, where can we find people from the other two sects?"

Everyone looked at each other, somewhat undecided.

Xia Ling had no choice but to use the Spirit Detection Response Chart to locate the approximate location of the others, "They are all in the south, follow me."

"Okay." Among all the people present, Xia Ling had the highest cultivation level, so everyone was naturally willing to believe her.

After crossing a valley and fighting with suddenly appearing magical beasts until they were exhausted, they finally found the disciple of Yujian Sect who was fighting against a group of sixth-level magical beasts on the night three days later.

Although their condition was poor, their lives were not in danger.

With everyone's concerted efforts, the group of monsters were finally strangled to death.

Only after the danger subsided did the group have a chance to talk.

The eldest brother of Yujian Sect wiped the blood off his face and asked curiously, "Why are you all gathered together? What happened?"

"It's a long story." Yan Guichi thought about what happened during this period of time, with a complicated expression, and described everything in detail, "It's like this... (omitted), so we must gather together as much as possible now, so that we have a chance to stop the monster's plan to summon disasters."

After hearing this, the disciples of Yujian Sect were all shocked.

They never imagined that there were minions of the Dark Moon Palace in the ancient secret realm...

"Okay, we agree." Hua Qingyan didn't hesitate for a moment.

Xie Chengcheng, the fourth disciple of Yujian Sect, patted his chest and said, "A real man is born between heaven and earth. We cannot sit idly by when something threatens the people."

Junior Sister Fu Jin was also full of righteousness, "Even if I die, I will do my best to prevent the disaster from coming."

The others nodded silently in agreement.

With the cooperation of the disciples of the Yujian Sect, this gathering was very simple.

After a day of rest, everyone set out on the journey to find the teachings of the Yinmiao clan.

But this time it was more difficult. Xia Ling only detected an extremely weak breath through the spiritual sound.

The group searched for nearly a week, encountering numerous dangers, before finally finding the Yin Miao Sect's biography on a glacier.

But the scene that came into view was something no one had ever imagined.

A glacier was covered with broken limbs and bones.

The dark red blood dyed the ice and snow red, and the rotten corpse's internal organs were filled with crows that fed on rotten things.

The air was filled with a rotten stench that was extremely pungent.

Judging from the traces left around, this place must have been attacked by a group of high-level ice wolf demons.

There were also many tattered pieces of clothing and fabric scattered around the body parts and internal organs on the ground.

Mu Chen bent down and picked up one of the pieces, his face looking a little ugly: "...This is definitely the clothing of the Yin Miao Sect."

Hearing this, the atmosphere became heavy.

Lin Xingfan glanced around and walked closer to the corpse.

He picked up the jade pendant that had been exposed from the snow pile. After seeing the bloodstains on it, he felt mixed emotions. "It is the token passed down personally by the Yinmiao Sect."

Xie Chengcheng also found two pieces, "...There are some here too."

Qin Xuan was shocked, “Are they all dead?” After all, he was a direct disciple, so what had happened to him?

His words were somewhat too direct, and no one responded.

Witnessing this tragic scene, Jiang Sumu sighed, "Let's look together to see if there are any survivors."

"it is good."

Everyone agreed and searched the area within a mile carefully, but no survivors were found.

Instead, six different auras gathered from the scattered, almost rotten corpses around.

In other words, the entire Yinmiao clan was annihilated...