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I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1550 - 367: Killing Them One by One, Secret Realm Activation, Ten Thousand Miles of Ice
Bang!
The female demon floating in the sky was still reveling in the vision of the outer city being refined into a hellish scene. Suddenly, her body exploded, turning into a blood mist that spread throughout the air.
The other seven devil cultivators were shocked, their pupils dilating as they watched the eighth junior sister explode right before them. Before they could even react from the shock, another bang was heard, and the seventh junior brother’s body exploded.
"Seventh Junior Brother..."
They exclaimed in disbelief.
And in the instant they cried out.
Bang!
"Sixth Junior Brother..."
"Fifth Junior Sister..."
They were all true disciples of the Blood Demon Ancestor, with the weakest cultivation at the late Core Formation stage, the rest having reached the Nascent Soul Realm, making them formidable beings in the entire Central State.
Now their junior brothers and sisters were inexplicably dying miserable deaths.
This left them not only in shock but filled with fear.
"Who, who exactly are you, my friend? We are the Blood Demon Ancestor’s direct disciples..."
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Fourth Junior Brother, Third Junior Brother... they exploded one after another, leaving no corpse, turning into blood mist dispersing in the air.
"Senior, I am Hong Yang, a direct disciple of the Blood Demon Ancestor. I don’t know how I have offended you, and I beg for your forgiveness." Hong Yang hurriedly spoke, for the one who could kill them so easily must possess extraordinary cultivation, far beyond what one would expect in the outer city.
Bang!
The Second Junior Brother beside him silently exploded, the blood mist covering Hong Yang, making his heart grow cold.
"Senior..."
Hong Yang shouted, yet suddenly felt an immense pressure crushing down on him. The moment he felt this pressure, his life was no longer his own.
Bang!
The roar of the explosion resounded, and a cultivator who had condensed a Nascent Soul, when their physical body was destroyed, could transform into Tunneling Light to escape and find a host body. Although after possession, their cultivation would be reduced to barely forty percent, at least they could live, holding on to hope.
But the current situation was terrifying beyond comprehension.
Not only was the physical body destroyed, but even the Nascent Soul could not escape, being exterminated directly.
In the courtyard, Lin Fan weighed the final stone in his hand. His gaze fell upon the ’Blood God Soul Refining Banner.’ With a flick of his finger, the stone transformed into a stream of light. Under such a terrifying force, the ’Blood God Soul Refining Banner’ had no chance to resist, shattering into fragments.
The dense Blood Souls within flew out. These Blood Souls were cultivators whose souls had been extracted and refined into Blood Souls, suffering eternal torment.
Lin Fan’s lips moved, chanting the method of liberation, a technique he once found in the Flame Sun Sect’s library, capable of helping evil souls escape their misery.
Sure enough, the blood color on the surface of the Blood Souls in the air faded, reverting to their purest soul forms, and then gradually dispersed into the heaven and earth.
The strange scenes enveloping the outer city under the ’Blood God Soul Refining Banner’ vanished without a trace.
Loose cultivators hiding at home ran out, gazing dumbly at the sky.
Lying on the recliner, Lin Fan remained utterly relaxed.
"There won’t be any trouble."
Lin Fan, in order to fulfill his vow to Old Celestial Wei, would stay here until little Wei An’s passing, so he wouldn’t allow any danger to occur during this time.
He didn’t treat the Cultivation World cultivators like zombies to be hacked down, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t act. When they provoked him, he would silently annihilate them.
...
In a distant direction.
The Blood Demon Ancestor’s expression dramatically changed upon seeing the life tokens of his disciples shatter one by one.
"Who, who dares to lay a hand on my beloved disciples?"
The Blood Demon Ancestor’s direct disciples were all his Blood God clones. The Blood God Scripture contained secret techniques of Divinity Transformation, and the scripture his beloved disciples practiced was the sub-volume "Blood Demon Scripture."
Upon reaching a certain level of cultivation, he could refine his beloved disciples into Blood God clones, thereby making them a part of him, contributing greatly to him in the Divinity Transformation Realm.
Especially his first disciple, Hong Yang, who bore the ’Blood Spirit Demon Body,’ his fall was a significant blow to the Blood Demon Ancestor.
"Puh!"
The Blood Demon Ancestor’s blood churned, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his aura slightly waned.
"My Blood God Soul Refining Banner is gone?"
Despite having reached the Divinity Transformation Realm, with a stable demonic heart, the sense of loss when a Spiritual Treasure linked to one’s soul was destroyed was shockingly intense, and the backlash injured him as well.
"My Blood God Soul Refining Banner..."
The Blood Demon Ancestor was filled with grief and anger, his heart aching.
The Blood God Soul Refining Banner was a Spiritual Treasure, and naturally, Spiritual Treasures possess spirits. Recalling how, hundreds of years ago, he had been a humble devil cultivator in the Cultivation World, stumbling upon this treasure, the treasure spirit taught him the Blood God Scripture, helping him rise and restore the glory of the demonic path, who knew such a transformation would occur.
"Ahhhhh..." the Blood Demon Ancestor let out a strange cry, his face fierce, "I will tear you to pieces, grind your bones to dust."
After a brief moment of venting.
The Blood Demon Ancestor calmed down. To have slaughtered eight of his true disciples, this person’s cultivation must be extraordinary, and his first disciple, Hong Yang, was wielding his ’Blood God Soul Refining Banner,’ housing countless Blood Souls, even more than a dozen Nascent Soul Blood Souls, how could they be so easily suppressed. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
These circumstances suggested that the person was certainly not ordinary.
It might be a hidden powerful cultivator in the outer city of Ling Yuan City, and the beloved disciples might have provoked this expert while attempting to refine those cultivators, leading to their tragic demise.
With this in mind.
The Blood Demon Ancestor flipped his hand, taking a pill, and swallowed it to mend his loss.







