380: Chapter 380 The Joyful Union Sect is shocked, the Joyful Union Elder

"Supreme Elder, the Sect Leader's life flame has gone out. It seems he has been killed!"

A middle-aged figure walked out from the main hall, bowed to the white-robed old man who was in quiet cultivation, and spoke with a solemn expression.

"Oh? Do we know who did it?" The white-robed old man did not open his eyes, asking coldly.

"I do not know! I don't know who is so bold as to kill the Sect Leader of our Hehuan Sect!" the middle-aged figure said helplessly.

Send people to investigate thoroughly. No matter who it is, show no mercy!

Time passed, and in the midst of the tedious flight, seven days went by in the blink of an eye.

Hun Tiandi's group finally entered the territory of the Hehuan Sect. Those behind him could feel a faint surge of killing intent; a bloodbath was about to manifest in the world.

"Is this... the Hehuan Sect headquarters?"

Hun Tiandi said coldly, looking at the massive mountain peaks that towered into the clouds like sharp swords, shrouded in mist.

"Indeed!" Yan Xing said coldly.

The scale was immense, with buildings interlaced. He could vaguely sense hidden auras within the deep forests; though their strength was decent,

it was not enough to make Hun Tiandi fear them. The Hehuan Sect had to be destroyed.

Since they dared to harm Mei Niang, they had to be prepared to lose their lives.

Buzz!

With a flick of his sleeve, the ten thousand soul banner reappeared. Like a bolt of black-purple lightning, it shot towards the high sky and rapidly unfurled against the wind, resembling a sky-covering light shield that enveloped the entire Hehuan Sect.

Without permission, no one would be able to escape.

"Begin!" Hun Tiandi said coldly. Yan Xing and the others behind him gave cold smiles and let out long, clear whistles. Their rolling, angry voices echoed across the sky.

A streak of silver lightning sped along, suddenly landing before the main gate of the Hehuan Sect.

The speed of this silver-glowing lightning was terrifying. The sky seemed to blur for a moment, and waves of shock rose in their hearts.

Boom!

Hun Tiandi looked on coldly, raising his right hand as blood-colored Dou Qi surged and gathered. With one palm strike, he shattered the iconic gate of the Hehuan Sect, the thunderous roar echoing deep into the sect.

"Who is it that dares to run wild in the Hehuan Sect?"

A furious voice rang out, causing ripples in the air. This person's strength was likely at least at the Dou Wang level.

Yan Xing and the others had already made their move. Wails echoed within the Hehuan Sect as blood covered the ground and corpses piled up like mountains. The thick scent of blood stimulated the nostrils.

Awoo...

Illusory souls emerged one by one from their physical bodies, looking around in confusion. Before they could recover their senses, they were swallowed by the ten thousand soul banner.

A flash of light appeared, and a figure wrapped in Dou Qi appeared on the plaza like a ghost, standing before Hun Tiandi.

"Boy, you dare to act insolently in the Hehuan Sect?" the middle-aged figure barked.

"Jie jie jie, I've already killed Huan Xi. What's one more Hehuan Sect?" Hun Tiandi sneered.

"What? You killed the Sect Leader..." The middle-aged figure was in disbelief. This youth was too arrogant. Dou Qi surged as he lunged toward Hun Tiandi.

He threw a punch, its momentum exploding with a whistling howl.

Concentrating the power of a Dou Huang, that terrifying might would make even those in the same realm retreat. Yet the youth neither dodged nor flashed away. With a thought, deep blue flames erupted from his body.

The icy temperature caused frost to spread around. From the looks of it, he intended to take the Dou Huang's attack head-on.

Seeing this, Qing Yue and the others did not hesitate for a moment.

They naturally believed in His Majesty's strength. The middle-aged figure said angrily, this youth is being far too overconfident!

He was a Dou Huang expert; could he not show a little respect? To act like this, unless one had absolute confidence in their own strength, they would be a fool.

Could such a powerful person be a fool?

The full-force strike of a Dou Huang, a sharp fist-light, caused the air to explode as if forming a vacuum. That terrifying fist-light shot toward Hun Tiandi at extreme speed.

Surging Dou Qi rolled, and ripples appeared in the air as if space itself was being severely distorted.

When the fist drew near, Hun Tiandi condensed deep blue flames in his right hand and thrust his arm forward. A terrifying power gathered in an instant.

With a low grunt, it suddenly exploded.

"Half-Step Crushing Fist!"

The fist, enveloped in deep blue flames, emitted a startling chill, causing space to slightly solidify.

Rumble!

The moment the two fists collided, a thunderous sound rang out and spread outward. Then, a blast of wind erupted like a crashing wave.

Thud, thud!

Hun Tiandi's figure swayed as he retreated several steps to dissipate the force before steadying himself. Meanwhile, the middle-aged figure opposite him was sent flying backward.

Only after several dozen feet did he manage to stabilize his figure in a wretched state.

Pfft!

The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood. That previous punch was not as simple as it appeared; while covered in deep blue flames, it contained the Nine-Fold Force of the Half-Step Crushing Fist.

With the Nine-Fold Force stacked, the power was doubled.

At this moment, the sleeve on the middle-aged man's arm shattered and exploded, revealing a bare arm with blood instantly seeping from every pore.

It looked extremely bloody. In the first exchange, he hadn't even gained the upper hand.

He was even left in a pathetic state by the youth's single punch.

"You..." the middle-aged man said angrily, though he felt more fear.

Hiss!!

Suddenly, frost began to spread along the middle-aged man's arm toward his shoulder. Wisps of deep blue flame released an extreme cold power.

It froze flesh, bone, and Dou Qi. In the blink of an eye, his entire arm turned deathly white.

"Ah..." The middle-aged man made a prompt decision. He pressed his left fingers together like a blade and slashed through the air, severing his right arm. Otherwise, once the extreme cold power occupied his body, it would freeze his life force.

Then there would be no chance of survival.

"Sir, just who are you?" the middle-aged man asked sharply.

"This King is Hun Tiandi!" Hun Tiandi said coldly, his aura like a dragon.

His voice, infused with Dou Qi, carried toward the high peaks.

Subsequently, dozens of figures sped toward them. Every single one of them unfurled wings; they were experts at the Dou Wang level.

This Hehuan Sect is quite interesting!

"You are all Elders of the Hehuan Sect..." Hun Tiandi inquired.

"Indeed. Boy, you dare to come here and cause trouble? We will skin you alive, pull out your tendons, and annihilate your soul!" These Hehuan Sect Elders radiated a sky-high killing intent.

"Good. It's easier to kill you when you're gathered together!" Hun Tiandi sneered.

With a flick of his finger, the ten thousand soul banner vibrated. Two magical beasts roared as two massive beast shadows shot out from the soul banner.

Roar... Awoo...

With overwhelming momentum and menacing baleful aura, the two main demon souls pounced toward the Hehuan Sect Elders under Hun Tiandi's control.

Like wolves entering a flock of sheep, they began a bloody massacre.

Flesh and souls were the best nourishment for the two demon souls, allowing them to strengthen their power.

After the two demon souls were released, the situation became completely one-sided. Simultaneously, Mr. Corpse Soul shook his bell, controlling zombies to fight the Hehuan Sect Elders.

With rolling corpse energy and an eerie combat style, although their individual strength wasn't high, their methods of attack were terrifying.

Yun Xiao was simpler; he slapped the Elders one by one, crushing them all to death on the plaza.

He even directly obliterated their souls. These explosive methods also showcased the tactics of the Second Legion.

As an Alchemist, Liu Ling's combat power was naturally not weak. His Sun True Fire was extremely Yang and rigid, making it a perfect counter to the lewd and eerie cultivation methods and Dou Techniques of the Hehuan Sect.

It was their nemesis. As the terrifying temperature was released, not a single Elder was his match.

The opponents he defeated were all turned to ashes, scattering with the wind.

Yan Xing's Dou Qi surged as he executed the Dou Technique, Eight Desolations Palm, drawing in the energy of heaven and earth for his own use. He fought two Elders alone without falling into a disadvantage.

Repeated life-and-death battles had allowed him to touch the barrier of the Dou Zun level.

As for whether he could break through, that would depend on his luck.