281: Chapter 281 Father, who do you think is next?

"Father! Did you not say that Grandfather, Grandmother, and all the uncles were killed by enemies?"

"Cough, cough... Eldest, shut up! I do not have much time left; I must pass the 【Six Ethics Blood Devouring Array】 to Chan'er! Otherwise, once I die, those old geezers waiting outside will certainly swarm in and exterminate our entire 【Wind Family】!"

The old man, with white hair and beard and surrounded by Death Qi, rapidly formed seals with his withered hands, sacrificing a 【Six Ethics Blood Devouring Array】!

Above the white-haired and bearded old man's brow, a strange hexagonal array dripping with fresh blood slowly rotated and flew into the Void Realm!

Hum!

The strange hexagonal array instantly transformed into six hundred-foot ancient stones, connected by iron chains as thick as water buckets, which clanged with metallic sounds as they were buffeted by the cliff winds!

The six hundred-foot ancient stones were already stained a deep crimson by fresh blood, and their rough textures were covered in earthworm-like dried bloodstains!

A rusty, bloody stench permeated from the blood-stained ancient stones, rising into the sky!

Several iron chains as thick as water buckets clanged and lashed fiercely toward 【Wind Meditation Child】.

"Old Ancestor!.. I do not want to inherit the 【Six Ethics Blood Devouring Array】, I do not want to... Urgh, ah!"

The sound of shattering bones mixed with screams rose into the sky, making one's hair stand on end and scalp tingle!

An iron chain as thick as a water bucket smashed through the flesh on 【Wind Meditation Child】's back and pierced fiercely into his spine!

The remaining iron chains rattled, binding 【Wind Meditation Child】 tightly, and dragged him slowly into the Void Realm, toward the center of the six ancient stones!

【Master Mo Fengzi】's forehead veins bulged, his face twisted, and his eyeballs felt like they were about to be squeezed out; it felt as if ten thousand red-hot steel needles were ruthlessly stabbing into every cell of his body, then twisting with force!

"Eldest, we must quickly sacrifice Chan'er's six closest relatives to the ghosts and gods..."

Creak!

Accompanied by the teeth-grating sound of the door hinges turning, the wooden door was slowly pushed open!

A charming young woman wearing a golden Phoenix robe walked in!

The cliff wind drilled fiercely through the hall door, lifting the young woman's hem and revealing her two fair, smooth, beautiful legs!

"Father, Qing'er will go first!"

"Wanqing!.."

"Mother!.. No!"

The charming young woman bit her rose-colored lips tightly, tears welling in her beautiful eyes, as she looked with adoration at the youth bound by the bucket-thick iron chains in the center of the six stone pillars.

The young woman in the golden Phoenix robe suddenly exerted force with her feet, turning into a golden stream of light, leaving several afterimages in the Void Realm as she slammed directly onto the sharp tip of a hundred-foot ancient stone, impaling herself!

Fresh blood, like blood-red earthworms, crawled from the wound on the charming young woman's abdomen, slowly wriggling downward along the texture of the ancient stone!

Suddenly!

The hundred-foot ancient stone instantly flared with blood-red light, emitting a faint crimson halo, as palm-sized, strange blood talismans—like children playing in the countryside—bounced and flew toward the youth bound by the bucket-thick iron chains!

Rip!

The palm-sized, strange blood talismans ruthlessly tore open the youth's brow, squeezed in, and gradually disappeared!

"Urgh, ah!..."

【Wind Meditation Child】 felt as if he were being bitten by ten thousand fire ants, their fangs open like the sickles of ghosts and gods, gnawing fiercely at his skin! The excruciating pain instantly spread throughout his body, shooting from his tailbone straight to his crown!

Bang!

A muffled sound exploded from within 【Wind Meditation Child】's body, and 【Wind Meditation Child】's cultivation base was forcefully broken through from 【Late Golden Core Stage Peak Great Perfection】 to 【Nascent Soul Realm Early Stage】!

"Father, who do you think is next?"

"Third, Fourth, cough, cough..."

The man wearing the black python robe vanished on the spot!

The next second!

The man in the black python robe, as if carrying chicks, grabbed two middle-aged Cultivators—one fat, one thin—dressed in mourning clothes, turned into a black stream of light, left several afterimages in the Void Realm, and slammed them fiercely onto the sharp tips of the hundred-foot ancient stones!

Crack!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of shattering bones, the two middle-aged Cultivators in mourning clothes did not even have time to scream before they were impaled to death on the sharp tips of the two hundred-foot ancient stones!

Warm blood mixed with bits of flesh splattered out instantly, covering the man in the black python robe's face!

The two hundred-foot ancient stones instantly flared with blood-red light, emitting a faint scarlet halo, as palm-sized, strange blood talismans—like children playing in the countryside—bounced and drilled fiercely into 【Wind Meditation Child】's brow!

Bang! Bang!

Two muffled sounds exploded from within 【Wind Meditation Child】's body, and 【Wind Meditation Child】's cultivation base was forcefully climbed to the 【Nascent Soul Realm Middle Stage】!

The old man, with white hair and beard, a withered body, and surrounded by Death Qi, coughed violently for a long time before finally stopping slightly. He struggled to open his withered eyes and, holding onto his last breath, continued,

"Third and Fourth are more distantly related to Chan'er; they are not very suitable!"

"Hiss~"

The man in the black python robe sucked in a cold breath, his back instantly chilling. Cold sweat, mixed with warm blood, slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the golden Phoebe wood of the main hall, "Patter! Patter!" splashing into drops of blood!

"Father, cough, cough... Third and Fourth are already impaled up there!"

The man in the black python robe wiped the blood and flesh from his face and awkwardly coughed twice before saying.

"Father, who do you think is next?"

"I... you... Pfft!"

The old man, with white hair and beard, a withered body, and surrounded by Death Qi, had his eyes bulge, bloodshot veins crawling over his eyeballs. His whole body trembled violently with rage, his throat tasted sweet, and he spat out another mouthful of fresh blood!

The man in the black python robe grabbed the old man with white hair and beard and a withered body, exerted force with his feet, turned into a black stream of light, left several afterimages in the Void Realm, and slammed him fiercely toward the sharp tip of the hundred-foot ancient stone!

"Old Ancestor.. No!"

The old man with white hair and beard and a withered body, with a look of having seen a ghost on his face, was impaled alive onto the sharp tip of the hundred-foot ancient stone! He was also the first 【Wind Family】 Old Ancestor to be impaled to death on the 【Six Ethics Blood Devouring Array】 in tens of thousands of years!

The man in the black python robe, tears shimmering in his eyes, turned his head to take one last deep look at 【Wind Meditation Child】, who was tightly bound by the bucket-thick iron chains,

"Chan'er, you must walk the road ahead on your own; live well! Child, Father can only accompany you this far. I hope that in the next life, you can still be my Child!"

"Father... No! Chan'er does not want to inherit this damned 【Six Ethics Blood Devouring Array】; Chan'er just wants you all to live well!"

Crack!

The crisp sound of shattering bones suddenly rang out, and the man in the black python robe turned into a black stream of light, left several afterimages in the Void Realm, and slammed headfirst onto the sharp tip of a hundred-foot ancient stone, impaling himself to death!