141: Chapter 141 Bloodbath in the Main Hall

When Zhao Kun roared, the Iron Sword Sect Disciples reacted as if they had been injected with chicken blood, howling as they charged.

Lin Muchen put away the Demon Lizard essence blood and glanced at Chen Qingxue.

Chen Qingxue nodded. "Let's go."

The group rushed toward the Blood Wolf Gang's headquarters in a tumultuous surge.

Along the way, they actually encountered several waves of Blood Wolf Gang stragglers.

They were all just trash at the Qi Refinement Stage or Foundation Establishment Initial Stage, likely having run out to investigate the commotion from the Forbidden Ground.

"Don't waste time!" Zhao Kun charged at the very front, swinging his heavy sword. "Charge straight through!"

The Iron Sword Sect group's morale was soaring, acting like a human bulldozer.

When those waves of stragglers saw this momentum, they turned and fled.

Those who ran too slowly were cut down in two or three moves by the pursuing Iron Sword Sect Disciples.

Lin Muchen followed the group, closing his eyes briefly as he ran.

His consciousness sank into the Origin Star.

First, he checked the bone tablet fragments.

In that hazy, independent space, several fragments were still floating.

Over at the Chen Tribe, Elder Yan was leading the tribesmen around the stone platform, their brows furrowed as they carved into animal hides with engraving knives.

Lin Muchen could feel that the tribe's 'scanning' of the bone tablet fragments was still ongoing.

[Tribe analysis progress of 'abyssal bone tablet fragments': 0.5%... 0.6%...]

[Feedback Efficiency slightly increased due to continuous civilization analysis: 21.8% → 22.1%.]

It went up by another zero point three.

Not bad.

Lin Muchen exited the Origin Star.

In reality, only a blink of an eye had passed.

The Blood Wolf Gang's main hall was already visible ahead.

It was a stockade built on the mountainside with wooden walls and two watchtowers at the entrance.

But the stockade was currently in total chaos.

Figures could be seen running back and forth inside, accompanied by the sound of shouting and cursing.

"It looks like they're fighting among themselves?" Zhou Zhen squinted to see.

Zhao Kun sneered. "The Forbidden Ground's Formation collapsed, the Demon Lizard is dead, and those three demonic cultivators are also dead. These Blood Wolf Gang scumbags are leaderless now; it would be strange if they didn't have internal strife."

"Perfect." Li Hu licked his lips. "We'll kill our way in and wipe them all out in one go."

"Everyone, prepare for a frontal assault!" Zhao Kun raised his heavy sword. "Little Friend Lin, Junior Martial Nephew Chen, you two take the lead and clear those two watchtowers at the entrance first."

"Alright."

Lin Muchen didn't waste words; a flash of electricity appeared beneath his feet.

Wind and Thunder Evasion!

His whole body became like a shadow, rushing out with a 'shua' sound.

Chen Qingxue followed closely behind, her sword already unsheathed.

On those two watchtowers at the entrance, there were originally two Blood Wolf Gang lackeys on sentry duty.

But with the stockade in such chaos, the two lackeys were currently craning their necks to watch the commotion inside.

By the time they heard the wind, Lin Muchen was already at the foot of the tower.

He pressed his right fingers together like a sword, condensing pale-golden evil-warding power.

"Get down here!"

Lin Muchen pointed into the air.

Two golden beams shot out, accurately striking the backs of the two lackeys.

"Ah!"

The two lackeys screamed and fell from the tower, hitting the ground with a thud and becoming motionless.

Chen Qingxue struck at the same time, her sword light flashing as she cleaved through the two thick wooden door bolts of the stockade gate.

"Charge!"

Zhao Kun roared, leading the Iron Sword Sect people as they rushed inside.

The stockade was indeed a mess.

Dozens of Blood Wolf Gang members were shoving and cursing at each other, with several already lying on the ground, though it was unclear who had hit them.

"Why do you get to take it!"

"I saw it first!"

"Stop arguing! The Iron Sword Sect has broken in!"

Someone shouted at the top of their lungs.

Those dozens of Gang members turned their heads in unison, and their faces turned pale when they saw Zhao Kun and the others.

"Run!"

Someone shouted first, and the crowd scrambled toward the back of the stockade.

"Pursue!" Zhao Kun waved his hand.

The Iron Sword Sect Disciples split into several teams and began clearing the area.

Lin Muchen and Chen Qingxue ignored the minor lackeys and rushed directly into the depths of the stockade.

According to the typical layout of a Gang's headquarters, the most important place should be in the center.

Sure enough, after passing through a messy area of barracks, a larger wooden house appeared ahead.

Seven or eight people were standing at the door of the wooden house, all holding blades, looking like they held some status.

The leader was a One-eyed Brute holding a demon head blade, his aura around the third layer of the Condensing Liquid Stage.

"Vice Leader, what should we do?" a subordinate next to him asked, his voice trembling.

The One-eyed Brute's face was ashen. "The leader is dead, and those three immortal masters are also dead... Damn it, fight them to the death!"

"Fight?" Lin Muchen had already rushed close and smiled upon hearing this. "Fight with what?"

The One-eyed Brute's eyes widened. "Kid, you're looking for death!"

He swung his demon head blade and cleaved toward him.

Black mist swirled around the blade; it seemed he had also practiced some wicked Cultivation Technique.

Lin Muchen didn't meet it head-on; a flash of electricity appeared under his feet as he sidestepped to dodge.

Then he raised his right hand.

This time, it wasn't the evil-warding power, but directly calling upon that energy from the Origin Star specifically meant to suppress sinister evil.

Pale-golden light surged from his palm, splashing toward the One-eyed Brute like water.

As soon as the demon head blade in the One-eyed Brute's hand touched the golden light, the black mist on it sizzled and rapidly dissipated.

"What kind of ghostly thing is this!" The One-eyed Brute was startled.

In that moment of hesitation.

Chen Qingxue's sword arrived.

The sword light was like snow, piercing straight toward his throat.

The One-eyed Brute hurriedly raised his blade to block.

Clang!

Blade and sword collided.

The One-eyed Brute was shaken back two steps.

Lin Muchen seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and pressed his right hand against the One-eyed Brute's chest.

"Exorcise, Break!"

A pale-golden brilliance erupted.

The One-eyed Brute was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall of the wooden house and sliding down limply, his chest charred black, his breath gone.

The remaining seven or eight subordinates saw the vice leader was dead, and their legs turned to jelly from fear.

"Have mercy! Spare us!"

"We surrender!"

One by one, they threw down their blades and knelt on the ground.

Lin Muchen ignored them and looked toward the wooden house.

Zhao Kun had also arrived with his people by this time.

"The inside should be the Blood Wolf Gang's headquarters," Zhao Kun said. "Let's go in and take a look."

The wooden house door was open.

The interior was quite large, with a few tables and chairs, and several animal hides hanging on the walls.

In the center was a tiger-skin chair, presumably where the Gang leader sat.

Lin Muchen scanned the room but didn't find anything special.

But the System suddenly rang in his mind.

[Weak energy fluctuation detected. Source: Northeast corner floor.]

Lin Muchen walked over.

The floor in the northeast corner was covered with wooden planks, looking no different from the rest of the room.

But he tapped it with his foot.

The sound was a bit hollow.

"There's something underneath."

Zhao Kun walked over, thrust his heavy sword into the floor, and pried it up.

Crack.

Several wooden planks were pried open, revealing a downward-leading entrance.

There were stairs.

"A secret room?" Chen Qingxue frowned.

"I'll go down and take a look," Lin Muchen said.

"Be careful," Zhao Kun reminded him.

Lin Muchen nodded and walked down the stairs.

Chen Qingxue followed behind him.

The secret room wasn't large, just about the size of a single room.

Inside were several stacked chests.

Lin Muchen opened one; inside were Spirit Stones, about a few hundred Low Grade ones.

He opened another; it contained some medicinal herbs and Ores.

When the third chest was opened, it contained a few Magical Artifacts of average quality.

"Just this?" Chen Qingxue was a bit disappointed.

Lin Muchen didn't speak; he walked to the innermost part of the secret room.

There was a table there, and on the table sat a wooden box.

The wooden box wasn't locked.

Lin Muchen opened it.

Inside there were no Spirit Stones, nor any Magical Artifacts.

There was only a letter.

The stationery was black, with several lines written in red characters.

Lin Muchen picked it up to read.

The handwriting was very messy, but legible.

"To the Blood Wolf Gang Leader: In the Northern Border, an Abyssal Fissure is about to open, requiring a large number of living beings for Blood Sacrifice."

"Prepare the sacrifices quickly and meet at the White Bone Pit thirty li north of Luofeng Town in three months."

"At that time, there will be someone to receive you."

"If this matter succeeds, you will be allowed to join my Sacred Cult and receive the supreme Demonic Technique. — Venerable Black Bone."

After Lin Muchen finished reading, his brow furrowed.

"What's written there?" Chen Qingxue asked.

Lin Muchen handed the letter to her.

After Chen Qingxue finished reading, her expression also changed.

"Venerable Black Bone... Abyssal Fissure... This is a demonic power!"

"Yeah." Lin Muchen put the letter away. "The Blood Wolf Gang has hooked up with the Demonic Path, and it seems that the things they were doing at the White Bone Pit before were to prepare for this 'Blood Sacrifice'."

"Those three black-robed men must have been sent by this Venerable Black Bone," Chen Qingxue analyzed.

Lin Muchen nodded. "This letter must be taken back and reported to the Sect."

The two of them walked out of the secret room.

Zhao Kun was waiting outside.

"What did you find?"

Lin Muchen showed him the letter.

After Zhao Kun finished reading, his expression was grave. "The Demonic Path... just as suspected. This is a serious matter. It must be reported immediately."

"Elder Zhao, what do you plan to do?" Lin Muchen asked.

Zhao Kun thought for a moment. "I'll first lead the Disciples to thoroughly clear out the Blood Wolf Gang's headquarters and take away everything of value."

"Then I'll return to the Sect immediately and hand this letter to the Sect Head."

He looked at Lin Muchen and Chen Qingxue. "What about you two?"

Lin Muchen glanced at Chen Qingxue.

Chen Qingxue said, "I have to escort Chen Qiuxue to her destination first. That is the mission."

Lin Muchen nodded. "I'll go with you. After the escort is finished, I'll return to the Sect."

"Alright." Zhao Kun didn't try to persuade them otherwise. "Then be careful. Since the Demonic Path has its eyes on the Northern Border, this journey probably won't be peaceful."

"We know."

The three of them walked out of the wooden house.

Outside, the Iron Sword Sect Disciples had almost finished clearing the stockade.

Those who needed to be killed were killed, those to be captured were captured, and everything was being looted.

The Blood Wolf Gang could be considered completely wiped out from Luofeng Town.

"Let's go," Chen Qingxue said.

Lin Muchen nodded.

The two of them bid farewell to Zhao Kun and turned to leave the stockade.

As they walked out the gate, Lin Muchen glanced back.

With the sun setting in the west, smoke was still rising from the Blood Wolf Gang's headquarters.

"A whole Gang, just gone like that," Chen Qingxue said softly.

"Colluding with the Demonic Path, they deserved it," Lin Muchen's tone was flat.

Chen Qingxue glanced at him but didn't say anything more.

The two of them walked toward Luofeng Town.

Next, they had to send that Chen Qiuxue to her destination first.

Then, return to the Sect.

The Demonic Path, the Abyssal Fissure, Venerable Black Bone...

This trip to the Northern Border had much deeper waters than imagined.