164: Chapter 164 Defeat Like an Avalanche

The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley, however, seemed completely unconcerned.

He merely focused on battling Ancestor Xue Ming, each move and strike carrying a determination to kill.

After twenty moves, he finally seized an opening!

A purple light struck Perfected Blood Shadow directly in the chest!

Perfected Blood Shadow let out a miserable shriek, flying backward and crashing heavily against the palace wall!

A fist-sized hole had been corroded in his chest, and blood gushed out!

"Kill him!"

Elder Gao's eyes lit up, and he was about to charge forward.

The Qingxin Pavilion Elder also moved.

The two of them pounced on the heavily injured Perfected Blood Shadow almost simultaneously!

But just as they reached him, Perfected Blood Shadow suddenly opened his eyes and let out a sinister laugh.

"Want to kill me? Let's die together!"

His body suddenly swelled, and a terrifying aura erupted from within him!

He was going to self-destruct!

Elder Gao and the Qingxin Pavilion Elder were greatly alarmed and quickly retreated!

But it was too late!

Just then, the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley suddenly rushed in front of Perfected Blood Shadow and pressed a palm onto his head!

A strange purple light surged into Perfected Blood Shadow's body, and his swelling body gradually deflated!

"You..."

Perfected Blood Shadow's eyes widened, looking at him in disbelief.

The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley said coldly.

"Want to self-destruct? It's not that easy."

He flipped his palm, and a green light shot out, piercing through Perfected Blood Shadow's Golden Core!

Perfected Blood Shadow screamed and finally fell.

Perfected Blood Shadow of the Blood Fiend Sect, thus perished.

Elder Gao and the Qingxin Pavilion Elder stood not far away, their faces ashen.

They wanted to claim credit, but failed.

The final credit went to the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley.

The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley didn't even glance at them, merely turning around and walking into the distance.

Li Changsheng looked at his retreating figure, a surge of respect welling up in his heart.

This person was truly of the Righteous Path.

Not those who spout benevolence and morality but scheme behind people's backs.

But rather, someone who acts when they should and takes responsibility when it's due.

Before long, the Nascent Soul battles in the sky also gradually ceased, and the Sect Master of Qinglan Sword Sect, the Sect Master of Jinyang Sect, and True Lord Three Swords successively returned to the ground.

The Sect Master of Blood Fiend Sect, Ancestor Xue Sha, and another Nascent Soul Elder had both been killed.

After Ancestor Xue Sha's death, the Blood Fiend Sect's resistance completely collapsed.

Those Golden Core Elders and Foundation Establishment Disciples scattered and fled.

The allied army pursued the victory, killing some and capturing others.

Li Changsheng did not participate in the pursuit.

He stood in place, gazing at the blood-red palace, at the frantically fleeing demonic Cultivators, feeling no joy, only exhaustion.

Just then, a figure rushed out from the palace.

It was an Golden Core Initial Stage Blood Fiend Sect Elder, covered in wounds, his aura chaotic.

He was clearly heavily injured, stumbling as he ran, constantly looking back.

He saw Li Changsheng, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"Little bastard! Get lost!"

He struck out with a palm!

Li Changsheng did not dodge.

Several defensive Talismans landed on his body, and at the same time, he gripped his sword and met the attack with a strike!

Sword and palm met, emitting a muffled thud!

The Golden Core Elder was stunned.

He hadn't expected a young Foundation Establishment Initial Stage Cultivator to dare take his palm strike head-on!

Although he had only recently formed his Golden Core, he was still a Golden Core Cultivator.

Li Changsheng was also shaken back several steps before he managed to steady himself, his throat tasting sweet, as if blood was surging.

His sword-holding hand trembled slightly, and the skin between his thumb and forefinger cracked.

But he did not retreat, nor did he pause.

Instantly, he pressed forward, thrusting out his second sword strike!

This sword was both fast and ruthless, precisely the Gale Style from the Qinglan Sword Art!

The Golden Core Elder wanted to dodge, but due to his severe injuries, he was half a beat too slow!

Pfft!

The sword tip pierced his left shoulder!

"Ah...!"

The Golden Core Elder shrieked, striking out with a palm towards Li Changsheng!

Li Changsheng was prepared, sidestepping to avoid it, and simultaneously thrust out his third sword strike!

This sword aimed directly for the throat!

The Golden Core Elder tried his best to dodge, but the sword edge still grazed his neck!

Blood gushed out!

He clutched his throat, eyes wide, and slowly collapsed.

Li Changsheng stood in place, panting heavily.

He had killed a Golden Core Cultivator.

Although it was an injured Golden Core Initial Stage Cultivator who was almost at the end of his rope, he was still a Golden Core Cultivator after all.

Around him, countless gazes fell upon him.

There was surprise, admiration, apprehension, and also... jealousy.

Li Changsheng ignored those gazes.

He merely looked down at the sword in his hand, its blade still stained with the Golden Core Elder's blood.

Then, he raised his head and looked into the distance.

There, the Blood Fiend Sect's banner was slowly falling.

The war was over.

But he knew that the real battle had only just begun.

The Righteous Path allied army, greatly boosted in morale by the death of Ancestor Xue Sha, pressed their advantage and charged deep into the Blood Fiend Sect's mountain gate.

Li Changsheng followed the crowd, passing through the blood-red palace and entering a strange, never-before-seen realm.

Beyond the mountain gate was a massive valley.

The valley was surrounded by mountains on all sides, with only a narrow pass for entry.

Thick, blood-red mist permeated the valley; the mist was viscous like paste, and inhaling it sent a chilling force directly to the brain, causing dizziness.

Li Changsheng circulated his spiritual power to protect his body, barely resisting the corrosive force.

Inside the valley, buildings were everywhere.

There were palaces, altars, prisons, and execution grounds.

The architectural style was bizarre, exuding an eerie aura everywhere.

The walls were covered with blood-red runes, the ground was paved with white bones, and the air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.

"This... what is this place?"

Zhao Qian's face was pale, his voice trembling.

Li Changsheng did not answer.

He merely gripped his sword, advancing step by step.

The further they went, the more horrifying the sights became.

By the roadside, piles of bones were visible everywhere.

Some were decayed, some were still fresh, and some were even dripping blood.

Those bones belonged to Cultivators, Mortals in coarse cloth, and even children.

"Beasts..."

Wang Hai gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.

Li Changsheng said nothing, just continued forward.

Ahead, a massive altar appeared.

The altar was a hundred zhang in circumference and three zhang high, built entirely from black megaliths.

In the center of the altar stood a thick stone pillar, covered with dense blood-red runes.

At the top of the stone pillar, a huge blood-red crystal floated, emitting an eerie red light.

Around the altar lay countless corpses.

There were Blood Fiend Sect Disciples, and also innocent victims they had abducted.

The bodies of these innocent people were shriveled like firewood, clearly having died from having their vital essence drained.

Below the altar was a huge blood pool.

The blood pool was filled with dark red liquid.

The liquid was viscous like paste, emitting a pungent, foul odor.

At the edge of the blood pool, there were still a few Blood Fiend Sect Disciples pouring bodies into it, while the responsible deacons and Elders were nowhere to be found.

"Stop!"

Li Changsheng roared and charged forward!

The Blood Fiend Sect Disciples turned around, saw the large allied army surging in, and, terrified, turned to flee!

Li Changsheng killed three of the slower ones on the spot with a single sword each!

The remaining few were surrounded by other allied army Disciples and quickly died under a flurry of swords.

Li Changsheng walked to the edge of the blood pool and looked down at the dark red liquid.

How many people's blood was in there?

He didn't know.

He only knew that the Blood Fiend Sect deserved to die.

Over the next few days, the allied army began to clear out the Blood Fiend Sect's mountain gate.

Li Changsheng voluntarily joined the rescue team, responsible for searching for innocent Cultivators and Mortals imprisoned by the Blood Fiend Sect.

They found over a hundred survivors in a dungeon.

Those people had been confined in narrow cells, some for several months, some even for several years.

They were all emaciated, their expressions dazed, some even driven mad.

Li Changsheng personally opened the door to a cell.

Inside, a young woman was huddled.

She wore torn clothes, her hair was messy, and her face was covered in grime.

Seeing the door open, she shrank back in terror into the corner, clutching her head with trembling hands.

"Don't... don't come over... don't kill me..."