286: Heroes Appear

After hearing the other party's account, the fire of anger flared up in Yao Yian's heart.

For the past few years, he had been hiding in the Misty Holy Land as a semi-undercover agent.

Away from the Southern Frontier where the Evil Path ran rampant, Yao Yian was finally able to truly relax, no longer having to live in fear every day.

Completely different from the blood-soaked Southern Frontier where the Evil Path ravaged, the Snow Region Northern Frontier presented a scene of peace and tranquility.

Although this place was freezing cold, without the harassment of evil Cultivators, countless commoners could live and work in peace, without worrying about when they might be sucked into a myriad souls banner.

Every day, large numbers of commoners and ordinary Cultivators fled to the Snow Region Northern Frontier.

Their arrival not only increased the population and strength of the Snow Region Northern Frontier but also brought more accounts of the numerous crimes committed by Evil Dao Cultivators.

The repeated inhumane massacres and appalling bloodbaths caused all Righteous Path Cultivators to feel deep sorrow and indignation, wishing they could hack the evil Cultivators into a thousand pieces.

It was precisely the rampant and bloody nature of the Evil Path that stimulated the fighting spirit in the hearts of many Righteous Path cultivators; they all strove for self-improvement, determined to eradicate evil Cultivators and restore peace and harmony to the world.

However, the power of the Evil Path was simply too vast; not only were there countless Evil Path prodigies and experts, but five renowned Young Saints of the Evil Path had also emerged.

Coupled with the favoritism of this world's Heavenly Dao, how could it be easy to eradicate those evil Cultivators?

Countless Righteous Path Cultivators had sacrificed their blood and lives, yet all they saw was the Evil Path becoming stronger and more unscrupulous... Every time he went into seclusion, the bloody and tragic scenes from the Epoch Battlefield would constantly resurface in Yao Yian's mind.

These experiences were like nightmares he couldn't shake off, further strengthening his determination to break this world where evil Cultivators held sway.

To achieve this goal, Yao Yian put all his effort into cultivating and painstakingly studied Cultivation Techniques.

Now that the younger generation of Cultivators from the Evil and Demonic Paths had actually come to provoke them openly, how could he possibly sit idly by?

Yao Yian's cultivation erupted around him, his sleeves fluttering loudly, his eyes filled with a forest-cold chill.

“Let's go, take me to meet those scoundrels!”

Yao Yian's voice was low, yet it carried an Aura that brooked no defiance.

The group of Disciples felt as though they had found their pillar of support and hurried to lead the way.

To the southwest of the Misty Holy Land, in front of the massive mountain gate, there was a mess, with the ground littered with fragments of Magical Artifacts.

In front of the mountain gate, there were already over a hundred corpses of Misty Holy Land Disciples.

Many of the younger generation from the Evil and Demonic Paths were wantonly tearing at the clothes of over a dozen female Disciples, followed by a burst of lewd laughter.

Those female Disciples' clothes were in disarray; their cries, wails, and pleas for help were incessant. Some were even dragged along the ground by their hair, their scalps torn and bloody, with strands of blood-streaked hair scattered messily.

Their cheeks were covered in tear stains and blood, their terrified eyes reflecting the hideous smiles of the evil Cultivators.

On the side of the Evil and Demonic Paths, the two Spirit Manifestation Realm Late Stage experts leading the group were surrounded by evil Qi, with hideous smiles on their faces.

“It's the perfect time for us to taste what the women of your Snow Region Northern Frontier are like.”

After saying that, he walked toward a female Disciple with a pretty face.

“Riiip, riiip.”

Immediately, a sordid scene unfolded. Several Spirit Manifestation Realm Disciples of the Misty Holy Land, their eyes wide with rage, burst out from the Sect's grand array.

In the next moment, they were killed on the spot.

“Hahaha, Xuelin Corpse Refining Technique, Refine!”

Yin Nether Ghost Flames gathered, instantly refining their corpses into Puppets, which were then stored in the other party's corpse storage bag.

“How about it? Who else wants to fight?!”

The evil Cultivator cast his gaze toward the Misty Holy Land's grand array, where countless figures were moving inside, yet no one else stepped out.

“Just a bunch of cowards; the Misty Holy Land is nothing more than this.”

“The Righteous Path? All trash!”

Seeing that no one else dared to stand up, the sinister evil Cultivator continued to pin down the Misty Holy Land female Disciple to continue his vile acts.

“Stop!”

Three sword lights pierced the night sky as three Silent Spirit Realm Cultivators descended on their swords.

“People of the Evil Path, let them go!”

These were clearly several Silent Spirit Realm Disciples of the Misty Holy Land. They harshly rebuked the younger generation of the Evil and Demonic Paths while manifesting their respective Magical Artifacts.

Faced with this sudden intervention, many of the Evil and Demonic Path Cultivators sneered repeatedly, disdainful expressions appearing on their faces.

“Three fellow Daoists, do you intend to violate that regulation and take action against Cultivators who are not of the same rank?”

One of them, who was in the middle of his vile act, grinned hideously, his voice full of provocation and contempt.

As he spoke, he snapped the neck of the female Disciple beneath him.

“My head is waiting for you to take, fellow Daoists; feel free to try.”

He put on his clothes and, with a flick of his wrist, tossed the female Disciple's corpse at the feet of the three men.

However, upon hearing this, the three Silent Spirit Realm Disciples of the Misty Holy Land were like deflated balloons; they put away their Magical Artifacts, not daring to make another move.

Clearly, they were extremely wary of “that regulation.”

“Hahaha, fellow Daoists, aren't you going to act?”

“I seem to understand now; it turns out you like to watch.”

“Fine then, since you like to watch, we'll let you see your fill!”

With that, the Evil Dao Cultivators ignored them and continued to humiliate new female Disciples.

“Senior Brother... help...”

In this oppressive atmosphere, one Silent Spirit Realm Cultivator finally couldn't help but send a voice transmission to his companions, his tone urgent.

“Senior Brother! Can we really not take action?”

His words were full of anger, but another Silent Spirit Realm Cultivator shook his head helplessly and said, “The regulation cannot be violated. Once we take action and break it, the consequences will be unimaginable!”

“Cursed evil Cultivators! If not for this regulation, I would definitely hack them into ten thousand pieces!”

“Fortunately, the news spread quickly, allowing other Junior Brothers and Sisters to escape this fate.”

“Sigh, it's a pity for them, though.”

The three male Silent Spirit Realm Cultivators of the Misty Holy Land sighed deeply, only able to watch helplessly as the abducted female Disciples were wantonly bullied.

To prevent top-tier Cultivators from assassinating the younger generation of the opposing side, a regulation was established that prohibited combat between those not in the same realm.

If a violation is discovered, the offender is killed at best; at worst, it could trigger another war between the Righteous and Evil Paths.

Now that the Righteous Path is in decline, they are already struggling to avoid war; how could they take the initiative to start a major conflict?

It was precisely because of this that these evil Cultivators had nothing to fear.

These people were all renowned Spirit Manifestation Realm prodigies within the Evil and Demonic Paths.

With the majority of the resource supply from the Hongying Heavenly Domain and the favor of the Heavenly Dao, it would be difficult for them not to be strong.

Taking advantage of this time when an ancient ruin had appeared and many top Righteous Path prodigies of the Snow Region Northern Frontier were away from their Sects, they slaughtered their way across, specifically blocking others' mountain gates, abducting Disciples, and seeking trouble for their own amusement.

This was not only to satisfy their selfish desires but also to intimidate and terrify low-level Righteous Path Cultivators while the top Spirit Manifestation Realm Cultivators were away, continuously destroying their Dao Hearts.

Anyway, they weren't the only ones who had come to the Snow Region Northern Frontier; the Misty Holy Land wasn't their first stop, and it certainly wouldn't be their last.

“Boring. Kill them all and get ready to go to the next Holy Land...”

Just then, a figure leaped out alone, cutting through the wind with sharp momentum. With a thunderous “boom,” the ground in front of the mountain gate suddenly caved in.

The hero appears!

The two leading Spirit Manifestation Realm Late Stage evil Cultivators' eyes turned cold as they sized up the young man who had suddenly appeared.

Soon, one of them sneered, “A mere Spirit Manifestation Realm Early Stage dares to step forward? You truly overestimate yourself; you shall die here today as well!”

Immediately, they attacked simultaneously. Black spiritual power condensed in the air into two hideous ink-colored flood dragons and a skull; they bared their claws and fangs, roaring as they pounced toward Yao Yian.

Yao Yian snorted coldly, his hands quickly forming seals. Spiritual light erupted around him, and a powerful surge of cultivation fluctuation instantly spread out.

With a bang, the skull crashed into him. As it dissipated, it also shattered Yao Yian's protective shield light.

Taking this opportunity, the two ink-colored flood dragons intensified their attack, pouncing from the left and right. They opened their dragon maws, revealing sharp fangs, intending to crush him on the spot.

But Yao Yian took strange steps, moving like a ghost and easily dodging the attacks of the two ink-colored flood dragons.

Immediately after, with a wave of his right hand, a long saber radiating brilliant light suddenly appeared in his hand.

“He is Senior Brother Wallace! The super Prodigy who reached the tenth rank on the Spirit Manifestation Realm Rankings with only Spirit Manifestation Realm Early Stage strength!”

Inside the Sect's array, someone in the crowd cried out in surprise.

Holding the long saber, Yao Yian pointed it directly at the two Spirit Manifestation Realm Late Stage evil Cultivators before him, his Aura climbing to its peak.

He gave a loud shout and, transforming into a streak of light, charged toward the enemies...