Chapter 138: Bones Piled Up Everywhere, Dark Holy Dragon Long Tianyi
Xueling City.
This is a city located in the western part of the Heaven Dou Empire. It is comparable to Shuofeng City, as both are border cities, but Xueling City is much more prosperous than Shuofeng City.
However, in an unknown village at this time, bones were everywhere, and no living people could be seen.
Looking at the scattered bones covering the ground, even Gu Han felt a chill down his spine, let alone Bibi Dong.
"Junior brother..."
Even though Bibi Dong had seen many cruel scenes, this terrifying image still frightened her. She held Gu Han's arm tightly with both hands.
The Snow Empress's soul flew out, scanned the village, and returned to the side of her senior sister and brother.
"This village is full of bones. There is no one alive."
Just now, she didn't just examine the streets; she checked every house. There were bones inside the rooms too, but most were scattered in the streets.
Gu Han patted Bibi Dong's hand to comfort her, then frowned and thought, "Senior sister's sword once pointed here. This must be related to that evil soul master."
Bibi Dong had calmed down slightly, but when her eyes fell upon those piles of bones, she still felt uneasy.
She summoned her evil sword and said, "But now the evil sword has no reaction. It seems like the culprit has escaped."
"Humph! What beast did this?"
Jiangmo stepped out of the shadows angrily, stabbed the Panlong Staff into the ground, and growled, "If I don't kill the one who did this, I won't be able to calm my fury. Such cruelty enrages the heavens and offends the people!"
Qianjun also stepped forward, frowning as he looked at the endless field of bones.
"What we should do now is notify the Spirit Halls in nearby cities, gather the forces of various spirit master clans and sects, and strengthen defenses. The outer villages must be protected."
"But the pursuit must also continue."
Qianjun continued, "Xiaohan, you and Dong'er will keep pursuing."
"Seventh brother, you will protect them in secret. I will go notify the other Spirit Halls."
"Understood."
Qianjun's plan wasn't bad. It ensured that the culprits would not dare act so blatantly again.
At the same time, if Gu Han and Bibi Dong ran into danger during the chase, there would be a powerful supporter nearby.
Of course, given the current strength of Gu Han and Bibi Dong, he wasn't too worried.
But for the sake of caution, being prepared was wise.
After all, their mission was to protect Bibi Dong and Gu Han.
"Alright. We'll proceed as Uncle Qianjun suggested."
Gu Han nodded slightly. On one hand, Bibi Dong's Spirit was more attuned to sensing such auras and was more useful for tracking. On the other hand, as a worshipper and a Titled Douluo, Qianjun could coordinate with local Spirit Hall forces far more efficiently.
As for Jiangmo accompanying them—Gu Han didn't think any Spirit Douluo could pose a threat to him at this point. He might even be able to defeat them. Still, caution was always wise.
After everything was settled, they spread out a map to analyze where this individual or group might have gone.
"Once the Spirit Halls and sects mobilize, the enemy will definitely lay low. It's unlikely they'll hide in the cities again."
"Of course, to prevent them from pulling tricks under our noses, we'll have each local Spirit Hall carry detection crystals and assign at least three to five soul masters per street on watch."
"Also, to be safe, let's move villagers from the nearby countryside into the cities. The Spirit Hall will provide shelter and food for them."
"The rest will be left to my senior sister, Uncle Jiangmo, and me."
Gu Han added these ideas to Qianjun's strategy, then looked out at the rivers and plains outside the city.
"These areas are too exposed. After a large-scale mobilization, it's unlikely they'd flee this way."
"Which leaves only one option…"
He turned his eyes to the mountain range to the south of Xueling City.
"They'll likely head into the mountains. Most evil soul masters, when being hunted with no way out, retreat into the deep forests. Once inside, they can evade many people's sight, and even detection crystals may fail."
"The terrain there is too complex. Even if they're found, they can use the landscape to escape more easily than on open plains."
Qianjun nodded. "In that case, head south. If the trail is right, Dong'er's Spirit will sense them."
After the plan was set, everyone moved into action.
Along the way, Gu Han and Bibi Dong raced southward, with Bibi Dong holding her Spirit in hand the entire time to maintain optimal sensing.
Qianjun's mobilization speed was astonishing. Within two days, all nearby cities had been coordinated and their Spirit Hall forces prepared.
At the same time, deep within the Longteng Mountains—
"Bastard!"
Slap! A crisp sound rang out as a skinny old man was slapped down by a man in black.
The man stood tall and imposing, glaring down at the old man with ferocity in his eyes. "You know the Spirit Hall rules this continent now. Why would you use evil arts so recklessly?"
This man was Long Tianyi—wielder of the powerful Dark Holy Dragon Spirit.
Although his spirit power was only at level 83, with this rare and formidable spirit, he could battle newly promoted Titled Douluo-level opponents.
Since the rise of the Spirit Hall, their bloodline had chosen to hide, keeping a low profile.
They understood the Spirit Hall's power and forbade the use of evil cultivation methods, ordering their subordinates to be extremely cautious—and best not to use such powers at all.
Only this approach allowed them to escape Spirit Hall's scrutiny and survive until now.
Yet now one of his men came back and told him he had devoured an entire village just to break through from level 79 to Spirit Douluo?
Ten thousand years ago, slaughtering a village might've gone unnoticed—no one would care about the death of a few ants.
But times had changed. Ever since the Angel God ascended, the continent entered the Spirit Hall Era, and evil spirits had become relics of the past.
Massacring an entire village would inevitably draw Spirit Hall's attention. When that happened, it would only be a matter of time before they were discovered.
"Master… Master, I… I couldn't help it… I didn't mean to…"
Facing Long Tianyi's piercing gaze, the old man trembled violently, unable to complete a full sentence.
"Couldn't help it?"
Long Tianyi's tone turned frigid. "If you couldn't help it, then why did you come back?"
The old man was stunned. Of course, he now realized—he was being discarded.
"No, Master, no! This old servant has always been loyal to you—you can't abandon me!!"
"Hmph."
Long Tianyi snorted coldly. With a wave of his sleeve, an overwhelming wave of soul power sent the old man flying more than ten meters.
"If you're truly loyal, you wouldn't have returned. Go to Slaughter City. Perhaps you'll survive there."
"If you don't leave, I'll kill you right now."
His voice was ice-cold, his expression unreadable. But every word struck like a hammer, pounding the old man's heart.
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