"Senior Brother Ji, what are you doing…?"
Faxiang asked, puzzled.
The others around them also turned their gazes toward him.
Li Xun had wanted to mock him a bit, but remembering Ji Changfeng's terrifying strength, he wisely kept his mouth shut and played the role of an invisible bystander…
As the future young valley master of Fenxiang Valley, he might be a bit arrogant, but he wasn't stupid.
The guy had entered the sect only five years ago and already reached Upper Purity. Forget about his insane talent—just that level of power was enough to make him shut up…
Facing everyone's confusion, Ji Changfeng calmly pointed at the countless blood-sucking bats hanging overhead. "This swarm of blood-sucking bats has been roosting in this cave for at least several decades. All that time, eating, drinking, and defecating right here…"
"Who knows how much bat guano has piled up under our feet?!"
Ji Changfeng grumbled.
At his words, Lu Xueqi's face immediately paled.
Yan Hong from Fenxiang Valley also looked uneasy. They both glanced down and, sure enough, saw a thick layer of bat droppings.
The two women felt a surge of relief.
If Ji Changfeng hadn't cast that ice spell, their feet would have sunk right into it…
"Let's keep moving," Ji Changfeng said, leading the way deeper into the cave.
Swish—
With each step he took, a wave of chilling ice energy rose from his soles, freezing the surrounding ground into solid ice. This way, everyone could walk on firm footing instead of sinking into the soft bat guano…
The group ventured deeper into the Myriad Bats Ancient Cave.
Suddenly, the path ahead split into two forks. The openings were pitch black, like the gaping maws of giant beasts, silently waiting for prey to wander in…
Between the forks stood a stone stele.
Etched on it in blood-red characters were four large words—
Heaven's Way Is Mine!
"Demonic Sect scum, daring to spout nonsense about Heaven's Way?"
Everyone felt a spark of anger.
Faxiang summoned his magical treasure, the Samsara Pearl, its faint glow illuminating the surroundings. He looked at the two forks and turned to Ji Changfeng. "Senior Brother Ji, what should we do next?"
Ji Changfeng pondered briefly. "Let's split up."
"Our four will take the left path. Brother Faxiang, you and the two fellow Daoists from Fenxiang Valley take the right. If you run into trouble, prioritize your safety and retreat."
Faxiang nodded.
They were all elite disciples from their sects. Though their cultivation wasn't as profound as Ji Changfeng's, self-preservation shouldn't be an issue.
"In that case, Senior Brother Ji…"
"Be careful!"
With that, Faxiang gave Zhang Xiaofan a meaningful look and added, "Junior Brother Zhang, you be careful too."
"Huh?" Zhang Xiaofan blinked in surprise.
Clearly, he hadn't expected Faxiang to address him specifically?!
"Oh, uh, Senior Brother Faxiang, you all stay safe too."
Zhang Xiaofan snapped out of it and quickly replied to the group.
"Good!" A smile appeared on Faxiang's face.
Their four turned and entered the right fork.
"Let's head in as well."
Ji Changfeng looked at Qi Hao and the others.
"Alright."
Qi Hao and the rest nodded.
Swish—
Ji Changfeng waved his hand, summoning the Six Harmonies Mirror.
Though his current cultivation meant he wouldn't face much danger, it was better to be cautious. Even if he didn't need it, Lu Xueqi and the others could benefit from its protection…
Deeper into the cave they went.
With the light from the Six Harmonies Mirror, they could just make out their surroundings.
Whoosh—
Suddenly, a shadow flickered in the darkness.
Ji Changfeng drew his sword without hesitation and slashed.
Boom!
A massive surge of sword qi erupted.
"Ah!!!"
In the next moment, a scream echoed through the entire cave.
At the same time, several exclamations rang out.
"Jiang the Third?!"
"Damn!"
"This one's tough—run for it!"
Several figures bolted deeper into the cave.
Ji Changfeng didn't bother chasing; instead, he advanced leisurely under the Six Harmonies Mirror's shield.
Along the way, at a bend in the path, Ji Changfeng and the others spotted a corpse. A deep sword gash marked the chest—clearly the one who had just screamed…
Jiang the Third?
A disciple of the Blood-Sucking Old Demon from the Myriad Poisons Sect?
Ji Changfeng gave the body a casual glance before continuing to lead Lu Xueqi and the others deeper into the Myriad Bats Ancient Cave…
The four walked to the end of the passage.
The space around them suddenly opened up.
Ahead loomed a cliff within the cave, with a massive boulder standing nearby. On it, three blood-red characters were carved—
Dead Spirit Abyss!
Five people stood beside the boulder.
The Blood Refining Hall's underlings: Wild Dog Daoist, Liu Hao, and the current head, Elder Nian. Beside him was a seductive, alluring woman and a pale-faced youth who looked utterly drained, as if his kidneys were failing.
"Wild Dog, Liu Hao, what happened? How did you get beaten so badly by a bunch of Qingyun Sect brats?!"
Elder Nian's expression was displeased.
He glanced at Ji Changfeng's group, not taking them seriously at all.
A pack of wet-behind-the-ears kids.
What's there to fear?!
"Wild Dog, where's Jiang the Third?!" The alluring woman suddenly noticed something and urgently asked the two.
At that, Wild Dog Daoist shrank back timidly and pointed at Ji Changfeng. "H-He was killed by this kid."
"What?!" Elder Nian was shocked and furious.
Jiang the Third was a disciple of the Blood-Sucking Old Demon. Now dead on Blood Refining Hall turf—who knows if the old demon would blame them later…
Elder Nian's face darkened as he glared at Ji Changfeng's group and ordered, "Take them down!"
Figures leaped out from the shadows—several Demonic Sect thugs.
Lu Xueqi and the others' expressions tightened.
They quickly summoned their magical treasures, warily eyeing the surrounding Demonic Sect villains.
"Kill!"
The Demonic Sect thugs charged.
Swish—
In that instant, an incredibly brilliant sword light flashed and vanished.
The sword light covered a radius of dozens of meters.
In the next second, the surrounding Demonic Sect thugs were sliced clean in half at the waist.
One move—all dead!
The scene fell deathly silent.
Elder Nian and the other Blood Refining Hall higher-ups stared at Ji Changfeng in disbelief.
One strike killed all of them?
This…
"I'll handle this one. You lot take down the other three!" Elder Nian said gravely.
As a dominant figure in the Demonic Sect, his strength was infinitely close to Upper Purity.
But…
Did it matter?!
Ji Changfeng waved for Qi Hao and the others to engage the enemies, while he himself turned to Elder Nian.
"One move."
Ji Changfeng uttered the words calmly.
Clad in white robes, one hand resting on the divine sword at his waist, he looked at Elder Nian with indifferent eyes. "To kill you, I only need one move!"
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