Youhunzi settled Huang Tianbao in and then set off with the sect's main force.
After Youhunzi departed, Huang Tianbao rested inside the cave dwelling that had been arranged for him.
He pulled a manual from his storage bag and began to study and practice it.
In fact, whenever he had free time, he would study and cultivate.
He could already recite this manual backward.
It was just that he had never succeeded.
But this time, he believed he would definitely succeed.
After all, his cheap master had said that he possessed some kind of top-grade Nether Spirit Root.
Although he didn't quite understand what it meant, the term 'spiritual root' was in there, which meant he actually had one now. And it was even a top-grade one!
He had already made up his mind to cultivate diligently so he could go look for Eldest Senior Brother and the others in the future...
With that in mind, Huang Tianbao sat cross-legged and prepared to cultivate according to the Qingshan Sect's manual.
But right at that moment, a black glow flashed, and his family's black imperial seal flew out of his body, and a beam of black light shot straight into his mind.
Huang Tianbao was stunned, only to find a technique appearing in his mind.
《Nine Nether Soul Suppressing Manual》
Huang Tianbao was taken aback. Was he supposed to practice his own family's technique?
After all, the imperial seal belonged to his family, so the technique emerging from it must also belong to his family.
Could the reason he had never succeeded in cultivating be that he hadn't been practicing his own family's technique? That had to be it!
Subsequently, Huang Tianbao began to study the technique.
Then, he began to circulate his energy to cultivate.
After a moment, he felt a chilly energy enter his body, yet it felt exceptionally comfortable.
Huang Tianbao was overjoyed. It worked! He had actually succeeded!
Suppressing his excitement, he began to diligently circulate the technique.
As he cultivated, the surrounding yin energy surged frantically into his body.
“Hahaha...”
After completing one full cycle of the technique, Huang Tianbao stopped.
Then, he stood inside his cave dwelling with his hands on his hips and laughed maniacally:
“Hahaha... I can finally cultivate! I can finally cultivate...”
“Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, I can cultivate now! I'm no longer a useless drag on everyone...”
“Grand Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, I've finally become a true member of the 'crowd' of disciples...”
Just as Huang Tianbao was celebrating, a sudden commotion echoed from outside.
Huang Tianbao was startled. What was happening?
When he stepped out of his cave dwelling, he saw the disciples of the entire sect in a state of sheer panic and chaos.
The sect-protecting array had also been activated.
“Senior Brother, what's going on?”
Huang Tianbao hurriedly grabbed a passing disciple and asked.
“Sigh! The Sect Master and the others went to attack the Yin Soul Hall. It turns out that peak Soul Transformation expert of theirs didn't die at all; he actually broke through to the Unity stage! Not only that, but their long-lost Ancestor has also returned...”
“The Sect Master, the Grand Elder, and Elder You... they're all dead!”
After saying this, the disciple hurriedly ran off.
“Ah?!”
Huang Tianbao stood there, utterly dumbfounded. Was attacking another sect really this reckless?
Did they not do any reconnaissance beforehand?
And what about his cheap master? He was already dead?
He hadn't even taught him anything yet!
Right then, a sinister laugh echoed outside the sect-protecting array: “Hehehe...”
Then, Huang Tianbao saw a red-haired old man dressed in a black robe hovering just outside the sect.
Had the enemy come knocking on their door?
Huang Tianbao was utterly speechless. He had only just arrived at this sect, and now he had to be buried alongside them?
Did his luck have to be this terrible?
He had only just started cultivating; he hadn't even experienced the immortal life yet!
He looked up at the translucent black sect-protecting array. This thing should be able to hold them off for a while, right?
But then, he watched as the black-robed man raised a hand, and a massive black sphere of light materialized in his palm.
Seeing this, Huang Tianbao couldn't help but feel a wave of despair:
“Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Grand Elder... I'm afraid I won't be able to return...”
Boom!
Huang Tianbao felt his vision go dark, and he lost consciousness.
After the black-robed man shattered the Ten Thousand Souls Sect's protective array, he raised his hand, and a suction force targeting souls burst forth.
The remaining Soul Transformation cultivators of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect had absolutely no power to resist and perished instantly...
Shortly after, bloodcurdling screams echoed throughout the entire Ten Thousand Souls Sect.
One by one, the souls of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect's disciples were sucked away and refined by the black-robed man.
However, when this soul-targeting suction reached Huang Tianbao, a hazy grey gas surrounding his soul completely blocked the force.
The moment the suction force came into contact with the hazy grey gas, the Unity-stage cultivator of the Yin Soul Sect, who was currently refining the souls, felt his blood energy churn violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Unity-stage cultivator was taken aback. Hadn't his cultivation already stabilized?
How could refining a few souls trigger a backlash?
Shaking it off, the Unity-stage cultivator departed, leaving the rest of the cleanup to his sect's disciples.
By the time Huang Tianbao opened his eyes, he found himself buried under a pile of rubble.
A sharp pain shot through his body. With great effort, Huang Tianbao stuffed a recovery pill into his mouth.
Once he recovered, he crawled out from the ruins.
Huang Tianbao discovered that the already eerie sect was now even more desolate, with corpses strewn everywhere.
It was practically a living purgatory.
Huang Tianbao swallowed hard. This was far too tragic.
Sigh... Since he had run into this, he might as well show some kindness and arrange a funeral for them.
He then skillfully pulled out his leftover funeral supplies.
Burying them was out of the question—there were simply too many people. He would have to keep things simple...
But right at that moment, a figure descended from the sky. A young man dressed in black with an extraordinarily striking, almost demonic appearance appeared before him.
Huang Tianbao gasped. Had the people of the Yin Soul Hall returned?
Holy crap... he shouldn't have tried to be a good Samaritan. He should have left immediately!
Ye Fan also frowned. He hadn't expected to run into this guy here—the one he felt was supposed to be his helper.
He had only been passing by when he detected a heavy scent of blood.
After his reincarnation, he had found himself as a disciple of the Blood River Demon Sect, one of the two major demonic sects in the Northern Province.
Although the treatment didn't compare to his time in the Haoran Sect, it wasn't bad either.
He was the personal disciple of the sect's Grand Elder, and he already possessed a Golden Core stage cultivation.
While he felt somewhat helpless about becoming a demonic cultivator, it wasn't entirely unacceptable.
However, the technique this body practiced was the Blood River Demon Sect's signature technique, the Ten Thousand Blood Return Origin Demon Canon.
This also meant that if he wanted to cultivate quickly, he would need a vast amount of blood...
“Are you from the Ten Thousand Souls Sect?”
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