Chapter 624: Chapter 384: Blood Elixir_3

Xu Juyi and Xu Liangpan were startled and quickly walked over to the window, where they witnessed a scene that made their pupils contract.

They saw figures of papermen, ethereal and flickering, appearing in the estate, walking on the ground, walls, and ceiling.

These papermen were made from white paper, with eyes, noses, and mouths dotted with ink on their faces and thick blush smeared on both cheeks. All the papermen held paper knives, paper guns, and paper swords, attacking anyone they saw. Blood splashed onto them and instantly soaked in, their mouths ripping open to the roots of their ears, growing increasingly vicious.

In the estate’s copper mirrors, numerous women twisted their bodies, extending their arms tens to hundreds of meters long, dragging living people into the mirrors.

The lanterns hanging in the Xu family’s estate had all turned white, each bearing a large character for “Sacrifice.” Whenever a living person passed by, their heads would automatically detach from their necks, transforming into a new white lantern.

The Xu family’s cultivated disciples and the skilled martial artists hired to protect the estate appeared extraordinarily fragile in front of these strange ghosts, slaughtered as easily as pigs and dogs, just like they had killed those refugees.

Occasionally there were Xu family disciples, at the third or fourth level of the Yunling Realm, who could put up a fight, but they would be swarmed by papermen and torn to shreds alive.

In the distance above the estate, a woman in a red wedding dress was floating in the air, with an eerie Blood Moon phantom looming behind her.

“Ghost… Ghost Cultivator, it’s the Heavenly Soul Sect!”

Upon seeing this scene, the first thing that came to Xu Juyi and Xu Liangpan’s minds was the Heavenly Soul Sect.

After joining forces with Ghost Ridge Palace to repel the Five Righteous Sects in the battle that swept through Qingzhou half a year ago, the Heavenly Soul Sect had become infamous in Qingzhou. Who on the streets didn’t know of the sect’s fearsome ability to raise fierce ghosts?

Now, seeing his family members and relatives dying at the hands of fierce ghosts, Xu Juyi was overwhelmed with anger, and fear assaulted him like a tide. His hand rested on the storage bag at his waist, but he lacked the courage to take out a Magic Artifact and fight the fierce ghosts.

Because the fierce ghosts invading the Xu family were, in any case, not something he, merely at the seventh level of the Yunling Realm, could handle.

Just now, Xu Juyi had witnessed with his own eyes how one of his uncles, a strong practitioner at the eighth level of the Yunling Realm and the most formidable expert in the Xu family, upon merely being glanced at by the Ghost Bride floating in the sky,

had his clothes turn into a red wedding dress, his body turning into an insect cocoon enveloped by a spider. As the red wedding dress tightened, his body was ground up like meat fed into a grinder, squeezing out a pulpy mess from the sleeves, collar, and hem of the dress.

The Xu family, a prominent clan in Xia Guang City, had only a handful of people, including those they had hired, who had broken through to the fifth level of the Yunling Realm–not even enough for the Ghost Bride to kill in a few seconds.

“Damn it, damn it, damn it, how can there be such a ruthless ghost, when did we ever offend the Heavenly Soul Sect…”

Xu Liangpan’s face turned extremely ugly and furious, but after calming down a bit, he quickly grabbed his eldest son’s hand.

“Come with me, escape through the secret passage. These ghosts are too strong, there’s no saving our people now, let’s find Guan Chao Pavilion.”

It must be said that Xu Liangpan was a ruthless man; he dared to abandon his family and property, deciding to flee for his life on the spot.

But just as Xu Liangpan turned around, he discovered that a man sat in the place where he had just been sitting, with a round object placed on the table.

“Mr. Xu, where are you rushing off to in such a hurry? Your family invited me as a guest, but you haven’t shown the slightest courtesy due to a landlord. At the very least, would you pour me a cup of tea to drink?”

Su Jie’s face beamed with a sunny, radiant smile. The object placed on the table, upon closer inspection, was the head of Xu Qiu, with eyes wide open in unrelenting agony, resentment, and despair, suggesting he had suffered inhumane torture before death.

Accompanied by the continuous screams and carnage from outside, Su Jie’s figure seemed nothing short of a nightmare in the eyes of the Xu father and son, chilling them to the bone as fear engulfed their minds and bodies.