Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

In the square, more than three thousand former members of the Blood Demon Sect, who should have been wearing Soul Devouring Curses and mining like dogs, were standing in neat rows.

What's even more terrifying is the outer perimeter.

Five thousand heavily armored soldiers, each wielding a spear, were patrolling in orderly formation.

That overwhelming malevolent aura was suffocating, even through the bone mirror.

"What... what's going on?"

Elder Liu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"The Blood Demon Sect has been rebuilt? Where did those black-armored soldiers come from?!"

"Where is Huo Bucheng? Where is Steward Wang?"

Li Qianjue remained silent.

He stared intently at the screen.

The bone mirror zoomed in, fixing its view on the newly built temple platform.

A man and a woman stand side by side.

The man was dressed in black robes, his aura as deep as the ocean, making it impossible to discern his cultivation level.

The woman wore a white robe, had silver hair and red eyes, and her stunningly beautiful face carried a cold and dignified air.

Upon seeing that woman, Li Qianjue took a half-step back.

"The Nine Netherworld Demoness?!"

"That's impossible!"

Li Qianjue lost his composure and roared.

"Yun Xi extracted her Nine Heavens Profound Yin Bone, severing her heart meridians. How could she possibly still be alive!"

"And judging from her aura, she has actually recovered to the peak of the Integration Stage!"

Li Qianjue's face turned ashen.

Not only did the Blood Demon Sect not die out, but it was actually rebuilt in a grand manner right under the nose of the Myriad Souls Sect!

This is utterly humiliating for the Myriad Souls Sect!

Just as everyone in the hall was too shocked to speak.

From the shadows deep within the main hall, a sickeningly loud thud of a cane striking the ground suddenly echoed.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

An old woman with a hunched back and an orange peel-like face walked out slowly.

She exuded a terrifying aura of the early Mahayana stage.

Granny of the Underworld.

One of the three Supreme Elders of the Myriad Souls Sect.

Her dry, cracked lips revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Those murky eyes were fixed on Luo Xue's figure in the bone mirror, radiating an extremely greedy light.

"Hehehe... Heaven is truly helping this old woman."

Granny Minggu turned to look at Li Qianjue.

"Sect Master, ignore those black-armored soldiers."

"This girl can awaken the Blood Source Demon Body; the opportunities she possesses are far more valuable than those cartloads of blood crystals."

Granny Minggu licked her lips and slammed her cane heavily on the ground.

"How about I wade into these muddy waters for you?"

Li Qianjue sat on the Nine Skull Throne, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest.

"Elder Minggu, that Nine Nether Demoness was notoriously difficult to deal with back then. Now, not only is she not dead, but she has also recovered her peak Nascent Soul stage cultivation, and she has an unfathomable man by her side."

"Moreover, those five thousand black-armored soldiers exude a murderous aura and are in a formidable formation; they are no ordinary iron golems. Going alone might be dangerous for you."

Granny Minggu split her withered lips, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and her laughter was as piercing as an owl's.

"Sect Master, you are overthinking it. I have lived for three thousand years and never do anything that loses money."

Her cloudy eyes were filled with undisguised greed.

"That Blood Source Demon Body contains enough vitality and Dao Laws to allow me to break through to the mid-stage of the Mahayana realm, and even glimpse the threshold of the Tribulation Transcending stage. I absolutely cannot let go of such a heaven-defying opportunity!"

"Of course, to be absolutely sure, I will go to the forbidden area in the back mountain and wake up those two old geezers, Blood Butcher and Thousand Faces."

Upon hearing this, Li Qianjue's brows instantly relaxed, and he burst into laughter.

"Excellent! With the assistance of Elders Blood Butcher and Thousand Faces, and the combined strength of three Mahayana cultivators, we could easily crush not only the newly rebuilt Blood Demon Sect, but even a second-rate sect!"

"I hereby order the assembly of 300,000 elite disciples to activate the 'Ten Thousand Bones Ghost Ship,' under the personal command of the three Supreme Elders!"

"Today, I will make the Blood Demon Sect vanish completely from the Azure Realm!"

……

The forbidden area behind the Ten Thousand Souls Sect.

This place is shrouded in highly poisonous miasma and haunted by vengeful spirits year-round, making it barren.

Granny Minggu arrived in front of two enormous white bone caves.

She raised her cane and slammed it heavily against the stone doors of the two cave dwellings.

boom!

The restrictions on the stone gate trembled violently.

"Blood Butcher, Thousand Faces, wake up! An incredible opportunity has come your way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two terrifying early-stage Mahayana-level auras surged into the sky, forcibly tearing apart the poisonous miasma that filled the air.

The main gate of the cave on the left side suddenly exploded open.

A burly man, nearly three meters tall and covered in blood-red bandages, strode out. With each step he took, he left a deep, blood-red footprint on the ground.

A pale-faced scholar with a delicate appearance, holding a folding fan, silently emerged from the cave on the right.

"Old hag of the underworld, you'd better have a good reason to wake us up."

Blood Slaughter Ancestor's voice boomed like muffled thunder.

"Otherwise, I, your ancestor, will drain your life essence today!"

The Thousand-Faced Scholar snapped his folding fan shut, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

"Minggu, you never do anything without a reason. Tell me, what opportunity is worth you coming to knock on my door?"

Granny Ming Gu didn't waste any words. She took out a recording stone from her bosom and projected the image recorded by the bone mirror into the air.

In the scene, black palaces stand amidst the ruins of the Blood Demon Sect.

Three thousand former subordinates knelt in worship, while five thousand black-armored Asuras formed ranks.

On the high platform, Lin Mo and Luo Xue stood side by side.

"The Nine Netherworld Demoness?"

The Thousand-Faced Scholar was slightly taken aback.

"Wasn't her heart meridian destroyed by Yun Xi back then? She not only survived, but also recovered to the peak of the Integration Stage?"

That's not the point.

Granny Minggu pointed at Luo Xue.

"The key point is that she rose from the ashes, awakening the Bloodline Demon Body. This is an unparalleled demon body capable of transforming a person completely!"

Blood Slaughter Ancestor's gaze didn't even look at Luo Xue, but instead stared intently at the five thousand Prison Suppressing Asuras at the edge of the screen.

"Such pure malevolent energy! Such a domineering physical body!"

Blood Slaughter Ancestor licked his lips excitedly.

"These five thousand black-armored soldiers, devoid of any life, yet able to move freely, are simply top-grade materials for corpse refining, a rare find even once in ten thousand years!"

He suddenly turned his head to look at Granny Minggu, his eyes flashing with bloodlust.

"These five thousand black-armored warriors are mine! I will refine them all into Blood Fiend Corpse Guards!"

The Thousand-Faced Scholar fixed his gaze on Lin Mo.

"The secrets of this man that can make the Nine Nether Demoness so obedient and conjure five thousand top-grade puppets out of thin air must be earth-shattering."

The Thousand-Faced Scholar swiftly unfolded his folding fan.

"His soul, cultivation techniques, and storage ring belong to me."

Granny Minggu nodded with great satisfaction when she saw that the two had taken the bait.

"Deal! The Nine Nether Demoness's essence, and the blood crystal mine beneath the Blood Demon Sect, belong to me!"

The three quickly divided the spoils and laughed wildly at each other.

"In that case, let's not delay any longer."

Blood Slaughter Ancestor twisted his thick neck, making a crackling sound like a firecracker.

"I can't wait to crush those good-for-nothings!"

……

Half an hour later.

The main peak square of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect.

Three hundred thousand elite disciples have been assembled.

In the sky, three "Ten Thousand Bones Ghost Ships," each a thousand feet long, floated above the clouds.

The warship was entirely made from the bones of high-level demonic beasts, exuding a nauseating stench.

Granny Minggu, Blood Slaughter Ancestor, and Thousand-Faced Scholar stood at the bow of the three warships respectively.

"Set off!"

Granny Minggu waved her cane.

Three colossal ships shattered the clouds, leading an army of 300,000 men, and surged forward at full speed toward the Sea of ​​Blood.

It blotted out the sky and the sun, its malevolent aura soaring to the heavens.