With Lonely Spear leading the charge, the group arrived at the foot of the Radiant Sect mountain.
The gate of the once-glorious sect mountain was long gone, replaced by hordes of vengeful spirits.
They stread out in thousands, and the air reeked of evil energy—an evil energy powerful enough to corrupt even the purest energies.
Yet this scene did not surprise Mo Jian and the others. It was never the first ti they had witnessed such a spectacle.
Supre Elder Zhao rose into the sky and unleashed a mighty punch.
Boom!
The ground trembled, and a deep crater opened at the base of the mountain. All the thousand vengeful spirits were vanquished, leaving no trace behind.
With the path cleared, Mo Jian and the rest surged into the Radiant Sect.
As they rushed toward their sect, only a few elders remained to defend it. They had not expected their enemies to be so confident as to arrive at their door so quickly.
How could this be?
The Peak Core Refining elder froze in place when he saw Mo Jian and the Thousand Wealth Warriors arrayed before him.
"Kill them, and everyone in the sect," Mo Jian commanded, turning and walking toward the netherworld gateway.
Whoosh!
The warriors, filled with killing intent, sprang toward the frozen elders. The air rang with the furious sounds of combat as battle cries split the sky.
Lonely Spear, the Withered Old Man, and Mo Jian cut a brutal swath through the vengeful spirits along their route.
As they neared the netherworld gateway, the number of Wailing Revenants grew.
Each of them had weapons forged from Ember Fla—the bane of all vengeful spirits.
Howl! Howl! Howl!
The Wailing Revenants wailed in misery as they fell, one after another.
Mo Jian might not be at a Half-Step Golden Core level, but his strength hovered at the peak of Core Refining stage-9.
His Heavenly Thunder Slash cleaved through one Wailing Revenant after another.
Like a grim reaper, he sliced through the horde of vengeful spirits with unstoppable force.
While Mo Jian and the others carved a path of carnage on the ground, Supre Elder Zhao and Elder Bai Delan stood calmly, waiting for the Shadow Lurker to reveal itself.
They knew the Shadow Lurker hid, waiting for them to show a mont of weakness.
Deliberately, Elder Bai Delan lowered his guard, creating an opening.
As expected, the humanoid vengeful spirit with a deadly claw sprang from the shadows behind Elder Bai Delan, as if a phantom eager to rend his soul from his body.
"Caught you," Elder Bai sneered, and a powerful force surged from his body, slamming into the Shadow Lurker.
Bang!
Stunned, the Shadow Lurker was knocked back tens of ters, but it recovered quickly.
Its shimring form vanished, becoming invisible.
This was the mont Supre Elder Zhao had been waiting for.
He unsheathed his sword.
Embedded at the base of the blade was a small red stone, encrusted with dense, intricate runes.
Whoosh!
"Dust Slash!"
A terrifying red fla erupted from the sword, tracing a flaming arc. The blaze carried terrifying sharpness that seed capable of cleaving the void itself.
Watching the terrifying strike, Elder Bai Delan retreated swiftly, every hair on his body standing on end.
Terrifying! he thought.
Howl!
Hiding in the darkness, a miserable howl escaped from the Shadow Lurker as the sword strike cleaved its body apart. The fire burned fiercely through its form.
With a single strike, Supre Elder Zhao injured the Shadow Lurker. Its shimring light dimd greatly, and it could barely maintain its humanoid shape.
Realizing the great danger, the Shadow Lurker tried to vanish into the shadows again, but it had already been marked.
Whoosh!
The dreadful strike arrived once more, tearing the Shadow Lurker apart.
It emitted a guttural scream one last ti before its body dissolved into a speck of light that vanished.
With the Shadow Lurker gone, the netherworld gateway no longer posed a threat.
On the ground, Mo Jian began to reverse engineer the ancient formation. His movents were swift and decisive.
Ten minutes later, he had reverse-engineered the ancient formation.
Upon activating the reversed formation, the gateway trembled violently and began to shrink.
All the vengeful spirits trying to escape were obliterated into nothingness.
Boom!
The gateway collapsed and vanished, leaving the space empty.
"Finally!" Elder Bai descended from the sky with Supre Elder Zhao.
"Dealing with the vengeful spirit remnants will be a headache," Supre Elder Zhao muttered.
"It is nothing," Mo Jian replied calmly. "Without the gateway, they are nothing but headless chickens."
The greatest threat posed by the vengeful spirits was their endless numbers. But since they had dealt with the root cause, everything could be resolved with relative ease.
"Elders, why don’t you return to the sect? Who knows what the situation is over there," Mo Jian said seriously.
"You’re right. We need to go imdiately," Supre Elder Zhao nodded, his gaze solemn. "Young Master, will you be all right on your own?"
"You don’t have to worry. Nothing will happen," Mo Jian waved dismissively.
Looking at the two Half-Steps Golden Core experts around him, the two elders nodded and rose into the sky, disappearing into the horizon.
With the two Golden Core experts in the air, Mo Jian felt less pressure. He began planning how to resolve the vengeful spirit threats throughout the region.
Just then, a Peak Core Refining stage eight warrior approached him. She was a middle-aged woman.
"Young Master, we have finished the cleansing," she reported respectfully.
"Very well. Is there anything I should know?" Mo Jian asked.
"Nothing important except for the evil deeds of the Radiant Sect," she replied, shaking her head.
In many courtyards, they found hundreds of human bones piled like a small mountain.
So humans were discovered inside massive cauldrons, being refined into human pills.
This vile action intensified their hatred for the Radiant Sect. They wished they could torture the Radiant Sect’s souls for eternity for such vile deeds.
However, Mo Jian was not surprised. Since they had turned to the evil dao, he knew they had lost their humanity and were no different from beasts in human clothing.
"Let’s return," Mo Jian commanded.
They had solved one gateway in the western region. There were more, and with each passing mont, the threat to the Western Region increased.
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