Bai Gui Ye Xing

"Bai Gui Ye Xing? What kind of technique is this?"

Hearing the reaction from below, Chu Chen was somewhat puzzled. He seemed to not recall any technique named Bai Gui Ye Xing. Could it be a hidden one?

As he pondered, Fan Lao in mid-air let out a discomforting roar. Then, his chest began to swell terrifyingly, and a black maw continuously expanded.

Inside, countless blood-red eyes seemed to have smelled something, turning their gaze towards the outside world.

Fan Lao's body twisted eerily, his back arching to an extreme, beyond the limits of a normal body.

Immediately after, those blood-red eyes emerged one after another, finally revealing their true forms.

They were grotesque ghost shadows, formless like energy masses. These black energy masses bore red eyes and mouths, terrifying and dreadful.

Had this technique not appeared on the Blood Sect Master, one might have mistaken it for a technique of the Soul Palace at first glance.

The colossal ghost shadows circled in the air, indiscriminately attacking any living being present! Many Blood Sect members were slaughtered.

What was unimaginable was that these slaughtered individuals did not truly die. They became like soulless puppets, biting anyone they encountered.

And as these ghost shadows absorbed the essence from the bodies of these individuals, their forms would enlarge, then continuously split into more.

Tian She Manor suffered fewer casualties later, for under the guidance of Elder Qing, they deployed an unknown formation. The women gathered in one spot, and a verdant barrier protected them.

At this moment, nearly a hundred ghost shadows appeared in mid-air, like crows magnified dozens of times, densely covering almost the entire sky, accompanied by strange cries.

As for Fan Lao, after unleashing this terrifying Dou Skill, he had transformed into a mere skin, falling to the ground, shriveled and grotesque, a sight that made one's skin crawl.

Could this be a Dou Skill that demands life as its price?

"Father, Father, it's me! How could even I..." Fan Ling on the ground rapidly brandished his blood-red saber, fending off the chaotic ghost shadows.

The previous battle had already consumed much of his strength, and he had been severely wounded by Chu Chen, his body still bleeding.

His current strength was far from his peak. His entire body trembled uncontrollably, his hairpins fell, and his dark hair hung loosely on his cheeks, mixed with sweat and diluted blood, making him appear utterly disheveled.

Fan Ling, dragging his exhausted body, struggled against these ghost shadows and was quickly suppressed.

Not long after, his blood saber shattered on the ground, and a fist-sized bloody hole appeared in his chest. His face filled with horror, he finally collapsed heavily, lifeless.

Bones creaked and groaned as he rose in a grotesque posture, but the one who stood was no longer human.

Tian She Manor on the ground was protected by a barrier. All other nameless individuals were gone, creating a scene devoid of living beings for the ghost shadows.

Thus, the dense ghost shadows all fixed their gaze on Chu Chen in mid-air. He had become the sole living person in their eyes.

Strange cries echoed in Chu Chen's ears one after another. Such a bizarre technique would surely cause no small trouble for any Dou Huang of the same level, yet Chu Chen's expression remained calm.

He recalled his clone, and a large number of ghost shadows immediately rushed towards him!

Chu Chen did not act hastily, continuously dodging while awaiting an opportune moment, a moment that could utterly destroy these ghost shadows.

The ghost shadows intertwined and entangled, eventually enveloping Chu Chen, much like a silkworm cocoon. In that world, Chu Chen found all other colors gone, leaving only black.

"Not good, Senior is in danger!" Elder Qing below grew anxious, wanting to help, but this protective formation of Tian She Manor centered on her. If she moved, it would dissipate.

These black shadows were exceedingly strange, and she herself struggled to resist them, let alone her other sisters. If they left, it would only lead to more bloodshed.

After a moment of hesitation, she did not act, only silently praying in her heart that Chu Chen would be unharmed.

As the cocoon-like ghost shadows enveloped Chu Chen, a tiny ghost shadow in the chaos did not participate. Instead, it quietly slipped away amidst the confusion.

Unnoticed by everyone, it endured the scorching heat, passed through the fire wall, and swiftly flew towards the nearby forest.

The ghost shadow turned its head, shuddering in retrospect, and actually spoke: "That was close! Damn it, I actually ran into a Dou Zong! This Tian She Manor truly has good fortune. I'm sorry, my son, I will remember today's events, and I will definitely return for revenge."

Before the ghost shadow finished speaking, in its peripheral vision, it discovered a streak of black color ahead, which it had not noticed at all.

Before the ghost shadow could react, a pain shot through its body. That black streak had flashed before it, and a red high heel forcefully stomped on the ghost shadow's back.

A low, pained roar escaped. The ghost shadow stiffened and trembled, finally transforming back into Fan Lao's appearance.

"Who are you?" Fan Lao knelt painfully on the ground, clenching his teeth.

"To escape, you even abandoned your own son. You Blood Sect truly bring shame upon yourselves," a cold female voice emerged from beneath the black robe.

Fan Lao struggled to lift his head. He saw that what stomped on his back was a red high heel. From beneath the black robe, a slender, snow-white thigh gleamed. Beneath the black robe was a woman.

"And who might you be, esteemed one?"

"Who this Queen is matters not. You only need to remember that this Queen has come to claim your life." Queen Medusa's voice was like bone-chilling ice, and her aura unfurled at that very moment.

"Dou Zong! Another Dou Zong!" Fan Lao wore a ghost-stricken expression. "Your Excellency, everything can be discussed properly! I can give you everything of the Blood Sect! I only beg you to spare this humble one's life!"

Fan Lao's voice was filled with pleading, no longer resembling the arrogant and unyielding Blood Sect Master of old.

Queen Medusa let out a cold laugh. "You dared to lay hands on this Queen's man, and you still wish this Queen to spare your life?"

"???" Fan Lao was stunned, then suddenly realized something. This woman's aura seemed somewhat familiar to the Dou Zong aura from before. Those two knew each other. A Dou Zong couple!?

"Wait..."

Fan Lao's words were replaced by a roar. Dou Qi flames ignited in Medusa's hand. With an indifferent flick, the flames rapidly enveloped Fan Lao.

Consumed by the burning flames, Fan Lao was utterly devoid of life.

At this same moment, within the cocoon of ghost shadows, Chu Chen made his move. A cluster of pale blue flames ignited in his hand, its surging aura spreading wantonly, without restraint.

The firelight bloomed, illuminating the darkness, continuously exploding outwards. The ghost shadows were like headless flies, falling one by one, then turning into nothingness.