Swish, swish, swish.

The cold wind blew, spreading a thick scent of blood.

On the ground, amidst the remains of limbs and flesh, there were traces of black mist. The places touched by the claws of the undead creature turned charred black.

Two middle-aged men emerged from the forest, stepping onto the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.

They looked at the gruesome scene before them, expressionless.

"These guys are from the Nine Nether Sect, which just appeared in Lion Valley not long ago. Could it be them who killed Fourth Uncle?"

The man on the left glanced at the undead being led away and frowned as he spoke.

"Highly unlikely. My father's strength reached the Qi Blood Realm, combined with Zhao Hai's Poison Tao abilities. It would take someone above the second change of Qi Blood level to be their match,"

"Moreover, we have not had any conflicts with the Nine Nether Sect. They shouldn't have targeted my father." Zhao Weichuan said.

He was Zhao Ziyang's father, and because there was no news of his father and son for several days, he personally came to investigate.

Unfortunately, several days had passed, and he found nothing, not even a body.

"To make Fourth Uncle and the others vanish silently must be the work of a master."

"Fourth Uncle was always cautious, but he made too many enemies when he was younger. Perhaps he encountered an old foe seeking revenge." Zhao Weikun sighed.

"Let's go collect the corpse poison and follow up."

"The Nine Nether Sect is quite bold, daring to tamper with the undead. I can't tell if they are too confident or overestimating themselves."

Zhao Weichuan said, starting to gather the corpse poison.

Zhao Weikun, seeing this, approached as well, taking out a jade bottle to begin collecting.

Corpse poison is a rare toxic substance, capable of creating potent poisons, difficult to acquire even for their Zhao Family.

The amount of corpse poison produced after the erosion of Yin Sha's power is extremely scarce, and the blackened powder scraped from the flesh and trees is merely a small pinch.

Outside Beast Roar Mountain.

The undead pursued the galloping horse wildly, driven by ferocity, causing everyone nearby to flee in panic.

Two men stood in the distance, watching the scene unfold from afar.

"The strength of this undead is terrifying!"

The middle-aged man frowned, speaking with a heavy tone.

Beside him, Xing Penghai clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly as he gazed in the direction the undead was heading.

His heart was filled with complex emotions, excitement, thrill, and fear.

"Father, is this the result of cultivating Immortal Techniques?" Xing Penghai asked.

"Yes, according to the ancient records left by our ancestors, the path to immortality and longevity is beyond human reach. Those who foolishly attempt to touch it will suffer divine retribution and fall into demonhood."

Xing Zhicheng said.

Watching the direction in which the undead departed, his eyes held a certain fervor.

His aura was somewhat stronger than Xing Penghai's, emitting faint waves of Qi Blood, indicating he had reached the Qi Blood Realm.

However, his Qi Blood ripples were weak, just at the entry level of the Qi Blood Realm.

With the power of Qi Blood Threads within him, if he unleashed his full strength twice, it would be completely exhausted.

"Can we trust what the Nine Nether Sect people say?"

Xing Penghai couldn't help but ask, "If all who attempt to touch longevity fall into demonhood, then how do the Nine Nether Sect have such confidence?"

"I'm not sure. The Clan Leader might know some secrets, otherwise he wouldn't cooperate with them."

"However, their methods are extraordinary. They can even create talismans, so perhaps there is an alternative path to seeking longevity."

Xing Zhicheng said.

"The power of the undead is so terrifying; I wonder why the Nine Nether Sect is provoking it?"

Xing Penghai pondered, "The Nine Nether Sect shouldn't have anyone capable of dealing with it, right?"

"The Nine Nether Sect has set their sights on the iron mines of White Stone Mountain. I suspect they plan to drive the undead to White Stone Mountain and launch an attack amidst the chaos."

Xing Zhicheng mused aloud.

"Is that feasible?" Xing Penghai expressed doubt.

"It's difficult, but the priests of the Nine Nether Sect have some methods, so they probably have a way to accomplish it."

"Let's go; our mission is complete. The undead have been lured out. What happens next depends on the capabilities of the Nine Nether Sect."

"Head back and make arrangements. Take advantage of the chaos when the Nine Nether Sect takes action to seize some benefits." Xing Zhicheng instructed.

"Yes, Father."

Xing Penghai nodded in agreement.

He needed to return and inform Xing Jing'an to prepare, taking advantage of the chaos to seize Lin Zheyu and see if they could uncover the clues to Xing Jinglong's death.

...

Stationed at White Stone Mountain was an extremely tedious task.

However, for Lin Zheyu, it didn't matter much.

Ordinary members of the Feihong Gang lived in collective dormitories, while Lin Zheyu and the others had their own separate small courtyards.

He spent most of his time in the courtyard, studying the Poison Canon and practicing martial arts, occasionally going out for patrols.

As long as there were no enemy attacks, he had nothing much to do, quite leisurely.

"Mr. Lin!"

The subordinates greeted Lin Zheyu as they saw him.

"Is there anything unusual?" Lin Zheyu inquired.

"Reporting to Sir, everything is normal."

"Very well. Continue patrolling, don't let your guard down. Report any abnormalities immediately." Lin Zheyu instructed.

"Yes, Sir!"

The subordinates responded and continued their patrol.

Not far away, a burly man watched Lin Zheyu from a distance, a look of resentment and disdain on his face.

When Lin Zheyu looked his way, the man's expression shifted to a fawning look as if changing faces.

After Lin Zheyu left, he snorted lightly, muttering, "Damn it, a little guy not even in the Refining the Organs Realm can become a leader."

Xu She sneered, full of dissatisfaction in his heart.

He had been with the Feihong Gang for over a decade, his strength having reached the Peak of the Bone Forging Realm, just a step away from advancing to the Refining Internal Organ Realm.

Yet, he couldn't make the breakthrough.

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