As they watched the cultivators who had originally died crawl up from the ground once more, every cultivator inside the cavern could not help but feel their expressions change slightly.
Fortunately, everyone present was an elite disciple from the major powers, so no one panicked too much.
However, when one skeletal, claw-like hand after another began to emerge from the soil beneath their feet, even these elites started to feel uneasy.
After all, this was the True Dragon Lair, a place that held the buried remains of countless powerhouses from the ancient era.
If all these corpses were truly allowed to climb out of the ground, it would be extremely troublesome for them, possibly even a major catastrophe.
“So it has finally begun?”
Seeing this, Mo Fan could not help but take a deep breath, his eyes narrowing slightly.
“My wise nephew, what did you mean by those words just now?”
“Could they have something to do with these ghostly things before us?”
Old Ancestor Bai Lu suddenly turned, looked towards Mo Fan, and asked with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
As soon as he spoke, all the demons turned to look at Mo Fan as well, and even the distant human cultivators uniformly directed their gazes towards him.
“Exactly!”
Mo Fan nodded, then faced all the cultivators present and said in a deep voice, “Earlier, outside the True Dragon Lair, I encountered two particularly powerful forces. I do not know if any fellow daoists here have met them too, but after some deduction, I can confirm that the masterminds who sealed this cavern are precisely those two great forces!”
“Therefore, what we must do now is not fight among ourselves. Only by uniting our strength can we truly shatter their sinister plot!
Otherwise, I, along with every fellow daoist present, will find it difficult to survive!”
Mo Fan’s words caused a chill to run through the hearts of all the cultivators. Situ Yunzhen frowned slightly, casually shattering a corpse that lunged at him, and demanded, “Just what are those two forces you speak of?”
“The Witch Clan and a group of black-robed people!”
Mo Fan replied. In the end, he did not directly reveal the origins of the Demon Clan, because he recalled what Emperor Qin had said earlier and worried that naming the demons would cause even greater panic.
“It is actually the Witch Clan!”
“Those defeated remnants from the ancient era!”
In an instant, the crowd erupted. Quite a few people knew of the Witch Clan.
“Is what you say true?”
Daoist Qingfeng looked solemnly at Mo Fan.
“Of course it is true. To be frank, I once discovered in the Dragon Ruins that members of the Witch Clan were using witchcraft and gu arts to control the corpses of cultivators. The scene was exactly the same as what we see now!”
As Mo Fan spoke, he pointed at the ever-increasing corpses crawling out from the ground within the cavern, then continued gravely, “I have said all that needs to be said. Whether you believe me or not is up to you. If anyone still dares to disregard the greater situation and continue opposing this king, then this king will have no choice but to start a slaughter!”
At these words, all the cultivators frowned, clearly displeased with Mo Fan’s tone.
That was an immortal sword, after all. How could they be willing to give it up?
Nevertheless, none of these cultivators were fools. They knew that with their own strength alone they could not possibly contend against Mo Fan, so they turned their eyes towards Situ Yunzhen, Daoist Qingfeng, and the other Nascent Soul cultivators, waiting to see what they would do.
“What does Friend Qingfeng think?”
Situ Yunzhen gave a faint smile and also looked towards Daoist Qingfeng.
Among everyone here, Daoist Qingfeng possessed the highest cultivation and the greatest strength. His sword qi sword was astonishingly lethal; previously, a single strike had severed the tail of the Chilin Saint King.
Seeing every gaze fall upon him, Daoist Qingfeng pondered briefly before quickly reaching a decision.
“Ever since the Witch Clan was defeated in the ancient era, they have been secretly coveting our Divine Domain continent. Now they have even set up a formation to trap us here. It is truly detestable!
This young demon friend is right. With the Witch Clan lurking in the shadows, watching us like tigers, I fear they precisely wish to see us kill one another so they can reap the benefits.
Therefore, we absolutely cannot sit here and await death!
From this moment on, my Tianxuan Holy Land is willing to cooperate with the demon race, eradicate the witch-gu puppets in this place, and smash the Witch Clan’s conspiracy!
I also hope everyone will put the greater picture first, break the Witch Clan’s scheme, and only then discuss other matters!”
Having spoken, Daoist Qingfeng immediately ordered his sect’s disciples to begin slaughtering the surrounding witch-gu puppets without restraint!
Seeing that Tianxuan Holy Land had taken this stance, the other cultivators, though unhappy in their hearts, had no choice but to follow Tianxuan’s lead.
“Hahahaha… Friend Qingfeng speaks well! In order to crush the Witch Clan’s plot, my Tianlu Holy Land is also willing to cooperate with all the demon friends present!”
Situ Yunzhen laughed heartily and made the decision on the spot.
At this, the other cultivation forces also spoke up one after another, declaring their willingness to join Mo Fan in cooperation.
“This king thanks all the seniors for your righteousness. Let us kill to our heart’s content!”
“Kill!!”
Seeing that every cultivator had finally chosen cooperation, Mo Fan was overjoyed. Without saying more, he led the numerous demon cultivators behind him and began clearing out the witch-gu puppets appearing inside the cavern.
These so-called witch-gu puppets referred to the corpses that had come back to life as well as certain ancient antiques crawling up from the ground.
The revived corpses were relatively easy to deal with; almost all could be dispatched in a single encounter.
The only thing giving Mo Fan trouble was the remains emerging from the earth. Most of these skeletons had been buried since the ancient era. Although they had decayed over the endless years, the power they now unleashed was comparable to the Core Formation stage.
Against these ancient remains, ordinary sect cultivators were far from their match. Only saint-child level or direct-transmission disciples could truly fight them.
In an instant, dense shouts of killing filled the entire cavern. Every spot had become a battlefield.
Yet there were simply too many remains, and Mo Fan soon noticed that some of the corpses crawling out wore not ancient-era clothing but the disciple robes of various major sects.
This immediately made everything clear to him. It seemed the majority of the corpses the Witch Clan had collected outside had been hidden beneath this cavern!
Thus a terrifying scene unfolded inside the cavern: the number of living cultivators kept decreasing, while the witch-gu puppets only grew more numerous.
Under these circumstances, the human and demon camps had no choice but to huddle together, forced into a single corner.
“Hahahaha… you lot are only this much!”
At that moment, a loud laugh suddenly echoed from the distance.
All the cultivators looked towards the sound and saw more than ten grey-robed cultivators walk out from a tunnel. The formation barrier posed no obstacle to them at all; they simply strolled straight in.
As they advanced, the densely packed witch-gu puppets uniformly parted, creating a path.
Mo Fan’s brows instantly furrowed.
The Witch Clan had finally arrived!
The leader was someone Mo Fan had seen before: the Witch Clan’s chief, Old Wu!
At this sight, he immediately activated his Azure Eyes of Insight, attempting to see through Old Wu’s cultivation, but he could not see through it at all.
In other words, Old Wu’s cultivation was at least that of a mid-stage Witch Ancestor!
Mo Fan’s heart grew solemn. He then looked at the other Witch Clan members, and his gaze finally stopped on one particular figure.
That person was completely different from all the other cultivators, for he did not wear his grey hood up but openly revealed a handsome face.
How could it be him!
Mo Fan’s pupils suddenly contracted!
He had never imagined he would encounter this fellow here!
Was this guy not someone who should have died long ago?
