Now that he had been refined by the Soul-Controlling Banner, he could repair his soul directly through devouring others.
With the Blood Sect's souls as nourishment, his strength was destined to surge dramatically.
"Very good. Go and digest what you've gathered," Ye Chen said with a satisfied nod, waving his hand as he stored both of them back into the Soul Banner space.
In the Black Corner Region, the speed at which news spread was astonishing.
By the next day, nearly everyone within a thousand li of the Blood Sect had learned of its annihilation.
"Did you hear? The Blood Sect was wiped out last night by a mysterious force. Sect Master Fan Lao died in seclusion.....his death was horrifying!"
"That beast Fan Lao finally got what he deserved. Whoever did this has rid the Black Corner Region of a major scourge!"
"Who could possibly destroy the Blood Sect so quickly? Fan Lao was fifth on the Black List!"
"Exactly....fifth place isn't something just anyone can replace!"
The news sparked mixed reactions. Many celebrated....mostly those who had once suffered under the Blood Sect's cruelty.
Meanwhile, other major factions felt both alarmed and uneasy.
They wondered what kind of power could silently eradicate the Blood Sect without anyone noticing, a dark cloud settling over their hearts.
After the Blood Sect's fall, its dependent minor forces and the few disciples who had escaped by chance became hunted prey, ruthlessly pursued by former enemies.
After destroying the Blood Sect, Ye Chen rested at an inn in a nearby city.
Compared to places like the Jia Ma Empire, resources in the Black Corner Region were vastly richer.
Although the Blood Sect's overall strength rivaled that of the Yun Lan Sect, its accumulated treasures were far more abundant.
From this single raid alone, Ye Chen obtained nearly a hundred storage rings, along with vast quantities of pills, magic cores, Dou Techniques, and cultivation methods.
Among them were many high-grade Xuan-tier techniques, though no Earth-tier methods were found.
The Blood Sect's core cultivation art, the Blood Origin Art, was not high in rank but extremely sinister...this was precisely why its disciples relied on consuming blood to cultivate.
In addition, Fan Lao had mastered several secret techniques that complemented the Blood Origin Art.
One of them, the Blood Devouring Art, allowed the user to imbue their Dou Qi with bloodlust, draining an enemy's vitality to replenish their own—a powerful combat method indeed.
Another notable art was the Blood Escape Technique, an exceptional method for fleeing and evading pursuit.
Its flaw, however, was its enormous cost....each use caused severe cultivation regression and long-lasting side effects.
Had Fan Lao not been so utterly outmatched, this technique might have given him a chance to escape.
All things considered, the gains from pillaging the Blood Sect were immense.
Once these spoils were brought back to the Jia Ma Empire, its overall strength would undoubtedly rise dramatically.
As the saying goes—one cannot grow rich without windfall gains.
Raiding just a single Black Corner Region faction had yielded such staggering profits.
Ye Chen couldn't help but consider doing it again.
"So… who should be next?"
Holding a teacup in his hand, Ye Chen fell into quiet contemplation.
Black Skull Ridge was a land buried beneath countless corpses, steeped in an overwhelming aura of death.
Ordinary people would never dare step foot here.
Many years ago, this place had been nothing more than an unremarkable mountain range.
Everything changed after the arrival of the first master of the Black Skull Tomb.
Upon descending here, he had buried several thousand people alive within these mountains, transforming the entire region into a land of death.
The cultivation methods practiced by the Black Skull Tomb required the absorption of vast quantities of deathly energy to strengthen oneself.
As a result, at regular intervals, large numbers of people would be captured and buried alive within these mountains to replenish the death aura that had been consumed.
The cultivation grounds of the Black Skull Tomb's disciples consisted of dark, gloomy caves.
Beneath these caves, and all around them, countless corpses lay buried. Streams of corpse qi continuously seeped out, never ceasing.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Under the cover of night, two black shadows flickered rapidly, arriving before a cave located deep within the mountain range.
This was the place where the deathly aura of the entire Black Skull Tomb was at its densest.
It was also the cultivation chamber of the Tomb Master himself.
"Tomb Master!"
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