The System Arrives: Leading My Clan to Become the Strongest

133: The Devastation of the Bone-Eating Netherworld SectAfter speaking, his hands quickly formed seals while chanting incantations. The ghost qi around him transformed into a massive black python dozens of feet long. The python was enveloped in corrosive venom, and it opened its bloody maw to lunge fiercely at the Ancestral Court Void Refining Realm Cultivator.

This was the lifebound Divine Ability of the Bone-Corroding Netherworld Sect’s Void Refining stage—the Netherworld Python Fiend. It possessed boundless power, capable of devouring a Cultivator’s spiritual power and corroding their Primordial Spirit.

The Ancestral Court Void Refining Realm Cultivator’s expression turned solemn, but he showed no fear.

With a wave of his hand, the golden light around him condensed into a golden longsword. The blade was covered in complex runes, radiating an awe-inspiring righteous aura.

Holding the longsword, his figure blurred as he transformed into a golden stream of light, slashing toward the massive black python with a sharp sword momentum and the resolve to slay demons.

”Chila!”

The golden longsword collided violently with the black python. Sword light flickered, and ghost qi scattered in all directions.

The massive black python let out a shrill scream as it was sliced in two by the golden longsword, turning into a sky full of black mist that dissipated into the world.

Mo Tu felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. He spat out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes filled with unbelievable horror.

”How is this possible? How is your Haoran Spiritual Power so strong that it can counter my Netherworld Python Fiend like this?”

”Evil can never prevail over righteousness; this is an eternal truth!”

The Ancestral Court Void Refining Realm Cultivator gave a cold snort and, holding his golden longsword, charged at Mo Tu once more.

The sword light was like a ribbon, every strike aimed at vital points. Each attack carried a majestic Haoran Power, forcing Mo Tu to retreat repeatedly, struggling to cope.

The two fought back and forth, locked in a heated battle. Golden sword light and black ghost qi intertwined in mid-air, forming a bizarre curtain of light. The booming sounds were deafening, and energy shockwaves continuously rippled outward, making the entire battlefield tremble.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Zhan Ding led four Spirit Transformation Realm Cultivators in a fierce battle against four Spirit Transformation Realm Elders of the Netherworld Sect.

Zhan Ding held a golden spear, its shadows moving like dragons. Every thrust carried the sound of breaking wind and contained Haoran Righteous Qi.

His opponent was a white-haired Soul Transformation Elder of the Netherworld Sect, holding a black staff topped with a skull that continuously released black ghost fire toward Zhan Ding.

”Ancestral Court brat, you’re looking for death!”

The white-haired Elder roared in anger and waved his staff. The black ghost fire instantly surged, turning into a sea of flames that swept toward Zhan Ding.

Zhan Ding’s gaze remained unchanged. With a flick of his golden spear, the tip burst with brilliant golden light, forming a golden barrier that blocked the black ghost fire.

The ghost fire hit the barrier with a sizzling sound but could not break through its defense.

Taking the opportunity to counterattack, his golden spear shot out like a venomous snake from its hole, piercing toward the white-haired Elder’s chest.

Startled, the white-haired Elder quickly dodged to the side. The golden spear grazed past his ribs, bringing forth a spray of black blood mist.

Not daring to be careless, he hurriedly channeled his ghost qi to condense a ghost claw, reaching for Zhan Ding’s head.

Zhan Ding’s footwork shifted, his figure evading the ghost claw as if teleporting. Simultaneously, he swung his golden spear horizontally toward the white-haired Elder’s waist.

The white-haired Elder dodged clumsily but was still struck by the wind of the spear. His waist was left bloodied, causing him to grimace in pain.

On the other side, the four Ancestral Court Spirit Transformation Realm Cultivators and the three Netherworld Sect Spirit Transformation Realm Elders were also fighting intensely.

The Haoran Power of the Ancestral Court Cultivators naturally countered the evil Cultivators. Golden Sword Qi crisscrossed, each strand easily tearing through ghost qi, forcing the Elders of the Bone-Corroding Netherworld Sect to retreat step by step.

One Bone-Corroding Netherworld Sect Elder was pincered by two Ancestral Court Cultivators. Struggling to defend himself, he was already covered in wounds.

He tried to activate a secret technique to break through the encirclement but was struck in the shoulder by a golden Sword Qi. With a scream, he was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground, unable to get back up.

”I’ll leave this one to you.”

Seeing the opponent injured, one of them finished speaking and charged toward the remaining Bone-Corroding Netherworld Sect Disciples.

Holding a golden long saber, a flash of saber light produced a golden Saber Qi dozens of feet long, slashing into the crowd.

Screams rose one after another as the Bone-Corroding Netherworld Sect Disciples fell like harvested wheat, completely unable to withstand the crushing force of a Spirit Transformation Realm Cultivator.

”Run, quickly!”

A Nascent Soul Stage Disciple was scared out of his wits, turning around to flee.

The Ancestral Court Spirit Transformation Realm Cultivator snorted coldly. His figure blurred, instantly appearing behind the Disciple. With a swing of his golden saber, the Nascent Soul Stage Disciple’s head flew off, blood spraying everywhere.

”Since you’ve come, then all of you stay!”

The Ancestral Court Spirit Transformation Realm Cultivator’s voice was cold and heartless as his saber danced, continuously harvesting the lives of the Netherworld Sect Disciples.

The Netherworld Sect Cultivators grew more alarmed and desperate as the battle progressed.

They had originally thought that with their numerical advantage and Elder Mo Tu’s Void Refining stage cultivation, they could easily take down the people from the Ancestral Court. However, they hadn’t expected the Ancestral Court’s strength to be so formidable.

Elder Mo Tu of the Void Refining stage was pinned down by the opponent’s Void Refining expert, making it difficult to determine a victor. The four Spirit Transformation Realm Elders were being pressed hard by Zhan Ding and the others, each heavily injured and in danger of falling at any moment. Meanwhile, the Nascent Soul Stage and Out of Body Stage Disciples were being unilaterally slaughtered by an Ancestral Court Spirit Transformation Realm Cultivator, completely powerless to fight back.

”Grand Elder, we can’t hold on any longer!”

A Netherworld Sect Spirit Transformation Realm Elder shouted loudly, his voice filled with despair.

One of his arms had already been severed by golden Sword Qi, leaving him bloodied and his combat power greatly reduced.

From the corner of his eye, Mo Tu saw that his Disciples were almost all dead or wounded and the four Spirit Transformation Realm Elders were at their wits’ end. A sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

He knew that today’s outcome was already decided. If they continued to fight, only death awaited them.

”Curse you! Ancestral Court, I will not rest until you are destroyed!”

Mo Tu roared, a flash of ruthlessness and determination crossing his eyes.

He knew that to escape from the encirclement of two Void Refining and five Spirit Transformation experts, he had to use that forbidden technique.

He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of essence blood, which transformed into a bizarre rune in the air.

At the same time, his hands quickly formed seals while he chanted. The ghost qi around him surged frantically, even faintly emitting an aura of destruction.

”Blood Sacrifice Great Art!”

The Ancestral Court Void Refining Realm Cultivator’s expression changed as he cried out in alarm.

”Mo Tu, you’re crazy! This forbidden technique will cost you a thousand years of cultivation and half of your Lifespan!”

The Blood Sacrifice Great Art was a forbidden secret technique of the Netherworld Sect. By using one’s own essence blood and cultivation as a catalyst, it could instantly trigger power several times one’s own while tearing through space to achieve short-distance teleportation.

However, the price of this technique was immense. Not only would it consume a thousand years of cultivation, but it would also take away half of one’s Lifespan. No one would easily use it unless it was a matter of life and death.

”Crazy? If I don’t go crazy today, I’ll die here!”

A hint of madness flashed in Mo Tu’s eyes.

”People of the Ancestral Court, you just wait. One day, my Netherworld Sect will surely trample the Ancestral Court and avenge the Disciples who died today!”