gle glance, Fang Yu knew that this person was also a cultivator, with a cultivation level at the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Stage. 。In today's terms, that would be a congenital martial artist. 。...Realizing this, Fang Yu's brows furrowed.

If these four holy spirits are all manufactured products, then... their will would inevitably be the same as that of the death knights, obeying orders blindly and never disobeying. They would certainly never betray for self-preservation.

Thus, trying to extract any useful information from this so-called Holy Spirit... would be nearly impossible.

"Bang!"

The Holy Spirit was knocked to the ground, making a dull thud.

"You're irresponsible, you know that You only finished half his face." Fang Yu stood up and said calmly.

"Kill me... Spare my life, just give me a chance to fight back." The Holy Spirit looked up at Fang Yu, his voice cold.

"I'm curious, why are you called the Holy Spirit Are all beings produced by the Holy Institution called Holy Spirits Or is there another meaning" Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and asked.

The Holy Spirit remained silent, offering no answer to Fang Yu's question.

Fang Yu crouched down again, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the creature's head.

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A burst of light erupted from his hand.

The Holy Spirit shuddered, his body instantly becoming rigid.

At this moment, Fang Yu's divine sense had already invaded the soul of the Holy Spirit.

He used the most basic form of soul searching.

This method works well for cultivators with low cultivation levels, but once their cultivation level is high enough, their soul spirit is basically locked, and any divine sense finds it difficult to intrude.

Forcibly breaking into a soul would leave behind no memories, only a scattering of fragmented souls.

But under the current circumstances, Fang Yu has no other choice but to give it a try.

However, the Holy Spirit before him was empty even of a soul.

Fang Yu's divine sense easily penetrated it, but found nothing.

There was no way, so I had to back out.

Fang Yu looked at the holy spirit, his brow furrowed.

It seems there's no way to pry any information out of him.

Fang Yu stood up and walked out of the cell slowly.

“Kill me…” the Holy Spirit spoke from behind.

"I will certainly kill you, don't worry, there are a few others who will die with you." Fang Yu said without looking back.

……

Leaving the dungeon, Fang Yu returned to the Zhixin Pavilion headquarters again through the circular mark released by Bebe.

Here, over a thousand members of the Zhinxin Pavilion sect are under his control.

Since we can't get information from the Holy Spirit, then...we'll just have to start with the disciples at the Zhixin Pavilion headquarters.

However, when Fang Yu returned to the headquarters of Zixin Pavilion, he was dumbfounded by the scene before him.

The over a thousand disciples of the Zhixin Pavilion who were originally under his control... still stood where they were.

They were just all bleeding from their seven orifices, eyes vacant and lifeless.

There was no other aura on them, only the stench of death.

They all died.

Fang Yu furrowed his brows, scanning the surroundings, and released his divine sense to search once more.

The entire Zhixin Pavilion headquarters has been reduced to ruins. There is not a trace of unusual energy inside, nor can any special items be found.

Besides Zhixin Pavilion, many cultivators had obviously learned of the commotion that had occurred there and were silently releasing their divine senses to focus on the situation.

"Supreme Lord."

Fang Yu was still deep in thought when a voice suddenly rang out in his ears. It was Chi Xuan.

"What's wrong" Fang Yu asked.

“According to your order, I sent my demon minions to clean up the Zhixin Pavilion, but several of them reported... When they arrived at Zhixin Pavilion, they found that all members inside were dead... And the Zhixin Pavilion itself was destroyed, with no valuable items found.”

"Did they all die with blood flowing from their seven orifices" Fang Yu looked at the group of corpses standing before him and asked.

"...Yes." Chi Xuan replied.

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickering.

It seems... that after the lord's death, there has already been a major cleanup within Zhixin Pavilion.

All members of the Zixin Pavilion perished, along with the pavilion itself, leaving no trace whatsoever.

Such a move is simply incredible.

Of course, for the cultivators of Zixin Pavilion, their ending was quite tragic.

Most of these trustworthy cultivators must have come from various races on the Yunyun Continent.

Their death was certainly not their intention, nor their choice.

But the moment they joined Zhinxin Ge, their lives were no longer in their own hands.

"So well done... it seems that some of the loyalists still managed to slip through the net." Fang Yu stroked his chin, thinking to himself.

But under the current circumstances, it would be basically impossible to catch any more fish that slipped through the net.

The Zhixin Pavilion has reached a dead end, all clues have been severed, and no intelligence can be obtained.

Fang Yu glanced at the corpses before him once more, then raised his hand.

"Boom!"

The sky was filled with fire, covering everything.

These corpses with blood flowing from their seven orifices quickly turned to ashes.

"Baby, return to the Heavenly Dao sect."

"Woof!"

Bebé released a circular seal mark.

Fang Yu returned to the Heavenly Dao Sect.e old man said.Yemo's eyes flickered.He originally thought that subordinates of the elder's level shouldn't be qualified to know about this.To my surprise, the old man straight away told me why he had...