Guo Li just grabbed the bamboo bone frame, and the Magic Artifact soared into the air with a buzzing sound, so fast that the wind roared in his ears, and his hair was wildly blown.

The night wind, carrying a strong scent of blood, rushed toward him. He looked down and saw a few ghostly green flames flashing through the forest below—seven or eight demon creatures with human faces and spider bodies were dragging sacks as they rushed along, and a red shoe embroidered with mandarin ducks protruded from one of the sacks.

Households Commander Zuo flung out the Nine-Ring Saber, and the Demon Suppression Talisman wrapped around the blade exploded with a bang, unleashing a powerful force like a cannonball, flipping two Spider Demons to the ground.

The foul-smelling Demon Blood splattered on the sack, corroding a twisted human face on it, as if narrating endless suffering.

Guo Li only felt the Mechanical Wings in his palm suddenly heat up, and three Bone-piercing Nails shot out from the wing tips with a sharp whistling sound.

Immediately afterward, the Blue Kite Wing carried him downwards like a meteor. The intense sensation of weightlessness churned his stomach, and at that moment, a pale hand suddenly reached out from the sack.

"Beware of the Demon Art!" Households Commander Zuo shouted, his voice resonating like a great bell, quickly throwing out the Demon Binding Rope, which drew an arc in the air, pulling Guo Li back.

Below, the "bride's" facial skin melted like wax, revealing a mouth full of suction cups. The demon's abdomen split open, spewing out a torrent of sticky spider silk, entangled with dozens of villagers' fingernails, a scene of utter horror.

Guo Li was truly ruthless, forcefully suppressing his urge to vomit, drew his waist saber, and performed the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber Technique personally taught by Xu Qing.

This Saber Technique, which he had been guided through in dreams by the young master, had allowed him to grasp the Sword Intent.

As the Saber Technique was executed, the Tiger Roar was constant, and the energy seemed to condense into a fierce black tiger, shredding the spider silk.

Then, Households Commander Zuo turned his blade, and the Demon Suppression Talisman on the Nine-Ring Saber ignited with a blue flame, a raging fire like an angry fire beast, burning the spider silk to ashes.

Guo Li took the opportunity to throw out three Thunder Fire Talismans, which turned into scarlet lightning in mid-air, splitting open the ancient locust tree where the demon hid. The tree's core exploded loudly, revealing an altar made of flesh and blood—upon the altar were seven skull lamps, with the lamp oil being marrow, emitting a nauseating stench.

"An Esoteric Sect's flesh mandala!" Households Commander Zuo's pupils shrank dramatically, bursting with anger and shock inside.

He had studied art at the Lao Mountain Shangqing Palace and was quite knowledgeable about the secret techniques of various sects worldwide. He recognized at a glance that this was the Array of the Snow Mountain Drolma Temple.

This altar, which should have been dedicated to the Buddha, had been altered into such a cannibal demon den!

The Nine-Ring Saber suddenly trembled violently, the crimson flame surged like a blazing sun, crushing inch by inch the twisted swastika symbol on the altar.

From the depths of the demon fog came a low chanting, the sound seemingly from the depths of Hell, sending shivers down one's spine.

Eight red-robed lamas appeared, moving to the rhythm of drums made of human skin, the leader holding a Gabala Bowl, in which the souls of boys and girls from Niu Village floated, their faces still etched with terror and despair.

"Why persist, Benefactor Zuo?" The lama smiled while turning a Scripture Scroll, the six-word mantra carved on the scroll seeping black blood, "These ignorant villagers offering up to the Black Sky Demon King is indeed a rare opportunity to escape the cycle of reincarnation."

Guo Li, being quite a notorious figure himself, couldn't help his overflowing anger upon hearing such shameless words from the other side, "You demonic monks, utter nonsense. If this counts as an opportunity, do you believe, I'll set up a whole set for your entire family..."

As he spoke, he exerted all his strength to slash out with the "Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber," the Sword Qi transformed into five ferocious tigers, roaring through the forest, pounding towards the blood-flesh altar before them.

Households Commander Zuo naturally followed suit.

With their combined efforts, the altar was quickly smashed to pieces.

Leading the group, the lama was already in his death throes. He suddenly tore off his human skin mask, revealing a face covered in lumps.

The gill-like organ at his neck opened and closed violently, spewing a foul poisonous mist, and in a hoarse voice, he coldly said, "Buddha has long since laid numerous altars along the Yellow River. If you southerners dare cross the Yellow River..."

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At dawn, the faint sunlight struggled to penetrate the clouds, falling on the land of Niu Village, which had endured so much hardship. However, the village was shrouded in a deathly silence, as if time had frozen at that moment. The ruins appeared especially desolate in the morning light, with occasional cawing of crows adding to the bleakness and sorrow.

The villagers of Niu Village, filled with grief and fear, carefully searched through the ruins of the ancestral hall. This place that once carried the villagers' faith and hope had now turned into rubble.

Their movements were cautious, as if afraid of disturbing the souls of the departed with every brick they turned. Finally, they found thirty mummified corpses, each with a miniature Esoteric Vajra Pestle embedded in their foreheads.

Households Commander Zuo, with a solemn gaze, stepped forward, squatted down, and carefully examined the Vajra Pestles. His eyes revealed vigilance and doubt, keenly noticing that the inscriptions on the pestles were very peculiar, resembling drops of fresh blood, emitting a mysterious aura under the morning light.

Guo Zhuang stood beside him, meticulous in his work, and had already noted down much relevant information before coming. At that moment, he stepped slightly forward and whispered, "This is the unique Hidden Weapon of the Snow Mountain Envoys under Prince Yu's command. It appears that the person who acted is at least a Commander of Punishment among the Blood Drippers."

Households Commander Zuo twitched at the mention of the word "households."

Nearby, upon hearing this, Guo Li couldn't help but curse, "Big brother, I think these Esoteric Buddhism Monks are cannibals. Even the Demon Cultivators of Heshan Tao are more human than them."

Households Commander Zuo sighed, with a bit of helplessness and lament in his expression: "I heard that the ancestor master of the Esoteric Sect, Guru Padmasambhava, was also a highly accomplished person, holding a high status in Tubo. How did his disciples and followers become like this?"

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