Chapter 754: Old Acquaintances Turned Yao Cultivators

At this moment, the Jixian Sect was just like the Piaomiao Immortal Palace; it was densely packed with Yao cultivators, and a rough glance from the Void Realm revealed nearly one hundred thousand of them!

"This…" Xiao Fan's expression was one of great horror; he finally understood a bit of Ancestor Feng Xuan's anger from just a moment ago!

Such a scene was truly shocking!

The Ancestor of Jixian Sect was brimming with killing intent; his rage had already condensed into something tangible!

It wasn't just him; Warrior Feng, Hu Rui, and other Jixian Sect Disciples were the same, their killing intent boiling over!

"Kill!!" The Ancestor of Jixian Sect roared, and they all charged into the Jixian Sect together!

They were determined to annihilate all the Yao cultivators within the Jixian Sect!

Xiao Fan let out a breath, the tianzhu sword and dimie blade appeared in his hands, and he too charged into the Jixian Sect!

"Boom!"

"Rumble…"

Explosive sounds erupted within the Jixian Sect, and countless mists of blood burst open in the sky…

Among this group of Yao cultivators in the Jixian Sect, some were faces familiar to Xiao Fan…

Many of them were Outer Sect Disciples of the Jixian Sect…

"This…"

Xiao Fan's expression was one of great horror; he had actually seen Zhu Gang!

"Big, Big Brother…" Zhu Gang was pitch-black all over, with bristles growing on his head and sharp fangs, but Xiao Fan recognized him at a single glance.

"How did this happen?" Xiao Fan asked in a deep voice; he had originally thought Zhu Gang was dead, but he never expected…

"Big, Big Brother…" The voice of Zhu Gang, now turned into a Yao cultivator, was hoarse, but one could tell he was crying…

"I, I… back then in the Outer Sect of the Jixian Sect, a group of Yao cultivators suddenly appeared… I don't know how they snuck in, but they developed their forces in the Outer Sect. After they captured me, they forcibly fed me the Essence Blood of the Yao Race, turning me into a Yao cultivator…" Zhu Gang's expression trembled as he briefly recounted the past events to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan had heard before that the situation here at the Jixian Sect was the most severe, and no one knew when the Yao cultivators had snuck in.

"You…" Xiao Fan's expression was ugly; back when he left Jingchuan, he had run into this little fatty on the road.

The two of them had traveled to the Jixian Sect together, and later, he had even stood up for him.

Yet now, Zhu Gang had actually become a Yao cultivator…

Xiao Fan stood there, and no one approached; some Jixian Sect Disciples recognized Xiao Fan and vaguely realized that the Yao cultivator was Zhu Gang, recalling the relationship between the two.

"Big Brother… kill me." After a long while, Zhu Gang spoke hoarsely: "Living like this, needing to consume the blood of the Human Race, causes me pain… Big Brother, let me be free!"

"For so long, I have always wanted to die, but I never had the courage, Big Brother!" Zhu Gang cried, and Xiao Fan could tell that he was sincere!

Xiao Fan's expression was one of unbearable pain and hesitation; he sighed softly, and finally nodded…

If Zhu Gang had begged him not to do it, Xiao Fan would never have killed him!

But…

This was Zhu Gang's request!

"Do you have any other final wishes?" Xiao Fan asked as he looked at Zhu Gang.

"If there is a chance, help me kill my stepmother!" Zhu Gang gave a miserable laugh.

"If she is still alive, she will die!" Xiao Fan nodded, let out a breath, and slashed with his sword.

Xiao Fan slashed Zhu Gang into a mist of blood with a single sword strike!

Zhu Gang was dead, and Xiao Fan looked at the expression of relief that had been blooming on his face before he died.

And at this moment, a tear slid from the corner of Xiao Fan's eye…

"Yao cultivators…" Xiao Fan muttered to himself, his killing intent soaring…

He realized just how great the damage caused by turning members of the Human Race into Yao cultivators was!

It made him incredibly furious!

"Boom!"

"Rumble…"

Within the Jixian Sect, rivers of blood flowed; this was all the blood of the Yao cultivators…

Xiao Fan continued to move, appearing all over the Jixian Sect, slaying countless Yao cultivators!

Among these Yao cultivators, Xiao Fan also saw Hai Jiao and other Outer Sect Disciples…

After they saw Xiao Fan, their faces were full of shame and complexity.

In the end, they begged Xiao Fan to slay them!

"Do you have any final words?" Xiao Fan asked his old acquaintances.

"Big Brother Xiao, if there is a next life, I am willing to be your wife…" Hai Jiao, now turned into a Yao cultivator, spoke softly. Ever since Xiao Fan had saved her, his image had always been in her heart. Before she died, being able to speak her true feelings made her very satisfied.

"Alright." Xiao Fan replied softly, then slashed down with his sword.

Hearing Xiao Fan's answer, a happy smile appeared on Hai Jiao's face, and the next moment she turned into a mist of blood and dissipated into the Void Realm…

The old acquaintances from the Outer Sect of the Jixian Sect had died by his own sword…

Xiao Fan's heart was filled with sadness and grief…

The same thing was not happening only to Xiao Fan; Warrior Feng, Hu Rui, and others were experiencing the same!

Slaying old acquaintances who had become Yao cultivators caused them inexplicable pain.

The Jixian Sect Outer Sect Disciples had the highest number of people turned into Yao cultivators!

However, when these Yao cultivators faced their old acquaintances, they offered almost no resistance, all peacefully waiting for death.

The Ancestor of Jixian Sect had killed until his eyes turned red; these were all his Jixian Sect Disciples…

Yet now, they had to be killed by his own hand, the Old Ancestor!

"I don't know when the Yao cultivators snuck into the Outer Sect…" Xiao Fan muttered to himself, watching the Jixian Sect where rivers of blood flowed, and he did not continue to kill.

He was contemplating the information that old acquaintances like Zhu Gang had just told him.

"Is the Qingling Clan part of the Yao Race?" Xiao Fan transmitted his Divine Thought to ask the Artifact Spirit.

"No."