These villagers were like prisoners of war.
They had been forcefully dragged into this haunted inn by some kind of evil technique.
The speed was fast. In a moment, 100 people were pulled in, and then 200 people were pulled in.
At the end of the group was a guy with a white face and a ghost face. He was different from the villagers in the group. Although he was at the back of the group, he was not in a hurry and was very steady.
He did not look like a captive.
He looked more like he was escorting the villagers.
His face was evil.
He was obviously not human.
Seeing this, Lin Fan almost instinctively felt that these people who looked like villagers were actually villagers. They should have been captured by ghosts and monsters and brought here.
And that guy with a white face and a ghost face was no doubt a ghost.
These villagers were most likely captured and escorted here. And the thing that brought them here should be the Five Ghosts Transfer Technique.
This made Lin Fan think of the disappeared Ge Village.
And these villagers most likely had the same fate as the villagers of Ge Village. They did not disappear from the world. They were captured and taken away.
What awaited them was most likely an ending worse than death.
Thinking of this, Lin Fan was filled with grief and indignation. He felt sad for these innocent and pitiful villagers and was angry at the Xuanming Sect's outrageous acts.
He pulled out his big saber and almost instinctively rushed toward the haunted inn.
The guy with a white face and a ghost face was obviously bringing up the rear. The moment he stepped into the inn's door, he suddenly turned around and looked around. He immediately saw Lin Fan rushing over.
His pale ghost face suddenly shook. Then, he rushed into the inn and let out a strange cry. Then, he waved his hand. Immediately, four black shadows pounced on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan continued to rush forward. The big saber in his hand slashed repeatedly. The Eighteen Frenzied Blood Saber Technique and the Thunder Saber Technique were performed at the same time. His Qi, blood, and thunder exploded together. With swishing sounds, the five black shadows that pounced on him were all cut in half.
After breaking through the obstacles, he swung his saber at the guy with a white face and a ghost face.
The white-faced ghost face waved its hand and threw out a chain. The chain was completely black, and it rushed over like a python, emitting a ghostly howl.
Lin Fan slashed out with his saber and slashed at the chain. Blood Qi and lightning intertwined on his saber and suppressed the chain with a bang.
Seeing that he couldn't stop Lin Fan, the white-faced ghost-faced guy's face changed dramatically, revealing an anxious and frightened expression. At this time, he shook the chain in his hand. Suddenly, the broken chain rose up like a python. After a slight spin, it was like a huge whip, whistling towards Lin Fan.
There were ferocious and terrifying ghostly faces on the chains. The moment the chains were thrown out, the ghostly faces all opened their mouths and let out roars. The roars were like a tide, like the cries of angry ghosts at night. It was frightening.
Lin Fan didn't dodge and continued to rush forward. The saber in his right hand went straight for the white-faced ghost-faced man's face. His left hand reached for the chain, ready to take the chain at any time.
Seeing Lin Fan's saber coming, the white-faced ghost-faced man panicked. His figure flashed and at the same time, he withdrew the chain in his hand. However, he avoided the saber, but he couldn't completely withdraw the chain. When the chain was about to hit Lin Fan, it was caught by Lin Fan's left hand.
At this time, ghostly howls rang out in the inn. It wasn't a single ghostly howl, but a group of ghostly howls. If one listened carefully, they would discover that there were five ghostly howls.
Accompanied by this howl, the entire inn hummed, and the huge building seemed to be uprooting itself from the ground …
In fact, it was uprooting itself from the ground …
The white-faced ghost-faced man's face was filled with panic. His gaze swept over Lin Fan with hatred and then fell on the chain. He wanted to abandon it, but there was a bit of reluctance. In a moment of desperation, he grabbed the chain with both hands and fiercely pulled.
Not only did Lin Fan not let go, but he also took advantage of the situation. Along with the chain, he was pulled into the inn.
The next moment.
Lin Fan felt a burst of dizziness. Countless lights and shadows flashed in front of his eyes. Countless faces swayed. Those were the helpless faces of the villagers. Countless ghostly faces swayed and laughed. Countless ghostly howls rang in his ears. They were sinister, treacherous, and seemed to have succeeded …
Lin Fan immediately felt that something was wrong. He immediately activated the Zishu Yi Hua Technique, turning all the Yin Qi in his body into Yang Qi. After the Yang Qi and Zhen Qi combined, he became a True Yang Body. Those ghostly faces that were gradually approaching froze, then showed fear and slowly retreated …
But the dizziness still didn't disappear …
It didn't lessen, but instead continued to worsen.
In the end, his vision turned black and he lost consciousness.
After an unknown period of time.
There was a bang.
Lin Fan felt pain all over his body. He felt like he had been thrown onto a hard piece of ground. Under the pain, he woke up a little, but his mind was still a little confused, and his vision was a little blurry …
His vision was limited by his consciousness, but his sense of smell was still normal. He first smelled a strong smell of blood.
His hearing was also normal.
At that moment, he heard a clear voice.
He said in an excited tone, "Yes, not bad. Ancestor bless us. This time, it went quite smoothly. There are 210 people. The amount of blood is enough."
"Yes." Another dignified and rough voice said, "When it's midnight, push all these people into the blood pool and activate the Blood Qi Recovery Array. The Ancestor will be revived, and the world will be assured. Hahahaha …"
Lin Fan was shocked. He shook his head and tried his best to open his eyes. His vision gradually became clear. At that moment, he saw that he was no longer in the White Cloud Inn. Instead, he was in a huge underground palace.
The four walls of the underground palace were filled with torches. The jumping flames illuminated the underground palace red. There were villagers everywhere on the ground around him. They were the villagers he saw at the haunted inn. It was obvious that they had been brought here.
Some of them were still moving. It was obvious that they were not dead.
The strong smell of blood was pungent. When Lin Fan looked into the distance, he saw a huge pool in the middle of the underground palace. The pool was filled with blood.
A strange-looking crystal coffin floated quietly in the pool of blood. There seemed to be a person lying inside. There were corpses floating in the pool of blood. Those corpses were soaked in the pool of blood, but they were shriveled up.
When he turned his gaze to the other side, he saw two people standing about five meters away from him. They were both in their forties or fifties, and they were dressed in brocade robes. They had imposing appearances, and they both had a lofty aura and posture.
Among them, the one with the long beard had a pair of eyes that were as sharp as a hawk's. He had an ambitious aura that could conquer the world. There was even a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Lin Fan stared at that face and was instantly stunned.
He was the Magistrate of Jiang Province, Shangguan Yunce.
As the Governor of Jingye Province, Lin Fan had to attend court meetings sometimes. At one of those meetings, he was introduced to the Magistrate of Jiang Province by Ji Luan.
The middle-aged man beside Shangguan Yunce looked very similar to Shangguan Yunce. They seemed to be brothers.
The two people who were talking just now were them.
At this moment, a voice rang out, "Big Brother, don't worry!"
Along with this voice, a person ran over and stopped in front of Shangguan Yunce. He nodded and said, "Big Brother, although this Blood Qi Recovery Array was passed down by our Old Ancestor, its authenticity can't be verified. Moreover, before our Old Ancestor died, he told us that we can't guarantee its safety. We can't activate it unless it's a last resort. Therefore, I hope Big Brother can reconsider …"
"Reconsider?"
Shangguan Yun Ce showed an angry expression. He pointed at the blood pool and the more than 200 villagers on the ground. "I've put in so much effort and spent so much effort. My official career, my future, and your second brother's Profound Underworld Sect have all been staked. Now you're telling me to reconsider?
… "
The middle-aged man beside him, who was the Sect Master of the Mysterious Underworld Sect, Shangguan Yunhe, glanced at the man who ran over. He stroked his sleeves and said in his clear and ancient voice, "Yunqing, don't try to persuade him anymore. Now that everything is ready, we only need the east wind …"
Shangguan Yunqing said, "Second Brother, we're not only staking Big Brother's official career, but also your Mysterious Underworld Sect and our entire Shangguan Clan."
"Fourth Brother, are you afraid?
Let me tell you, everyone in our Shangguan Clan is staking it. If one of us suffers, all of us suffer. If you dare to change your mind halfway, I'll first push you into the blood pool and sacrifice you to our Old Ancestor … "
Hearing this, Lin Fan's heart thumped wildly.
This place was not the ghost inn, nor was it some other place. Instead, it should be the Profound Underworld Sect that was several hundred kilometers away. He and the two hundred or so villagers had been transported by the Five Ghosts to the Profound Underworld Sect's underground palace.