I looked at Zhu Ziyan and said, "Your people, you deal with them yourself! Don't tell me to do it! I won't!"

Zhu Ziyan's face darkened immediately: "Xu Hong, can't you understand what I'm saying?"

Xu Hong almost knelt down: "Holy Maiden, we can exchange the smallest sacrifice for the greatest benefit, why not do it?"

Zhu Ziyan sneered, "Killing nine people is the smallest sacrifice."

"What can your subordinates do?"

"Their martial arts are not as good as Li Po's, their feng shui is no match for Ye Yang's, and in terms of Guiguan (Ghost Coffin) secret arts, who among you is a match for Lin Zhao and Lin Xian?"

"Your value is only this much!"

"If you are not even willing to show this last bit of value, then what do I need you for?"

Zhu Ziyan has always been like this. She has no intention of protecting her subordinates at all. As long as there is profit, she will sacrifice them. As for whether her subordinates are disloyal, it has never been within her consideration.

The blood drained from Xu Hong's face, and he trembled, wanting to say something, but in the end, he didn't.

He regretted it!

But there was no turning back for him!

Since he had already betrayed the Guiguan Men (Ghost Coffin Sect), he could only persevere to the end.

He couldn't afford the Jianghu's (martial world) punishment for traitors!

Xu Hong turned his head sharply and said, "You few, go over there!"

"Elder! You can't agree!" Just as a disciple was about to argue, Xu Hong's palm struck in front of him, and the powerful palm force smashed the other person's face to pieces!

Xu Hong pointed at the faceless corpse on the ground and roared, "We are already faceless people, all we have is our lives. Now, no one can turn back. If you don't want to die now, go over there. Maybe there is a chance of survival."

"If you die, I will take care of your families for three lifetimes!"

"Go now!"

Xu Hong's eyes were already bloodshot, and he stared at his disciples like a demon. If anyone else objected, he would kill them immediately.

Seeing that his disciples didn't move, Xu Hong simply pointed to one of them and said, "You, go over there!"

That person could only bite the bullet and walk forward. As soon as he took a step, Lin Zhao threw a coffin pendant next to the dead disciple.

The person who was sent out to sacrifice to the ghosts was the same one who had mocked Lin Zhao the most.

He thought that by mocking Lin Zhao, he could gain some favor in front of Xu Hong and exchange it for some benefits in the future.

He never expected that he would be among the first to be sent to his death.

He looked at Lin Zhao with a complex expression before walking towards the first coffin.

Before he even reached the coffin, a crack opened on it, and a jet-black giant hand stretched out from the coffin, grabbing the person by the waist and dragging him into the cracked coffin lid.

As soon as that person's feet disappeared into the crack in the coffin, a chilling sound of bones breaking erupted from the coffin, and scarlet blood splattered around his feet. The person also sank into the coffin inch by inch.

That person screamed heart-wrenchingly, "I regret it, I really regret it!"

"Lin Zhao... Lin Zhao... give me a coffin!"

"I don't want to die without a place to rest my soul!"

"Lin Zhao, give me a coffin!"

Lin Zhao took out a coffin pendant and threw it over.

"Thank..." When the person grabbed the coffin tightly in his hand, he originally wanted to say "thank you," but his last gratitude was drowned out by his screams.

I watched as the person's body disappeared into the coffin bit by bit, but he held onto the coffin pendant tightly.

The last word that person shouted was "Home."

Home?

He meant: only the Guiguan Men (Ghost Coffin Sect) was his home.

Only family members would not betray him.

But it was too late when he realized it!

Xu Hong pointed at another person with his eyes, "You, it's your turn!"

"Go to hell!" That person unexpectedly threw out a bundle of detonated explosives and rushed into the wilderness behind us at the fastest speed.

"Run!" Someone shouted from the crowd, and the Guiguan Men (Ghost Coffin Sect) disciples scattered like sheep, running in all directions.

Xu Hong chased after them and killed two people, but he couldn't stop the fleeing Guiguan Men (Ghost Coffin Sect) disciples.

"Bastard!" Zhu Ziyan cursed not those fleeing disciples, but Xu Hong. "Be careful of the explosives!"

Xu Hong was not far from Zhu Ziyan. The explosives thrown by the fleeing disciple happened to engulf Zhu Ziyan as well.

Instead of dealing with the explosives, Xu Hong chased after his disciples, wasn't that exposing her to danger?

Xu Hong had already chased after them. Zhu Ziyan's guards could only fly forward, pick up the explosives, and rush into the distance.

The panicked guard had no idea where he was rushing. By the time he wanted to let go, the explosives in his arms exploded, and he was torn to pieces on the spot.

That explosion seemed to awaken the ferocious creatures in the ancestral land. Coffins floated eerily around us, and grotesque ghost shadows burst out of the coffins, swarming towards the fleeing Guiguan Men (Ghost Coffin Sect) disciples.

Screams rose and fell around us, with human figures being torn apart everywhere, blood and severed limbs flying everywhere, and ferocious creatures gnawing on corpses everywhere.

The Guiguan Men (Ghost Coffin Sect) ancestral land was like a living hell for a time, extremely bloody.

At this time, I also stared at a stone coffin that was moving towards us.