Rebirth of a Cute Kid's Parallel World Adventures

Chapter 149 The Sinful Sect 3

When Hua Yeman and the others heard this nightmarish news, flames of anger burned fiercely in their chests, and the rage in their hearts seemed to turn into raging lava that would burn the entire world to ashes.

They never imagined that those wicked sects would be so heartless as to commit such a heinous act against an unarmed village.

Without a moment's delay, they set off immediately, their figures shooting off towards the village like arrows released from a bow.

Everyone was filled with anxiety and worry, and terrifying scenarios kept flashing through their minds.

It's unimaginable what a horrific scene will unfold next.

When Hua Yeman and the others rushed to the village, they were met with a shocking scene of devastation.

The once peaceful and tranquil village is now unrecognizable.

Most of the houses had been mercilessly burned down by the raging fire. After the flames subsided, only collapsed ruins remained, and the pungent smell of burning permeated the air.

These ruins are scattered haphazardly, as if silently telling the story of the suffering this place once endured.

On the wide street, corpses lay scattered about, a gruesome sight.

Some villagers had missing limbs, with their arms or legs severed, and congealed black blood still remaining at the wounds.

Some were so disfigured that their original appearance was completely unrecognizable; only a blurry outline could be vaguely discerned as human, which was quite horrifying.

Crimson blood gushed from these corpses, pooling into streams that flowed slowly down the ground.

The flowing blood shimmered eerily in the sunlight, as if it were the resentful gaze of the deceased.

The once fertile land, stained with blood, took on a striking crimson color, as if the earth itself was weeping and wailing for the innocent lives lost.

The villagers who had miraculously survived were all pale and filled with terror.

They seemed to have lost their souls, their bodies trembling, huddled in the shadows of the street corner, as fragile as autumn leaves in the cold wind.

Everyone's eyes were filled with deep despair and endless fear—a fear of death and a sense of bewilderment at their unknown fate.

They stared blankly at everything before them, seemingly still unable to recover from the sudden disaster.

Hua Yeman stood in the middle of this bloody place, staring intently at the tragic scene before her.

She clenched her teeth so hard that her gums broke, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

However, she felt no pain at all; she had only one thought in her mind—revenge!

Her eyes flashed with ruthlessness as she secretly vowed in her heart: "I will make those evil sects pay for their crimes in blood, seek justice for the innocent people who died, and severely punish these heartless villains!"

Just then, the sound of a child crying came from not far away. The cry was innocent and helpless, and it sounded particularly heartbreaking in this bloody atmosphere.

Following the sound, they saw several henchmen from a sinister sect, wielding gleaming broadswords, their faces contorted with rage, glaring at a group of people who were wailing in fear.

The terrified children approached step by step. They huddled together, their eyes filled with fear and despair, their small bodies shivering in the cold wind.

Upon seeing this, Hua Yeman's eyes widened instantly in fury, blazing with rage. Her eyes seemed to burn like flames, wishing she could incinerate these wicked lackeys immediately.

With a furious shout, her voice boomed like thunder in the air, and she shot out like lightning, charging straight at the group of henchmen.

She moved very fast, creating a whirlwind that sent sand and gravel flying everywhere.

Her aunt and the wolf king followed closely behind her without hesitation.

The old woman's gaze was firm, the weapon in her hand gleamed coldly, and her steps were light and agile, each step carrying a resolute momentum.

The wolf king looked up to the sky and roared, its voice shaking the surrounding houses. Like a black lightning bolt, it charged towards the enemy with unstoppable momentum.

The three of them swept in like a raging hurricane, with overwhelming force.

Their movements were swift as the wind, their techniques fierce and deadly. Hua Yeman moved with agility, her sword flashing with cold light as she wielded it.

Each sword strike contained immense power, and wherever the sword wind passed, the henchmen scattered in fear.

With her rich combat experience, the old aunt skillfully weaved among the enemies, her weapon accurately stabbing their vital points.

The wolf king is even more ferocious; its sharp claws are like steel knives, and each pounce can inflict enormous damage on its enemies.

In just a few moves, they used overwhelming force to beat the henchmen so badly that they collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

For a moment, cries and pleas for mercy rose and fell, but Hua Yeman and the others showed no sign of softening.

Filled with anger and hatred towards these villains, they continued to strike without mercy.

Under the furious attack of the crowd, these henchmen all died on the spot in a short time.

Upon returning, Hua Yeman and her team quickly completed their preparations. Each of them, filled with unwavering determination, was eager and ready to face the impending battle.

On a bright and sunny morning, sunlight streamed down onto the earth, illuminating a vibrant scene.

Birds sang merrily on the branches, and a gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers.

However, behind this seemingly peaceful and tranquil scene lies a thrilling battle between good and evil.

The three sisters, Variegated Vine, Variegated Grass, and Variegated Green, are all heroic and spirited, carrying swords on their backs and radiating confidence and perseverance.

They led a large group of like-minded people and marched in a mighty procession toward the infamous and sinful sect.

The eyes of everyone in the team were filled with determination, and their steps were neat and powerful. They all shared a common goal in their hearts—to eradicate evil and restore peace to the world.

Their steps were firm and powerful, their eyes revealing determination, all for the sake of saving all living beings and restoring peace and tranquility to the world.

Along the way, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, the trees were lush and green, and the mountain streams flowed gently, as if playing a beautiful melody.

But the sisters had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery; all they could think about was reaching their destination as soon as possible and eradicating the evil forces.

They knew that behind that evil sect, countless innocent lives were suffering, and only by eliminating it as soon as possible could peace be restored to the world.

Just as they were forging ahead, the gears of fate began to turn quietly.

As if drawn by some mysterious force, they unexpectedly encountered a mysterious old man in a secluded valley.

Surrounded by lush vegetation, this valley is serene and tranquil, like a paradise on earth.

The surrounding area is shaded by green trees and lush with flowers and plants. Sunlight filters through the gaps in the branches and leaves, creating dappled patterns of light and shadow.

The air is filled with the fresh scent of flowers and the fragrance of earth, making one feel as if they are in a fairyland.