Slaughtering in All Directions! The Trembling Myriad Souls Cult!

Pingyang Prefecture, Kaihua County.

The county town, usually peaceful, prosperous, and thriving, had today received a group of unwelcome guests, turning into a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses!

"So this is the Ren-Rank Camp now? What a bunch of weaklings!"

A tattooed man planted his foot on a soldier's head and let out a wild, arrogant laugh.

"Let... let me go!"

The soldier beneath the tattooed man's foot roared miserably. He was just about to rise up and fight back when the man's large foot suddenly pressed down harder, crushing his head into the ground until his features were embedded in the dirt.

His entire body was covered in blood, with barely an intact spot left.

One arm had been torn off alive, exposing stark white bone.

Even so, he was still resisting.

"You bastard! Still trying to struggle?!"

The tattooed man kicked the soldier's body flying, then grabbed his head with one hand!

A wave of frigid power suddenly erupted from his palm!

"Ahhh—!!"

The soldier let out a shrill scream.

He felt as though the soul within his sea of consciousness was being forcibly torn apart and seized, the pain unbearable.

Then his body rapidly shriveled, as though every last bit of strength and blood had been forcibly drained from him.

In mere moments, he went from a living person to a dried-up corpse!

The tattooed man, meanwhile, opened his mouth and nose, greedily savoring the power of the soldier's soul.

Once he had absorbed it all, he felt utterly refreshed and exhilarated!

"Wonderful!"

He laughed loudly, then casually tossed the corpse in his hand onto the ground like garbage.

At that moment, the soldier's blood-soaked uniform was revealed, bearing the words "Third Battalion Squad Leader."

He was none other than Zhang Feng, Squad Leader of Third Battalion's First Squad!

There were only three battalions left in the Ren-Rank Camp, so they could no longer be assigned according to the previous battalion formations.

Thus, he had come to Kaihua County with Ling Rui and the others today to carry out a mission. He had initially thought they would only be facing a few ordinary martial artists.

But he never expected there to be several Seventh Rank Lesser Training experts!

This had turned his mission into a one-way trip.

"Absorbing souls is one thing, but you're still acting so arrogantly. Aren't you afraid at all?"

A man in purple beside him sneered.

"Afraid? What is there to fear?!"

The tattooed man laughed. "Without a Seventh Rank Great Training expert overseeing the Ren-Rank Camp, who in Pingyang Prefecture or Xuanyang Prefecture can control us? Who can kill us? Besides, I hear those Barbarians have been causing trouble nonstop as well. The Ren-Rank Camp is emptier than ever. Sending these few pieces of trash is probably already their limit!"

"Haven't you heard about that Jiang Bei who recently emerged in the Ren-Rank Camp?"

After absorbing a soldier's soul and casually tossing aside the body, a burly man looked over and said, "They say he killed dozens of Barbarians and a Seventh Rank Lesser Training expert at Yellow Wind Ridge. It seems the entire Ren-Rank Camp is under his control now!"

"Jiang Bei? A Seventh Rank Lesser Training expert? What a joke!"

The tattooed man scoffed disdainfully. "What kind of waves can a mere Seventh Rank Lesser Training expert stir up? We specialize in soul attacks—we are practically invincible among those of the same rank!"

"And we have a full four Seventh Rank Lesser Training experts here! He's only one man!"

"If that Jiang Bei dares come, I'll make sure he never leaves!!!"

The man's cold laughter echoed through Kaihua County, now a sea of blood and mountain of corpses.

"Faster! Faster!"

Elsewhere, Jiang Bei raced down the official road on horseback.

His grip on the reins tightened more and more as he continuously pushed his speed higher.

Ling Rui, Zhang Feng, and the others had gone to Kaihua County to carry out the mission. How could they possibly stand against several Seventh Rank experts from the Myriad Souls Cult?

Thinking of this, worry rose in his heart, while killing intent spread from him almost tangibly!

Today, however many Seventh Rank experts there were in Kaihua County, he would kill that many!

Before long.

The outline of Kaihua County appeared before his eyes.

In an instant, an icy chill swept through his entire body.

Several thick, pitch-black columns of smoke rose straight into the sky from within the city, twisting in different places.

Beneath the dense smoke was a sky full of firelight! Rows upon rows of houses had turned into charred skeletons. There was not the slightest sound of people in the streets, only the crackling of burning flames.

Silence! A deathly silence that made one's heart tremble!

Jiang Bei swung down from his horse and stepped into the city.

In an instant, an overwhelming stench of blood, charred flesh, and some indescribable cold, decaying odor rushed straight at him.

Smoke and dust filled the streets. Blood flowed like rivers. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but ruins, severed limbs, and mangled bodies!

And... dried corpses even more conspicuous than the dead bodies!

These desiccated corpses were piled into small hills along the streets. Men and women, old and young, all had been reduced to horrifying skin-and-bone husks.

Terror and despair remained on their faces, their eye sockets sunken and hollow.

It was impossible to imagine what pain and torment they had endured before death!

"Bastards!"

Jiang Bei clenched his teeth and let out a low growl.

A violent killing intent surged into the sky, making even the surrounding flames shudder and stall.

He knew perfectly well that this was the Myriad Souls Cult's soul-draining technique! It could absorb souls to increase one's strength!

He did not mount his horse again. Instead, he directly used Cloud Shadow Steps and charged toward the depths of the city.

At the same time, his eyes swept over both sides of the streets, searching for any survivors.

But after crossing several streets, his steps suddenly came to a halt.

A shriveled body clad in the ruined armor of a Ren-Rank Camp Battalion Commander appeared beside a stone pillar in the distance.

This man's face was likewise filled with the terror of having been drained dry. Gray-white and withered, only his wide-open eyes remained, staring fixedly at the gloomy sky.

"Battalion Commander Li...!"

Jiang Bei's heart clenched. He rushed forward in a few steps, his hand trembling faintly.

Just yesterday, they had sat together and discussed the situation the Ren-Rank Camp now faced.

Yet now, they were separated by life and death!

And he had died so miserably, drained into a dried corpse, unable to close his eyes even in death!

He had still arrived one step too late...

Jiang Bei said nothing more. He merely reached out and gently closed Li Rui's eyes.

Then, without further hesitation, the Mystic Cloud Saber at his waist was violently drawn. His body became a black bolt of lightning that tore through the ruins and shot straight toward the city center!

At the same instant, his towering killing intent blanketed the entire street.

At this moment, blood mist filled the plaza at the center of the county town.

The desperate screams of the townspeople rang out without end.

The tattooed man stood atop a heap of corpses. Waves of black qi erupted from his body as he wildly absorbed the power of the souls within the corpses beneath him.

In the blink of an eye, every corpse had turned into a shriveled husk!

"Wonderful!"

He threw back his head and laughed wildly, his expression showing unprecedented satisfaction.

"Hahaha! Fantastic! This is true earthly paradise! What Ren-Rank Camp? Trash! They're all trash!"

The burly man beside him was even more extreme. With one outstretched hand, he used a soul technique to pull more than ten townspeople and soldiers into the air, then suddenly unleashed suction force and absorbed the soul power of over a dozen people at once!

The silver-haired man, the man in purple, and the others likewise did not stop for even a moment.

Each used their own methods, slaughtering madly and absorbing souls.

The more shrill the townspeople's screams became, the more frenzied they grew, as though they had turned this into a game.

"Once we destroy Kaihua County, we'll head to Pingyang Prefectural City. There are even more people there!"

Standing atop the pile of dried corpses, the tattooed man laughed maniacally. "Jiang Qingfeng, that Seventh Rank Great Training, has fallen. The rest are nothing but chickens and dogs! And that Jiang Bei who supposedly killed a Seventh Rank? Bullshit! Let him come! I'm worried I won't have enough Seventh Rank essence souls to eat! If he dares show himself, I'll make him understand that before my Myriad Souls Secret Art, the strength he prides himself on is nothing but garbage! I'll pull out his soul and make him..."

Whoosh—!

At that moment, a thunderous piercing sound erupted without warning, directly tearing apart the tattooed man's laughter.

It was impossibly fast!

A massive stone pillar shot toward him with lightning speed, blasting the air apart in layer after layer of explosions!

The tattooed man's sinister grin had not even had time to freeze when his scarlet pupils abruptly contracted to needlepoints, reflecting a cold gleam that swept toward him and filled his entire vision!

He wanted to move. He wanted to use the Soul Secret Technique to defend himself... but every thought was swallowed by a pure terror that froze his soul.

Too late!

BOOM—!!

A deafening explosion erupted, enough to make one's scalp go numb!

Blood blossomed miserably beneath the dim sky.

The tattooed man's head, still wearing its arrogant expression, was like a ripe watermelon struck by a sledgehammer. The stone pillar pierced through it, and it exploded on the spot!

Scalding scarlet blood sprayed wildly from the severed stump of his neck like an uncontrollable fountain, splashing more than three feet high!

With a dull thud, the tattooed man's headless corpse tumbled from atop the pile of dried corpses and crashed to the ground.

"W-What?!"

Everything had happened far too suddenly, too quickly for thought to keep up. The entire square fell silent for a moment!

The other members of the Myriad Souls Cult suddenly froze. Their wild laughter and soul-absorbing motions came to an abrupt stop, their faces filled with utter horror!

In the blink of an eye, a Seventh Rank Lesser Training cultivator had simply died!

How was that possible?!

They abruptly turned around and saw a figure charging toward them from afar.

That figure was none other than Jiang Bei!

Murderous intent surged around him, Dragon Elephant Qi erupting wildly as he charged straight at the Myriad Souls Cult members with fury!

As he rushed forward, he saw the corpses scattered across the square—some belonged to civilians, while others belonged to their Ren-Rank Camp.

Zhang Feng's corpse was among them.

At the sight, his grip around the hilt of the Mystic Cloud Saber tightened further and further.

"Jiang Bei! He's that Jiang Bei!"

At that moment, the silver-haired man's pupils contracted. He recognized the robes Jiang Bei wore—they clearly belonged to the Ren-Rank Camp!

Within the Ren-Rank Camp, who else could possess such strength at such a young age but Jiang Bei?!

"Kill him! Avenge Yan Tong!"

"What nerve! He actually dared to come here alone!"

"Squeeze his soul dry!"

The silver-haired man and the other four Myriad Souls Cult members charged at Jiang Bei at the same time. Killing intent filled the air, their power surging around them.

There were four Seventh Rank Lesser Training cultivators and one Eighth Rank Great Training cultivator!

"Die, damn it!"

The burly man struck first. His eyes were bloodshot as he let out a beastlike roar. Muscles bulged all over his body, and dense, blackened resentment-filled soul power gathered in his palms, forming a massive ghost claw. With a shrill howl, it tore through the air and clawed down at Jiang Bei's head!

The other four unleashed their own methods as well, attacking from all sides. Chilling power raged around them, radiating destruction and corrosion. Accompanied by piercing shrieks, their attacks arrived first despite being launched later, shooting viciously toward Jiang Bei's chest!

Their attacks were all overwhelmingly powerful, shaking the entire square as they instantly swallowed Jiang Bei's figure.

However—

"Bastards! You're all going to die!!!"

Jiang Bei's roar resounded through the skies, carrying rage fierce enough to burn the heavens and bone-deep killing intent.

Facing their siege, he did not hesitate in the slightest. Blazing Sun True Qi erupted!

Boom—!

Within Jiang Bei's body, Blazing Sun True Qi burst forth like an exploding furnace! Crimson blazing true qi surged out of his body, forming a circular wave of destructive flames!

He slashed out with his saber, wrapped in Blazing Sun True Qi, and struck first at the burly man.

The burly man's massive ghost claw was cut apart in a single slash, releasing wails like weeping ghosts and howling wolves as it exploded!

The saber's momentum did not lessen in the slightest. The Mystic Cloud Saber ripped through the air and came crashing down!

Squelch!

One of the burly man's thick arms shattered on impact!

Almost at the same instant, Jiang Bei's left hand shot out like lightning and pressed against the man's head. Then he exerted force—

Boom!!!

The massive body, nearly three meters tall, was violently slammed into the ground! Dust erupted as flesh and blood flew everywhere!

Before the dust settled, Jiang Bei had already raised his right foot high, bringing it down with the force of a mountain collapse!

"Die!!"

The burly man's head was stomped apart on the spot, exploding with a bang as blood mist filled the air!