Furiously Slaying Five Seventh-Rankers! His Name Shook the Lands of Two Prefectures!

"Iron Puppet—!!"

The silver-haired man let out a shrill roar of shock and fury, watching helplessly as Iron Puppet, the burly man, was beaten to death by Jiang Bei like a rotten watermelon being crushed beneath a foot, unable to put up any meaningful resistance.

How was this the rumored seventh rank? This was clearly...

"Sixth... Sixth Rank Lesser Training?! The intelligence was wrong! He's sixth rank!"

The silver-haired man finally realized it, and an icy chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head!

Earlier, Jiang Bei had pierced Yan Tong, the tattooed man, with a stone pillar. It had happened so fast that none of them had been able to react.

Yan Tong's death could still be explained as being caught off guard.

But how could this be explained now?

Iron Puppet, the burly man, had been killed in an instant!

That terrifying strength was clearly something only a Sixth Rank Lesser Training martial artist could possess!

They had not kicked an ordinary iron plate—they had kicked a volcanic furnace capable of grinding them into dust!

Regret! Boundless regret instantly swallowed the silver-haired man and the others.

They should not have been so overconfident, should not have trampled this city so arrogantly, and above all, should not have provoked this god of death!

"Quick! Use the Soul Secret Technique! Quick!!!"

The silver-haired man was scared out of his wits, his voice sharp with terror.

At this point, there was no turning back. Using the Soul Secret Technique they excelled in might perhaps pose some threat to Jiang Bei and shake him for an instant...

Yet, just as his voice rang out, Jiang Bei's figure flashed over like lightning.

His hand shot out and seized the silver-haired man by the shoulder. Before the man could react, Jiang Bei tore off one of his arms.

Then, his hand slid down to seize the silver-haired man by the heel, swinging his entire body up before smashing him violently into the ground from side to side!

Boom!

Boom!!

Boom!!!

Heaven-shaking explosions rang out one after another. The earth was battered full of holes as dust and smoke billowed endlessly.

The silver-haired man's head and body burst apart beneath the savage impacts. He was dead beyond doubt!

"W-what?!"

In the distance, the man in purple was in the midst of using the Soul Secret Technique. At the sight of such a horrifying scene, his face turned deathly pale.

The next moment, Jiang Bei shifted slightly and appeared before him as though teleporting.

The purple-clad man's pupils contracted sharply. He felt a vast, boundless, terrifying aura of utmost yang and supreme hardness rush toward him, instantly scattering the sinister soul power he had gathered!

"N-no..."

Only half his scream escaped. Jiang Bei's fist, wreathed in dazzling Blazing Sun True Qi and accompanied by an air-rending sonic boom, ignored his futile block and smashed brutally into the arms he had hastily raised!

Crack!

Boom—!

The sound of shattering bones was ear-piercing!

The purple-clad man's arms exploded into fragments in an instant, flesh, blood, and shattered bone spraying everywhere. Yet the destructive force of that punch did not diminish in the slightest, crashing heavily into his chest!

A clear fist mark wreathed in crimson flames punched straight through the purple-clad man's chest!

A bloody hole the size of a washbasin exploded open in his back, piercing him clean through! The stench of burnt flesh mingled with thick blood in the air. His eyes bulged wide, his body stiffened like wood, and he crashed to the ground without another sound.

With thunderous might, another Seventh Rank Lesser Training martial artist had fallen!

"Run! Run for it—!!"

The remaining Seventh Rank Lesser Training martial artist was a gaunt old man. The instant Jiang Bei killed the man in purple, he was utterly terrified out of his wits.

Battle, Soul Secret Techniques—he cast them all aside.

He spun around desperately, pushing his movement technique to its limit as he turned into a streak of black light and fled frantically toward the city outskirts!

At that moment, he cared nothing for fellow disciples or resistance. He only wanted to escape as quickly as possible. Even if there was only the slightest chance of survival, he would seize it!

The sole remaining Eighth Rank Great Training martial artist was even more terrified, following close behind the old man as he fled for his life at unprecedented speed.

"You—won't get away!!!"

Jiang Bei's furious roar boomed like a divine drum, shaking the entire city of Kaihua County. Without moving so much as a step, he merely extended his right hand, spread his five fingers, and clenched them fiercely through the air at the two figures fleeing for their lives!

Dragon Elephant Soul Suppression!

Bzzz—!

An invisible force, yet as heavy as a mountain, descended abruptly! It was a remote suppression that fused the peerless strength of the Dragon Elephant Subduing Demon Art with the blazing, unyielding yang force of Blazing Sun True Qi!

The gaunt old man and the Eighth Rank Great Training martial artist trembled violently at the same time, feeling as though invisible giant hands had seized them, as though they had sunk into an inescapable swamp! Their fleeing bodies instantly slowed to a crawl!

The faint hope of escaping that had just risen on their faces was instantly replaced by boundless despair and disbelief!

Suppression from afar!

Though he could only suppress someone for a brief moment within an extremely limited range.

This was still a technique whose power could only be wielded by the very best among the sixth rank!

Jiang Bei stood where he was, his gaze utterly unruffled. He held two fingers together like a blade and slashed toward the distance!

"Clang—!"

A crimson-gold streak, condensed to the utmost from pure Blazing Sun True Qi and Dragon Elephant Qi, tore through the air! It moved faster than the limit of what the naked eye could perceive!

Squelch! Squelch!

Two sounds like cloth tearing rang out almost simultaneously.

The old man, who had been struggling desperately to break free from the suppression, suddenly froze. The next moment, his body silently split apart at the waist, severed into two halves as blood and organs sprayed across the ground.

The last thing he saw was his lower body rapidly falling away beneath him.

The Eighth Rank Great Training warrior fared even worse. He had no time to react before his entire body was cleaved diagonally in two!

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Instant kill! Complete domination!

Six notorious Myriad Souls Cult experts from beyond the border—five Seventh Rank Lesser Training warriors and one Eighth Rank Great Training warrior—had been effortlessly slaughtered by Jiang Bei like chickens and dogs within the span of ten breaths!

There had not been the slightest hesitation or delay throughout the entire battle—only the merciless crushing force of absolute power!

The Soul Secret Techniques they had been so proud of were even more fragile before Jiang Bei's supremely yang and unyielding true qi than candles in the wind, unable to stir even the faintest ripple.

The central square of Kaihua County fell into dead silence.

Only the crackling of burning flames and the mournful howl left behind as the wind swept through could be heard.

The surviving civilians hiding behind broken walls and rubble, trembling as they believed death was certain, were all dumbstruck.

They stared blankly at the corpses of those powerful fiends in the square, who had just been wantonly harvesting lives, then looked dazedly at the lone young figure standing amid the pool of blood and ruins.

For a moment, they were utterly speechless, their eyes wide with disbelief.

It was not as though they had failed to hear the conversation between those fiends just now. They had called this young expert Jiang Bei.

And Jiang Bei's name had long since spread throughout the lands of the two prefectures these past days!

He was the rising star of the Ren-Rank Camp who had wiped out Five Sect Mountain and risen to fame in the battle at Yellow Wind Ridge!

Who would have thought that he would come to Wanhua County at this moment and save their lives!

The dead silence lasted only an instant. The next second, a wave of sound erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed to its limit!

"We survived... We really survived!!"

"It's Lord Jiang! Lord Jiang of the Ren-Rank Camp!!!"

"A god... a god descended to the mortal world!!"

"Dad! Mom! We've been saved! Lord Jiang saved us! Wuwuwu..."

Sobs, ecstatic cheers, and desperate roars of relief after surviving the disaster instantly merged into one.

Elderly people, wounded women, terrified children... everyone stumbled out from their hiding places. Ignoring the blood and filth covering the ground, they surged toward Jiang Bei like a tide, dropping to their knees in unison and kowtowing without end.

"Thank you, Lord Jiang, for saving our lives—!"

"May Lord Jiang be blessed! Without Lord Jiang, Kaihua County would have been finished today!"

Jiang Bei quickly stepped forward and helped the elderly man at the front to his feet. He raised his voice solemnly. "Fellow townspeople, please rise!"

"Eradicating bandits and demons and protecting the people are the duties of us soldiers of the Ren-Rank Camp. It is simply our responsibility; you must not perform such a great ceremony!"

Jiang Bei's gaze swept across the dust-covered faces still shaken by fright, his tone grave. "You have all suffered a fright. Now that the bandits have been eliminated, this place is foul and unsafe. Please rise quickly and leave this area. The Ren-Rank Camp will certainly restore order and return peace to Kaihua County!"

As he spoke.

Urgent hoofbeats suddenly approached from afar. It was Song Hua, hurrying over on horseback.

"Lord Jiang is far too fast—I simply can't catch up! I hope he's all right! After all, those were... four or five Seventh Rank Lesser Training warriors!"

Song Hua's heart was filled with anxiety. Yet the moment he entered the city square, the sight before him made his breathing halt.

Jiang Bei stood firm as a mountain, with shattered bluestone slabs and pools of blood not yet congealed beneath his feet. All around him, grateful civilians knelt in worship.

A short distance away lay several corpses scattered haphazardly—a burly man with a shattered skull, an old man severed in two, a man in purple with his chest pierced through...

Who else could they be but the Myriad Souls Cult's Seventh Rank warriors?!

At this moment... every last one of them was dead!!

Song Hua's mouth fell slightly open unconsciously, yet he could not utter a single word.

He knew Jiang Bei was very strong. Jiang Bei had killed a Seventh Rank Lesser Training warrior at Broken Spear Slope, but there were several seventh-rank opponents here. Song Hua had originally thought the battle would be extremely brutal.

He had never imagined that after rushing here at the risk of his life, what he would see would be such a one-sided scene—Lord Jiang had single-handedly exterminated these fiends as easily as cutting down grass!

"Song Hua."

At that moment, Jiang Bei looked over as well and noticed Song Hua.

"Lord... Lord Jiang!"

Song Hua's voice trembled, unable to conceal his excitement.

"Return to the military camp and bring some men over. Settle the townspeople properly, and make sure the soldiers' bodies are safely transported back. There must be no mistakes."

Jiang Bei gave his orders.

"Yes!"

Song Hua clasped his fists and accepted the command before swiftly departing.

Jiang Bei also headed beyond the county city.

This battle was not merely to avenge the county's people, nor was it only to avenge Li Rui, Zhang Feng, and the others.

It was also meant to deter the other lurking threats!

Once news of this battle spread, the Barbarians and forces such as Five Sect Mountain and the Myriad Souls Cult would know that although the Ren-Rank Camp no longer had Jiang Qingfeng, it still had Jiang Bei!

And just as Jiang Bei had expected.

Within half a day, the events in Wanhua County had spread throughout Pingyang Prefecture and Xuanyang Prefecture.

The news that Jiang Bei had single-handedly slain five Seventh Rank Lesser Training warriors and one Eighth Rank Great Training warrior spread like a storm, causing an enormous uproar!

Whether they were Barbarians who had heard of this deed or ambitious factions harboring evil intentions, all were shaken. Those who had intended to make a move quietly withdrew, not daring to offend again.

They understood very clearly that someone capable of killing five Seventh Rank Lesser Training warriors alone had to be at least a Seventh Rank Great Training warrior!

The Seventh Rank Great Training warrior Jiang Qingfeng had been severely injured.

Yet the Ren-Rank Camp, ranked second from last among the ten military camps, still had a second Seventh Rank Great Training warrior stationed across the two prefectures!

Just as Jiang Bei was patrolling the territory of the two prefectures and thought the situation had temporarily improved.

Someone came looking for him.

It was a man clad in armor. His position appeared to be far from low, and his aura was extraordinary as well.

The first thing he asked upon seeing Jiang Bei was in a cold voice, "Are you Jiang Bei?"