Xuanyang Upheaval! One Punch Subdues Batu Feng!

"He's inside Xuanyang Prefecture City! Right now, he's leading his men in hunting down civilians throughout the city. They've even set up an altar in the city, sacrificing the lives of the people!"

Wang Meng hurriedly said.

"Hunting civilians? Are they refining human elixirs again?"

Jiang Bei frowned and asked.

Normally, if they were not refining human elixirs, the Barbarians would have slaughtered the civilians to the last instead of capturing them.

"No, not human elixirs this time! According to the scouts, they are only sacrificing the civilians' blood essence this time. They aren't using any medicinal ingredients to refine human elixirs!"

Wang Meng said.

"Go! Get Xiong Hai and follow me to Xuanyang Prefecture City immediately!"

Jiang Bei's expression turned grave as he gave the order.

News of his killing Han Feng had only just spread yesterday, yet Batu Feng already dared to show himself.

It seemed that the man was very confident in his own strength!

And... he had actually gone straight to the prefectural city to hunt civilians. His audacity was truly boundless!

No matter who it was, today, he would surely restore peace and order to Xuanyang City. Batu Feng or any other Barbarians—every last one of them had to die!

A moment later.

Jiang Bei, Xiong Hai, and Wang Meng led a force that turned into a torrent of steel, charging toward Xuanyang Prefecture City at top speed!

At the same time.

Two riders quietly entered the territory under the Ren-Rank Camp's jurisdiction.

"Is this the territory governed by the Ren-Rank Camp? Where are we now?"

A middle-aged man on horseback asked in a deep voice.

"This should be within Xuanyang Prefecture."

The other man, who had a goatee, replied.

"Xuanyang Prefecture... Go! Find Jiang Bei and demand an explanation! You know very well what to do when the time comes!"

A cold glint flashed through the middle-aged man's eyes.

"You don't need to tell me that!"

The goateed man snapped, then fiercely squeezed his legs against the horse's belly and galloped away.

The middle-aged man followed close behind.

Xuanyang Prefecture City.

This once-prosperous city had now been invaded by a powerful Barbarian army and was gradually turning into hell.

The yamen's Prefectural Guards and the Ren-Rank Camp soldiers stationed in the city held out for only half an hour before the city gates were breached.

Before the formidable army led by Batu Feng, they were like mantises trying to stop a chariot—utterly helpless.

At this moment, shrill wails and desperate cries echoed through the city.

The heavy stench of blood mixed with the foul odor of charred flesh filled every street and alley. Corpses lay strewn across the roads, severed limbs were everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers.

At the heart of the city stood a temporary altar, bloody and sinister.

At the center of the altar stood a vicious statue roughly ten feet tall.

The statue was pitch-black all over, neither iron nor stone. It depicted an exceedingly strange humanoid demon, with curved horns on its head and tattered skeletal wings on its back.

Beneath the altar was an even more horrifying sight.

Several hundred civilians had been herded to the altar's edge like pigs and sheep. Among them were white-haired elders and infants still in swaddling clothes... All of them were bound with ropes, their faces filled with despair and terror.

More than a hundred fierce-looking Barbarians stood around the altar.

The leader was massive and heavily muscled, carrying a battle axe still dripping with blood.

He was none other than Batu Feng!

His cold gaze swept across the crowd before he let out a thunderous roar. "Quick! Drag the sacrifices up one by one!"

The next instant, a Barbarian brutally dragged a boy of around ten out of the crowd and hauled him straight up the altar steps.

A vicious gleam flashed in Batu Feng's eyes as he strode forward, his enormous palm slamming down onto the boy's head.

"Ah—!!!"

A piercing scream, distorted beyond recognition, suddenly rang out. Crimson threads of blood frantically seeped from every pore of the boy's body. Yet they did not drip to the ground. Instead, as though drawn by some force, they converged into a stream of blood and shot toward the demon statue at the altar's center.

In the blink of an eye, all of the boy's blood essence surged into the runes on the statue's surface and was completely devoured.

At the same time, the ghostly flames in the statue's eyes seemed to brighten slightly.

"Very good!"

A savage grin curled Batu Feng's lips as he withdrew his hand. The boy's body shriveled up instantly, falling silent forever.

He then turned toward the remaining civilians, the savagery on his face deepening. "Next one! Bring them up, quickly!!"

"Chief!"

Just then, a scar-faced Barbarian warrior hurried forward from the side and lowered his voice. "The scouts reported that the Ren-Rank Camp already knows what happened here. Jiang Bei—the one who killed five Seventh Rank Lesser Training fighters in Myriad Transformations County—reportedly slaughtered Han Feng, the Sixth Rank Lesser Training fighter from Qingzhou Camp, just two days ago! What if he—"

"What are you panicking for?!"

Batu Feng rudely cut him off. Malice flickered in his copper-bell eyes. Rather than fear, his face held a savage ferocity. "That brat Han Feng was nothing but a showpiece relying on his older brother Han Qixian's reputation. Jiang Bei killing him only proves he has some skill, but..."

His voice paused as his gaze slowly shifted toward the demon statue. With a cold sneer, he said, "But we have the High Priest here! A mere Sixth Rank Lesser Training fighter can't turn the heavens upside down!"

Then he composed himself and looked back at the crowd of commoners, his expression turning utterly frigid.

"This is still too slow! One sacrifice at a time—how long will that take? The High Priest needs more blood essence!"

Batu Feng waved his hand violently, pointing at the terrified crowd below the altar. "Drive them all around the altar! I want to... sacrifice a hundred people at once!!"

"No—!!"

"Sa... save us!!"

"The Ren-Rank Camp will definitely come! Lord Jiang Bei will never let you beasts get away with this!"

Miserable cries instantly echoed throughout the entire square.

The commoners clung tightly to one another, only to be brutally torn apart one by one by the Barbarians. Each was struck with a vicious slap, their teeth shattered completely.

Some of the elderly were even slapped so hard that they vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

"Hahahaha!"

Hearing them, Batu Feng seemed to have heard the greatest joke in the world. His savage face twisted with wild laughter. "Jiang Bei? That little whelp who killed Han Feng? His name is quite famous! What a pity... he can't come, and he can't save you! Before the great High Priest, what the hell is he? You Lowly People really think that shouting a few times will bring you a savior?!"

The next moment, he hesitated no longer. Raising both hands high, he unleashed a dense, viscous blood-red glow from his palms, and an eerie, chilling force of suction suddenly erupted!

In an instant, the hundred-plus commoners driven to the altar's edge felt as though invisible giant hands had seized their throats and torn at their bodies.

Their bodies rose helplessly into the air, wrapped in blood-red light and dragged toward the grotesque statue at the center!

Threads of blood continuously seeped from their skin, about to condense into blood mist and flow into the statue.

At that critical moment—

BOOM—!!!

A terrifying explosion far louder than thunder erupted from one side of the altar square!

At the outskirts of the square, the rows of structures the Barbarians had erected as obstacles were blasted open with a massive breach, as if struck by a meteor!

Bricks, stones, and dust sprayed outward like a tsunami!

At the heart of the mushroom cloud formed by smoke and rubble, a figure tore through the air at a speed beyond the limits of the naked eye. Accompanied by a piercing sonic boom and sky-burning fury, he transformed into a world-shaking crimson-gold streak of light and shot forward!

His target was Batu Feng at the center of the altar!

That figure was none other than Jiang Bei!

"What?!"

Batu Feng suddenly whipped his head around. At the sight of this horrifying scene, sensing the overwhelming pressure rolling off Jiang Bei like mountains and seas, the savage grin on his face instantly turned into utter shock!

He did not even have time to react before that crimson-gold streak crashed through several Barbarians blocking its path, blasting their bodies apart in midair like rag dolls!

The next instant, a fist covered in pale golden dragon-scale patterns and blazing with crimson Blazing Sun Gang Flame struck Batu Feng's hastily raised massive axe without any flourish!

CLANG—

CRACKLE—

SPLURT!!

Deafening shrieks of metal and the explosive sounds of shattering bone and flesh rang out!

Batu Feng's refined-steel battle axe broke apart inch by inch, while his protective gang aura was obliterated like thin paper. The bones in both of his bull-like arms were instantly pulverized and exploded beneath that unmatched force!

Yet Jiang Bei's fist did not slow, smashing heavily into Batu Feng's solid chest!

"WAAARGH—!"

Batu Feng's eyes bulged as he spewed a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of organs several yards away. His mountain-like body flew backward like a heavy sandbag struck with full force, slamming viciously into the base of the demon statue with a dull boom. Even the hard statue trembled from the impact.

In an instant, his liver and gallbladder seemed to rupture, blood pouring from all seven orifices.

So young, yet possessing the strength of a Sixth Rank Lesser Training fighter—who else could it be but Jiang Bei?

He had long prepared for Jiang Bei to come for him at any moment, but he was, after all, a Sixth Rank Lesser Training fighter himself, and had not been overly afraid.

But he had never imagined that Jiang Bei would be so fast, or that his strength would be so terrifying!

Though they were both Sixth Rank, he could barely summon the will to resist before this opponent!

This was simply a monster!

"It's Lord Jiang Bei! Lord Jiang is here!"

"The Ren-Rank Camp... the Ren-Rank Camp has come to save us!"

Seeing this, then spotting Wang Meng, Xiong Hai, and the others appearing behind Jiang Bei, the commoners burst into tears of joy and cried out excitedly.

Trembling, Batu Feng raised his head and let out a desperate howl toward the statue. "H-High Priest! Save... save me!!"

Before the words had even faded, the pitch-black statue at the center of the altar, which had originally been flickering with faint light, suddenly erupted with ghostly green flames in its eyes!

A vast, crushing pressure descended without warning, like a mountain bearing down from above, weighing upon everyone's hearts.

The statue's eyeballs suddenly turned, lowering its gaze upon Jiang Bei. A hollow yet majestic voice, neither male nor female, boomed from within:

"Dry People vermin... How dare you harm my clansmen! For the sake of your decent talent, kneel at once, offer up your soul essence, and submit to This Seat. Then, perhaps I may spare your life and grant you supreme glory!"

"Spare your ancestors!"

Jiang Bei roared as Blazing Sun True Qi burst from his body like an erupting volcano. Crimson-gold flaming true force surged into the sky, condensing into the phantom of a massive furnace, more solid than ever before and radiating overwhelming might:

"You dared enter Great Qian, slaughter my compatriots, and sacrifice my people—today, whether you're a god or a demon, I'll chop off your head and use it to consecrate the banner!"

"You court death!"

The hollow voice instantly turned furious.

The statue shook violently. Countless ribbons of ink-black energy, radiating an aura of destruction, tore through the air like savage flood dragons, shrieking as they lunged toward Jiang Bei!

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