He Was About to Undergo Demonic Transformation!

"Clan Head, we can't leave..."

"What exactly is going on?"

"Where did these pitch-black chains come from?"

"Fuck! Who dares?! They're courting death! To block the road at a time like this!"

At Wu Tan City's East City Gate, dense black Qi surged up from underground and actually formed city-sealing chains one after another, blocking their path.

His old face darkened, his legs went weak, and his eyes filled with fear. "Chains... these are Death God Chains! That mysterious expert from ten years ago has been here all along!"

"I understand now. I understand everything..."

Jialie Bi stared in terror at the Shadow Chains rising around Wu Tan City, then collapsed straight to the ground, his face filled with despair.

Ten years ago, that mysterious expert had used a single black chain to strangle a Da Dou Shi of the clan to death!

Now, as they were fleeing, the Shadow Chains had appeared again, and he finally came to a sudden realization.

Back then, that mysterious expert had not come to their door to display his might for no reason, nor because some disciple of the clan had offended him outside.

That mysterious expert had come back then to vent anger on behalf of that fairy-like child!

The reason he had not wiped them out completely was because he had been waiting for this day, for Su Qingyun to come personally and claim their lives!

They had nowhere to run at all. They had always been under that mysterious expert's surveillance!

Ten years ago, when they had wanted to seize that child with an immortal face and spiritual looks back to their clans and caused human life to be lost, the destruction of their two great clans had already become inevitable!

Thinking of this, Jialie Bi was filled with despair and mumbled in a daze:

"It's over... the Jialie Family... is finished..."

"Clan Head, is that boy really that terrifying? Our clan has two or three Da Dou Shi and over a dozen, nearly twenty Dou Shi. Why must we be scared like this by a boy in his teens?"

"Clan Head, don't be afraid. Let him come kill us. I refuse to believe it. We have so many Dou Shi and even Da Dou Shi holding the fort. Can he really overturn the heavens?"

"When has our Jialie Family ever been in such a sorry state? We were actually chased until we abandoned the city and fled? Now that we can't leave, perfect. I didn't want to run in the first place. At worst, we fight to the death. With our two great clans combined, can we still be afraid of the Xiao Clan, still be afraid of one boy? I don't believe it!"

Among the Jialie Family, there were still many people who did not know or understand Su Qingyun's strength and murderous aura. They had only heard it from some clansmen who had fled back from the Xiao Clan, whose voices trembled with incomparable fear as they spoke.

Having never seen it, they naturally found it hard to imagine that a boy of just over ten could kill their Dou Shi, and even make Da Dou Shi flee in panic.

This was more than unprecedented in Wu Tan City. Even in the entire Jia Ma Empire, it was unheard of.

Killing across two Major Realms—who would believe it if it were said aloud? They would probably only think it was exaggerated bragging.

And right at that moment, a Jialie Family scout covered in blood dragged his wounded body over once more to report. "Clan Head, this is bad! He's already wiped out the Aoba Family and is heading toward the East District! He—he's a demon!"

Buzz! In that very instant, a blood spear had already shot through the air and nailed that scout directly to the city wall, killing him on the spot.

After hearing the scout's words and seeing the baleful force of that blood spear, Jialie Bi's whole body began to twitch, as if his body no longer obeyed him. He started laughing foolishly. "Gegegege... hehehehe... hahahaha~ Good... wonderful... look at the clouds in the sky... they look like a Dou Spirit Pill~ I'm going to fly... I'm a Dou Ling! I'm a Dou Wang! Who am I afraid of?! Who dares fight me!"

"Oh hohoho~ I want to kill! Kill!"

The dignified clan head of one of the Three Great Clans had actually been frightened mad at this moment. He began spouting nonsense, even grabbing the heads of several clan disciples and crushing them on the spot.

Immediately afterward, a suit of Dou Qi armor covered his body. Hunched at the waist, stretching out his neck, he licked his lips and looked at everyone inside Wu Tan City with killing intent. "Kill—I'm an assassin! I'm the god of death! Don't even think about living, not one of you, kill!"

In the blink of an eye, he casually grabbed a few more people and actually slapped open the crowns of their heads, starting to gnaw on them, then spat.

"Not tasty, not tasty! I want to eat women. Women smell good!"

Jialie Bi had actually gone utterly deranged and began targeting the little girls of the clan. A strange smile appeared on his face. "Sweet! So sweet! Want some? Everyone eat! This is a grand feast this old man is hosting for the whole city! Eat together!"

Everyone in the Jialie Family was badly frightened by Jialie Bi's appearance.

"Clan Head... has been scared mad!"

All the clansmen panicked and stared at Jialie Bi in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, Jialie Bi's madness actually caused the other clansmen to begin going mad as well.

One of the core leaders of the Jialie Family—Jialie Ku—gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Fine! Since we can't leave, then we kill! Clan Head is right. If we're destined to die, then nobody should think they'll have it easy. We'll kill our way back to the Xiao Clan, kill our way to Mitel! No one in the entire city should dream of remaining safe and sound! They all have to be buried with my Jialie Family! Kill!"

"The Jialie Family really is rotten to the root."

Right at that moment, the red-robed youth wearing the Rakshasa Ghost Mask appeared, stepping over bloodstains.

Seeing the Jialie Family's madness—they had begun wrecking the entire city and wantonly slaughtering civilians—Su Qingyun's hands, already crazed with killing, could no longer be controlled.

His long spear moved like a roaming blood dragon, circling around him, piercing armor and bodies. With one hand, Slaying Palm slaughtered every unrighteous dog.

"Kill them, kill them all! Don't let them live! Everyone from the Jialie Family must die!"

Su Qingyun's eyes turned scarlet.

"You. I remember you. Back then, you were the one in charge, setting fire to the whole village! Die!"

"And you. You were the one who took people to threaten and entice them, beat the elderly. You deserve death!"

"You..."

"It's me... it's me! Little immortal boy, do you still remember me? I never hurt any of you. Please, don't kill me. I'm willing to do anything for you! Do you want me? I can serve you! I'll definitely make you very comfortable! Don't kill me—I'm willing to follow by your side for the rest of my life, to work like an ox or horse for you, to be a chicken or a duck—"

When Jialie Si saw that the innocent, adorable, immortal-like little brother from back then had transformed into a God of Slaughter today, and in just a few minutes had killed more than ten members of her Jialie Family, she had never seen such a scene before and was so frightened that she collapsed limply to the ground, hugging Su Qingyun's leg and begging for mercy.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingyun kicked her away in disgust.

"You deserve to die the most!"

Hiss!

At this moment, images from that year kept surfacing in Su Qingyun's mind—when he rushed into the sea of fire and found Old Grandma, she had only had one last breath left, yet she had still desperately tried to push him out, telling him to take good care of himself in the future! If not for her, none of this would have had a source. And she actually had the nerve to say she had never hurt anyone?

Without the slightest hesitation, flames actually ignited in Su Qingyun's palm at this moment, and he threw the sparks directly onto their bodies.

With a buzz, the sparks surged violently, burning her alive on the spot!

Her screams echoed through the entire city! Even the crazed Jialie Bi could not help trembling all over. When a madman met a God of Slaughter, he too had to retreat three steps!

With one drop of Star River Tear, Su Qingyun directly grabbed the Star River Blood Sword and charged forward, stabbing Jialie Ku and Jialie Bi to death at close range. With one frenzied swing, he cut down six Dou Shi horizontally.

The Blood Qi in the city grew thick, causing everyone in the entire city to tremble at this moment, frightened by such a scene.

Su Qingyun looked back along the road he had come from and saw only a field of blood. Endless Blood Qi surged in, crawling along his body and up onto his face. The Rakshasa Ghost Mask used to cover his face now began to bloom with demonic light, making Su Qingyun suddenly shake his head as his vision began to blur.

"Kill!"

"Hurry and kill!"

"Everyone in the world deserves death!"

"Greed, anger, delusion, and love are all selfish desires!"

"Die. Kill them all. Leave not one alive!"

"Kill everyone in the whole city, and you will surely forge the body of a God of Slaughter! Hurry and kill!"

"Jie jie jie—"

A cold, sinister voice invaded Su Qingyun's mind.

Inside Wu Tan City, Ya Fei, Xun'er, Xiao Zhan, and the others had been leading the strong to follow behind Su Qingyun.

Seeing that Su Qingyun's state was wrong at this moment, and that the Rakshasa Ghost Mask on his face was flickering with killing light, Ya Fei's expression changed dramatically.

"This is bad. He's about to undergo Demonic Transformation!"