A Windfall Opportunity

After successfully entering the town, Yang Shan had barely taken a few steps when he encountered an Earth Grade Protector.

"Stop! Who are you?"

"Yang One-Blade."

"Yang One-Blade? Never heard of him."

Extraterrestrial Ghoul Lightning instantly reduced this ignorant Earth Grade Protector to charred coal.

He didn't know Yang One-Blade, and he hadn't even seen Blade Sovereign's portrait? Back at the Lost Soul Branch Hall, Wu Ying had already completed his "persuasion" of the lower and middle-ranking personnel.

Thus, after the battle at Dead Soul Mountain, all Protectors and Soul Envoys who had not returned to Hun Xian's side had either been killed by Players or had secretly gone to the Soul Sweeping Tower.

Those who remained were basically all Hun Xian's diehard loyalists.

There were fewer than thirty of them in total.

Yet there had been at least seven or eight hundred Protectors following behind Madam Wei and Hun Xian before!

And most of them had been unfamiliar faces.

Those people had likely been brought by Madam Wei.

Yang Shan had not expected to turn them anyway.

Once inside the town, Yang Shan pushed his senses to their limit.

Although Venerable Yao's soul fluctuations were weak, Yang Shan could still identify them precisely.

He headed in the direction of the fluctuations.

After only a few steps, he ran into another Protector.

"O-o-one..."

Unlike the Protector who had already been dealt with, this Earth Grade Protector seemed to have recognized Yang Shan.

But precisely because he recognized him, he was now so frightened that he could barely speak. "O-o-o-o..."

This Protector's language system might have malfunctioned.

Yang Shan tried giving him some electrotherapy.

In the end, he accidentally used too much "power," and the man started smoking.

Yang Shan had no choice but to increase the output further and send