A grim chill flashed through Lin Qiye's eyes!
With a backhand, he activated a summoning array. Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi fell into his palm, and a flash of sword light instantly cut the monster before him in two at the waist!
With a muffled thud, the resentful soul covered in flesh tumors split into two halves and collapsed amid the piled ash. Yet not a drop of blood flowed out. His pale eyes remained fixed on Lin Qiye and An Qingyu, and not only did he not die, his smile grew even more sinister.
"Hehehe..."
"Gigigigi..."
"Kekeke..."
Countless mouths laughed at once, sending chills down their scalps. He braced both hands against the ground, seemingly intending to crawl back up from the ash.
Several more streaks of sword light flashed past, chopping his entire upper body into minced flesh. Lin Qiye gripped the Sky-Cloud Sword, his expression incomparably grim.
"This thing can't be killed. We need to leave!"
What had just happened was far too bizarre. Although Lin Qiye could not sense the slightest trace of realm fluctuations from this resentful soul covered in flesh tumors, his instincts told him they absolutely could not continue tangling with them.
At the same time, the resentful souls that had been standing around them began to close in.
As their bodies swayed, the ash covering their surfaces shook loose one clump after another, exposing flesh tumors all over their bodies. They stared fixedly at Lin Qiye in the center, strange smiles gradually spreading across their faces.
"I'm so hungry... I'm so hungry... Can you let me take one bite of your heart... just one bite..."
"Why? Why do you get to be so beautiful... I'm going to tear your faces apart..."
"It's the smell of blood... the smell of blood... Oh hohohoho..."
"..."
Whispers came one