Must Not Be Left Alive

In the blink of an eye, that group had appeared before Qin Jishi, their faces twisted with savagery and the killing intent in their eyes utterly undisguised.

"If you intend to attack me, I guarantee that you will be the ones to die. Retreat now, and you may yet keep your lives. As long as I am here, they cannot harm you."

Qin Jishi could understand that these people wanted to live.

But!

If they were so blind to life and death that they attacked him just to survive—

Hmph!

Then there was no need for them to keep living.

Qin Jishi's voice was calm, even exceptionally cold. That icy chill made them feel as though they had fallen into the frozen abyss of the Nine Netherworlds.

Even so, what did it matter?

These people had long since gone red-eyed. To survive, they would stop at nothing. How could a few words from him make them change their minds?

"Qin Jishi, stop putting on a bluff. With so many of us here, how can a heavily injured man like you be our match?"

"That's right, Qin Jishi. I advise you to surrender without a fight."

"Die!"

"..."

Their stubborn refusal to repent made killing intent flash through Qin Jishi's eyes as well.

"I am injured, but I am not dead. Since you insist on forcing me to play the villain before good people, then I shall fulfill your wish."

One Needle Manifests Myriad Forms!

Qin Jishi abruptly rose from the ground, bringing two fingers together as a golden needle condensed between them.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the golden needle shot forth and transformed into a hundred needles. Before anyone could react, they plunged directly into their bodies.

They had been about to rush before Qin Jishi, tear his body to