Self-Destruction x500

The four to five hundred cloaked figures moved with extreme speed, like ghosts as they advanced. Their objective was clear: the endpoint of their encirclement was Shen Qian's position.

Shen Qian turned around. At some point, some humanity had returned to his eyes, and a cold smile curled his lips. "Finally couldn't hold yourselves back?"

He had long noticed some strange presences hidden among the crowd.

Although everyone's manifested soul body differed according to their strength, no matter how different they were, they all carried the essence of human martial artists. Only these people felt strange under Shen Qian's sharp Mental Power perception.

Yet no matter how unsteady Shen Qian had appeared before, these people had somehow restrained their urge to strike.

Only when Shen Qian overturned the table and shattered the encirclement did they realize that if they did not act now, they might never get another chance. At last, they emerged.

"Let me see what kind of monsters you really are!"

Having regained control of his body, Shen Qian moved and instantly appeared before one of the cloaked figures, reaching out with one hand.

The martial artist completely concealed beneath the cloak raised his head, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes filled with destruction and cruelty. He neither dodged nor avoided Shen Qian's grasping hand. Instead, he suddenly gave a vicious grin, and the Soul Power in his body began fluctuating violently.

Shen Qian's heart skipped a beat. He sensed danger, but he still ripped the cloak from the other man's body.

"What the hell is that?"

Cries of alarm erupted, and even Shen Qian froze for a moment.

Beneath the cloak was a strange humanoid creature.

It clearly possessed the body of a human martial artist, but where its head should have been was something like an