A Million Volunteer Fighters Crush the Buddha Kingdom

On the other side, an inconspicuous man dressed as a cook, who had been squatting in a corner, suddenly leaped up.

What he held was an oil-slicked yet snow-bright, chillingly sharp—Butcher Knife!

"I'm just a pig butcher. I can't stand seeing good things being wasted!"

The cook let out a muffled roar. Like a dapeng spreading its wings, he pounced down through the air, his butcher knife drawing a plain, unadorned arc so swift that only an afterimage remained!

Screech—!!

The blade flashed, and the movements of the hundred or so armored cavalry charging at the front abruptly froze.

The next instant, their heavy armor, leather underarmor, and even the warhorses beneath them seemed to have been thrown into an invisible grinder. They instantly shattered into countless fingernail-sized fragments, mixed with thick blood and chunks of organs, splashing across the ground and forming a nauseating swamp of flesh and blood!

The cook landed, wiped the blood spatter from his face, and looked at the butcher knife in his hand, which remained unstained by dripping blood. He grinned foolishly.

"At least this knife wasn't wasted."

The three hundred thousand Tianzhu Cavalry were now in utter chaos! Their commander had died instantly, and the "lambs" they had thought they could slaughter at will had suddenly turned into Fierce Beasts that devoured whoever crossed their paths!

A terrifying Wolf King at the Return to Emptiness realm was rampaging through their ranks, every strike taking countless lives; a seemingly aged woman casually unleashed thousands of streams of sword qi, beheading men as easily as cutting grass; an honest farmer shattered men and horses alike with Farmer's Three Fists; a cook wielded a butcher knife, cutting people down as though slicing tofu...

What kind of ordinary city was this? This was clearly a dragon's pool