Watching the exiles scatter and flee, Ye Xingchen revealed a cruel smile.
With a casual wave, the long sword of Soul Power wreathed in bloody energy appeared in his hand once more.
"So this is the power of a domain? I haven't obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain yet, but I've already comprehended a domain like this on my own..."
Muttering to himself, Ye Xingchen grinned and immediately stepped forward!
Moving as swiftly as a phantom, he raised his hand slightly, and the blood-red Soul Power sword in his grasp slashed toward the exiles running for their lives.
As sprays of blood blossomed one after another, screams rose and fell!
Streams of powerful Soul Power rapidly converged on Ye Xingchen.
"He's an absolute fiend who commits every evil and slaughters people like scything through flax! What is he doing? Look, he's devouring our Soul Power! This guy is terrifying!"
"I've only ever seen something like this from the King of Slaughter. Is he a relative of the King of Slaughter? This guy is far too powerful! He actually dares to hunt us down. We can't keep running!"
"That's right, we can't keep running! This guy is ridiculously powerful. If all we do is run, he'll hunt us down one by one. Our only chance of surviving is to join forces and kill him instead!"
The fleeing exiles gradually realized something was wrong, and they all stopped to discuss a countermeasure!
Looking at Ye Xingchen before them, who had entered a Slaughter God state, they gritted their teeth and charged forward with all their might!
As they raised their hands, a dazzling array of Soul Skills blasted forward!
Meanwhile, as Ye Xingchen continued absorbing Soul Power in his Slaughter God state, the power of the four extremes within him was also boiling