Outside a remote village, some simple farmers were working hard in their fields, completely unaware that a disaster was about to befall them.
A dozen or so figures slowly approached the village, their faces filled with cruelty as they looked at the simple villagers and sneered, "Hahaha! Another batch of living sacrifices for training!"
A figure in gray said, "The old plan! I want the corpse!"
"Hahaha! Then I want blood!"
"Then kill them in the most cruel way possible, I want to hold a grudge!"
A dozen or so figures entered the village. An old man, noticing their clothes were not those of the villagers, slowly asked, "Who are you? What brings you to such a remote place?"
A figure in black sneered, drew his sword, and with a swift stroke, severed the old man's head. A gush of blood erupted, and the old man slowly knelt down, his life extinguished.
Upon seeing this, the villagers were filled with terror and exclaimed, "Who... who are you! Why are you killing people indiscriminately? My village isn't wealthy at all, and we don't have anything of value!"
"Hehehe! What we want is your blood and your corpses!"
"You... you are all devils!!!"
These dozen or so figures were extremely cruel, killing anyone they saw. These defenseless people were all hacked to death with a single blow, their cries of agony filling the air. The ground was littered with corpses and limbs, and blood flowed like a river!
"Hey! Don't cut them into pieces, or I'll have to go through all the trouble of putting them back together!"
"Okay, okay! We understand!"
A figure in gray rushed into the house, leering at a young village woman, and was about to commit violence in front of her son!
The young and strong husband rushed back, picked up a hoe, and shouted, "You damned scum! Prepare to die!"
The gray-clad figure sneered and sent the young, strong husband flying with a single palm strike. He coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, slammed his head against the wall, and glared at the gray-clad figure with a face full of resentment.
"You... you will all die a horrible death! I... I'll haunt you even as a ghost!!!"
The figure in black laughed loudly, "Hahaha! You people from the Corpse Refining Sect really went all out; this resentment is incredibly strong!"
"Hmph! You Ghost King Sect guys are really boring!"
The woman and her son knelt before her husband, weeping bitterly. She held a pair of scissors in her hand, ready to commit suicide. If it weren't for her young son, she would have already taken her own life to join her husband in death.
"Hehehe! I haven't had enough fun yet! How could I let you die so easily!"
At this moment, Li Changfeng and his two companions rushed over and, upon seeing the scene, roared angrily, "You all must die!"
Li Changfeng unleashed a furious attack, his entire body exploding with true energy, using the second move of the Shaolin Dragon Grasp, "Telekinetic Capture." Li Changfeng's hands stirred up a thick, pale golden true energy, which condensed into a pale golden dragon claw fifty feet in size.
He violently lunged at the three evil cultivators, who were startled by the terrifying attack and tried to escape, but their strength was too low to escape Li Changfeng's grasp.
"Click!"
A series of cracking sounds rang out as Li Changfeng's fifty-foot-long pale golden dragon claw grabbed the three of them together.
With a sudden burst of strength, he crushed their bones into powder, then slammed them hard to the ground. The three of them coughed up blood, severely injured!
Seeing this, Li Changfeng was still not satisfied and went so far as to break all five of their limbs.
Five streams of blood gushed out, and they howled in agony. Then, Li Changfeng unleashed several powerful bursts of internal energy to stop the bleeding.
"Letting you die so easily is too lenient on you! I'll teach you a lesson about what it means to suffer unbearable pain!"
Li Changfeng, his face filled with cruelty, used the [Life and Death Talisman] to condense the blood they had left on the ground into ice in his hand, and then suddenly injected it into their bodies.
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"...
They were instantly driven mad by the pain, completely disregarding their own wounds, and frantically rolled on the ground in agony.
His whole body felt like it was being bitten by a million ants, and a surge of hot and cold energy erupted within him, making him feel like he was dying!
They begged desperately for mercy, shouting, "Kill me! Please, kill me!..."
Seeing this, Li Changfeng showed no pity. He looked at them calmly and said slowly, "I will use my Inner Force to stop your blood from gushing out for seven days. During these seven days, you will suffer the torment of this Life and Death Talisman!"
Upon hearing this, their faces filled with terror, and they cried out, "No! No! You can't leave! Please! We really know we were wrong! Please give us a way out!!"
The woman and her child embraced tightly, looking at Li Changfeng with gratitude on their faces. "Benefactor! You are our greatest benefactor! We have no way to repay you but to sell ourselves into servitude to you!"
Seeing this, Li Changfeng was filled with shame. "Yes... we're late and you've suffered this calamity. There's no need for this. Please get up quickly!"
Seeing the battle raging on the other side, Li Changfeng slowly said, "Wait for me! I'll be right back!"
At this moment, Golden Arhat and Dong Tianbao were furious. Like Fierce-Eyed Vajra, they attacked with extreme ferocity and domineering force, showing no mercy and unleashing a barrage of powerful blows!
Then, the Golden Arhat unleashed the third move of the Great Vehicle Vajra Palm, "Fierce-Eyed Vajra." A burst of scorching red true energy erupted from the Golden Arhat's body, frantically condensing in his palms.
A fiery red, Fierce-Eyed Vajra phantom appeared behind them, violently unleashing a scorching palm print. The Fierce-Eyed Vajra phantom behind them also unleashed a scorching palm print fifty feet long, violently attacking these evil people with extremely violent power!
"Bang"!!
A violent explosion rang out, and the group of evil cultivators were struck by a palm, their faces filled with pain. Their bodies were burned red by a scorching force, as if they were being burned by a raging fire. They rolled on the ground in agony, and some were even directly smashed into a blood mist. The power was extremely domineering!
Dong Tianbao, equally enraged, unleashed the third move of the Vajra Prajna Palm, "Prajna Vajra." Dong Tianbao's expression was one of fury, and a surge of violent golden true energy gathered around him.
Behind him appeared a thirty-foot-tall phantom of Prajna Vajra. This phantom of Prajna Vajra displayed the might of a thousand hands, suddenly unleashing a barrage of palm prints that frantically attacked the evil man, its power extremely domineering and fierce.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
A series of violent explosions rang out, and the group of evil cultivators were smashed to pieces, their limbs and flesh flying everywhere. Blood splattered down like a torrential rain. The group of evil cultivators cried out in agony, lying on the ground on the verge of death. The palm strikes were incredibly domineering!
At this moment, Li Changfeng walked over with a gloomy face and said, "Don't kill them, spare their lives, I'll slowly deal with them!!"