Chapter 404: A million-beast tide! "I'll save up a few days before posting extra chapters!"
In a small town.
Buildings crumbled like paper beneath the Blood Corpses' claws.
The defending martial artists rallied and charged with furious roars, blades and swords flashing.
They faced death unflinchingly. Their courage was admirable.
Yet before an absolute disparity in strength, courage was merely a catalyst that hastened death.
Old Devil Wu did not even bother to act himself, merely ordering his Blood Corpses to charge their ranks.
The Third-Rank Blood Corpses plunged in like tigers among sheep.
Wherever they passed, martial artists fell in swathes like harvested wheat.
Broken weapons and fragments of armor mingled with flesh and blood.
Old Devil Wu floated in the air, watching with interest and occasionally offering a shrill commentary. "Tsk, tsk. I never tire of watching ants struggle.
"I wonder whether this region has produced any Golden Core Stage cultivators. Now that would be somewhat interesting."
Great Jin.
In a county town.
"Mother! Father! Where are you?!"
"The martial artists are dead! The Immortal Masters are dead too! Everyone's dead!"
"What did we do wrong? Why must we suffer this great calamity?!"
The entire county town lay beneath the spiritual consciousness of Golden Core cultivators. There was nowhere to escape.
If someone occasionally managed to flee, they paid no heed.
After all, their orders permitted wanton slaughter, but forbade complete extermination.
Elsewhere, all manner of atrocities were unfolding as well.
Countless people had their souls extracted.
Countless people were drained of their original yang or original yin.
Countless others were hacked into severed limbs and chunks of flesh.
Some demonic Golden Core cultivators even manipulated entire lineages into slaughtering one another for amusement.
The echoes of despair began spreading across the land.
The newcomers from the Blackwater