Annihilating Evil Souls with the Tathagata Palm

Zhong Hunmie wore bone armor, bone wings spread behind him, and he looked down on Qian Xunji with condescending eyes. "Qian Xunji, welcome to my world. I wonder what you plan to do when facing so many ordinary people?"

Behind Zhong Hunmie, that soul master whose martial soul was a bone scepter stepped forward once again. The seventh black soul ring beneath his feet lit up. "Seventh soul skill: Martial Soul True God, eighth soul skill: Undead Possession..."

A huge bone scepter hovered in the sky, emitting a faint green light. Grey mist rose from the ground of New York City, and out of it crawled one dark shadow after another, drilling into the bodies of all the citizens across New York City.

The eyes of the citizens of New York City turned hollow and their movements stiff. Clearly, they were as good as possessed by ghosts, and they were controlled as they looked toward Qian Xunji and the others.

"Shit, they're forcing me into a bloody massacre!" Huang Tieyi watched as a group of red-eyed people walked toward them with mechanical movements, and he released his Golden Sacred Body martial soul at the very first moment, preparing for battle.

"A Yi, don't be impulsive. Leave it to me..." As he spoke, Qian Xunji released his Six-Winged Angel martial soul, and the Martial Soul True God instantly towered over New York City. "Third..."

Before Qian Xunji could finish speaking, Zhong Hunmie rushed over holding a black skull sword. "Qian Xunji, I won't let you use sacred power to save these one hundred thousand people. Your opponent is me..."

Helpless, Qian Xunji instantly raised the Sword of Judgment and collided with Zhong Hunmie's skull sword. "Zhong Hunmie, I will definitely kill you today, to the point that neither your body nor soul remains..."

"Qian Xunji, spare the big talk. I'll give you a chance, and I hope you aren't just blowing hot air. I'm claiming the lives of you Qian Family members..." Zhong Hunmie said viciously.

Qian Xunji and Zhong Hunmie continuously fought in the air, exchanging sword strikes whose resulting shockwaves caused damage to the surrounding buildings.

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at the two people entangled in the midair and said in an icy voice, "A Yi, Ling Yuan, Saintess, Lei Zhenyun, you four can put aside any psychological burden and kill all these people."

"Qian Jun, Jiang Mo, Batian, the four of us will be on guard against the other Titled Douluos on the side of the Evil Soul Cult." Golden Crocodile Douluo said with his eyes carrying a thick murderous intent.

Heavenly Cripple Douluo leaped up into the air and entered a restaurant by the side of the street. "You fight your fights, I'm not getting involved. Don't disturb my drinking."

"This old man, he really doesn't..." Huang Tieyi started to complain, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Huang Batian. "Shut up, do your own job."

"Seventh soul skill: Martial Soul True God, fourth soul skill: Tathagata Palm..." The fourth and seventh black soul rings beneath Huang Tieyi's feet lit up. In an instant, he transformed into a three-meter-tall giant, casually raising his hand. A flaming giant hand appeared in the sky, and as Huang Tieyi's palm fell, a patch of houses in New York City turned to ruins, and the controlled citizens were instantly crushed to death and burned to charcoal.

"What the fuck, just who is the evil soul master here?!" Heavenly Cripple Douluo stood at the restaurant window holding a wine pot in one hand and a roasted chicken in the other. Seeing Huang Tieyi launch such a large-scale attack without a single hesitation, the man was completely dumbfounded. It was normal for evil soul masters to kill casually and disrespect others' lives. You came out of Spirit Hall, yet the moment you strike, it's a large-scale area attack like this—without even caring whether the citizens could recover their clarity, you just strike so decisively? Is this normal?

Zhong Hunmie, who was continually trading sword blows with Qian Xunji in the air, was distracted for a split second. Seizing precisely this opportunity, Qian Xunji spotted the timing and used his third soul skill, Sacred Holy Light Bullet, striking Zhong Hunmie's bone armor. Zhong Hunmie was blasted flying, cracks appeared on the bone armor covering his body, and a trace of fresh blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Zhong Hunmie flapped his bone wings to steady his stance, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said in a mocking tone, "Qian Xunji, I never expected the punks from your Spirit Hall to attack so decisively. One palm strike like that wipes out a thousand or eight hundred people, even more ruthless than us evil soul masters!"

Holding the Sword of Judgment, Qian Xunji stood in the void, glanced at Zhong Hunmie, and then shouted to Huang Tieyi down below, "A Yi, can't your punk-ass change places? Look at the fine mess you've made—dammit, it's all smoke, choking me to death..."

Hearing Qian Xunji's words, Zhong Hunmie felt an urge to vomit blood. "Qian Xunji, is this how your Spirit Hall does things? So cruel and inhumane, how do you have the face to call us evil soul masters?"

"So what? New York City is just a safe territory we of Spirit Hall left for you evil soul masters. Ordinary citizens are either killed by you or taken by you to do experiments, their fates were already sealed. A Yi sparing them a painful death, what a merciful act that is!" Qian Xunji said with cold eyes. "You wouldn't be naive enough to think that we in Spirit Hall, when facing a bunch of inhumane evil soul masters like you, would still bother considering the lives of a few individuals, would you?"

"You..." Zhong Hunmie had just wanted to launch a verbal taunt at Qian Xunji when he heard a loud, explosive boom.

In midair, he shifted his angle, guarding against a sneak attack from Qian Xunji while looking toward the direction of the sound. He saw a massive crater appear in the distance, caused precisely by Huang Tieyi leaping up and jumping to another location after hearing Qian Xunji's words.

"Fourth soul skill: Tathagata Palm..." Huang Tieyi raised his hand once again, and a huge flaming giant hand appeared in the sky. As Huang Tieyi's right hand descended, another patch of houses turned to ruins, and yet another vast area of ghost-possessed citizens was burned to charcoal.

"Cult leader, save me! Cult leader, save me..." Huang Tieyi spun around, changing directions as he raised his hand. Evil soul master voices came from among those ghost-possessed citizens, and many evil soul masters who had been hiding among the populace were seen running out with panic-stricken faces, crying out to Zhong Hunmie for help.

"Hey, don't run! If you guys scatter like this, how am I supposed to land a hit?!" Huang Tieyi bent down to look at the evil soul masters fleeing from the crowd, complaining.

Huang Tieyi spun around again, and just as he raised his hand, he found that the evil soul masters hiding in the crowd of ghost-possessed citizens had scattered in all directions and fled.

Watching the massive number of evil soul masters escaping, Zhong Hunmie looked toward Qian Xunji with a grave expression. "This brat isn't indiscriminately slaughtering the innocent at all—he's killing the people of our Holy Spirit Cult?"

"The Holy Spirit Cult? An evil cult actually took such a nice-sounding name, it's truly admirable!" Qian Xunji said coldly. "What else? He possesses the Golden Sacred Body with sacred attributes, capable of clearly sensing the aura of you evil soul masters. Whether it's destroying buildings or crushing a thousand or eight hundred people with a single palm, the real purpose is to wipe you evil soul masters out."

"Wipe out us evil soul masters? You still killed so many ordinary citizens, what excuse do you have..." Zhong Hunmie pointed right at Qian Xunji, righteous and stern as he demanded.