"CRACKLE—"
The thick glow of fire painted half the sky red. There were noisy sounds, the sounds of drunkenness.
A man ca before Kou Shou, still holding a piece of cake in his hand and eating it eagerly, "Boss, there’s no sign of those two."
"They probably ran off long ago..."
Kou Shou’s lips curled into a cold laugh, his voice sinister, "Consider them lucky. However, it seems the display of our power has already made its mark. This is what happens to those who oppose our Wolf Den!"
Then he greedily inhaled, spreading his arms wide to bask in the sensation of being enveloped by the countless Evil Qi surrounding him.
So this is the so-called Evil Qi?
It’s much faster than cultivating Spiritual Energy.
He hoisted his Da Dao onto his shoulder. Gazing at Xiaohou Village, where blood flowed like rivers, admiring his crimson masterpiece, he licked his parched lips, "Indeed, I still love looting and plundering the most! It’s just that for such a large village, there was hardly any loot..."
Just then, a man rushed over, panting heavily, and said, "Boss, it looks like those two noble scions are heading this way."
"And... they’re with soone new..."
Kou Shou’s murky eyes instantly lit up. He licked his lips and dashed out like a bolt of lightning. "Heaven has a path, yet you refuse to tread it; Hell has no gate, yet you co barging in! You can only bla your bad luck! Boys, follow ! The big fish have arrived!"
"ROAR—"
Dense, terrifying, almost tangible Evil Qi swept over them, blanketing everything.
Su Bei stared blankly at the scene before him, utterly silent and motionless, his eyes unblinking, his feet rooted to the spot.
Li Zijun’s complexion instantly turned pale. A righteous aura surged from within her as she gazed nervously at Su Bei beside her. This is bad! What was fated to happen has happened. I can only pin my hopes on the Eastern Emperor now.
"Sister Nan Ji, please take Elder Su away!"
"Quick, leave this place!"
Li Zijun looked at Su Bei’s state. Her heart clenched, and her face filled with urgency. We’re dood!
Ji Nanjue took a deep breath. Looking at Li Zijun, she understood her aning: Su Bei absolutely could not be exposed to too much Evil Qi right now.
She reached out to pull Su Bei, but unexpectedly, the Qingping Sword seed to automatically protect its master, thrusting itself towards Ji Nanjue.
Ji Nanjue had no choice but to imdiately release her grip, afraid her actions might harm Su Bei.
The Qingping Sword continued to circle above Su Bei.
The Evil Qi, as if it had suddenly found an inlet, frantically surged into Su Bei’s body.
Noisy sounds echoed continuously. Then, a loud shout ca from the distance, "You killed people from my Wolf Den! Leave your lives behind!"
Su Bei remained indifferent, watching everything before him. He could still faintly make out the cake crumbs at the corner of one of the n’s mouths.
Ji Nanjue’s face turned ice-cold, her body nearly trembling.
Why? It has only been a day, why has everything beco like this?
The ridians inside Su Bei’s body expanded furiously, and one of the Cultivation Techniques he had scouted out from the strange stone began to operate on its own. This was different from the day before; that had rely been its first awakening.
Burning heat, eeriness, terror.
A torrent of complex emotions surged madly into Su Bei’s mind. Within his Sea of Consciousness, he vaguely saw a figure in a white shirt, holding a sword. Beneath its feet was a vast sea of blood.
That Cultivation Technique was nad ’Devouring Heaven’.
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