Chapter 67: Chaos (Third Watch)

  In the depths of the city's ruins, a pale paper man drifted with the wind, his empty eyes, eerie smile, and fluttering scraps of paper all exuding an aura of evil. As the chaos in the desolate city intensified, brutal slaughter filled every corner, and deaths occurred one after another. Unseen by anyone, a faint, ethereal presence wafted through the air, yet seemed to be drawn towards this paper man.

  This is the soul!! This is the soul of the dead that should have dissipated!!

  Paper man is absorbing countless wronged spirits!

  In the underground fissure tens of meters deep, Ren Tian hid in a cross-legged sitting position, concentrating his mind and holding his breath. As the paper man frantically devoured, his body emitted an evil cold aura, but his body turned into a strange red color, like a heavenly tripod furnace, refining the souls absorbed by the paper man!

  Under the dim sky, the nine great martial arts masters stood with their hands behind their backs, no one dared to make a move, vigilantly staring at the stone statue with increasingly more cracks. They began to secretly gather their strength. They could feel the desolate aura emanating from the statue, an aura that made their souls tremble yet urged them to take action.

  Is it some kind of deadly weapon? Or is it some kind of sacred instrument!

  They can't be sure, but one thing is certain, with their own strength they should be able to control one or two, what they need to worry about are the other martial arts masters around them, this is their greatest enemy!

  In front of a ferocious beast statue, an old man with tattered clothes hunched over his body, silently staring at it, waiting and smoking a dry pipe, exactly the same old man Tang Yan saw in the ruins before.

  Still the same numbness, still the same ordinariness, the only difference is... the smoke dust floating out of the pipe is drifting gently, but not dispersing with the biting cold wind.

  Boulders continued to fall from the beast's body, kicking up massive clouds of dust and triggering violent tremors, but the old man remained standing still, without any intention of dodging.

  In the ruins somewhere, the elders of the 'Di Huang' sect were pale-faced and stared at the rising killer stone statue in horror: "Impossible! Impossible! How could they lift the seal? Impossible!!"

  "Could it be that 'Akatsuki' had a way to undo the seal all along?"

  "It's impossible! They can't even control what's inside!"

  "Could it be... that there are other forces at play? Are they colluding with each other?"

  "It's all too late, this is a killing game! Prepare to flee for your life!"

  Tang Ba, Tang Qing and Tang Hao gathered together, feeling the increasingly thick killing atmosphere. The three people's breathing was a bit urgent, as if they couldn't hold back the murderous intent in their chests.

  "The situation is a bit off, there must be some kind of terrible killing device sealed inside. I'm starting to suspect that 'Akatsuki' intentionally lured us here, their purpose..." Tang Ba didn't dare imagine.

  Tang Qing's face was ashen, his shaved head slightly reddened: "Hurry up and retreat, otherwise you won't even be able to keep your lives."

  Tang Hao said coldly, "Didn't you see what happened to the Martial King just now? Retreat, where can we retreat to? Whoever leaves the city will immediately shatter and become their sacrifice."

  Tang Ba took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "We can't just sit here waiting to die, we need to lean on the outer wall and look for an opportunity to escape."

  "Go!"

  In the ruins, Tang Yan was fully operating the Undying Heavenly Technique, and the mist of life permeated his body, forming a thin blood mist that enveloped himself, Du Yang, and Ailin, while stabilizing his own mind, trying to alleviate their traumatized consciousness.

  To avoid being attacked, seven fireballs formed around him, automatically protecting his body.

  From time to time, someone would rush into the ruins. Tang Yan would absolutely not show mercy, and a fireball would blast over immediately. However, such desperate persistence was ultimately not a solution. More and more people would notice this place, and once a martial arts expert came in, he would absolutely have no room for resistance.

  Is this a conspiracy?! Was it 'Di Huang' who planned it? Or was it 'Chi Shen'!

  Are we going to slaughter all these tens of thousands of lives here? What a ruthless heart!

  Tang Yan finally felt a sense of regret, originally intending to take advantage of the situation, but who could have predicted that he would be dragged into such a disaster!

  Rumble!

  Under the violent shaking of the ground, the arrow tower collapsed for the second time, not burying Tang Yan alive, but completely exposing them to the gaze outside.

  The mercenaries around had long been killing red-eyed, and suddenly saw the 'new goods', and instantly rushed up with a loud shout.

  "Damn it!!" Tang Yan's eyes let out a deafening roar, his eyes bursting with an evil light pillar that instantly pierced through the brain of a martial artist, and the violent fireballs surrounding him all blasted over, immediately drowning the person and exploding into rolling smoke.

  The other mercenaries trembled slightly, but their consciousness was quickly filled with slaughter, and seven or eight people came to kill them one after another.

  Tang Yan was shocked and hastily retreated, but saw Du Yang and Ailin on the ground, gritted his teeth secretly, and charged forward with his knife again.

  But just at this moment, a massive fire eagle descended from the sky, as if a meteorite tore through space. Boom! The fire eagle slammed into the ground, shattering into flames that filled the sky, ruthlessly devouring the surrounding mercenaries. "Who dares to approach? Kill without pardon!!" Three king-level powerhouses stepped down from the sky, forming a ring of fierce flames around the ruins. A loud roar blocked the mercenaries' continued approach.

  "Tan Ba?" Tan Yan's spirit was greatly lifted, but at this time the evil aura invaded his consciousness, almost losing his rationality. He couldn't help but greet them, and hurriedly sat cross-legged, using all his strength to operate the Undead Heavenly Technique to protect his spiritual wisdom.

  "Is this the Second Young Master?" Tang Hao looked at the 'old man' who was covered in blood mist with a surprised expression. Although his appearance was completely different, the ancient war knife and the cyan fireball were very familiar. He had just happened to fly over halfway through the sky and discovered the situation here, so he rushed over to rescue him this time.

  Tang Ba grasped the unconscious Du Yang, exerted force and ripped off all his whiskers. The three people's eyes momentarily froze - was this really Du Yang?! Then wasn't this old man and old woman actually Tang Yan and Ailin Da?

  "What's going on!! How did he end up here?" Tang Ba's face turned gloomy.

  At this moment... a loud, earth-shattering roar suddenly exploded in the sky, and everyone's eyes widened as they looked up to see a ferocious beast statue completely collapse. A massive sword blade shot up into the air, its sharp aura sending chills down the spines of all the warriors in the desolate city graveyard.

  "It's mine!" A martial arts master who seemed like a golden god of war took the lead, his massive golden palm grasping at the air like a raging tide.

  "Don't even think about it!!" Two Wu Zuns not far away immediately launched an attack, terrifying thunderbolts ravaged the air, and black chains pierced through space, all rushing towards that enormous sword tip.

  A floating man sat cross-legged in mid-air, his slender hand plucked the strings of a seven-colored harp that materialized out of thin air. The sound waves shot out like sharp knives, shattering the golden palm and transforming into a kaleidoscope of colors that filled the sky, forcefully trapping the giant sword's blade.

  Clang! Clang! Clang!! The remaining six statues collapsed one after another, and various gigantic sword edges shot up into the sky. The vast ancient aura was like a raging tide, and the terrifyingly sharp killing tools made this world thoroughly gloomy.

  "Go!!" A white-robed woman with a nine-day fairy-like appearance waved her hand, and a turbulent river took shape in the void, with raging waves and surging water rushing towards a giant blue sword.

  "This divine sword belongs to me." A withered old woman raised her wooden cane, pointing at the void. A silver light pierced through space, heading straight for a black giant sword. Just before they touched, the silver light suddenly exploded, transforming into countless silver needles that then condensed into a ferocious snake head, which pounced forward fiercely.

  The remaining Wu Zun no longer hesitated and each locked onto a sword tip to chase after.

  At this moment, anyone can feel the extraordinary power of these giant swords! They are bound to succeed!

  Locals' martial kings gazed up at the sky, all of them were deeply moved. Some self-proclaimed extraordinary ones secretly took action, but what they got was the wrath of the strong martial masters. In an instant, it turned into a bloody massacre that filled the sky, becoming a resentful spirit in this world. These brutal and bloodthirsty methods ruthlessly suppressed other martial kings, and no one dared to make another move.

  The entire sky was in turmoil, the nine great martial arts masters went all out, frantically chasing after the wildly slashing sword edges, causing the energy of heaven and earth to become chaotic. The wildly raging thunderbolts, wind blades, blood rivers, and mountain ranges, or the eerie aura, while rampaging across the horizon also affected the desolate city below, many mercenaries who were inadvertently caught in the crossfire instantly disintegrated.

  Even many of the strongest martial artists couldn't withstand this terrifying power, and were either blown to death or blasted into pieces.

  Tang Ba, Tang Hao and Tang Qing sat around Tang Yan with their knees crossed, a majestic aura bursting out, forming a domain of flames and magma with them as the center.

  Tang Ba's gaze pierced the sky, his cold eyes flashing with evil and cruelty. This butcher, known for his ruthlessness, was now fueled by tension and fear, igniting a fierce battle intent. Tang Qing knelt on one knee, holding a massive knife as raging flames danced on its blade. Anyone who dared to take another step would be met with the full fury of the Tang family's Blazing Blade Technique. A giant flame eagle shadow loomed over Tang Hao's head, letting out a long, mournful cry as it emitted a scorching aura that shook all the mercenaries in the surrounding area.

  As they acted, the Wu Wangs of other regions suppressed their impulses and began to condense their auras to protect themselves or those they should be protecting.

  Chaos! Chaos! Chaos!! The entire desolate city cemetery has fallen into complete disorder!