Chapter 183 - 180: You Are a Devil

"No!" the youth screamed in terror. An instant later, he was slain on the spot by his own sword.

The crowd of onlookers was thoroughly shocked. Most of them were just commoners of Heilong Town and had no idea what a Spirit Master was. They wondered in shock and bewilderment just what this "Spirit Master" the green-clad youth had mentioned could be. How could it be so terrifying? It could actually make people kill their own comrades, or even themselves?

The other members of the Imperial Alliance charging at Mo Qianqian were also greatly alarmed. However, the green-clad youth was already the first to reach him, slashing his long saber directly at the boy.

So what if he was a Spirit Master? A Spirit Master’s greatest strength lay in sneak attacks and controlling their Spirit Body to strike. The Spirit Master themselves had barely any combat power. As long as one got close, the Spirit Master would be in grave danger!

"Die!" the green-clad youth roared, his saber slashing toward Mo Qianqian’s throat.

At that very moment, Mo Qianqian thrust out a hand and grabbed the incoming blade.

CLANG!

His palm clamped onto the green-clad youth’s long saber in a vice-like grip. The blade could not budge his hand in the slightest, nor did a single drop of blood flow from his skin.

"What?!" The green-clad youth was instantly horrified, his mind struggling to process the scene.

He was at the First Level of Tongyou Realm; the power behind his strike was by no means weak. Yet his opponent had actually caught the weapon barehanded, taking the blow head-on with flesh and blood? How was this possible?

CLINK! CLINK! CLINK!

Meanwhile, the other men hastily thrust their swords, landing strikes directly on Mo Qianqian’s body. However, aside from tearing his clothes, their weapons could not cut into his flesh at all.

"I’m standing right here letting you hit me, and you still can’t do any damage. With this level of strength, you actually came out to rob people?" A smirk tugged at the corners of Mo Qianqian’s lips.

"What?!" The men were completely dumbfounded.

Their weapons had struck him while he stood completely still, yet they couldn’t harm the boy in the slightest? How could this be? How could anyone’s physical body be this strong? Even an expert at the higher levels of the Tongyou Realm would be hacked to death if they stood there and took the hits without defending.

The spectating bystanders were equally stunned. Some even rubbed their eyes, thinking they had seen wrong. Yet the reality was laid bare right in front of them. The boy was truly unharmed, still standing there perfectly alive.

BOOM!

In the next instant, Mo Qianqian made his move. He threw both fists out simultaneously, slamming one into the green-clad youth’s chest and the other into another youth’s head.

SQUELCH! SPLAT!

The green-clad youth’s body was instantly punched straight through, while the other youth’s head was blown apart by the impact. Both died on the spot.

At the same time, the remaining two youths had their necks snapped by the Spirit Body’s hand chops, perishing instantly. Out of the five who had charged over, only one gray-clad youth was left alive.

"Ah!" The gray-clad youth was so terrified that he dropped his sword and collapsed onto his backside. "A devil... you’re a devil!"

His spirit had practically shattered from the terror. He scrambled backward across the ground, desperately trying to get away.

"I told you all to state your respective dynasties. If we were from the same hometown, I would have gone a bit easier on you. What a pity you aren’t!" Mo Qianqian laughed.

With that, he yanked his left arm out from where it had pierced the green-clad youth. Blood immediately gushed from the gaping hole in the corpse’s chest.

At this moment, not only the gray-clad youth but even the onlookers gasped in horror. They, too, felt that this seemingly harmless boy was a devil incarnate. Before anyone could even comprehend what was happening, he had brutally slaughtered seven people.

"Don’t kill me... please don’t kill me!" The gray-clad youth’s eyes were wide with dread as he scrambled away.

SWISH!

Mo Qianqian commanded his Spirit Body, sending it darting toward the fleeing youth.

"Stop!" A loud, commanding shout suddenly rang out. A group of over a dozen people came flying out from the depths of the town, rushing toward them.

CRACK!

The gray-clad youth’s neck was instantly snapped. Blood sprayed like a fountain as he died on the spot.

"How audacious! You dare kill members of the Imperial Alliance!" The leader of the newly arrived group, an elderly man, roared furiously as they charged at Mo Qianqian.

Upon seeing the gruesome corpses of the eight men, the newcomers were greatly shocked. Following this group of a dozen, more people continuously arrived from behind until their numbers swelled to thirty or forty. The crowd consisted of elders, middle-aged men, and youths, though they were split into two distinct factions.

Taking in the scene before them, even the older generation was somewhat taken aback. The deaths were far too gruesome; this boy was truly ruthless!

"Die!" The old man at the forefront lunged forward, thrusting his palm toward Mo Qianqian. An aura of the Eighth Level of Tongyou Realm erupted from his body, clearly marking him as a top-tier expert of that cultivation level.

Mo Qianqian clenched his right fist and threw a punch in response.

BAM!

His fist easily deflected the incoming palm strike and smashed directly into the old man’s chest. The overwhelming force punched straight through the elder’s torso.

SQUELCH!

Blood sprayed wildly into the air. The Eighth Level of Tongyou Realm expert had been instantly killed by a single punch.

SLASH! SLASH!

At the same time, another old man and a middle-aged man who had charged alongside him were decapitated by the Spirit Body. They died before they even knew what hit them. Both men were cultivators at the Sixth Level of Tongyou Realm.

"What?!" The charging mob was utterly stunned, expressions of disbelief washing over their faces.

An Eighth Level of Tongyou Realm expert had a hole punched clean through his body? How was that possible? Their opponent was just a teenage boy! Even the four great prodigies of the Realm of Chaos weren’t this outrageously powerful, right? The four great prodigies could indeed kill someone at the Eighth Level of Tongyou Realm, but they definitely couldn’t punch a hole through one in a single strike. This was far too savage and brutal!

However, the first squad of men was already mid-charge. With no time to hesitate, they had no choice but to bite the bullet, draw their weapons, and attack Mo Qianqian in rapid succession. At this point, the strongest person left in their squad was only at the Seventh Level of Tongyou Realm.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Mo Qianqian struck out rapidly with both fists, sending men flying one after another. Simultaneously, his Spirit Body continuously ambushed them, snapping necks and chopping off heads. In no time at all, half of this dozen-man squad had been slaughtered.

The other advancing group belonged to the Great Zhou Dynasty. Their leader, an old man at the Ninth Level of Tongyou Realm, was thoroughly horrified by the sight.

"Fall back!" he hastily ordered. "Send for Imperial Uncle Zhou Yu!"

This boy was far too terrifying; it was an absolute massacre. Even if his team charged in, it wouldn’t do much good. Even if they managed to take the boy down after a bloody battle, they would suffer catastrophic casualties. It would be much better to summon an expert in the Void Spirit Realm and minimize their losses.

The second squad of over a dozen men immediately halted their advance and retreated frantically.

"How dare you!"

Just then, a furious, booming shout rolled through the air. A mighty, overwhelming aura swept out from the depths of Heilong Town.