Chapter 172

"Arrogant, truly arrogant beyond measure." Hearing Kuchiki Senya's words, the elderly guardian's face turned extremely gloomy.

"Shua shua shua!"

Kuchiki Senya took light steps, his figure vanishing in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already beside the elderly guardian.

Kuchiki Senya clenched his right fist, then without hesitation smashed it violently toward the elderly guardian's head.

With one punch thrown, space seemed to be torn apart, and a series of crackling sounds came from the void.

"Boom!" Kuchiki Senya's fist effortlessly pierced through the elderly guardian's defense, then landed precisely on the elderly guardian's forehead, producing a world-shaking roar.

The elderly guardian was immediately struck as if by a heavy blow, blood splattering everywhere, dyeing the ground red, then his corpse crashed to the ground with a muffled grunt, already devoid of any breath.

Kuchiki Senya withdrew his fist, then slowly turned around and walked toward the distance.

His steps were not particularly fast, but each one covered vast distances, instantly crossing over a hundred meters.

"Xiu!"

Not long after Kuchiki Senya had left, a terrifyingly powerful energy aura came from behind him, and immediately after, a short and fat old man suddenly appeared here—none other than the elderly guardian's accomplice, the short and fat old man whose strength was at the beginner stage of an elite upper-ninja realm.

"Eh? Where's the person?" The short and fat old man first surveyed the surroundings, then furrowed his brow and said in confusion.

"Strange, I clearly saw him enter the depths of the forest just now..." the short and fat old man muttered to himself, his eyes narrowing slightly.

But just then, the hairs on his body suddenly stood on end, and a layer of fine cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Who's there?" The short and fat old man spun around abruptly, shouting with a face full of solemnity.

"Boom!"

A giant claw covered in pitch-black scales descended from the sky, carrying an overwhelming momentum as it slammed down viciously, making the space here seem to become much more oppressive, the air squeezed until it creaked, as if it would collapse the next second.

"Seeking death!" The short and fat old man coldly shouted, his body flickering.

"Chi la!" A sharp sound rang out, and the old man instantly appeared before a towering ancient tree, then swung his arm, a sword gleam so fierce it shot out like lightning, chopping down on that enormously thick tree with an irresistible force, then producing a crisp metallic clash.

Kuchiki Senya's enormously huge pitch-black giant palm immediately halted, and at the same time that dark-colored giant claw also cracked inch by inch, becoming fragmented.

"How dare you use your flesh to take my move head-on, seeking death!"

The elderly guardian roared angrily, his figure flickering again, appearing atop another great tree, and another fierce sword gleam slashed out.

This sword gleam was nearly a zhang long, emitting a dazzling, blinding white light, the sharp and icy sword gleam tearing through the air with an extremely piercing sound, then slashing viciously toward Kuchiki Senya's neck, intending to chop Kuchiki Senya's head off directly.

"Pu ci!" With a sound, this sword gleam instantly pierced through Kuchiki Senya's throat, scarlet blood gushing out, causing Kuchiki Senya's body to stiffen in place.

"Heh~" A cruel, sinister smile appeared at the corner of the short and fat old man's mouth. He reached out and grabbed Kuchiki Senya's neck, wanting to capture Kuchiki Senya alive.

"Weng weng weng!"

A ball of dazzling white light suddenly lit up on Kuchiki Senya's chest, and immediately after, a ring materialized out of thin air, then burst forth with ten thousand zhang of white light, instantly enveloping the short and fat old man's entire body.

The next moment, the short and fat old man's enormously fat body began to gradually shrivel, his skin becoming wrinkled and withered, his frame growing thinner and weaker, even the heavy armor on his body becoming dull and lusterless.

"What's going on?" The short and fat old man's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly released Kuchiki Senya, wanting to escape.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just then, an extremely vast and surging aura shot up from inside the ring on Kuchiki Senya's chest, then transformed into a massive chain that firmly bound the short and fat old man, no matter how he struggled it was useless.

"This is..." The short and fat old man's pupils suddenly contracted, and a thick look of panic appeared in his eyes.

Although his cultivation was powerful, he still found it difficult to resist this immensely powerful sealing and binding force.

"You must be that mysterious Shinigami, right?" The short and fat old man's eyeballs trembled, then he cried out in terror.

"Since you know my identity, why not surrender immediately?" Kuchiki Senya walked over unhurriedly, his face showing no ripples at all, and said lightly.

"Don't, don't come any closer, otherwise I'd rather choose to self-destruct than be controlled by you. If I die, your plan will definitely fail completely, and you will definitely suffer heavy losses." The short and fat old man's face changed drastically, his voice trembling as he shouted, clearly very afraid.

"Do you really think I'll give you the chance to self-destruct?" Kuchiki Senya's face still wore an expression of utter indifference, then he said lightly.

"Ka cha!" Before Kuchiki Senya's words had finished falling, his palm suddenly transformed into two pitch-black dragon claws, then he squeezed down viciously.

"Ah!"

The short and fat old man let out an extremely miserable shriek, then his entire head exploded like a rotten watermelon, fresh blood splattering everywhere.

At the same time, the short and fat old man's soul broke free from its shell and fled toward the distance.

"Sou!"

Kuchiki Senya's speed was several degrees faster than the short and fat old man's fleeing soul. He directly grabbed the short and fat old man's soul, then opened his mouth, and a wisp of purple flame immediately spewed from his mouth, rapidly wrapping around the short and fat old man's soul's neck, ultimately burning it to ashes.

After finishing all this, Kuchiki Senya also Landeli Society that short and fat old man's body, continued to lift his leg forward, then swept through all the way, breaking one great tree after another, leaving countless traces of devastation.

Very quickly, Kuchiki Senya vanished within this forest.

Inside a hidden mountain cave, a small boy with a stooped figure and aged appearance was sleeping soundly among a pile of beast hides.

Just then, that small boy suddenly opened his eyes, then sat up, looking toward the cave entrance.

"Shua!" A blurry, pitch-black figure appeared at the cave entrance, then walked step by step over, arriving beside the small boy.

The small boy gazed at the visitor with calm eyes. Although he was young, the aura he released was extraordinarily intense and terrifying, making one's heart palpitate, like a long-dormant sharp sword about to Su Xing, ready to drink all the blood under heaven.

"Master!" Seeing Kuchiki Senya, the small boy bowed respectfully, then spoke.

"Mm!" Kuchiki Senya nodded and said: "You are already grown now, no need to address me as master anymore. Besides, you are a born slaughter warrior, Zhuding Society to become a generation's overlord!"

136. What? There's actually such a thing?

"Thank you, Master, for your cultivation. I will definitely not disappoint your expectations. I will become the sole king among slaughter warriors, become the pinnacle existence of this world!" A look of determination appeared in the small boy's eyes as he said.

"Hopefully so!" Kuchiki Senya said one sentence, then asked: "Who is your mother? How did she die?"

"My mother was a very beautiful woman!" A look of reminiscence appeared in the small boy's eyes as he said: "Her name was Yue Lianxi, she was a beautiful songstress!"

"What about your father?" Kuchiki Senya continued to ask.

"His name is Kuang Feng, he is my father, but because he cultivated an evil cultivation technique, his lifespan was exhausted and he died!" The small boy's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were filled with grief.

"Your father, how did Kuang Feng fall?" Kuchiki Senya asked.

"I don't know the specific details either, but according to the people in the clan, he was sneak-attacked by a violent ape, so he was killed." The small boy shook his head and said.

Although Kuang Feng was dead, his clan fell into chaos because of this matter. Before his death, Kuang Feng had made a will, passing the position of clan head to his son, but this met with fierce opposition from the clan's elders.

"Gorilla?" Kuchiki Senya's eyebrows twitched slightly, then he changed the subject: "What are you planning to do now?"

"Of course, revenge! 520!" the boy gritted his teeth, a cold glint flashing deep in his eyes.

"Oh? How do you plan to seek revenge?" Kuchiki Senya asked, intrigued.

"I want to venture into the Southern Barbarian Mountains and find a powerful method to strengthen myself!" the boy said.

"The Southern Barbarian Mountains?" Kuchiki Senya murmured. The Southern Barbarian Mountains were not far from the Northern Desert Kingdom—only a vast sea of snow lay between them.

"How long do you think you can survive in the Southern Barbarian Mountains with your current strength?" Kuchiki Senya said calmly, looking at the boy.

"Three months? No, perhaps even longer than three months!" The boy's eyes flashed with determination, then he said slowly: "Within three years, I must become strong—then I'll have enough power to seek revenge."

"Three years?" Hearing this, Kuchiki Senya let out a light laugh.

His gaze drifted to the distance, then he said softly: "Become strong within three years? Do you really believe you can survive long enough to become strong, then return for revenge?"

"I don't believe I'll die out there," the boy said after a moment of silence.

"You're wrong. If you're surrounded by a pack of powerful ferocious beasts—or even higher-level experts intervene—even if you barely survive, you'll be wounded," Kuchiki Senya said. "More importantly, you can't find a suitable body, because in the Eastern Region, no one can host your soul."

"What? Is this even possible?" the boy exclaimed in shock.

"Yes—unless you have an Eternal Heart, then you might reluctantly accept your soul," Kuchiki Senya nodded.

The boy fell into thought, his eyes half-lidded, as if considering whether to possess the corpse of a powerful cultivator.

"I don't like the bodies of the powerful, because their bodies contain immense energy—if I devour the energy of a powerful one's corpse, my strength will surge forward!" Kuchiki Senya said.

"Let's try it!" the boy nodded.

Then Kuchiki Senya vanished instantly, leaving only the withered skeleton, seated cross-legged in place.

"Sssch!"

Suddenly, blindingly brilliant Jin Guang erupted from the skeleton's surface, and the skeleton turned into a pool of pus.

"Boom!"

Instantly, the corrosive liquid shattered through the rock and shot skyward, coalescing into a giant nearly a hundred meters tall, entirely formed from dense Jin Guang.

This golden giant radiated a terrifying, overwhelming aura, as if he were an invincible war god.

"Roar!"

With a bellow, the golden giant thrust out his right fist and punched the void—immediately, the void twisted violently, then shattered inch by inch.

"Boom—rumble!"

Heaven cracked, earth split, mountains shook, and boundless shockwaves surged outward, causing every Shanfeng within ten thousand meters to collapse, dust swirling in a terrifying spectacle.

Long after, the shockwaves faded, and the golden giant returned to his original form, sitting again atop the peak, eyes closed, resuming his slumber.

"Boom!"

At that moment, a terrifying roar echoed from the distant horizon, and a vast cavalry charged across the clouds, their momentum immense, covering sky and earth, like a locust swarm passing through.

Each soldier in this army wore silver armor, wielded silver spears, rode white horses, and radiated sharp, murderous energy.