Chapter 416

The people of the Sang Country were also completely dumbfounded.

Seeing with their own eyes that the Sword Saint who had originally risked his life to protect them was actually bowing to the enemy, they felt their heads were about to explode.

"Bastard! What kind of joke is this! That is Lord Left-Handed Sword Saint Ban Muming!"

"Lord Sword Saint! You are the strongest Hao Yue Realm expert of our Great Sang Empire! You are the number one person in the way of the sword; how could you do such a shameful thing!"

"Lord Sword Saint, did you willingly suffer this humiliation just to protect us?"

The Sang Country people were filled with grief and indignation, countless eyes staring fixedly at Ban Muming's semi-transparent soul.

"Master, why is this?" Zhibin Yingdou also roared out.

He didn't want Master Ban Muming to die in battle, but he even less wanted to see Ban Muming bowing and scraping before the enemy!

"Yingdou, you don't understand! That Lord is an existence we simply cannot defeat; bowing before such a strong person, how can that be considered a shame? This is an honor!"

Saying this, Ban Muming puffed out his chest, his face full of pride.

Ye Lin was a bit speechless... because he could feel Ban Muming's emotions through the Human Emperor Flag.

This old guy wasn't deceiving himself; he really thought so from the bottom of his heart...

"Shut up! I don't have a master like you!"

Zhibin Yingdou was furious, and carrying his sword, he charged at Ban Muming.

"My foolish disciple, how far can that sword of yours cut now?"

The corners of Ban Muming's mouth curled into a cold sneer; Zhibin Yingdou's swordsmanship was all taught by him, and he had also watched Zhibin Yingdou grow up with his own eyes.

Even though he no longer had a physical body and had become a soul, he was still confident in dealing with Zhibin Yingdou.

Ban Muming condensed a longsword through soul power and directly engaged in a great battle with Zhibin Yingdou.

Ban Muming had lost his physical body, so his strength was greatly reduced, but his sword techniques were incomparably exquisite, and he could catch Zhibin Yingdou's flaws every time.

More importantly, as a soul, Ban Muming also possessed an immortal body!

As long as Ye Lin did not die and the Human Emperor Flag did not fall, he, as the main soul, could resurrect endlessly!

Question Ye Lin, understand Ye Lin, become Ye Lin, surpass Ye Lin!

Only at this moment did Ban Muming truly realize how great it was to have an immortal body!

Attacks that couldn't be dodged? Then don't dodge!

Ban Muming laughed strangely and continued to charge at Zhibin Yingdou, and Zhibin Yingdou finally experienced the despair Ban Muming had felt when fighting Ye Lin just moments ago.

Facing a monster that couldn't be killed, there was simply no possibility of victory...

No matter how many times Zhibin Yingdou heavily wounded or killed Ban Muming, Ban Muming could always rush out of that dark golden flag, full of life again.

Finally, under this war of attrition, Ban Muming seized the opportunity and stabbed his sword into Zhibin Yingdou's heart.

"Sword Peak: Cherry Dance!"

Zhibin Yingdou opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood; he had already been heavily wounded by Ye Lin, and Ban Muming's strike completely cut off all his vitality.

"Master..."

Zhibin Yingdou's eyes were filled with pain.

He hadn't expected that he would die at the hands of the master he respected most.

Ban Muming suddenly turned around and knelt before Ye Lin with a thud.

"Lord, I implore you to grant my disciple Yingdou the honor of entering the Human Emperor Flag! He... is the person I care about most! Please grant this, Lord!"

Ban Muming kowtowed repeatedly.

Ye Lin was truly dumbfounded; it was his first time seeing someone actively wanting to bring friends and family into the Human Emperor Flag—even novels wouldn't dare write it like this!

"Uh... fine... let him in." Ye Lin's mouth twitched slightly.

"Yingdou, why aren't you thanking that Lord yet?"

Ban Muming looked excitedly at the dying Zhibin Yingdou, but there was still hesitation in Zhibin Yingdou's eyes.

"What are you waiting for? Yingdou! What kind of expression is that!"

Ban Muming put on a stern face, like a strict but loving father.

"Bowing and scraping before someone far stronger than yourself is not a shame at all, but wisdom! It is a manifestation of a person knowing how to be flexible and assess the situation! Don't be stupid, Yingdou!"

Under Ban Muming's heartfelt teaching, the hesitation in Zhibin Yingdou's eyes gradually dissipated.

"I understand, Master!"

Zhibin Yingdou also abandoned his physical body and became a main soul of the Human Emperor Flag; when he saw his own semi-transparent body, a bit of excitement also appeared on Zhibin Yingdou's face.

"Sugoi!"

"With a body like this, you won't feel any pain at all; this is simply invincible!"

Ban Muming looked at Zhibin Yingdou with a smile; the two of them, master and disciple, would be able to practice the sword together forever from now on.

"Go, do it; bring the people of this city into the Human Emperor Flag as well, and let them achieve eternal life too."

Ye Lin wore a kind smile on his face.

Didn't these Sang Country people want to respectfully send off their Left-Handed Sword Saint?

Didn't they view this Left-Handed Sword Saint as the great hero of their Sang Country?

Then, he would let Ban Muming complete this city slaughter.

Letting the hero who had just protected them slaughter them with his own hands—this was the true way to kill the heart!

Following Ye Lin's order, Ban Muming and Zhibin Yingdou did not hesitate at all and drew their longswords simultaneously.

"Master, let us fight side by side once again!"

"Good!"

The two led the army of souls and charged directly toward the city ahead, launching a slaughter against this city!

With the leadership of two main souls, the army of souls, which had previously looked chaotic, was clearly much more orderly.

The people in this city couldn't stop the torrent of over 800,000 souls at all.

After all, although this city was a large one, it only had a population of 100,000; on average, one Sang Country person had to deal with eight souls.

Screams resounded both inside and outside the city.

"No! Lord Sword Saint, didn't you say you wanted to protect the lights of ten thousand homes?"

"Lord Yingdou! You even held me when I was a child; please don't kill me!"

"Someone save us! Lord God! Almighty Lord God, save us!"

Throughout the entire city, thick despair permeated; no one had expected that the ones ultimately slaughtering them would be the heroes who had protected them at the very beginning!

Facing those pleas for mercy, there was not the slightest movement on the faces of Ban Muming and Zhibin Yingdou; instead, they became more excited the more they killed, as if something engraved in their genes had awakened.

This inhumane slaughter actually made them feel a faint sense of excitement!

Ban Muming held his longsword, killing with great pleasure; every strike he swung resulted in several heads falling to the ground.

"Yingdou, let's compete to see who kills more enemies!"

"Good, I won't lose to Master!"

Zhibin Yingdou's sword techniques were also incomparably astonishing, every strike aimed straight at vital points, leaving the Sang Country people dead everywhere.

This city had already turned into a living hell!