Chapter 597

A series of explosions erupted.

In the area where Chen San stood, a massive crater over ten meters in radius was violently blasted out!

Many were blown apart instantly; Chen San was reduced to nothing but ash.

After the explosion, black flames flew wildly, and many Shoushen Sect followers who caught fire screamed as they were burned to charcoal.

Tens of thousands of civilians struck by the blast on the city wall froze in shock.

Their shouts and curses halted instantly.

They had not expected the military to actually strike back.

Someone shouted again: "You damned executioner! Lord Shoushen will surely send divine punishment to cast you into hell!"

"…"

As other Shoushen Sect followers prepared to rush forward and continue cursing Su Yang's ancestors, a burning black fire eagle shot toward the speaker.

Boom—! The man was blasted straight into the sky!

Silence fell again.

In the tens of thousands gathered there, it was so quiet you could hear the crackling of distant fires consuming houses, and the faint cries of innocent civilians.

Su Yang slowly raised his head, his left hand still pressed against his left temple; with blood-red eyes, he scanned the crowd below the wall and roared: "Quiet down! All this noise is giving me a headache!"

The Shoushen Sect followers fell silent.

None dared meet the gaze of the strange man wrapped in bandages.

Those blood-red eyes, and the black flames swirling around him, filled them with terror!

This man truly killed without blinking.

A true executioner.

"Don't be frightened by him! We're so many—he won't dare kill us all!" cried an elderly man in plain cloth, his face gentle and kind. "Look at his state—he's a sinner cursed by Lord Shoushen! We won't bow to his tyranny! We must take back Xicheng, let Xicheng…"

Boom!

The gentle old man was blown to fragments before he could finish speaking.

The moment he opened his mouth, Su Yang noticed the clear surge of spiritual energy emanating from him.

"Anyone else want to speak? If you want to speak, speak clearly—I'll send you to meet that damn Shoushen!"

"Don't you dare insult…"

Boom!

A bursting fire eagle shattered the man's body—including his mouth!

Dozens around him were also burned to charcoal.

Su Yang shouted: "Anyone else want to speak?"

No one!

No one spoke anymore.

Even the most devoted followers of Shoushen remained silent.

A Gold-rank Beast Tamer leapt down from the wall and retrieved the headless corpse.

Peng Xiangming jumped to Su Yang's side: "Lieutenant Su, calm down a little!"

Su Yang, pressing his left temple, said seriously: "I'm calm."

Peng Xiangming soothed him like a child: "I know, I know—I'll handle the rest!"

As he spoke, he gave Liu Mengyun a meaningful glance.

Liu Mengyun helped Su Yang down from the wall.

She didn't want him to keep fighting.

It would ruin his reputation.

Xicheng, Outer District.

The Shoushen Sect had sent only a few low-rank, thoroughly brainwashed Beast Tamers to lead the mob's assault on Xicheng's military headquarters.

Meanwhile, their main operatives hidden within Xicheng did nothing but set fires everywhere.

A young Beast Tamer, newly joined to the Shoushen Sect and devoutly devoted to the deity, set fire while asking: "Father, why are we burning things?"

The priest replied kindly: "Money and property are evil. Humans come into this world naked and leave it naked. Only by shedding the chains of wealth and possessions can believers devote themselves wholly to Lord Shoushen, earn His favor, and after death enter the Blissful Divine Realm, forever at peace… We are helping them!"