Chapter 83: Slaughter

And at this moment, the Esteemed Founder in Xingkong furrowed his brows; his eyes held deep confusion.

"Strange, why can't I suddenly sense that kid's qi? Everything about him is shrouded in a thick mist."

"Obviously, that eye just now was the Esteemed Founder's probe."

"How strange!"

The Esteemed Founder simply couldn't figure out what method Ye Chen used to evade his probe.

He furrowed his brows; with his cultivation, how could he fail to probe a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator?

But now this happened before him, leaving him no choice but to believe.

"He must have some great secret on him; good thing I set my sights on that kid first—once this world's spiritual energy fully recovers, I can send someone to bring him to me."

The Esteemed Founder said, his form gradually vanishing into the void.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen, who was cultivating, naturally knew none of this; his aura kept rising, his cultivation increasing step by step.

Ye Chen didn't know how long he had cultivated; he greatly enjoyed the feeling of growing stronger from this cultivation, immersed in it, and time passed in his cultivation.

Turbid Eye, while Ye Chen cultivated, quietly opened its eyes a few times, strengthening the power it had left on Ye Chen; as Ye Chen's power grew, it too needed to strengthen its power, otherwise it would easily be overwhelmed by Ye Chen's power.

"Five days have passed; you should be waking up soon, right."

Turbid Eye finished speaking, and Ye Chen snapped his eyes open; at that moment, an extremely fierce aura burst from his body.

But then, the sky suddenly let out a 'Boom—', startling the just-awakened Ye Chen.

"Holy shit, is it going to strike me again?!"

However, the heavenly tribulation Ye Chen imagined did not descend; after a few thunderclaps, the sky drizzled lightly, then poured down a heavy rain.

Seeing this, Ye Chen let out a sigh of relief.

"Not a heavenly tribulation; it scared me."

Ye Chen was indeed a bit afraid of being struck; each time he was struck, he turned pitch black, like coal.

"Foundation Establishment sixth level, rising so fast."

Turbid Eye's voice sounded then; upon hearing it, Ye Chen replied, "A bit higher than expected."

"What now? Go back and kill?"

Turbid Eye finished speaking, and Ye Chen's aura instantly turned icy. "That… is natural."

The instant Ye Chen's words fell, his form vanished from the spot; not long after, his figure appeared above M Country.

His aura unhidden, at the moment he appeared, several dozen cultivators also appeared simultaneously.

"Everyone, long time… no see."

As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, he waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner; tens of thousands of Yin souls were simultaneously summoned, and another Yin soul handed over the previously collected human skin to Ye Chen.

Seeing this, Ye Chen took the skin; after taking it, his figure surged, in an unstoppable posture, he slaughtered toward those cultivators.

It must be said, those powerhouses outside Xingkong truly have means; in just five days, they produced a Foundation Establishment eighth-level cultivator.

But, in Ye Chen's eyes, it was still not enough.

The Wuji Yin-Yang Diagram was unleashed, and the aura of the Thus Technique: Dayanzhaohuajue also burst forth at this moment; in an instant, Ye Chen's aura reached a terrifying level.

In half a breath, the several dozen cultivators that had come were reduced to half; those cultivators didn't even have time to react.

Their skins were then collected by the Yin souls.

The strongest among them, a Foundation Establishment eighth-level cultivator, stared at Ye Chen with a solemn face.

Just five days ago, he suddenly received the attention of 'God,' and his God issued a command: capture Ye Chen alive!

But given the situation, let alone capturing Ye Chen alive, he could barely survive under Ye Chen's hand, yet he couldn't flee, for his God was watching him.

Was Ye Chen still slaughtering? It wasn't that no cultivators tried to flee, but their speed was a joke in Ye Chen's eyes; the moment they turned, his figure appeared behind them, giving them no chance to escape.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

That Foundation Establishment eighth-level cultivator shouted, but suddenly he noticed Ye Chen's figure had vanished.

"Oh~ is that so? Do you think… you have this strength?"

Fear, dread, trembling—the Foundation Establishment eighth-level cultivator couldn't fathom it; although his cultivation was stronger than Ye Chen's, before Ye Chen he was like fish on a chopping board, at his mercy.

Splash—

A sword light flashed, and the Foundation Establishment eighth-level cultivator fell thus.

"What a fine piece of human skin."

Ye Chen said, his eyes flashing scarlet.

At the corner of his mouth lay a hint of mad laughter.

Turbid Eye, seeing Ye Chen's state, felt some worry: "Is this… demonic possession?"

But soon, Turbid Eye dismissed the thought; Ye Chen wasn't possessed, he was just excited from killing.

Turbid Eye didn't care whether Ye Chen was possessed; it only worried that if he were, he'd act without regard for consequences—but obviously it overthought, Ye Chen wasn't possessed.

And Ye Chen himself didn't care whether he was demon or immortal; myriad Dao lead to one—demon or immortal, he himself decides!

By then, Ye Chen had already slain all the dozens of cultivators who came to kill him, and his subordinates' Yin souls had also helped him collect the skins.

Looking at the skin in his hand, Ye Chen immediately began to reforge the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

His forging speed was fast; in less than half an hour, he had already completed reforging the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

Ye Chen gazed at the freshly forged Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand, exhaled a turbid breath, and said, "No need to reforge the Ten Thousand Souls Banner for a short time; now it can hold about five hundred thousand Yin souls."

Ye Chen said, gradually becoming excited.

"Everyone, welcome to be guests in my Ten Thousand Souls Banner, hahaha…"

"Yin souls, kill."

As Ye Chen's words fell, the Yin souls began a massive slaughter; the Yin souls in his Ten Thousand Souls Banner grew at an extremely rapid pace.

Eighty thousand, ninety thousand, one hundred ten thousand, one hundred thirty thousand, one hundred seventy thousand…

And Ye Chen fell to the ground, walking step by step; although he walked step by step, his speed was extraordinarily fast—after three steps he had already covered a distance of thirty li.

With each step he took, the buildings behind him collapsed with a roar; the bloody odor spread like a towering flood, permeating every corner of the city, and the black aura of his Ten Thousand Souls Banner grew ever thicker.

"God will not forgive you!"

"You wicked one, God will surely kill you!"

"My God, please quickly strike down this wicked person!"

……

Ye Chen listened to their words and felt utterly amused.

"God, cultivators, superpowered beings—one for one, you come one I kill one, you come a pair I kill a pair!"

Ye Chen's voice was projected outward through his spiritual power, so every person in M Country clearly heard his words.

Fear also gradually spread in the hearts of every person in M Country.

The heavy rain washed away the blood on the ground, the ground covered in crimson……