Chapter 348: Goodbye, Trash King

Fight! Vent it all! Dance freely in this world!

Let the entire world sink into absolute wailing!

If you do not kill, hatred will never cease!

If you do not kill, what difference is there between strong and weak like me?

If you do not kill, all sentient beings are karmic debt!

If you do not kill, all is illusion, empty and hollow!

……

Standing amidst a sky-full sea of fire.

By the time Fang Can came to his senses, the entire peak where Liantian Sect stood had been reduced to ashes beneath his fist.

Beneath him lay a massive meteor crater stretching thousands of meters, still radiating immense light and heat.

Outside the crater, warriors untouched by the blast stared as the colossal mushroom cloud rolled toward them, their faces filled with terror as they screamed and scattered in all directions.

Fang Can stared at his empty palm—the man who had temporarily taken over as sect leader after Liantian's patriarch died had been killed by his unconscious strike.

It was not his intention; he had planned to interrogate him first, then kill him.

But the man, despite having his throat crushed, still dared to mock him—after that, Fang Can slipped fully into rage and swung his fist without thinking.

By the time he realized it, it was already too late.

'But it doesn't matter—dead is dead!'

Fang Can's eyes blazed with furious flames; in an instant, his body crossed ten thousand meters.

Amid the colossal storm he unleashed, his arm seized the neck of a fleeing warrior.

Amid the dust and heat radiating from afar, the boy's appearance resembled a white-haired demon of annihilation.

"Y-you want to do what?!" the captured warrior struggled desperately, sending a mental query to the boy.

As he spoke, his gaze involuntarily flicked to the right, his eyes filled with fear.

There, the dust cloud Fang Can had created was spreading heat toward them.

If they didn't flee now, they'd be roasted alive by the incoming heatwave.

Clutching the man's neck, Fang Can smirked with contempt: "Tell everyone—Liantian Sect's destruction is only the beginning. Every one after them, I won't spare."

"I-I know! Hurry, get away! The firestorm's coming!"

The man struggled desperately, face pale, eyes fixed on the approaching mushroom cloud—yet all Fang Can said was: "Why run? I'm not afraid of heat!"

With those words, the man's body turned icy cold, as if plunged into an ice pit—he could only watch helplessly as the heat rolled toward him.

In an instant, he felt half his body pressed against a furnace.

"Aaaaaaah!!" A heart-rending scream tore from his throat—but was swallowed by the deafening roar.

One minute later, Fang Can looked down from above at the man kneeling helplessly before him:

"This scar shall be your future glory. From now on, call yourself the Two-Faced Man."

"You devil!" The Two-Faced Man glared at the youth, teeth gritted in a curse: "You will pay for this!"

"Hmph! Just the whining of a defeated dog!" Fang Can found the man's words laughable: "Hate me all you want. Spend the rest of your life drowning in fear and helplessness."

"If you want revenge, scream to the whole world—let more people learn of my terror. Then bring back a few worthy allies to strike back."

Fang Can coldly dropped these words, then vanished from his spot.

On a deserted mountain peak, Fang Can stood atop, overlooking the emerald waves and forests below.

After destroying Liantian Sect entirely, he noticed his Sin of Rage had begun to slightly digest.

It seemed that as long as he kept fighting, kept killing, kept venting…

As long as he plunged the world into catastrophe-level destruction, his Sin of Rage would slowly be digested.

And with the awakening of his Sin of Rage, Fang Can also discovered the new power he had gained.

Just as with his Sin of Pride, where his strength grew stronger the more intense the sunlight, now…

The power granted by his Sin of Rage, Fang Can named it 【Soul Ring Power】!

All who died because of him would become Soul Rings, binding themselves to his body.

The tighter the karmic bond, the more violent their final struggle, the greater the power gain.

For example, those killed instantly by the residual shockwave of his strike—like the Liantian Sect members—with no struggle or pain, granted him only about 1% power increase.

But if he forced them to fight desperately with every last ounce of strength, only to be slowly, agonizingly crushed and finally harvested by his own hand—such cases could boost his power by up to 30%.

'So to achieve this effect, I must crush ants without killing them? That's going to be tricky.' Fang Can sat cross-legged atop the peak, pondering silently.

Whether digesting the Sin of Rage or enhancing his power, constant death is required.

If so, the method must be carefully considered.

He couldn't possibly lower himself to play games against weaklings below the Fourth Transformation—yet killing them outright felt like a waste.

Fang Can vanished from his spot. Since he had temporarily suppressed his Rage, he could now seek out those with supernatural abilities.

His intuition told him not everyone had returned to the real world—some still remained in Dongfang Wujie.

While his mind is still clear, resolve these matters first—then go for the big one!

……

As Fang Can pondered, the news of Liantian Sect's annihilation spread like a nuclear explosion across the nations.

In the capital of Da Chu, the newly crowned Emperor of Chu frowned as he listened to the report below:

"You're saying Liantian Sect was wiped out? Who did it?"

As he spoke, the new Emperor of Chu frowned, feeling this was truly a season of troubles.

The events occurring across Dongfang Wujie today were absurdly excessive.

For years nothing happened—now every crisis erupted within this short span.

"I don't know, but the ruler of Great Zhou sent word that this concerns the survival of all the nations, and ordered every Fourth Rotation to gather immediately at the ruins of Refinement Tianmen to discuss the matter."

"Great Zhou?" Emperor Chu's brow lifted slightly, recalling that Fourth Rotation priest of Great Zhou.

It seemed that Sixth Rotation mystical realm back then had been prophesied to open by him—could he have foreseen something bad again?

After much deliberation, Emperor Chu finally decided: "Have the people of the Celestial Mechanism Pavilion arrange it, and teleport me there."

……

In another world, Fang Can drifted aimlessly over the Endless Sea with his eyes tightly shut.

Although he had no idea where the superhuman was, he trusted his luck to help him find his target.

But as he drifted, a sudden feeling made his speeding body halt in midair, and he opened his eyes.

Before him, the battered Li Huowang, with a pair of over-ear headphones hanging around his neck, stood with his hands in his pockets, smiling at him as he said:

"Hajji Can, it's only been a month and you've completely changed."

(End of chapter)