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Shen Chong: "?"
Damn, is that what I meant?
I'm begging you to spare my life.
"If you're going to kill me, you should at least tell me who you are and why you want to kill me, right?"
"You don't deserve to know."
Lu Xuan walked up to Shen Chong, and his cold gaze instilled a deep-seated fear in Shen Chong.
Lu Xuan looked down from his high vantage point and pointed a finger down.
"I want to kill you, it has nothing to do with you."
Lu Xuan had no interest in explaining to a deeply sinful Quanxing demon.
These evildoers all have their own reasons, all can express their grievances, all stubbornly claim innocence, and all have countless excuses to beautify their own position.
A life for a life, no excuses needed.
Lu Xuan wasn't in the mood either, and didn't bother to say anything more to Shen Chong.
If I want to kill you, I can do so with a clear conscience. Why should I explain myself to you?
Shen Chong was still trying to struggle when Lu Xuan pointed a finger at his brow.
Lu Xuan closed his eyes, his mind violently rushing into Shen Chong's soul, searching every inch of it.
The excruciating pain that tore his soul apart instantly shattered Shen Chong's reason.
The agony of the soul surpasses the pain of the body; no one can endure the pain of being torn apart and crushed inch by inch in spirit.
More importantly, Shen Chong seemed to feel that his memories and abilities were being stripped away and analyzed inch by inch by Lu Xuan.
How is that possible? Everyone's abilities are innate and different, and the entire world of superhumans has yet to figure out the mystery behind them.
How could Lu Xuan possibly be able to perceive my abilities?
After a moment, Shen Chong seemed to understand something and let out a wild, unrestrained laugh.
"What? You want to save those who made a pact with me?"
"Does the Taoist priest still have a heart that yearns to help and save people?"
Shen Chong coughed up blood, a mocking look appearing on his face.
"It's no use. There are hundreds or even thousands of people who have made a pact with me. Even if I die, they will not be able to break free."
"Unless you let me go, hahahaha~"
Shen Chong let out a wild, unrestrained laugh.
He felt he had found a chance to survive.
So this Taoist priest was trying to save people? To save those fools who made pacts with him?
How foolish! Even if they have power, they don't know how to use it. They actually think about saving those trash.
But this is a good thing for me!
Shen Chong laughed even more arrogantly. Since that was the case, and since Lu Xuan was trying to save people, then he would definitely not die.
These self-righteous righteous guys are just too soft-hearted.
As long as I don't die, I will definitely be able to make a comeback.
Lu Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and his indifferent gaze made Shen Chong subconsciously freeze.
Then Lu Xuan's voice made him feel as if he had fallen into an abyss.
"Target confirmed, contract signers... a total of 827 people."
Current number of survivors: 87.
Shen Chong's body suddenly stiffened, and then he trembled uncontrollably as an unprecedented and terrifying thought suddenly surfaced in his mind.
Chapter 18: To cut the weeds, you must pull them out by the roots, otherwise the spring breeze will not bring them back to life.
Even Shen Chong couldn't remember how many people he had made contracts with over the years.
So when he heard the number, he was puzzled for a moment. What's the use of knowing the number of people?
The excruciating pain emanating from the depths of his soul brought a terrifying thought to mind.
Before I could even think, the excruciating pain was followed by the loss of contact with each of my contractors.
Shen Chong was all too familiar with this feeling; it was the sensation of a contractor dying.
All the extraordinary individuals he had lent money to through his contracts were being systematically eliminated by Lu Xuan using unknown methods, following the mysterious connection between him and them!
Fear completely overwhelmed Shen Chong's pupils.
How is that possible? How could Lu Xuan possibly possess such unimaginable methods?
How dare you do that?
Although all the otherworldly beings who formed a contract with him would invariably go on a killing spree and be driven mad by the gradually thinning proportion of "Qi".
But how dare you?
That's nearly a hundred lives lost!
You just killed them all like that?
But Lu Xuan's cold gaze told Shen Chong that he really dared to do it.
Lu Xuan looked at Shen Chong, who was terrified.
What are these so-called Four Madmen? In the end, they are nothing more than bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong. When faced with death, they are no better than the other Quanxing members.
As for why he killed the superhuman who had formed a contract with Shen Chong, Lu Xuan had already told Liu Yanyan about it before.
When killing these evil people, should we not stand from the perspective of the victims, but instead stand from their perspective and think about them?
Killing Shen Chong was to cut off the source of the problem, but that doesn't mean those who made a pact with Shen Chong are innocent.
Whether they were from Quanxing or were seduced by Shen Chong, they had already made their choice, and that choice was death.
The mental force brutally crushed Shen Chong's memories and soul inch by inch, gaining insight into his abilities.
Looking along the mysterious connections.
Faint, thread-like strands emerged from Shen Chong's body and then spread out in all directions.
Each thread represents a person who has made a pact with Shen Chong and is being driven by that pact to continuously kill.
Lu Xuan withdrew his sword and looked at the silk thread in front of him.
With a single thought, a sword was formed, its gleaming sound resonating. The invisible sword light followed these threads, slashing towards the strange beings on the other side.
The sword's cry echoed far and wide, its brilliant energy rising and resounding throughout every corner of the country's major regions.
No matter where they hide or what they are doing, all those who have made a pact with Shen Chong will inevitably die after the sound of the sword and the flash of the sword.
There was no escape, no way to avoid it; only death awaited them!
Until the last contractor Shen Chong sensed died, all eighty-seven extraordinary individuals he had contracted across the country were wiped out.
"How can it be?"
Shen Chong stared blankly at the sky, muttering to himself.
He deciphered his own abilities, followed the connection between himself and his contractors, and wiped out all of his contractors from thousands of miles away.
How could such great supernatural powers exist in the world of supernatural beings? How could anyone possess such cultivation?
Even in the world of supernatural beings, such miraculous methods are only found in legends and myths.
Upon realizing that the last person who had made a pact with Shen Chong had died, Shen Chong's will was completely overwhelmed by fear.
Looking down at Shen Chong, who had lost his abilities and cultivation and become a useless person, he was as listless as a walking corpse.
Lu Xuan seemed to be deep in thought.
"It seems to be ruined?"
Lu Xuan shook his head and sighed.
"You're lucky, I don't kill trash."
Shen Chong was taken aback, and a glimmer of hope lit up his eyes.
The joy of surviving the ordeal was almost unbelievable to Shen Chong.
Does that mean I don't have to die?
Seeing that he had been spared, Shen Chong felt both relieved and sneered.
As expected of a Taoist priest from a prestigious sect, he is so pedantic.
If you don't kill me today, you'll die by my hand sooner or later.
Shen Chong had even begun planning how to exploit Lu Xuan's weaknesses to kill him.
Before Shen Chong could even laugh out loud, the sound of swords ringing out rang in his ears again.
It felt as if invisible sword energy was cutting through the air.
An overwhelming pain surged through his limbs and bones, and Shen Chong's body writhed uncontrollably on the ground, dancing a stiff dance like a puppet out of control.
Until countless lines of blood appeared on his body, Shen Chong shattered into countless fragments out of thin air.
The cut was smooth, the sword energy sharply slicing through his muscles and bones, blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs and tissues that had also been cut open, flowing out.
From a distance, Shen Chong looked as if he had eaten a split fruit and suddenly split open.
Before he died, Shen Chong saw the look in Lu Xuan's eyes that said, "You actually believed that!"
"Four arrogant ones? You actually believe that?"
Lu Xuan's voice rang in my ears.
"If I kill you, you'll die again in the underworld."
Shen Chong stared wide-eyed, his face, shattered into pieces, staring blankly into death.