I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 487 - 317: The Sword Hanging Over Prefecture City!

Chapter 487: Chapter 317: The Sword Hanging Over Prefecture City!

Qifeng Prefecture City.

Heads rolling, blood flowing into rivers.

These past two days, the people inside the city, whether commoners, martial artists, civilians, or individuals from various powers, all felt a kind of terror and fear.

In the various taverns, there were heated discussions, and people were apprehensive and restless beyond measure.

Meanwhile, in a tavern outside the city.

"Where’s the wine? Hurry up and bring it to me, or I’ll kill..."

The voice came to a sudden halt, the complexion of this noble son turning pale in an instant, as if reminded of some fearful matter.

He was a direct descendant of the Han Family.

He also knew about the Han Family’s abandonment of Han Zheng.

Even more, he knew that the man on the execution stage right now was Han Zheng’s disciple.

Recalling the scenes he had just witnessed in the inner city, an endless chill rose within him, his hands and feet turning icy cold.

Looking at the servant hurriedly serving the drinks, the harsh words originally on his lips were swallowed back down.

Could verbal threats also constitute a violation of the law?

What if this servant met with some accident on the way home, and it became connected to him? What then?

He felt a dryness in his mouth and a dizziness as he walked out of the room, looking down at the main hall of the tavern beneath.

The various discussions were filled with an unspeakable gloom, enveloping the place.

It wasn’t just here, to be precise... the entire Qifeng Prefecture City was shrouded in gloom.

It was as though a knife was suspended above Qifeng Prefecture City, ready to fall at any moment.

That knife was named Wu Chang!

"Damn it... killing without even blinking an eye..."

The son of the Han Family felt his whole body go numb, trembling as he drank a cup of wine to warm his body.

And the murmuring discussions below continued to reach his ears.

"I’ve seen a lot of killing, but never like this. From yesterday to now, how many heads have been chopped off? Does his hand even get tired?"

"From the ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts to those in the Qi Refining Realm, in his eyes, they are all finished with a single stroke."

"Those big figures in the Qi Refining Realm, every one of them high and mighty, controlling the elements, formidable enough to shake one’s heart, and just like that, like rotten mud, had their heads chopped off with a blade?"

"Damn, who is that person? I see his hand raise the blade and fall, and he doesn’t even blink!"

"Such a person, beheading feels even more casual than drinking water, can he really stay in control?"

Among those present, there were no shortage of martial artists, and also no shortage of those who had stained their hands with blood.

But in their hearts, they still felt terror and dread.

It was common to execute absolutely vicious criminals in the market to deter the public.

But it was rare to implicate so many people.

Even if a power collapsed and involved a wide scope with many criminals, there would usually be a large group of executioners.

In the blink of an eye, a large group of executioners would simultaneously swing their blades and chop off a plethora of heads.

The scene was shocking, but it was over in an instant like a downpour of rain.

But now, it was like endless, continuous drizzle, damp and cold, instilling fear.

On that execution stage, from beginning to end, there was only one executioner!

And with each strike, only one head was taken!

To the martial artists who had blood on their hands, those who had seen beheadings, the scene was not shocking, so at the first sight, it didn’t seem out of the ordinary—just another execution, another beheading.

But as one after another criminal condemned to death was pushed onto the execution stage...

As the young man up there, expressionless, stroke after stroke, chopped off one head after another...

Each swing of the blade added to the fear and horror in people’s hearts.

The chill was like damp drizzle, little by little seeping into people’s hearts, growing ever more pervasive and seemingly endless.

"He is Wu Chang, the one who defeated Xu Dingye of the Little Divine Sect."

Someone trembled, drained a cup of wine, his face pale as if about to vomit, gasping, "I’ve been to that battle at High Willow City... I’ve seen him... Before he became famous, he had another name, called the Star of Slaughter..."

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Inner city.

Observatory Headquarters.

The Commander’s gaze was focused, revealing a complex expression.

Behind him stood the high-ranking officials of the Observatory, all of whom had killed countless enemies and performed outstanding meritorious services.

But looking at the scene at the distant execution stage, they felt an inexplicable sense of fear and dread.

They had always considered themselves decisive in killing, but these past two days, they had come to understand what it meant to kill like mowing down grass!

"The true nature of killing without blinking an eye..."

The young man with white hair remarked, "He’s been at it so long, don’t his eyes get dry?"

"..."

All eyes involuntarily turned toward this young man with white hair.

Even the Supreme Commander turned his head to glance at him, cursing inwardly, "How does my Observatory produce such eccentrics?"

The young man with white hair seemed not to notice the unusual gazes of everyone and muttered quietly, "If it were me up there, my hand would have gone numb by now, and he doesn’t even rest. He is definitely much stronger than me."

Was this a matter of numb limbs and dry eyes?

Clearly, it was the cold determination and ruthless methods of this person that caused one’s scalp to tingle with fear!

The problem was that, according to the Observatory’s archives, this young man was barely over twenty years old!

So young, with profound cultivation and fearsome combat abilities, that was all fine, but his cold determination and his prolific killing terrified people to the bone.

"Continuing to kill like this, won’t he lose control?"

Just then, Vice Commander Liu spoke with a complex tone.

The unusual True Qi he cultivated was of the water attribute, relatively gentle.

However, in his early years, he had killed an Evil Spirit that emerged from the rivers and lakes, hailed as a Divine Spirit of the waters.

The Slaughter Qi of that Evil Spirit was absorbed into his body, in turn strengthening his unusual True Qi but also leaving behind a greater hidden danger.

He did not rely on Slaughter Qi as the source of his unusual True Qi.

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