751: Chapter 751 The Jia Mansion is Empty

[With a thought, you moved Qin Han out.]

[The palm-sized Qin Han hovered in front of you, tilting his head to look at you: "Daddy, what is it? I was just having a good dream!"]

[The corners of your mouth twitched slightly, and you transmitted your voice: "Go wipe out Wanling Valley, and don't let Immortal Wanling escape. Eat all the resources you obtain."]

[Qin Han stretched out his neck, his eyes lighting up: "Alright, Daddy!"]

[Hearing about a fight, he became exceptionally spirited. With a flick of his short and sturdy tail, he had already vanished.]

[With Qin Han's current strength comparable to the Body Integration stage, wiping out Wanling Valley was more than enough.]

[Watching Qin Han leave, you took a step forward, changed your appearance, and appeared in the front hall of the City Lord's Residence.]

[The patrolling guards around and the guards at the entrance were startled when they saw you appear out of thin air, then their expressions changed drastically in terror, not daring to move rashly.]

[A person who could appear silently was at least in the Soul Transformation stage — even the most foolish among them understood this principle.]

[At the entrance of the front hall, City Lord Jia happened to be there.]

[On the ground in front of him lay a mangled female corpse whose features were indistinguishable, having just breathed her last.]

[Seeing you appear out of thin air, his eyelids twitched wildly: "Senior... I wonder why you have come?"]

[He couldn't see through your cultivation, which meant you were at least in the Void Refining stage, or even higher.]

[Because his cultivation was only at the Soul Transformation stage.]

[You ignored him and slowly raised your hand.]

[The rampaging red-scaled horse sedan chair in the city was enveloped by a force of space, instantly soaring into the air and appearing out of thin air above the City Lord's Residence.]

[The guards, maidservants, and that concubine inside the sedan chair were all shaken out, falling from the sky.]

[They were all so frightened that they cried out loudly.]

["Help! Help!"]

["What is going on? Why is my cultivation sealed?"]

["Old man Jia, where the hell did you die? Save me quickly!" the beautiful concubine screamed as she fell.]

[However, her cultivation was tightly sealed, and she couldn't mobilize even a shred of her spiritual power from the Foundation Establishment Stage.]

[The wind whistled in her ears. She reached out in panic and grabbed blindly, but could only watch helplessly as the ground grew closer and closer.]

[Bang!]

[A muffled sound rang out.]

[She slammed heavily onto the bluestone slabs, her body twisted and deformed. Half of her face was directly flattened, and an eyeball rolled out of its socket with blood threads, spinning around twice before stopping.]

[She lay prone on the ground, her body still twitching, making hoarse sounds in her throat.]

[The Physical Body of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator prevented her from dying immediately, but precisely because of this, she experienced what it meant to wish for death.]

[Blood seeped out from all over her body, and she could feel every inch of her shattered bones and every snapped meridian.]

[With her remaining bloodshot eyeball, she looked at City Lord Jia, raised her bloody hand, and slurred a few ambiguous words:]

["Kill... kill... me..."]

[City Lord Jia's eye rims turned red. Seeing his most favored concubine turned into this state, he gritted his teeth fiercely, raised his hand, and swung a palm downward.]

[Bang!]

[Law Power circulated, and his concubine's body exploded into a pool of blood mist, scattering all over the ground.]

[You looked at him, your tone indifferent: "Uncomfortable?"]

["Senior, take life but do not torture it, why must you act like this?" His eye rims were bloodred.]

["If I wanted to torture her, she wouldn't have died so easily." Your tone was calm, "Do you want to try what true torture is like?"]

["No, no, no," he stepped back and hurriedly waved his hands, "Senior, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that!"]

[He somewhat regretted blurting that out.]

[As a City Lord, he usually said whatever he wanted and did whatever he wanted; this habit couldn't be changed overnight.]

[He was also very clear that if torture really took place—pulling tendons and skinning, Soul Refining and seizing souls, unable to die for seven days and seven nights—such methods were what he often did.]

[If anyone was to be blamed, it was only that his concubine happened to have Foundation Establishment cultivation, so she wasn't so easily killed from the fall.]

[You looked at him, your voice turning cold: "It seems you haven't done little torturing. Since that's the case, let you taste it as well."]

[With that, you raised your hand and flicked your finger. A wisp of Origin power transformed into an aurora, instantly burrowing into his body and sealing his cultivation.]

[His pupils contracted, his body trembled, and he hurriedly moved his figure—]

[However, he was still in the same spot.]

[He tried to perceive the Law, but was isolated by a force, unable to perceive it or teleport.]

[His cultivation was completely sealed.]

[He was so frightened that his Primordial Spirit almost left his body, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Senior, Senior, behind me is the Heavenly Palace after all."]

["Isn't Wanling Valley behind you? How did it become the Heavenly Palace?" You looked at him curiously.]

[Seeing you look curious, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly said: "Senior, it is true that Wanling Valley is behind me, but behind Wanling Valley is the Heavenly Palace, so am I not a person of the Heavenly Palace?"]

[The corner of your mouth tilted, and you smiled: "So that's how it is? Then is there anyone behind the Heavenly Palace?"]

["Senior, what do you mean?" He stepped back.]

["There is nothing stronger than the Heavenly Palace, right?" You asked with a smile.]

[His expression sank, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.]

[You ignored him further, raised your hand in a false grip, and invisible Law Power burrowed into his skin, then began to peel it away inch by inch—skin, flesh, tendons, and bones, lifting them open layer by layer.]

["Ah—!"]

[Pain crept all over his body, and he let out a heart-rending scream.]

[This wasn't the end. You continued to raise your hand and hook with your finger. His Primordial Spirit was stripped from his body streak by streak, like threads being pulled longer and longer.]

[Every fraction of the Primordial Spirit drawn out raised his scream by a degree, until in the end it no longer sounded like a human voice.]

["Ah—! Senior, Senior, I was wrong, I beg you, kill me!"]

[His voice was already hoarse. He curled up on the ground, his body still twitching, turning the entire person into a bloody, gore-drenched figure.]

[The surrounding guards all had cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads, their bodies trembling, their legs too stiff to take a step.]

[Someone swallowed hard, quietly raised their foot, and retreated toward the backyard.]

[You no longer looked at City Lord Jia. Your Divine Thought covered the entire City Lord's Residence, courtyard after courtyard, over two thousand people up and down—more than a thousand guards, and hundreds of family members.]

[Without the slightest hesitation, with a thought from you, your Divine Thought swept across everyone.]

[Screams exploded simultaneously from various courtyards—]

["Ah—!"]

["Ah—!"]

["Puff—!"]

[Someone cut off halfway through a shout.]

[Someone clutched their head and fell to their knees on the ground.]

[Someone spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, splashing it on the ground.]

[Everyone's mind rang with a buzz, the world spinning, and then their entire bodies went limp, slamming onto the ground.]

[More than two thousand corpses lay across courtyards, corridors, and side rooms, everywhere.]

[No one knew what had happened, nor did anyone see who made a move.]

[You waved your hand, and Law Power swept past. All the corpses began to melt, turning into flying ash inch by inch, scattering into the wind.]

[You glanced at City Lord Jia one last time.]

[He curled up on the ground, his throat already hoarse, leaving only intermittent gurgling sounds in his throat.]

[You hadn't intended to actually let him last seven days and seven nights anyway. With a casual flick—]

[Bang!]

[He also exploded into a pool of blood mist, then scattered.]

[You glanced at the empty City Lord's Residence, your expression normal. With a casual beckoning motion, over a thousand qiankun rings and qiankun bags flew in from all directions, landing in your palm.]

[After putting them away, you turned around and took a step, changing your appearance, and you were already outside the City Lord's Residence.]