366: Chapter 376 You have long since ceased to deserve to live.

Upon hearing this, all the Qinglan Sect Disciples present were filled with terror!

They looked at Chen Nian's eyes, which were calm yet permeated with endless indifference.

They looked at his terrifying strength, crushing the netherworld bone-corroding banner with a casual wave and exploding Chi Xiaozi's head with a single palm strike.

At this moment, the last sliver of luck and thought of resistance in their hearts was extinguished completely, like a candle in the wind.

Replacing it was an extreme fear that seeped into their bones, almost freezing their Souls!

Their legs went weak, and they could barely stand, forced to rely on their weapons to support their bodies.

However, Chen Nian ignored them.

He did not even spare these ants an extra glance.

Instead, he walked straight towards the remaining Grand Elder—Xuan Mingzi, who was kneeling on the ground, breathing his last.

Xuan Mingzi's body was half-covered in his own sprayed blood, his hair disheveled, and his face filled with pain, despair, and an indescribable confusion.

He watched as Chen Nian slowly approached, the seemingly ordinary casual clothes appearing in his eyes like the funeral robes of the Grim Reaper.

The shadow of death had never loomed over his head so realistically.

Xuan Mingzi shuddered violently.

His consciousness, which had become crazed due to the Abyssal erosion, suddenly sobered up a bit under the stimulus of the fear of death.

He no longer thought about Sect righteousness or loyalty to the Abyss; instead, it was as if he had grasped the final straw for survival.

A strong desire to survive erupted within him, and even his eyes became a bit clearer.

He struggled to adjust his posture, and regardless of his image, he plopped to the ground, prostrating himself at Chen Nian's feet.

His posture was humble to the point of being in the dust, completely devoid of the dignity and arrogance he had possessed as a Grand Elder just a moment ago.

"Spare me, My Lord! Spare me, My Lord!"

"The ritual is at the altar in the deepest part of the Demon Suppressing Cave, presided over personally by the Sect Master, Feng Qingzi!"

"Right now... it should have reached the final stage, and they are currently guiding the will of the Abyssal Demon General to descend!"

"My Lord, as long as you rush over now, perhaps you can still stop it! This humble one is willing to lead the way, only begging you to spare This humble one's life! I beg you for mercy!"

He spoke incoherently, tears and snot streaming down his face, pouring out everything he knew, only hoping to exchange it for a glimmer of survival.

That humble and pleading appearance was even more wretched than the lowest beggar.

Seeing an Elder begging so obsequiously, the other Disciples, who had long since been terrified out of their wits, seemed to have found an example.

They followed suit, dropping their weapons one after another, plopping to their knees in a crowd.

They kowtowed frantically towards Chen Nian, their foreheads hitting the ground with dull thuds.

"Spare us, My Lord! We are also willing to confess! We were forced into this!"

"We know of several secret passages to the underground palace that can bypass the traps ahead! We are willing to lead the way!"

"We beg for your mercy, give us a chance to turn over a new leaf! We are willing to atone for our crimes!"

Sounds of begging, crying, and pledges of loyalty rang out in unison.

These fallen Cultivators, who had been arrogant and fanatical not long ago, clamoring to extract Souls and refine spirits, were now displaying their ugly sides. To survive, they would unhesitatingly betray their Sect Master, their fellow Disciples, and even the Abyssal Sacred Dao they had just been worshiping.

Seeing this scene, everyone from the Spiritual Energy Bureau had complex expressions, feeling both satisfied and incredibly ironic.

They discussed it among themselves, their tones filled with disdain and emotion:

"Pah! A bunch of spineless cowards! Weren't you just shouting 'The Abyss is eternal' and 'Kill without mercy'?"

"To save your own lives, you've lost even the most basic sense of shame; it's truly pathetic and hateful!"

"This is the outcome of throwing oneself into the darkness; having lost faith and bottom lines, one eventually becomes worthless."

"How will Special Commissioner Chen deal with them? Will he accept their surrender?"

However, Chen Nian looked at the group of fallen Cultivators kneeling and begging at his feet, displaying their ugliness. He just smiled contemptuously, a cold and cruel smile that did not waver in the slightest.

"Turn over a new leaf? Atone for your crimes?"

He shook his head, his voice clearly reaching the entire venue:

"The nauseating stench of the Abyss on you can be smelled from far away; your Souls have long been polluted and eroded, rotten from the inside out."

"From the moment you chose to betray the Human Race, Cultivate evil techniques, and harm living beings, you were no longer worthy of living."

"Know fear now? It's too late!"

Upon hearing this, the kneeling Disciples were struck as if by lightning.

The color drained from their faces, and the faint hope that had just ignited in their eyes was instantly replaced by boundless despair!

"No... My Lord! Please, no!"

"We really know we were wrong!"

"We beg you to spare our lives!"

However, Chen Nian ignored them completely.

The next second, he just lifted his hand casually and waved it lightly at Xuan Mingzi, who was kneeling at the very front.

"Boom—!!!"

A muffled sound!

Xuan Mingzi's broken body, along with the frozen expression of terror on his face, exploded with a bang!

Dark purple flesh, bone fragments, and visceral residue, mixed with dissipating Evil Energy, exploded in front of Chen Nian like the cruelest fireworks, splattering all over the ground!

[Ding! Killed an Eighth-Order fallen Cultivator, gained 42891 points!]

The crisp System notification sounded in Chen Nian's mind.

In an instant, all the kneeling Disciples were shocked!

Their minds went blank, and their Souls seemed to be trembling!

They looked at the spot where Grand Elder Xuan Mingzi had just been kneeling.

At this moment, only that pool of filthy, smoking blood and gore remained, slowly spreading.

Extreme fear poured over them like ice water, instantly engulfing everyone!

"Elder Xuan Ming also... also died?!"

"He... he really doesn't intend to let us go! Even surrendering is useless!"

"Run! Run quickly!"

"Fight this devil to the death!!!"

Despair and madness intertwined, and the remaining Disciples reacted in different ways.

A portion completely broke down, crying and scrambling backward, wanting only to get as far away from that god of slaughter as possible.

Another portion, in their extreme fear, had their last bit of ferocity forced out.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and they roared, burning their last bit of Evil Energy regardless of the cost, launching a suicidal charge towards Chen Nian!

"Kill him! We're dead anyway!"

"The Abyss is eternal! For our Master!!!"

They roared even more vigorously, as if this could bring them a final sliver of courage.

However, Chen Nian did not care about their reactions at all.

Watching those figures rushing forward like moths to a flame, and those backs fleeing in a panic.

He just smiled contemptuously, that smile carrying a cruel pleasure of controlling life and death.

"That's right, this is interesting."

"Come at me all together!"

Saying this, he gave a cruel smile and struck directly.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!!!!!"

Thousands of blood-red threads, condensed to the extreme—Heart-Devouring Demon Silk—exploded into existence once again!

Like the Grim Reaper's scythe cutting through the air, it instantly swept past the dozens of Disciples charging at the very front!

"Puchi! Puchi! Puchi! Puchi!"

The dense sound of cutting blended into one!

The Disciples who were roaring as they charged suddenly froze in their movements.

The madness on their faces froze, and the red light in their eyes quickly dimmed.

The next second, their bodies scattered all over the ground like building blocks being pushed over.

They were cut into countless neat pieces!

Dark red blood gushed out from countless cuts like a fountain.

Mixed with broken internal organs, bones, and the yet-to-dissipate Evil Energy, it stained the ground in a complete mess.

[Ding! Killed a Fourth-Order fallen Cultivator, gained 3655 points!]

[Ding! Killed a Fifth-Order fallen Cultivator, gained 12217 points!]

[Ding! Killed a Fifth-Order fallen Cultivator, gained 15891 points!]

[Ding! Killed a Sixth-Order fallen Cultivator, gained 24117 points!]

...

The System notifications began to scroll rapidly.

Chen Nian felt very satisfied.

These guys were of good quality.

The points they provided were not few at all.