333: The king who reaches the top will step on countless dead bones

The next instant.

Jiang Yu, who should have been exhausted, found strength from who knows where.

He shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring.

He raised his sword and slashed at the heads of the nearest villagers!

"You all deserve to die!"

"I heard from Mother that back then, you were the ones whispering into my father's ears every single day!"

"You incited him to become the monster's blood food, saying it would allow our family, the three of us, to live a life of abundance from then on!"

"My father went, but what was the result!? What was the result?!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Several sword lights crisscrossed.

Blood splattered, and several heads, filled with despair and terror before death, were tossed high into the air.

Those villagers didn't even have a chance to defend themselves before their headless bodies collapsed to the ground.

Scalding blood flowed continuously from their severed necks, staining a large area of land red.

The pungent smell of blood in the air became increasingly intense.

The remaining villagers who witnessed this scene were filled with fear and dread, their bodies trembling like chaff.

But because of Kong Wudao's previous aura suppression.

Every cell in their bodies was still under the influence of Kong Wudao's previous deterrence, leaving them completely without the strength to resist.

Even because of excessive fear.

Many villagers had foul-smelling, pungent yellow and white liquid leaking from their lower bodies.

"Jiang... Jiang Yu! This matter has nothing to do with us!"

"Back then, we didn't incite your father to be a sacrifice!"

As this person spoke, more and more people began to defend themselves.

"That's right! When your father made that decision, I even went specifically to persuade him against it!"

A middle-aged woman in tattered linen clothes wept, tears and snot streaming down her face: "Jiang Yu! You cannot be so ungrateful!"

"When your mother was pregnant with your sister back then, I even specifically brought eggs to nourish your mother!"

"When I was young, I was your father's close friend! I was your father's brother! You cannot kill me!"

"..."

Due to excessive fear, many villagers even began to play the emotional card.

It seemed they wanted to use this to restore and close the distance with Jiang Yu, to delay their own deaths.

But Jiang Yu, upon hearing these words, did not have the slightest emotional ripple.

Instead, he became increasingly deranged.

At this moment, he didn't look like a nine-year-old boy at all.

Instead, he was like a vengeful ghost that had crawled back from Hell.

"Nourish my mother?"

Jiang Yu looked at the old woman who had fallen to the ground with a mocking gaze: "Back then, Auntie Wang, you always had designs on our family's few plots of land."

"After my father died, you often used that so-called kindness of eggs to blackmail my mother, and even forcibly exchanged away the few remaining acres of land our family had."

"One egg exchanged for several acres of land, that is truly a great favor!"

The old woman still wanted to refute.

But Jiang Yu couldn't be bothered to listen to her nonsense anymore.

He slashed with his sword, and a head with a terrified expression flew high into the air.

Having done all this, Jiang Yu looked again at the middle-aged man who claimed to be his father's brother.

His gaze became increasingly hateful.

"Hahaha! My father's brother?"

"After my father died back then, how did you treat my mother?"

"If I hadn't happened to come home once and seen what my mother was going through at that time..."

"I would have never known that ever since my father passed away, my mother had been bullied like this by you lot!"

"You are just a beast!"

The middle-aged man who looked honest and simple suddenly turned pale.

It was as if a secret he had hidden for a long time in his heart had been exposed, leaving him both fearful and guilty.

Puchi!!

The next moment.

A long sword flew through the air.

It directly severed the middle-aged man's lower body.

The intense pain immediately caused him to let out a howl like a slaughtered pig.

"And you!"

"Damned beasts!"

Jiang Yu roared.

He shattered the lower bodies of the other two middle-aged men as well.

But Jiang Yu was not prepared to kill these three immediately.

Just killing this group of guys would be letting them off too easily!

Jiang Yu looked at the remaining villagers again.

The anger and killing intent deep in his pupils surged again.

"None of you are innocent!"

"Damn it... you all deserve to die!!"

Jiang Yu seemed to have transformed into a ruthless killing machine, continuously reaping the lives of these villagers.

Amidst the tragic wails for mercy and panicked curses, the entire Demi-human Village was enveloped in a thick mist of blood.

Jiang Yuer, who was only slightly younger than Jiang Yu, rarely shed any tears.

And in this instant, it was as if she had also completely grown up.

Yearning for that figure bathed in blood.

From beginning to end, she did not show the slightest bit of fear.

If the world is inherently sinful.

She was willing to face it together with her brother.

...

Half an hour later.

Jiang Yu and his sister, their bodies completely stained red with blood, walked out of the Demi-human Village with somewhat dazed and bewildered expressions.

The entire village of several hundred people, except for those who were truly innocent, had been almost entirely slaughtered by the two siblings.

They could be considered to have cleared the hatred of this lifetime.

And truly bid farewell to their past selves.

And under a willow tree at the entrance of the village.

Kong Wudao stood against the wind.

A gentle breeze brushed past his figure, white clothes fluttering, white hair dancing.

In a trance, it gave people a sense of being an unreal and ethereal immortal from the heavens.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was excessively cold, and from beginning to end had a look that showed no expression at all.

I am afraid that the first time everyone saw him.

They would all take him for a True Immortal from mythology.

"Are you done?"

Kong Wudao did not turn his head, his voice still cold.

As if he had long expected what had happened in the village.

But he had no interest in asking more.

It was just killing.

Had he killed few people?

"Thank you, my lord, for your great kindness."

Jiang Yu and his sister bowed respectfully to Kong Wudao again.

The gratitude in their eyes became increasingly sincere.

After all, if it weren't for Kong Wudao's sudden appearance.

They would not have been able to kill their enemies so easily with their own hands.

[Ding! Detected that the taming level of the son of destiny, Jiang Yu, has increased. The opponent's heavenly mandate points decreased by 2000 points, remaining 16500 points!]

[Ding! Detected that the taming level of the daughter of destiny, Jiang Yuer, has increased. The opponent's heavenly mandate points decreased by 2000 points, remaining 15500 points!]

[Congratulations to the master for triggering a triple critical hit, obtaining 12000 heavenly mandate points!]

"Don't cast such grateful gazes at me."

"I did not take you in because I couldn't bear to see you suffer for a moment."

"It is because you have benefits and value to me."

Kong Wudao just turned around and stared coldly at the two siblings.

His indifferent gaze was like an eternal abyss, plunging the two into an endless ice domain.

"Remember, if you cannot provide me with benefits and value, and become my burden, I will kill you at any time."

"If your future achievements cannot satisfy me, I will also kill you, understand?"

The two siblings shivered all over.

They hurriedly nodded in agreement.

In their hearts, they were increasingly fearful and awestruck of Kong Wudao.

Perhaps a figure as powerful as him had long since cast aside so-called emotions, right?

Perhaps he was inherently a person who prioritized interests above all else.

For such a person, emotions were nothing more than a burden.

Kong Wudao did not care what the two siblings were thinking.

After all, he had never been a good person either.

In order to complete the path of the Dao in his heart, he had always upheld the principle of using any means necessary.

All things compete; the strong survive and the weak perish.

Every king who successfully ascends to the peak must have countless withered bones buried beneath his feet.

Therefore, he would never be kind, nor would he be a good person.