Soul Emperor Martial God

Central Region, Southern Range.

Xiao Yi continued to stealthily move, silent and unnoticed, like a ghost.

A few minutes later, Xiao Yi suddenly stopped in front of a large city.

Before him was just another ordinary large city.

A region could easily have hundreds of large cities.

Naturally, some lesser-known large cities appeared inconspicuous, with names that people hardly bothered to remember.

Yet, within the large city, there lived a considerable number of martial artists and numerous local residents.

However, now, in Xiao Yi’s eyes, this city was a sight of ruin, devastated everywhere he looked.

The city wasn’t destroyed.

But the streets he could see were drenched in blood, chaos everywhere.

The corpses of martial artists lay strewn about.

The ordinary residents either lay dead on the streets or were buried in the cracked earth amidst debris.

Traces of battles were everywhere.

Common residences, taverns, trading companies, and even mansions bore signs of fierce fighting.

The scent of blood permeated the air.

On a long street, in some places, the blood flowed like rivers.

Step...

Xiao Yi’s footsteps shifted slightly.

He glanced at a nearby residence, the house’s main door was open.

Inside were bodies scattered all over.

That was just the scene he could see.

What about what he couldn’t see within this city?

The entire city only exuded a gloomy and mournful atmosphere, with the sound of crying echoing everywhere.

Not far away, a child sat slumped in a pool of blood.

In front of him lay two bodies, perhaps his parents.

The child, amidst his sobbing, gradually only cried without tears, his eyes merely red, eventually dull.

Xiao Yi furrowed his brow.

For a while, in front of a broken-down tavern, a servant trembled on the ground in fear.

Xiao Yi walked over.

"Ah, evil cultivator." The servant saw the black robe and his face changed drastically.

No, it was beyond an ordinary expression; it was utter terror, even a hint of despair.

"Please... don’t kill me..."

The servant gradually appeared frenzied, his face reflecting madness amidst intense fright.

"Wake up." Xiao Yi commanded with a low voice.

A low command, yet it was like a mystical sound, forcibly calming the servant.

"I’m not an evil cultivator, rest assured." Xiao Yi said softly.

"This city was slaughtered by evil cultivators, right?" Xiao Yi asked.

The servant barely steadied his terror, shaking his head, "It’s not slaughtered, but countless died or got injured."

"Those evil cultivators appear like Yin Wind, killing wantonly, then fleeing tracelessly."

Xiao Yi furrowed his brows and asked, "Where is the Eight Palace Branch here?"

The servant looked sorrowful, shaking his head, "We’re just a small city; there’s no Eight Palace Branch here."

Xiao Yi’s heart lurched.

Indeed, although each region had one Eight Palace Main Hall overseeing numerous branches.

Yet, branches were spread across the region but couldn’t be found in every large city.

Generally, within the range of seven or eight large cities, there would be a branch; some places were more condensed.

And some small cities, where martial artists were few, did not have Eight Palace Branches.

After all, the purpose of the Eight Palace Branches was to assist Eight Palace Martial Artists locally, naturally situated in cities with concentrated martial artist strength.

"What about local martial artists and the City Lord’s Mansion here?" Xiao Yi asked.

"City Lord’s Mansion?" The servant was overwhelmed with grief, "Those evil cultivators are fierce and terrifying; the City Lord fled long ago."

"Only a few local martial artists resisted bravely, but all died tragically at the hands of evil cultivators."

"Our city is finished, finished, finished."

The servant shook his head in despair.

Xiao Yi furrowed his brow, took out several silver notes, and glanced at the distant child, "Take care of that child."

"Or you can take him to the Eight Palace Branch, any branch will take him in."

The servant received the silver notes, thanking him, "Thank you, sir."

Xiao Yi said no more, turned, and left.

One could clearly see his fist clenching slightly.

Xiao Yi lingered in the city for a while before leaving.

Indeed, the city wasn’t massacred.

After all, the evil cultivators didn’t have enough time; otherwise, the Law Enforcement Team of the nearby Eight Palace Branch would have quickly surrounded them.

But also because there was no Eight Palace Branch here, the evil cultivators slaughtered longer than they might in other large cities.

The entire city wasn’t massacred, yet deaths and chaos were everywhere.

Outside the city.

Xiao Yi headed towards another large city.

He kept stealthily moving, traversing city by city, region by region.

At this time, whoosh...

High up, several martial artists soared across.

At that moment, several evil powers broke through the sky.

Evil power turned into dense black rain of arrows.

Those martial artists flying in the sky hadn’t responded before being buried in the black rain of arrows.

Below, a group of evil cultivators sneered.

The corpses on the ground numbered not just dozens.

It meant this group of evil cultivators had been stationed between the wilderness and connected points of these cities for a long time.

Moreover, they were intercepting martial artists flying through the skies.

Xiao Yi’s eyes turned cold, and he released several streams of Sword Qi.

Those killed earlier were a few ordinary Saint Realm and Saint King Realm martial artists.

The evil cultivators below were a mere group of Peak Saint King Realm evil cultivators.

Sword Qi fiercely cut through, one by one, the evil cultivators died.

"Damn, trying to force me out?" Xiao Yi frowned, his face beneath the mask showing some displeasure.

He knew well that even this small city was ravaged by evil cultivators with heavy casualties.

In other places, other cities, within each region, battles must also be erupting.

Moreover, such widespread simultaneous slaughter in so many regions, so many cities, wouldn’t typically be possible by their localized evil cultivation branches.

Only possible that evil cultivators from various locations across the Central Region were gathered in the Southern Range.

Thirteen thousand region’s evil cultivation branches, all consolidating in the Southern Range, and possibly extending beyond it.

Xiao Yi even speculated that the Evil Lord Mansion must have centered around the Forbidden Spirit Sacred Mountain, establishing a vast territory, at least covering hundreds of regions.

If all evil cultivators in the Central Region converge in this area.

Then, an impending disaster shall unfold in this territory!

...

On the other side.

Within the Heavenly Mechanism Main Hall.

The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master was about to set out.

Beside him, the Soul Hall Master’s figure appeared spontaneously, "Where are you going?"

"Where else?" The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master said coldly, "Naturally to bring back that kid and while crushing the arrogance of the Evil Lord Mansion."

"Do we fear the Evil Lord Mansion in the Heavenly Mechanism Hall?"

The Soul Hall Master shook his head, "Where will you find him?"

"Do you know where that kid is hiding?"

"Evil cultivators, kill then flee, disappearing tracelessly, how will you crush their arrogance?"

The Soul Hall Master asked three questions in succession.

The Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master’s figure froze.

...

The third update.

Today’s update, complete.