Chapter 2050 Raw 2145 : Pure Yin Body (1/2)

Chapter 2050 (Raw 2145): Pure Yin Body

A fiery light shone where the village was.

Feeling a chill in his heart, Xiao Chen leaped off the azure mountain.

The Demon Blood Vulture turned into a flash of red light and caught Xiao Chen in midair. Then, they rushed towards the village.

“Whoos.h.!.+”

Sang leaped up gently and landed on the Demon Blood Vulture’s back. When he looked into the distance, he was startled. “Oh no! The village is under attack!”

No village would release an overwhelming fiery light for no reason.

In this Desolate Sea, where bandits roamed the place, such a scene suggested only one thing: a bandit attack on the village.

Bandits periodically attacked villages in the Desolate Sea.

However, when Xiao Chen saw the village that he had stayed in for such a long time under attack, he felt an indescribable rage.

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At this moment, outside the village giving off the fiery light:

Wooden poles were erected on the ground. Each pole had a villager tied to it.

Hundreds of mounted bandits laughed wildly as they looked at the bound people.

“Pa! Pa! Pa!”

Someone had beaten Iron Egg until his flesh tore and blood flowed out. Even so, he gritted his teeth and did not say anything.

“b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Weren’t you very awe-inspiring earlier, killing a few of my brothers? What’s wrong? Why aren’t you awe-inspiring now? This great me will beat you to death!”

The leader of the bandits continued whipping Iron Egg before spitting on him.

Iron Egg’s eyes were bloodshot. However, he could not do anything aside from gritting his teeth.

Too strong. These people are too strong!

Even though I could block these bandits with the saber skills that Big Brother Xiao taught me, I could not last even one strike from the Demon Envoy.

Why?! Why?!

Why do these b.a.s.t.a.r.ds want to burn down the village, not even letting off the elderly and children?

“Wu! Wu! Wu!”

Everyone in the village—young and old—were all tied to the wooden poles. The many loudly crying young children sounded incredibly mournful in the night.

However, the bandits just laughed heartlessly. Some of the cruel ones even went to torture the elderly and children.

“You b.a.s.t.a.r.ds, just come at me!” Iron Egg raged in dissatisfaction as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The leader of the bandits had dark skin and a stout figure. He revealed a cruel smile and said, “You finally speak. Hehe! Don’t worry. You will all die later anyway.”

Iron Egg kept struggling against the chains binding him, shaking the wooden pole. However, his efforts were all for naught.

The bandit leader guffawed and said, “I don’t have time to play with you. Be obedient!”

“Pa!”

The bandit leader lashed out with the whip again, striking Iron Egg’s mouth and tearing the skin. It inflicted so much pain that Iron Egg nearly fainted.

The bandit leader walked over to the wooden pole where the village chief, Grandpa Seven, was tied. A youth with a cold and proud expression stood not far from that wooden pole.

This youth wore st.u.r.dy black armor and a scarlet cape. The front of the armor had a strange pattern embroidered on it—the symbol of a sect.

“My lord, please let them off. I am the one in the wrong. Just punish me alone,” Grandpa Seven said with a choked voice as he looked at the youth.

The expressionless youth said indifferently, “I gave you a chance already. I said before to immediately hand over any Pure Yin Bodies you find, did I not?”

When Grandpa Seven heard that, his aged face trembled; however, he could not refute the youth’s words.

“Answer me! Did I say that or not?!”

“My lord did,” Grandpa Seven admitted softly with his head lowered.

“Since you already knew, then why did you try to hide it? In the years our Heavenly Slaughter Sect has been in this area, we have dealt with you all justly. As long as you handed over the required number of young children on time, we would not come and seek trouble for you. If you handed over a Pure Yin Body, there would even be a reward.”

The youth paused before continuing indifferently, “If I don’t kill one hundred as an example this time, how would others submit in the future? So, tell me, should I or should I not kill?”

Grandpa Seven remained silent, unable to say anything.

“Humph! I gave you face, but you refused it. It looks like I have to teach you a lesson before you will learn. You ordinary people are truly wretched. Continue beating them!” the youth ordered, no longer dragging this out.

“What are you just standing there for? Did you not hear Lord Demon Envoy? Quickly get to it!” the bandit leader shouted promptly, trying to flatter the Demon Envoy.

Then, he went over and said with a smile, “Lord Demon Envoy, there’s no need for you to bother with these wretched villagers. You can just rest at the side. Leave this to us, lest you dirty your hands.”

With a cold expression, the youth ordered indifferently, “Torture them until midnight before killing them. Tell your men to pay attention to this. I need souls with the heaviest resentment. Do not mess this up.”

However, right after the youth spoke, his expression suddenly changed as he looked up quickly.