C24 (2/2)

There was hope, there was motivation, and there was killing.

It was as if they had grabbed onto a straw of hope, and the dozens of people swarmed over. They were gnashing their teeth, as if I was their archenemy, and yet, they had forgotten who it was that had thrown them in!

When I was fighting before, I kept retreating until I reached the edge of the valley. When I fell down, I quietly swallowed a Spiritual Recovery Pill and recovered half of my Spiritual Energy. That's why I was able to condense Spirit Armor. Not only that, Qiu Xuan's palm strike didn't have the slightest bit of strength to push me away. He also knew that if I were to enter the valley, I might be able to survive for a little longer. Apparently, his intentions and my act were completely seen through by Qiu Xi.

Even if they only had less than half of their spiritual power remaining, it was still more than enough to kill these outer sect disciples. But the trouble was, there were still dozens of inner sect disciples inside, even if they were only inner sect disciples and not core disciples.

I had no choice but to flee into the depths of the valley. Qiu Xi seemed to want to throw some more people in, but Yuan Dao stopped her. Thus, she only threw in another hundred fearful outer court disciples and a dozen unimportant inner court disciples.

I fled to the depths of the valley. This valley isn't very deep, and it could also be extremely deep.

As I run, I take healing pills and pills to replenish my Spiritual Energy. Those inner disciples shouldn't be as good as Thirteen. I'm confident that I can kill them all.

In this darkness, I can only hide and not move. Each of them has a chance to leave, so in this darkness, they panic, they panic, they panic, their hearts are restless! I listened to them coolly. Here, the qi technique was useless to the eyes, but to the ears, it was unaffected. It was laughable, as all the outer court disciples brought dry rations, yet no one brought a fire piston. Perhaps they felt that it wasn't necessary, but now it seemed like it was a talisman of death for them.

I was like a hunter, listening to the hundreds of prey around me, the whooshing of their breaths, the clatter of their footsteps. I could almost hear their movements.

Killing people was very simple.

As soon as they were alone, I sneaked behind them. Since they weren't green, I used my hands to break their necks, my nails to condense spirit energy, to cut open their throats, and even to use my teeth to bite off their necks! Thick blood flowed into my mouth and down my throat, causing my killing intent to grow even stronger … My slaughter frightened them, frightened them, and at last they gathered together in a fearful circle, always on guard. At the same time, my slaughter caused me to feel excited and happy. In this repressed environment, killing was the only thing that made me satisfied for a short period of time, even though I was very, very tired. Maybe I really do belong to the Heavenly Evil Realm, killing people, the evil that I thought I was before, but now, it seems that it's just like that. There were no restrictions here. The morals and teachings of the past were laughable in the face of survival.

I know why this place is called Absolute Valley, because here, there is no trace of spiritual energy, no signs of life. I didn't dare to consume too much spiritual power. After all, the pills were limited and my spiritual energy was used up. I became an extremely ordinary person and I no longer had the chance to leave.

Listening to their gasps, I silently counted. One hundred and eighty-nine of them, there were one hundred and eighty-nine of them. These were all my prey!

Quietly, I lurked behind a small team, baring my fangs in the darkness. Clutching a man's mouth, I cut his neck with my nails and dragged him into the darkness. Then he stood in his original position. Poor them, they didn't even know that death was right beside them!

One hundred and fifty-two people remained. I didn't know how much time had passed, but I felt that a long time had passed. I had sealed my spiritual power, so unless it was a last resort, I didn't dare to use it again. Gradually, I began to feel hungry. It was only now that I realized how real it was.

I didn't dare to sleep because I was afraid to wake up and find my head hanging over someone's waist. They didn't dare to sleep, even though my hunting had exhausted them. As long as I had the chance, I would bring them away. Of course, I was also injured a lot, and in order to survive, they even used their own people as bait to lure me to deal with those who were left alone.

When I was hiding and resting, I liked to listen quietly. I didn't use qi seeking technique. I just relied on my two ears to listen. One hundred and thirteen, I counted, over and over and over.

Many of them brought some dried rations with them. On the journey of two days, they had to eat, so they held on longer than me. They even took turns to keep watch and take turns to rest, each and every one of them starting to calm down. This kind of calmness gave me quite a headache. However, I am not worried. This is merely the final reflection before my death.

I will not attack again until they have panicked. Their dry rations could last for around ten days or so without having to worry about food. As for me, I'm relying on the remaining spiritual energy in my body. I can at least survive for another half a month, and I have six pills and six pills to replenish my spiritual energy. This way, I can stay here for half a year in peace! But that's only if I don't waste any of my spiritual power.

Sure enough, when I didn't do anything, they started to panic again. This was what war was all about. They were not afraid of the other party coming to fight them, but rather they were afraid that the other party would remain silent all this time, and that they might not even know what they were doing. This was a psychological warfare. Qiu Xi had given them hope, but this hope had caused them to die from poison!

After an unknown period of time, I heard someone stumble in and cry out that Qiu Xi and co. had left. There was no one outside, but they still could not leave. The Sky Sect had given up on them and betrayed them!

Panic! Helplessness! Despair!

They ran to the mouth of the valley in droves and cast incantations against the invisible barrier. Their cries and howls reverberated throughout the valley and drifted into the pitch-black sky.

I watched them silently, thinking about my future as I lamented the ruthless and cold-blooded nature of the Sky Sect. But where was the road? Life, and a few dozen more … Out of the remaining one hundred and thirteen people, some of them had gone crazy. They were being pressured by despair, death, and darkness, talking nonsense and laughing while banging their heads against the mountain wall. No one tried to dissuade him, no one spoke. They just watched on silently. Perhaps they felt that dying like this was better than slowly being tortured.

Silence, or rather, dead silence! Over a hundred people were there, but there was not a single trace of life in them. The air was filled with a heavy pressure, a pressure that slowly turned into a pressure of oppression, of life and death.

Slowly, someone starts to speak. I listen quietly in the darkness, listening to their apathetic discussion about the bitterness in their hearts, listening to them softly laughing about their childhood, listening to their tearful voices talking about their homesickness … In the face of death, when one is in despair, that is when human nature is the most realistic. I admit that I am infected by this atmosphere and I am crying. I am at a loss and I, am homesick …

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