Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"Let's go."

"Let's wipe out these disgusting things first."

With a flick of his finger, Jingming sent out two energy needles that pierced two holes in the opponent's chest.

His lungs were pierced, and blood slowly seeped into the alveoli, engulfing the man with the braided hair with a feeling of suffocation.

"Sect Leader, do we really have to get involved in this?"

Seeing Jingming's expression, Liu Mang couldn't help but ask.

“Those who harvest and cut raw animals are subjected to a thousand cuts.”

"Let's go."

Jingming said something and then stepped into the alley next to him.

At the same time, two pitiful children floated up and followed Huang Ming.

Tatata!

rustling!

Jingming dragged the two trembling bodies toward that place.

"Go and kill all those people."

Jingming's voice drifted over softly.

There are countless kinds of tricks in the martial arts world, ranging from petty theft and deception to murder. But the most terrifying and frightening of all is this practice of mutilating and dismembering people.

The so-called "harvesting and mutilation" is the most vicious and cruel method. It involves artificially creating cripples or "monsters" to gain sympathy from the world or to attract a large number of people to donate money.

“采” means to collect or gather; “生” means raw material or unfinished product, usually a normally developing young child.

"Cut and slash" means to chop or slash with knives and axes. Simply put, it means to capture a normal living person, especially a young child, and use knives, axes, and other methods to turn him into a strangely deformed monster.

Those who work in this line of work first need to find raw materials, raw materials. They often prey on vulnerable groups like women and children. Women are called "strips," and children are called "stones."

During the "child-rearing" process, various deceptions are often used, such as claiming a family member has suddenly fallen seriously ill, an emergency has occurred at home, or using objects to lure women and children. Some also use drugs to "slap flowers."

One person makes the move, while several others act as lookouts, and they make a quick getaway after succeeding.

The methods of "dismemberment" are varied and extremely cruel.

People who are kidnapped are blinded, disfigured, have parts of their limbs cut off, or are artificially made to have various disabilities.

They would then pretend to be a family, begging everywhere, putting on pitiful acts to swindle money and goods.

"Using this kind of tactic in my hands, you've all run into the line of fire."

Jingming stood on a dilapidated courtyard gate, turned it upside down in all directions, and a knocking sound rang out.

QQ QQ~

It's a specific way of knocking.

After a knocking sound, the door shook slightly and a crack appeared.

The people inside the house seemed very cautious, only opening a crack to observe first.

However, the next second, the inverted eight-way force that pierced through the gap went straight into the other person's glasses, and an invisible force passed through from the back of the head.

Direct intracranial hypertension caused red and white substances to flow out from Qiqiao.

"Looks like I got here first."

Jingming grinned, turned the person upside down, lifted them up, and pushed the door open.

"Sixth Brother, what's going on? Why is the door so wide open?!"

As Jingming pushed open the door and walked in, a voice filled with doubt and a hint of anger rang out.

Then the voice sounded like a goose whose throat had been pinched.

His eyes were wide open, staring intently at Jingming.

Because he saw the sixth brother he was talking about, his limbs limp, floating in mid-air.

Floating in the air with him were two children with disfigured features.

Gaba!

With just one glance, the man instantly felt a terrifying suffocating sensation on his neck.

Jingming had already quietly arrived beside the other party, and with a slight twist, he directly broke the other party's spine.

Soon, another floating object appeared beside Jingming.

step, step,

Jingming continued walking deeper into the building without stopping.

After passing through the alley, Jingming arrived at the main courtyard.

Of the six rooms in the main courtyard, four were used to house disabled children.

crunch~

The door in the middle opened, and a man yawning walked out.

Then he saw Jingming and several people floating in front of him.

"you"

Before the other person could even utter a sound, Jingming silenced him with a single glance.

The next second, another person appeared in the clear, suspended object.

crunch~~

Jingming opened the doors to those rooms once, and paused for a moment after looking at the scene inside.

Inside the room were able-bodied children and women, but judging from the utensils and bloodstains, it was a torture chamber.

As for the other room, it contained people whose limbs had become twisted to varying degrees.

There weren't many people there; presumably most of them were begging outside.

"You can come out now."

Looking at the people in the first room who hadn't yet undergone surgery, Jingming slowly spoke.

"what!!"

Seemingly frightened, everyone huddled in a corner.

After all, those people went from having their limbs intact to being mutilated right before their eyes.

"Come out, it's alright now."

Jingming sighed, then used his ability to calm his mind.

With Jingming's reassurance, the emotions of the people in the room calmed down.

"Thank you very much, young hero."

A trembling voice rang out, and a boy with big ears walked out of the room.

Judging from his appearance, he is a few years older than Jingming.

"Hey, you dare to come here?"

Looking at the boy with big ears, Jingming narrowed his eyes, then grinned.

"What's your name?"

"Can you still contact your family?"

"Do you need me to help you find them?"

Jingming asked three questions in succession.

Of all the people in this room, only this boy was relatively normal and hadn't broken down.

"Yang Huaiyi".

Upon hearing Jingming's name, the young man, pale-faced, cupped his hands in greeting and spoke with a slight tremor in his voice.

"There is no one left in the family."

“Poor thing.”

Jingming nodded.

"Come out and get some fresh air."

As he spoke, Jingming walked toward the center of the courtyard, and the people or corpses that were being manipulated and floating in the air also floated over.

Inside this mansion, apart from this boy who can still speak, everyone else is beyond saving.

"May you die sooner rather than later."

Jingming looked at the two children who had floated in front of him, sighed slightly, and immediately stopped their heartbeats.

As for the two people who were half-crippled but not dead, a wisp of flame burned on their bodies.

Oh oh oh!