What kind of magic? This is called cultivating immortality!

"So hard?"

Zhong Hui was slightly startled, then increased his strength, his fists raining down like a storm, forcing the middle-aged man to retreat continuously.

During this time, Sousei destroyed the braised meat stall with a single slash and shouted, "I am Sousei, the magical girl from the Floating Light Squad of Fangyuan City! A disaster has invaded, everyone get out of here immediately!"

While calming and reminding the panicked crowd, she also rallied those who hadn't eaten the braised meat and remained rational, working together to rescue ordinary people consumed by desire.

The crowd in the market was initially panicked, but upon seeing the magical girl appear, their panic subsided considerably.

Some people chose to prioritize their own safety and quickly left the scene; others followed Cangxing's instructions, working together to help and carry the victims whose energy had been drained, and followed the crowd to evacuate.

In times of crisis, everyone has their own choices, regardless of right or wrong, all ultimately for the sake of survival.

With Zhong Hui holding off the enemy and Cang Xing organizing the rescue in an orderly manner, the onlookers and victims at the vegetable market were quickly evacuated, leaving only a scene of devastation.

In a short while, the huge market emptied out, leaving only the three men with imposing presence.

The middle-aged man, who had been firmly suppressed by Zhong Hui's fists, suddenly had his round belly split open, revealing a bloody and mangled hole.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Hui, caught off guard, threw a punch, and most of his arm sank into the hole.

"idiot!"

The middle-aged man grinned maliciously, his split belly instantly closing up, revealing countless sharp fangs growing from inside, frantically tearing at the trapped arm.

The excruciating pain spread from his arm throughout his body. Zhong Hui's eyes hardened, and without the slightest hesitation, he severed the bitten arm. Then, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and retreated.

"Zhong Hui!"

Cangxing, who was standing nearby, exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward. Looking at the wound on his severed arm that was bleeding profusely, she felt heartbroken.

The middle-aged man opposite him licked his lips contentedly, as if he had tasted the ultimate delicacy. He wasn't in a hurry to continue, and slowly said, "So you're the one who killed Miaoling. It tastes really good. It was worth coming all the way to this city."

"You actually eat people?!" Cang Xing looked at him with extreme fear and disgust.

Unlike absorbing a person's vital energy, this involves literally tearing off and swallowing a person's flesh while they are still alive.

"What's the difference between eating people and eating ordinary livestock? It's all just the survival of the fittest." The middle-aged man stared at Zhong Hui with lingering interest. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Lianshan, or you can call me the Benevolent Envoy."

"Li Lianshan..."

Cang Xing murmured softly, then her expression changed drastically the next second, and she exclaimed in shock, "You're the Li Lianshan from the TV news? The freak who ate his entire family a year ago! Weren't you sentenced to death a few months ago?"

This heinous case shocked the entire nation back then.

On the night of the incident, Li Lianshan had an argument with his family over trivial matters. He became increasingly angry afterward and killed seven members of his family with a knife in the middle of the night.

In order to destroy the evidence, he later boiled water, skinned and chopped his relatives, cooked them all, and ate them.

When he was arrested and interviewed, he appeared calm and showed no remorse. He simply said, "As family, they will only keep criticizing and blaming me. I have no choice but to swallow them down so that they will neither scold me nor leave me."

What chilling words! He's a complete madman.

That same year, he was sentenced to death by the court. Unexpectedly, he has now reappeared. It is unknown whether he has been resurrected or escaped the death penalty.

"I didn't expect that anyone would still remember my name."

Li Lianshan grinned, revealing a set of teeth, his smile both eerie and maniacal. "I am truly flattered and don't know how to repay you both."

Zhong Hui stepped forward, his severed arm now rapidly regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Want to repay me? Simple, pay with your life."

"It can heal itself! What a perfect ability!"

The messenger licked his lips, his eyes filled with fervor. "This way, we won't have to worry about finishing it in a few bites and never being able to taste this exquisite delicacy again."

The next second, he launched the first attack, opening his blood-red maw and spitting out a highly destructive beam of light.

Zhong Hui and Cang Xing swayed and dodged away.

Once he had steadied himself, Zhong Hui raised his hand and unleashed the Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger, his ancient and massive palm slicing down through the air; Cang Xing, on the other hand, swung his scythe, its sharp blade piercing the air and striking the vital point of his opponent's chest.

In an instant, the messenger of the God of Goodness was first suppressed by the palm, and then his chest was slashed several times by the sickle, leaving deep wounds that exposed the bone, and blood gushed out incessantly.

However, immediately afterward, he let out a deafening roar, and his originally sturdy and bloated body suddenly swelled to three or four meters, transforming into a terrifying and monstrous mountain of flesh.

He opened his enormous maw and bit down hard from a distance, completely devouring the suppressed hand. The crisscrossing wounds on his body healed at an extremely fast speed.

"Ah... help me!"

"Lord Cangxing!"

"..."

Just as the two were about to continue their attack, extremely tragic screams and cries for help suddenly rang out from outside.

Cangxing's eyes widened, and without a moment's hesitation, his body transformed into a rainbow of light and flew outwards.

The messenger of the God of Goodness did not intervene, but patted his belly with a grin, "I am not a fool who likes to fight alone. You dared to rashly kill the messenger of the God of Goodness, then today, I will use the blood of the entire city as punishment for blasphemy!"

"court death!"

Zhong Hui's golden pupils were chillingly cold, filled with killing intent. He circulated his internal energy through the microcosmic and macrocosmic orbits, and a dazzling, radiant sun slowly appeared behind him.

Chapter 123 Slaying Bu Shan and Punishing Him

The area outside the market was transformed into a bloody slaughterhouse in just a short time.

A woman with an icy expression stood in mid-air, a deadly whip materializing from her fingertips, which she casually swung at the terrified crowd below.

Ordinary people struck by the light whip had their bodies explode on the spot, with blood and bits of flesh splattering everywhere, like a dazzling yet eerie blood-red firework display.

Within moments, hundreds of people had died on the spot.

The dark ground was soaked with thick blood, forming a chilling crimson stain.

The survivors were either paralyzed with fear or abandoned everything to flee desperately. The shrill screams and wails intertwined, composing a tragic song called despair.

Cangxing, rushing towards the scene at full speed, witnessed the horrific sight firsthand. His eyes widened in fury, and a raging fire of rage welled up from the depths of his heart, consuming his clear reason.

"Damn it!"

She roared angrily, brandishing her scythe. At that moment, only one thought remained in her mind: to kill this executioner stained with the blood of innocent people at all costs.

……

Inside the market, the strong, pungent smell of blood filled the air, and Zhong Hui immediately sensed two powerful auras clashing and fighting fiercely.

On one side is Cangxing, who is at the three-star level, and on the other side is a four-star divine envoy whose strength far surpasses that of the former and whose identity is unknown.

The other party had clearly been planning this for a long time, and their purpose in coming here was to avenge the young divine messenger who had died tragically a few days ago.

Zhong Hui's heart sank slightly, filled with worry. He was unsure whether Cang Xing alone could handle such a powerful enemy, or whether Mu Yue and Altai were being held up by the enemy and could arrive in time to provide reinforcements.

Then, Zhong Hui made a decision: he would kill the Bu Shan Divine Envoy within three minutes and then go to the outer battlefield to provide reinforcements.

"The killing intent is truly intense."

Facing Zhong Hui's ever-increasing aura, the divine messenger Bu Shan said, "This time, all those who have come are elite divine messengers under the command of the Divine Lord, not those useless fellows you dealt with before. You want to kill us? Wishful thinking."

"Noisy!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Hui suddenly set off.

With a deafening roar, the massive sun floating behind him burst forth with countless scorching rays of light, and terrifying heat swept in all directions, melting everything around it.

With nowhere to hide, the messenger of the god of goodness could only let his enormous body face the blazing light, and a sizzling sound immediately rang out from his body.

Under the scorching heat of the light, his body was constantly pierced, covered with countless bloody wounds, and blood gushed out like a gushing fountain.

The power of this high temperature was extremely strong, far exceeding his expectations. It not only easily broke through his physical defenses and suppressed his self-healing ability, but also subtly inhibited the magic power flowing within his body.

This move is highly targeted and effectively counters his abilities.

Before he could recover from his shock, Zhong Hui had already charged forward with his staff in hand. The staff shone brightly, and a rain of swords fell down.

"Pfft! Pfft..."

Each sword light was formed from pure spiritual energy, and the blade was extremely sharp, easily piercing through flesh and blood. In a short while, the mountain-like body of the Divine Envoy Bu Shan was riddled with holes.

Excruciating pain swept through his entire body. He let out a furious roar, his muscles trembling violently, shattering the spiritual sword within his body. Despite the large, bleeding wounds, his face was fierce. He clasped his hands together and slammed them forward, unleashing a surging wave of energy.

"boom!"

The enormous impact sent Zhong Hui flying like an out-of-control cannonball, smashing through several walls before finally coming to a stop.

"Damn it!"

The benevolent messenger reached out to smooth the wounds on his body, a monstrous ferocity surging beneath his calm eyes.

He suddenly opened his huge mouth and spewed out a destructive ray, intending to severely injure and kill Zhong Hui before he could get up.

With a deafening roar, the ray struck the ground, instantly leveling the area where Zhong Hui was standing, leaving only a deep, crumbling crater.

Seeing that the place was empty and there was no sign of anyone, Bu Shan Shen Shi was overjoyed, thinking that he had already defeated his opponent.

But just then, a loud shout suddenly came from above: "Heaven-Turning Seal!"

Immediately afterwards, golden light burst forth, and an incomparably heavy golden seal crashed down from the sky.

An immense pressure enveloped his entire body, and the divine messenger felt dizzy and overwhelmed by terrifying stress.

This force seemed capable of shattering heaven and earth, pressing his bones so hard they cracked repeatedly, his flesh was torn apart, and blood gushed out like it was free.

He immediately tried to break free, but to his horror, he found himself completely immobilized by the immense force, unable to move an inch.

High in the sky, Zhong Hui understood the importance of seizing the opportunity to pursue his advantage.

He used a technique called "Thousand Gold Drop," placing his feet on the shoulders of the benevolent envoy, his fingers forming claws, and fiercely stabbed down towards that disgusting and terrifying head.

"what!!"

This was an unimaginable pain, causing the messenger to struggle frantically, burning his inner magic power at all costs, desperately trying to break free from his confinement.

The suppressive power of the Heaven-Turning Seal was too terrifying; it was as if he was carrying a towering mountain on his back, making escape nearly impossible.

In addition, the great sun phenomenon behind Zhong Hui had many effects, and the already limited magic power was further affected by close contact.

At this moment, the messenger of the God of Goodness had become a mountain of flesh waiting to be slaughtered, and could only passively endure all attacks.

"Snap! Snap..."

A series of crisp yet eerie cracking sounds rang out, sending chills down one's spine.

Faced with a life-or-death situation, the messenger of the god of goodness became frightened and lost his previous frenzied demeanor. He roared and begged for mercy: "You can't kill me! I am the messenger of the god, the administrator of the new world. If you kill me, when the god-king changes the world, you will surely suffer divine retribution!"

"Let me go, and everything can still be salvaged!"