What kind of magic? This is called cultivating immortality!

"Liquidation?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Hui threw his head back and laughed wildly, his posture arrogant and disdainful of everyone, "Among all the heavens and myriad realms, I am the greatest purger. Don't even mention a lackey of a false god like you. One day, even the God Lord Otto, I will personally twist off his head."

Confident, arrogant, and overbearing, this is the absolute authority that belongs to him.

After saying this, Zhong Hui became even more ruthless.

He never showed any mercy to evil cultivators who slaughtered the innocent and lost their humanity, especially those who used cannibalism to harm their own kind; he wished he could kill them without hesitation.

Zhong Hui tore apart the opponent's skull in an extremely brutal and violent manner, his slender hand reaching inside without any obstruction.

"You can't... Ah..." The pleas of the messenger of Busan came to an abrupt halt, followed by an extremely shrill scream that sent chills down one's spine.

Zhong Hui remained unmoved, his eyes burning fiercely as he precisely locked onto the black gemstone in the skull. With a sudden grab of his five fingers, he pulled and yanked it out.

A jet-black gem was wrapped in red and white flesh in his palm. He casually flicked away the filth from his hand, leaving only the strange gem.

In the brief moments after touching the gemstone, wisps of black energy seeped into the body through the skin, directly invading the mind and spirit.

A strange sense of emptiness welled up from the bottom of his heart, and Zhong Hui felt a strong desire, greedily coveting everything he saw before him.

The blood-stained earth, the scattered pieces of flesh and blood, and the plump and tempting corpse at his feet all seemed like exquisite delicacies to him at this moment. His mouth kept watering, and the restlessness of wanting to taste it became increasingly difficult to suppress.

With his remaining self-control, Zhong Hui bit his tongue hard to forcefully awaken his clear mind. He then used magic to seal the black gem in his hand and expel all the black energy that had invaded his body.

Without the influence of the black aura, the scene before them held no allure whatsoever, only extreme gore and disgust.

A gentle breeze swept by, and the enormous corpse of the God of Goodness transformed into specks of light and vanished.

This demon, who had harmed his own kind and slaughtered his closest relatives, met his true death at this moment.

Zhong Hui remained calm, showing neither sorrow nor joy. He carefully put away the jet-black gemstone, then transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards the outskirts of the market.

The great battle that broke out there is far from over.

"Void Cut!"

On the battlefield, Cangxing used the momentum to create distance, gathered his magic power, and slashed down heavily with his sword.

On the other side, the Executioner remained cold-faced, his gaze sharp as torches, as if he could capture the trajectory of the invisible strike.

Her fingertips danced with a light whip, and a series of crackling sounds echoed in the air.

The attack launched by Sousei was thus neutralized.

"This is the power of a magical girl? Ha, it's so weak it's unbearable to look at."

The disciplinary messenger spoke with disdain, "Take a good look around you. What have you been protecting? You can do nothing but impotent rage."

Cangxing remained silent, but the killing intent in his eyes did not diminish.

After her arrival, she launched a great battle, doing her best to stop the executioner's slaughter. However, the two sides were far apart in strength, and no matter how hard she tried, the other side still succeeded several times.

The scene of blood, flesh, and bones scattered everywhere, with pools of crimson blood spreading across the ground, tells of the horrific tragedy that had occurred.

"You indiscriminately kill innocent people, you don't even deserve to be called human!" Cang Xing shouted in a deep voice, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

These so-called divine messengers are essentially just humans who have gained extraordinary powers, no different from magical girls.

However, their actions are completely opposite: the divine messenger kills and destroys, while the magical girl always adheres to her duty of protection.

Facing Cangxing's mockery, Chengjie sneered, adopting an arrogant attitude, "I am a being chosen by the gods, long since transcending the realm of humanity. How can inferior life forms compare to me?"

Her gaze swept over the corpses scattered on the ground, her tone cold and insane: "You dared to kill the divine messenger, this is the divine punishment you deserve."

"It's really sad."

"what?"

“I said, you are pathetic.”

Cang Xing said, "A group of lawbreakers who only know how to bully the weak have obtained extraordinary power by chance, but they still only know how to bully ordinary people. In the end, they are nothing more than rats hiding in the dark. No amount of power can erase the crippling damage to their hearts."

"you wanna die!"

"It's you who are looking for death!"

A thunderous sound suddenly exploded.

Immediately afterwards, a loud roar rang out: "Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger, Five Fingers Shake Heaven and Earth!"

The sky and earth changed color, the air currents surged and turbulent, and five ancient and heavy giant fingers descended from the sky, traversing endless ancient years, solely to annihilate all living beings below.

The shaman of punishment trembled with fear. Before she could even understand what was happening, the distant Azure Star had already swung its scythe, aiming straight for her head.

Facing two attacks simultaneously, Punishment dared not be careless. He quickly mobilized all his strength, and the light whip at his fingertips shone brightly. Then, he spun rapidly in place.

She transformed into a tornado glowing with fluorescent green light, forming a dense yet impenetrable defense. Cangxing's slash was directly neutralized, and the giant finger pressing down from above was also shattered into pieces and exploded with a bang.

Having safely weathered the crisis, Punishment stopped and cautiously looked at the suddenly appearing figure in the arena. His heart skipped a beat, but he still held onto a sliver of hope and asked, "Where is the Benevolent Envoy?"

Zhong Hui remained silent, holding a jet-black gemstone in his palm; everything was self-evident.

Useless! I curse him in my heart.

This operation was orchestrated by the divine messengers. Confident in their own strength, they only dispatched four of them, each one a star stronger than the magical girls of Fangyuan City.

I thought victory was assured, but I didn't expect Bu Shan to be so useless. The battle lasted no more than five minutes from start to finish.

At this moment, the disciplinary messenger was in a predicament, feeling like he was caught in a dilemma.

If she were to fight alone, she would be absolutely confident that she could defeat Cangxing given enough time. But now there is another person, someone who personally killed Bushan.

This person's combat power is extremely fierce, and she would probably not be able to withstand the combined attack of the two.

For a time, the idea of ​​retreating arose in his mind.

"Want to go?"

Zhong Hui saw right through her thoughts. "Since you're here, don't leave!"

The strange phenomenon behind him suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the sky and turning the area into a scorching inferno.

He took nine steps to close the distance between them, and then unleashed the "Fighting" secret technique, evolving into various killing moves.

In an instant, a series of powerful moves emerged one after another, causing the Punishment God's pupils to shrink as he hurriedly and scrambled to respond.

While she was fully engaged in dealing with Zhong Hui's attack, her back was exposed.

When dealing with enemies, Cangxing doesn't concern herself with pointless morality. Without hesitation, she gathers her strength and swings her sword, the invisible strike transmitted through the air.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered as the disciplinary messenger gritted his teeth and endured the pain, unleashing a long green dragon with his backhand to block the attack.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting against me, the Emperor!"

Zhong Hui's combat strength is undoubtedly extremely powerful. He has no rivals among those of the same realm, and he can handle cross-realm battles with ease.

To fight against such a formidable opponent, we must be fully focused.

Punishing this momentary lapse in concentration would undoubtedly bring trouble upon oneself.

Zhong Hui seized this opportunity and combined the Douzi Secret with the Heavenly Emperor Fist to deliver a powerful blow that could shake mountains and rivers.

By the time the disciplinary messenger realized what was happening, it was too late; he could only hastily defend himself.

The two powerful forces collided with a deafening roar, and the shockwave sent both of them flying.

Zhong Hui took a few steps back and stood firmly, his expression calm.

The disciplinary messenger was severely injured, his body staggering backward, his skin and flesh splitting open in many places, and he vomited blood continuously.

After finally regaining her balance, her breath had already weakened considerably.

No, if this continues, I'll surely die. I must find a way to escape as soon as possible... Punishment was in a state of mental chaos, his eyes constantly searching for a way out.

But that's nothing short of wishful thinking.

Neither Zhong Hui nor Cang Xing would easily let her leave.

The two launched another fierce attack, seemingly determined to fight to the death.

The battle lasted only a little over a minute before the Punishment God was exhausted.

She struggled to keep her body from collapsing, gasping for breath. Even in this life-or-death situation, her voice remained cold: "Is it really a fight to the death? Let me go; it will be better for everyone. Otherwise, when the God-King changes the world, you two will surely face retribution!"

She was met with two relentless attacks.

In the end, her legs were severed, and Cangxing grabbed her hair and brought her to the dead ordinary person.

"You can't kill me, I am..."

Cangxing has always hated all evil, and she would risk her life to eliminate these scourges.

Cangxing didn't give the other party a chance to waste words or beg for mercy, as that would be disrespectful to the dead. She placed the scythe across Punisher's neck and pulled hard, separating the head from the body.

Chapter 124 Perfect World

The vengeful spirit, its head severed from its body, lay silently on the ground. The cut on its neck was clean and neat, and bright red blood kept gushing out, forming a shallow pool of blood in front of it. Every now and then, blood bubbles would rise and burst, making the scene look eerie and absurd.

A moment later, accompanied by a gentle breeze, her body turned into tiny specks of light and vanished without a trace, leaving only a jet-black gemstone in its place.

This thing is extremely malevolent and should not be touched directly too often. If you are careless and your mind is corrupted by its black energy, it's no joke.

Zhong Hui carefully sealed the gemstone and casually put it into his pouch.

After personally executing the envoy of punishment, Cangxing's pent-up anger dissipated considerably, replaced by a profound sense of sorrow and self-reproach. She bowed deeply before the mangled bodies of the victims scattered on the ground, her eyes filled with guilt and remorse.

There was a chance this tragedy could have been avoided.

If she had been more cautious and chosen to personally escort ordinary people to safety, this horrific massacre might not have happened, or at least so many lives would not have been lost in vain.

But she chose to stay and join forces with Zhong Hui to fight against Bu Shan, which led to the tragedy.

No amount of regret could bring back the life that had been lost, and she was trapped in deep self-blame from which she could not escape.

Zhong Hui sighed, noticing Cang Xing's sadness, and stepped forward to pat her on the shoulder, comforting her, "Don't blame yourself too much, this isn't your fault. The other side came prepared. At least, you avenged these innocent victims."

Cangxing remained silent.

She understood the reasoning, but she couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart, especially when she thought of everyone's cries for help before they died, her heart ached.

What makes us human is our rich emotions; we rejoice in the happiness of others and grieve for their suffering.

Even with his 500,000 years of experience, Zhong Hui couldn't think of any better words to comfort Cang Xing, who was so troubled.