"Little bastard, if it wasn't for the fact that we can't fight in this place, I would have definitely killed you. You're the one who caused us to end up in this place! You'll die a horrible death!" The ninety thousand people who had previously spoken maliciously to Su Ming looked at the hundreds of new arrivals with schadenfreude in their eyes. They were continuously cursing to vent the depression in their hearts.
In this place where they could not fight, besides cursing, there was no other way for them to vent their anger. Even if these curses did not have any lethality, but if they did not do this, what else could they do?
"I curse your entire family to die a horrible death! I curse all your people to die a horrible death! I curse your wife to be humiliated by others! I curse your bloodline to wither away!"
"That's right, all of this is because of you, you damn bastard! If I have the chance to make my stone monument reach one million feet, I will definitely search for all the people who are friends with you and kill them! Only then will I be able to vent the hatred in my heart."
Voices rose and fell nonstop. These people looked as if they had gone mad, and their curses became even stronger. It was difficult for them to remain calm after having been oppressed for hundreds of years. Once they witnessed the deaths, they placed all the blame on Su Ming.
Su Ming acted as if he did not hear them, as if he did not hear them at all, causing the curses to become even stronger. In fact, there were even more people who started cursing him viciously.
They hoped that Su Ming would retort, because only by doing so would they be able to find a hint of pleasure, and only then would they be able to release more of the depression and despair they felt towards this place.
They were pitiful people, because if a cultivator was reduced to using words to curse others … then it would undoubtedly be a miserable thing.
As they spoke and Su Ming looked at the air calmly, the hundreds of new arrivals landed on the ground, and the hundreds of purple stone monuments in Su Ming's eyes immediately shone with a dazzling light.
Under that light, names appeared on the hundreds of stone monuments.
As the light shone brilliantly, the hundreds of stone monuments immediately started rising. This was the initial increase based on the person's level of cultivation. As booming sounds reverberated in the air, one of the hundreds of stone monuments reached thirty thousand something feet!
Most of the others were only twenty thousand something feet tall.
It was rare to see a 300-meter-tall stele right from the start. Immediately, someone's gaze landed on an old man among the hundreds of people.
The old man's expression was grim, and blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth. He wiped the blood away and silently sat down cross-legged, ignoring all the gazes directed at him. He looked up into the void, and deep within his eyes was a trace of killing intent and hatred.
"It's him." Su Ming cast the old man a glance and smiled faintly.
"The peak of the middle stage of World Plane Realm!"
'That person is an old monster at the peak of the middle stage of World Plane Realm. By the looks of it, he's injured. Could it be that he came here to hide from his enemies? '
"The ancestor of the Zhao Family! He's the ancestor of the Zhao Family!"
"What happened outside in the past few hundred years? To think that the Patriarch of the Zhao Family would be forced to come here."
In the midst of the shock of the people in the area, besides the old man, most of the hundreds of people looked around with complicated expressions. When they saw the ninety thousand people in the area, they were first stunned, but when their gazes swept past the crowd and landed on Su Ming's face, delight immediately appeared on some of their faces.
"Mo Su! He's Mo Su! I remember his face! It hasn't changed since a thousand years ago! He's the Mo Su who can get his freedom! "
In fact, there was even a man who was clearly incredibly hot-tempered who threw his head back and laughed. He instantly moved forward and charged towards Su Ming. His actions turned into derision and cold sneers in the eyes of the ninety thousand people in the area. They looked as if they were watching a show. They could already imagine that the moment this person attacked would be the moment he died.
"Mo Su!" The man was incredibly quick. Once he closed in on Su Ming in an instant, he lifted his right hand with a ferocious smile. Just as he was about to bring his hand down, Su Ming averted his gaze from the void and cast the man a flat glance.
It was just one glance, but the man instantly felt as if thunder had exploded in his heart. He had a strong feeling that while Su Ming's gaze might seem calm, there was an awe-inspiring might contained within it that he could not resist.
That pressure surpassed his level of cultivation and stood above everything else. In fact, the man even had the misconception that he had become Su Ming's servant and that his life and death were in Su Ming's hands. With just one thought, he would instantly disappear, no matter what level of cultivation he had.
The pressure that came from the soul turned into fear and a sharp pain that made the man shudder in midair. He let out a shrill scream of pain and fell straight down. At the same time his body started rapidly withering away, his screams of pain reverberated in the area, but he did not die immediately. Clearly, Su Ming still did not want to kill him.
The man was a person from the purple stone monument, and Su Ming … was the master of the purple stone monument.
This scene immediately caught the attention of the hundreds of people who had just arrived. Their expressions changed, clearly intimidated by this scene. Even Zhao Family's Progenitor, who had a dark expression on his face, instinctively cast a glance over, and he immediately saw Su Ming.
At the instant he looked over, he recognized Su Ming. He shook his head with a slightly complicated expression, and Zhao Family's Progenitor looked towards the air with a sullen expression once again, as if he was waiting for something.
Ignoring the screaming man, Su Ming looked towards Zhou Kang and spoke softly.
"Big brother Zhou, your guess … is correct." Once Su Ming finished speaking, he swept his gaze past all the people who had cursed him just now.
"You're pitiful," Su Ming said calmly.
"If you want freedom, then I can give it to you." Su Ming's voice was neither fast nor slow. As he spoke, he lifted his right hand and pointed forward.
That finger pointed towards the old man who had cursed Su Ming's entire tribe through the air.
The old man laughed coldly. He could not attack in this place. If Mo Su dared to attack him, then he would definitely die. That was why there was not a hint of fear in him. Instead, as he laughed coldly, he continued speaking.
"Not only will I curse your entire tribe, I will also curse you …" Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed drastically. At the instant Su Ming pointed at him, his body immediately turned into nothingness, starting from his feet.
"This is impossible. You … You …" The old man's expression was filled with shock. Fear filled his heart and soul, but that was all he could say. In an instant, his body turned into ashes, as if he had been forcefully wiped off.
"And you." Su Ming pointed again, and another cultivator who had cursed him viciously just now let out a shrill scream of pain before his body instantly turned into ashes.
This scene completely shocked all the people in the area. To them, this was an unimaginable terror, and it was especially so when … Su Ming had killed someone, but was not punished in the slightest. This caused the fear in the people's hearts to instantly become stronger.
"You too." Su Ming lifted his finger and pointed again. Immediately, another person's body disappeared as he screamed in despair.
Because of it, the area instantly burst into an uproar. As the people retreated, the people who had cursed Su Ming just now instantly went mad. Some of them retreated, but there were also some whose eyes sparkled as they charged towards Su Ming.
A strange thought rose in the hearts of all those who rushed towards Su Ming at that moment. 'Could it be … that I can attack in this place?'
Yet right at the instant they executed their divine abilities, a vast will swept through the area. All those who used their divine abilities to land on Su Ming were wiped off once that will swept past them.
Fear, shock, disbelief, and all sorts of emotions rose in the hearts of the tens of thousands of people in the area at that instant. They could not believe what they were seeing.
The people who had cursed Su Ming just now and had yet to die immediately wanted to enter the world in the stone monuments to hide. The fear in their hearts turned into despair, along with heinous resentment and terror. They could not understand why Su Ming could kill.
Besides … it did not seem like he was attacking with his power … but the laws in the land seemed to be listening to his words. All those who he wanted to kill would be wiped off by the laws in the land.
As these people scattered, some of them even touched the stone monuments. They spread out, making it seem as if it would be difficult to kill all of them in an instant, but at that moment, Su Ming spoke flatly.
"Wipe them all off."
Only Su Ming could see the shadows formed by the laws in the land bending their backs and bowing towards him. Then, the will of the laws immediately spread out, and shrill screams of pain came from the mouths of all those who had cursed Su Ming just now. Their bodies were about to shatter, and their faces were filled with fear and despair.
Suddenly, all of the cultivators' minds trembled, and their faces flickered as nine ancient, boundlessly boundless wills appeared out of thin air.
Each of the nine wills was equivalent to the purple Ecang, and they were powerful enough to instantly kill a person. With anger, they descended together and charged towards Su Ming.
The nine wills in Su Ming's soul were the remaining nine souls in Ecang's body, and they were incredibly displeased towards Su Ming killing their tributes.
They had a promise between them that they could not kill each other's tributes, or else no cultivators would come to this place, and they would not be able to obtain what they needed to heal themselves. That was why when Su Ming killed their tributes, they descended in anger and questioned him.
"Why did you break our promise?!"
"Why did you kill my tributes?!"
"Purple, you have to give us an explanation!"
"Purple, they are my tributes. If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation, then even if I have to pay a certain price for killing some of my people, I will use the law in this land to kill you several times as many tributes."
In the face of the anger from the nine wills in his soul, Su Ming did not back down. He also sent out his own will to clash against the nine wills.
"Your tributes have offended me!" Su Ming's will did not compromise in the slightest. Instead, his will echoed in the air in a forceful manner.
The nine wills instantly stopped questioning him, as if they were thinking about Su Ming's words.
"Should those who offend Ecang be killed?!" Su Ming's will became even more unyielding. Several breaths later, the nine wills roared once again.
"They should be killed! Those who offend Ecang should be killed!"
"I see, so that's how it is! Then they should die! They're just tributes, how dare they offend Ecang? They should die!"
As the nine wills roared, the people who had insulted Su Ming just now, regardless of whether they had scattered or were prepared to enter the world in the stone monuments, all disappeared into thin air with shrill screams of pain.
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