Free Web NovelChapter 311: Chapter 311: One-sided Massacre
Song Wanning’s expression was grimly determined as she swung her sword toward the ground.
The Divinity Transformation cultivator, who had just been wailing in agony, was slain by a single strike. His head tumbled across the ground, spinning several times before finally coming to a stop.
His Nascent Soul struggled to escape, only to be devoured by the Divine Nether Profound Fire a second later. A hoarse, wretched scream was cut short.
"BURP~"
The Divine Nether Profound Fire let out a satisfied burp, spun in a contented circle, and then darted off toward a new target.
The Dragon Spirit, however, was summoned back by Song Wanning.
’In my past life, the anguished cries of my disciples still rang in my ears.’
’In this life, I will be the one to avenge them!’
"Little one, I’m counting on you for what comes next."
Song Wanning smiled faintly, patting the Dragon Spirit.
The Dragon Spirit nodded and replied in a high-pitched, child-like voice, "Don’t worry, Sister!"
’It was thrilled. This was its chance to prove its strength! It had to become Sister’s most precious treasure; it couldn’t let Brother Xiao Jian and Sister Xuanhuo outshine it.’
The Dragon Spirit dove headfirst into Song Wanning’s dantian.
BOOM! A tremendous roar erupted from her dantian.
A streak of black shot out to meet it, echoing the Dragon Spirit’s presence before the two instantly merged.
Song Wanning’s aura skyrocketed, and her crimson robes whipped wildly about her.
She flew into mid-air, the longsword in her hand trembling with excitement, energized by her dense killing intent.
In that moment, everyone looked up, feeling as if a deity had descended before them.
The true hunt had begun.
A single swing of the sword.
The heavens and earth silently changed color as endless darkness devoured the light.
A colossal sword rent the sky, cleaving straight down toward the Divinity Transformation cultivators.
Song Wanning looked down and chuckled softly.
In that moment, the silhouette of a Demon God seemed to appear before her.
A boundless, heroic passion surged through her chest.
In that instant, it felt as though the very world was hers to command.
"BOOM—"
The sword’s light flared, a surging torrent of energy that drowned everything in its path.
The various counterattacks from the Divinity Transformation cultivators were instantly devoured by the light, vanishing without a trace.
This strike, imbued with the power of the Dragon Spirit and the black energy, had long since surpassed the might of the Peak of Divinity Transformation.
Had anyone from the Spirit Realm been present, they would have been stunned by her power.
For this one strike had already reached the level of the Void Refining Stage...
"AHHH—"
Wretched screams rang out one after another.
Song Wanning paid them no mind, aiming her next strike directly at the Nascent Soul Cultivators below.
"All Song Family disciples, clear the way!"
At her sharp command, the Song Family’s Nascent Soul Elders instantly disengaged, retreating swiftly and without a moment’s hesitation.
A second later, the sword’s light crashed down with a deafening BOOM.
"NO—"
Several cries of alarm were cut short.
Four Nascent Soul Cultivators were slain by the single strike, reduced directly to dust that scattered like fireworks before settling down in front of the stunned onlookers.
Among them was the Mu Family Patriarch.
"AHHH—"
Someone shrieked in terror and tried to flee like a madman.
But Song Wanning’s next strike was already upon them.
Her gaze fell coolly upon the Ning Family Patriarch.
The man who had repeatedly troubled the Song Family, the man who believed he controlled everything.
Now, his eyes were filled with regret, for he knew there was no escape.
His eyes widened in unwilling defiance as he posed a question from the depths of his soul, "Song Wanning, by slaughtering so many, aren’t you afraid of accumulating a karmic debt so heavy you’ll never be able to ascend?"
But before Song Wanning could reply, the sword’s light was upon him.
The Ning Family Patriarch, the Sui Family Head, and the remaining Nascent Soul Cultivators.
Seven people in total.
They were reduced to countless fragments within the sword’s light.
Their bones were crushed, their ashes scattered.
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The Nascent Soul Cultivators had been completely annihilated.
The spectating cultivators were scared witless.
No longer daring to voice any opinions, they could only stare at Song Wanning in terror, their eyes filled with utter shock.
’Who could have imagined someone could be this powerful?’
And yet, it was far from over.
When the light from that world-shattering strike finally dissipated, only three figures remained...
And all three were missing limbs, clutching their wounds, their faces twisted in agony.
"Song Wanning—"
They glared at Song Wanning, their eyes shot with blood.
’Who could have imagined that single strike had sent three Divinity Transformation cultivators to their graves!’
’It was too horrifying.’
Now, they had no thoughts of revenge; their only hope was to escape with their lives.
One of them even began shamelessly pleading for peace.
"Song Dao You, this is all a misunderstanding! We were misled by those three great families; that’s the only reason we came to trouble you."
"Please, be magnanimous and spare us, won’t you?"
"Yes, yes! The Lan Family is willing to follow the Song Family forever!"
"The Feng Family is willing as well!!!"
The Divinity Transformation cultivators who had been fighting Song Qingyun and the other three also stopped. They lined up, a desperate, pathetic attempt to find safety in numbers.
"Follow the Song Family?"
Song Wanning appeared to give it some serious thought.
Sensing a glimmer of hope, the Divinity Transformation cultivators nodded eagerly, pointedly putting distance between themselves and the cultivators from the three great families.
It was a clear attempt to demonstrate their resolve.
The remaining Divinity Transformation cultivators from the three great families trembled with rage. Their lips moved, but for a long moment, they were unable to utter a single word.
Seeing this, Song Wanning blinked her beautiful eyes, her smile growing even more radiant.
’In my past life, they certainly didn’t look like this...’
’When the Song Family was desperately begging for mercy, they were all reveling in the pleasure of carving up our resources.’
’What were a few lives to them?’
The corner of her mouth twitched into a sneer.
"Rather than have you follow us, I’d much prefer that all your resources belong to our Song Family."
"After all, one only feels secure when they hold things in their own hands. Wouldn’t you agree?"
"Hehehe..."
Her ethereal laughter was filled with absolute ruthlessness, and the sound of it made the hearts of all who heard it sink into despair.
"Hahaha! See? You’re all finished, you bastards, and you still want to beg for mercy?"
"How utterly shameless!"
"Even if I have to self-destruct, I would never beg them for mercy just to cling to a pathetic existence!!!"
The eyes of the few Divinity Transformation cultivators from the three great families blazed with fury, but their expressions hardened with resolve.
Their families were already reduced to dust. Even if they survived, their fates would be the same.
’Since Song Wanning won’t let us leave, we’ll all go to hell together.’
’Let’s all just disappear from this world!’
A crazed light flashed in their eyes. Without another moment of hesitation, they charged at Song Wanning’s group, truly intending to self-destruct and take everyone with them.
The hearts of Song Qingyun and the other three sank. Just as they were about to warn Song Wanning, they heard her roar toward the clouds, "Are you all still not going to make a move? Are you waiting for me to finish this so I can deal with you one by one?"
Her gaze, sharp as lightning, shot toward the clouds. Then, she swung her sword at the charging Divinity Transformation cultivators.
"Whether you choose to prosper with our Song Family is a decision you must make in this very instant."
"I’ll count to three."
"One."
"Two."
Before the word "three" could even leave her lips, several Divinity Transformation cultivators suddenly emerged from the clouds. Each was poised for battle, weapons in hand, and they unhesitatingly charged the array.
Song Wanning allowed them into the array.
The melee began anew.
Only this time, it was others who joined the fray.
"So you’re going to help this tyrant, too?"
The eyes of the Divinity Transformation cultivators from the three great families were bloodshot. They couldn’t take any more provocation.
