Lei Tiangang suddenly laughed, his eyes full of desolation: "On the path of cultivation, who isn't a tool? Heaven and earth are a furnace, and creation is the craft."

"Do you think those righteous sects are clean? They just hide their butcher knives deeper."

Then he looked into the distance at Lei Wuji, who wore a look of enjoyment, the four-color restriction flowing above his head, and the approaching Sikong Yan, Cao Zhengyang, and the others.

His eyes revealed a trace of compassion and then slowly loosened his grip on Lei Lie's neck.

"This path is one made by stepping over corpses. The only difference is, some deceive themselves, while others... relish it."

Lei Lie collapsed to the ground, staring at him blankly, as if he had an epiphany.

At this moment, a chilling chewing sound emerged from not far away.

"Gulp..."

Lei Wuji's throat rolled as he swallowed Liu Xuanfeng's flesh and primordial spirit together.

The primordial spirits of Liu Youtai and Liu Mingde, which he held in his hands, were also absorbed until they became transparent.

"Not enough... not enough..."

He licked his decayed lips, his oily green eyes glanced over the battlefield.

When he saw Sikong Yan, Mo Xingjian, and others rapidly closing in, a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

"Heh... heh heh..."

A hoarse laugh came from his throat, his eyes full of madness.

"Old... friends... are... all here..."

He lifted his twisted arm, pointing at those who were slaughtering.

"Today... just right..."

"With your... blood..."

"Celebrate... my... Spirit Slash..."

As he said the last two words, his figure suddenly flashed, appearing directly in front of Grand Elder Lei Tiangang!

"Sect Leader?!"

Before Lei Tiangang could express joy, a withered hand had already pierced through his chest!

"Pssh—"

Blood gushed out, Lei Tiangang looked down in disbelief at the hand stirring in his heart.

He could clearly feel his lifetime of cultivation being frantically drawn away!

"Why... why..."

Lei Wuji turned a deaf ear, greedily devouring.

As the essence entered his body, his decaying skin began to heal at a visibly fast pace.

The oily green gaze swept over Lei Lie, who was sprawled on the ground shaking all over, but he ignored him.

With his other hand, he grasped at the air—

Second Elder Lei Zhenyue, who was still struggling in a pool of blood, was lifted by an invisible force, his neck falling into a withered claw!

"Sect Leader! No—"

The shrill scream was abruptly cut off, Lei Zhenyue's body quickly shriveled up, and his already heavily injured self soon ceased to breathe.

In nearly the blink of an eye, he became a shriveled corpse!

Lei Lie was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, crawling on the ground with his hands and feet.

Lei Wuji closed his eyes with satisfaction, his momentum continued to rise.

What's more, his toes on both feet kept lengthening, the pitch-black nails piercing into the ground.

The bodies of the Divinity Transformation Guards slain by Cao Zhengyang and others in the distance also began to eerily wither!

Strands of essence blood wriggled into the ground like living creatures, converging at Lei Wuji's feet along the earth's veins, frantically absorbed by him!

"Ah..."

Lei Wuji threw his head back and let out a sound of comfort, his decayed body rapidly repairing itself.

Underneath the newborn skin, a vague flow of purple-black lightning could be seen.

"This feeling... is just right..."

He mumbled, his voice no longer human.

...

Pfft pfft pfft—

As corpses continued to fall, Cao Zhengyang quickly noticed something amiss.

He suddenly raised his head, looking at Lei Wuji in the distance, his expression changed abruptly: "This is trouble—"

At the same time—

"Mmm..."

Princess Consort Ying was lifted by her throat by Sikong Yan, her feet off the ground, struggling painfully, her face streaked with tears and bloodstains.

"Haven't you always been looking for the murderer of your son?" Sikong Yan whispered softly into her ear.

"He died painfully... when torn apart by tiger demons, he cried and begged me to spare him... but unfortunately, not even a complete bone was left in the end..."

Princess Consort Ying's pupils suddenly shrank, her whole body trembling violently.

She opened her mouth, her voice weak as a thread, full of despair and unwillingness: "So... it was you... why..."

Sikong Yan's lips curled into a gentle smile, his slender index finger gently pressing against her lips, making a shushing gesture.

"You can ask him yourself."

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of breaking bones echoed, Princess Consort Ying's head drooped weakly.

A wisp of primordial spirit just barely escaped before being instantly consumed by a ghostly blue flame from Sikong Yan's palm.

"Tsk, none of them escaped."

He casually tossed the body aside, surveying the surroundings.

The corpses of all the Shadow Guards were strewn about, and even their primordial spirits were obliterated.

Cao Zhengyang stepped through the air, his gaze pausing briefly on Princess Consort Ying's body, his eyes devoid of any ripples.

"There's only him left; we must be extremely cautious. Once bitten or scratched, there's no antidote, and one may immediately become his puppet."

Cao Zhengyang spoke in a low voice, reminding everyone.

The group nodded solemnly.

Sikong Yan, however, showed an eager expression: "Don't worry, he won't survive. He's consumed too much chaos and will pay for it."

But he quickly put away his smile, a sharp glint in his eye suddenly appearing: "Still, let's end this quickly. If it gets out of control, it won't be fun."

Before his words had fallen, his body had already turned into a shadow and rushed out first!

Seeing this, Cao Zhengyang immediately signaled for Zhou Qing to retreat, not to get too close.

Then, after exchanging a glance with the others, he quickly followed.

In no time, various Magical Treasures and Divine Techniques poured down on Lei Wuji like a torrential rain!

"Heh heh heh..."

Seeing this, Lei Wuji let out a hoarse, sinister laugh.

His right hand continued to grip the barely alive Lei Tiangang, devouring him crazily, while his left hand reached into his decaying robe and pulled out three tri-color Array Discs!