Chapter 4755 A Thorough Kill

Seeing Liu Wuxie pocket a large number of Soul-Cleansing Fruits, the other cultivators who had entered turned ferocious and all attacked Liu Wuxie.

"Boy, hand over the Soul-Cleansing Fruit now!"

Without further ado, they unleashed a barrage of attacks on Liu Wuxie, believing that if they could kill him, the Soul-Clearing Fruit he had picked would belong to them.

Using the Free and Easy Step, Liu Wuxie collected the last dozen or so Soul-Clearing Fruits from the Soul-Clearing Fruit Tree into his storage ring. He then glided through the air, avoiding the attacks, and landed steadily on the ground.

Only a portion of the cultivators attacked him; the majority remained on the sidelines, forming a battle circle to prevent Liu Wuxie from escaping.

Liu Wuxie's icy gaze swept over the crowd. More than 90% of the cultivators bared their fangs at him, their ambition to seize the Soul-Clearing Fruit was already obvious.

Only a very small number of cultivators chose to remain indifferent.

Zhuge Xionghun looked Liu Wuxie up and down, and for some reason, he sensed a familiar aura about him.

Because he didn't make a move, the crowd couldn't see through the mask to discern Liu Wuxie's true identity and mistakenly believed he was just an ordinary ninth-level Half-Saint.

"There are five Soul-Clearing Fruit Trees here. Each tree bears seven hundred fruits. He must have picked at least three thousand Soul-Clearing Fruits. There are only a little over a hundred people here. Each of us can get more than ten fruits. We must not let this kid escape."

Although Liu Wuxie dug up one of the plants, the pits on the ground were still there. Each plant had about seven hundred fruits, so Liu Wuxie did indeed pick more than three thousand Qinghun Fruits.

"Kid, if you don't want to die, hand over the Soul-Cleansing Fruit. We can keep some for you, but you'll have to give us the rest!"

A top-tier Earth Saint spoke up.

After all, it was Liu Wuxie who killed those Soul-Binding Night Fiends, dispelling the miasma and allowing them to arrive at this place smoothly. Without Liu Wuxie, they would still be wandering on the outskirts.

"What if I don't pay?"

A chill ran through Liu Wuxie's eyes.

Since ancient times, treasures have belonged to the capable. I have taken great risks to obtain these Soul-Cleansing Fruits, so how can I easily hand them over?

The Heavenly Dao Society and the Taihe Sect have tens of thousands of members, and they all need the Soul Cleansing Fruit. In addition to consuming it himself, Liu Wuxie would give the remaining Soul Cleansing Fruits to the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Society and the Taihe Sect when he encountered them, so that they could avoid the corruption of the Soul-Binding Night Fiend.

These people were not related to him at all, yet they attacked him right away. How could he possibly hand over the Soul-Cleansing Fruit willingly?

If they had approached him politely and reasonably from the start, he might have offered some of the Soul-Cleansing Fruits. There were only a little over a hundred people present, so even if he offered one or more fruits, he wouldn't have felt the pinch.

From the moment they attacked him, Liu Wuxie had no intention of handing over the Soul-Cleansing Fruit.

“You stubborn fool, you’re just a lowly ninth-level half-saint, yet you dare to spout such arrogant words. Since you’ve chosen to die, you can’t blame us.”

Those who had just attacked drew their weapons, intending to strike Liu Wuxie again.

"Before we make our move, I need to make a decision: those who want to seize the Soul-Cleansing Fruit, please stand on the right; those who don't want to get involved, please stand on the left, and I can let bygones be bygones."

Liu Wuxie did not want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so he asked those who were not involved to leave the area.

These words caused an uproar, and everyone looked at Liu Wuxie with a mocking gaze.

"Boy, I didn't intend to lay a hand on you, but your tone was too arrogant, which displeased me greatly. Since that's the case, then I'll take care of it myself."

Several Supreme Saints standing nearby revealed a faint killing intent in their eyes.

Given their status, shouldn't the man in front of them offer up the Soul-Cleansing Fruit and ask for their protection? Only in this way could he safely escape from here.

That's not the case. Liu Wuxie did not ask for anyone's protection; he had everyone present under his control.

At first, many people hesitated, unsure of where the man in front of them got his confidence. But as the Supreme Earth Saint joined, more and more cultivators raised their weapons and stood on the right.

Liu Wuxie glanced at Zhuge Xionghun, wanting to know his decision. If he was also going to attack him, should he suppress him as well?

A moment later, only four men walked to the left, unwilling to participate in the matter, among them Zhuge Xionghun.

Seeing Zhuge Xionghun withdraw from the battle, Liu Wuxie breathed a sigh of relief, as these people had a good relationship with Zhuge Xionghun.

Mu Jun hesitated for a moment, but still joined in. The Soul-Cleansing Fruit is something that can only be encountered by chance. No matter how high one's cultivation level is, if one cannot withstand the Soul-Binding Night Fiend, it is all in vain.

Now that thousands of Soul-Cleansing Fruits are laid out before you, no one could resist such temptation.

"Do it!"

Liu Wuxie didn't waste any more words. Just now, the Heavenly God Stele suddenly throbbed again, meaning that something else was waiting for him deep inside.

We need to deal with these people as soon as possible and explore deeper into the area.

"Kid, let me take care of you!"

The top-tier Earth Saint expert who had previously threatened to kill Liu Wuxie suddenly shot forward, getting ahead of everyone else, and launched a fierce attack on Liu Wuxie.

A tremendous ripple spread, whipping up towering waves that hurtled straight at Liu Wuxie's face. As expected of a top-tier Earth Saint, he was already capable of manipulating the laws of nature.

"die!"

Liu Wuxie's killing intent surged, and without holding back, he immediately unleashed the Soul Slash. The powerful soul force, like a sharp sword strike, easily pierced through the man's soul sea.

"what!"

A scream rang out, and before anyone could react, the top-tier Earth Saint expert who had attacked Liu Wuxie died without warning right before their eyes.

This shocking scene made everyone present shudder, including Zhuge Xiong Hun and his group. Everyone looked at Liu Wuxie with fear in their eyes.

Having decided to take action, Liu Wuxie had no intention of showing mercy. He unleashed a thunderous attack, forcefully killing one person.

The sight of the corpse on the ground made the other cultivators hesitate, unsure of what to do. They couldn't see through the masked man in front of them.

There was no powerful aura emanating from him; he killed a top-tier Earth Saint with just a cold shout. How terrifying was that? The half-saint powerhouses present were now in a dilemma.

Those semi-saints who had attacked Liu Wuxie earlier and made various clamors now looked at Liu Wuxie with fear in their eyes.

"Brother Zhuge, can you tell who this person is?"

The young man standing to the left of Zhuge Xiong Hun asked a question.

"It looks familiar, but I'm not sure yet!"

Zhuge Xionghun stared intently at Liu Wuxie. Although he was wearing a mask, a person's eyes cannot be faked. Through Liu Wuxie's cold eyes, Zhuge Xionghun already had the answer in his heart, but he just couldn't say it out loud.

Since Liu Wuxie chose to wear a mask, he naturally did not want his identity to be revealed. He would not easily reveal Liu Wuxie's whereabouts without Liu Wuxie's consent.

After a brief silence, everyone's gaze turned to Mu Jun and the other several Extreme Earth Saints. Apart from them, it would be extremely difficult to kill the masked man in front of them.

"A bunch of chickens and dogs, all of you, attack together!"

Liu Wuxie was too lazy to waste words with them. After speaking, he summoned the Yellow Millet Dream and took the initiative to attack them.

As long as everyone is killed, no one will know his true identity.

The moment the Yellow Millet Dream was unleashed, someone finally recognized Liu Wuxie's true identity. However, their suspicions were not about Liu Wuxie, but about someone else.

"It was him, it was him that day who killed Yan Pei and Yao Wei and others, and even repelled many powerful figures from the Fengshen Pavilion."

When Liu Wuxie killed Yan Pei and the others, he concealed the secrets of heaven, and no one knew who he was, but Huang Liang Yi Meng (Yellow Millet Dream) left a deep impression on them.

As Liu Wuxie's cultivation deepened, the number of people controlled by the Yellow Millet Dream increased. In an instant, he controlled more than thirty people, all of whom were trapped in the dream.

"kill!"

Without any hesitation, Liu Wuxie immediately unleashed his three killing techniques—Soul Split, Soul Cleave, and Soul Dispersion—to invade their soul seas and reap the rewards without restraint.

"Ahhh...!"

In less than half a breath, more than thirty people collapsed to the ground, their souls mercilessly harvested.

Liu Wuxie still did not make a move. As long as his aura remained hidden, no one would know his true identity.

"Yellow Wind Brigade!"

The Yellow Wind Bomb was unleashed, like a terrifying hurricane, sweeping across the scene and engulfing dozens more people, killing them instantly.

Such a shocking method of murder left Zhuge Xiong Hun and the others, who had retreated to a distance, with lingering fear on their faces.

"Luckily we didn't participate, otherwise we would be corpses by now."

The other three looked relieved.

If it weren't for Zhuge Xionghun's advice, the three of them would probably have definitely gotten involved in this mess.

"Run away!"

Finally, someone realized something was wrong and fled into the distance, not wanting to linger for even a moment longer.

"Get back!"

Zhuge Xiong made a ruthless move, forcing the fleeing men back.

"Zhuge Xionghun, how dare you stop me!"

The group of men who were trying to escape were furious, never expecting that Zhuge Xiong would dare to stop them.

Liu Wuxie hadn't expected Zhuge Xionghun to actually help him: "Could he have figured something out?" Liu Wuxie wondered to himself.

"Tongue-Pulling Yin Spirit, the rest of you are yours. These few Extreme Dao Earth Saints are mine."

Liu Wuxie mobilized the Tongue-Pulling Yin Spirit to eliminate the others.

"Yes!"

The tongue-pulling Yin spirit acted swiftly, not killing them directly, but instead activating the Soul-Binding Technique.

Before half a cup of tea had been brewed, the souls of the dozens of people who tried to escape were all captured and controlled by the Tongue-Pulling Yin God. No matter how much they struggled, they could not break free from the control of the Tongue-Pulling Yin God.

Zhuge Xiong and the other three exchanged glances, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Mu Jun and the others looked grave, finally realizing that something was wrong.

The masked man alone made them feel immense pressure, but they never expected that a monster capable of controlling souls would appear.

Just now, Mu Jun and the others clearly felt that their souls were out of control and wanted to leave their bodies.

If the soul is imprisoned, from then on, one can only be manipulated by others.

The tongue-pulling Yin God collected all the Yin spirits into the Hell Temple, so that they could later help their master train a large army of Yin spirits.

After dealing with the ordinary cultivators, Liu Wuxie's gaze fell on Mu Jun and the others: "Your turn!"

If we're going to kill, we must kill thoroughly.