Chapter 338 - 143: Boiling Killing Intent, Impotent Rage, Tian Hu Divine Technique

Su Bai slowly lowered his eyes, a light swirling within them.

Countless tragic scenes, visible only to him, flashed through his mind.

"Mass grave" was by no means just two simple words.

A single mass grave represented countless people dying in fear and despair, and countless families instantly torn apart.

Violent death!

What constitutes a violent death?

Su Bai’s Divine Thoughts enveloped her mind.

In her memories, he saw that Mrs. Wu—or rather, the Wu Family—had perfected an entire system for causing violent deaths.

Dying from untreated illness, starvation, or thirst. Senseless assassinations and massacres. Being drained of all vital essence, withering away to nothing...

Death by fire, by water, by the claws of Evil Beasts, by the fangs of Demon Beasts, by falling from a cliff, by poison, by curses...

The hundreds, even thousands of ways to inflict a violent death would make anyone’s blood run cold.

’What fundamental difference is there between ordering others to do it and doing it yourself?’

In fact, if the Soul-controlling Insects didn’t absorb the endless resentful energy, and if killing with their own hands didn’t risk a backlash, the Wu Family wouldn’t have minded getting their hands dirty.

He withdrew his gaze, no longer wishing to say another word.

He simply let out a long sigh.

The sound of his sigh drifted across the sky, lingering for a long, long time.

Hearing the lingering sigh, the assembled True Masters were momentarily stunned. Mrs. Wu’s expression changed, and a bone-deep chill suddenly pierced her heart.

In that instant, she felt an indescribable terror descend upon the world.

It was as if all the darkness in the world was surging toward her at once, threatening to swallow her whole.

For a moment, she felt as if an invisible hand had gripped her heart. A terrifying, suffocating pressure blocked her airways, leaving her unable to breathe.

"Senior..."

Under this immense pressure, Mrs. Wu let out a hysterical scream:

"Why?!"

"Why are you attacking me?"

"But... we were just having such a pleasant conversation..."

"No!!"

Endless fear surged through her. The Soul-controlling Insects in her body let out a silent shriek, gushing forth from her mouth, nose, and every pore.

They gushed forth!

A terrifying, vicious ripple of power, accompanied by a gale of black mist, swept across the world. In an instant, it formed a pitch-black shield dozens of feet high.

The shield was as black as ink. Countless runes could be seen faintly flowing across its surface as the densely packed Soul-controlling Insects intertwined, forming the image of a hideous, two-headed, four-armed Demon God.

BOOM!

But the next moment, the massive shield shattered!

Along with a bloodcurdling shriek, a hand as fair as jade swept past. Wherever it went, space itself rippled and groaned as if unable to bear the strain.

The palm strike carved a long corridor of absolute vacuum through the air.

"No!"

Mrs. Wu was utterly terrified.

In that instant, the very air around her seemed to solidify, locking her in place. Faced with this terrifyingly powerful palm strike, she could neither retreat nor escape.

She didn’t even dare try to block it!

BANG!

Before her scream could even travel far, Mrs. Wu’s entire body exploded in midair!

Her flesh and bones were instantly pulverized by the immense force, ground down into particles too small to be seen.

The terrifying aftershock spread out, leaving a rift in space that showed no signs of healing.

Only then did the True Masters, who had watched the entire scene unfold, slowly come to their senses.

’W-what just happened?’

"AH! AHH! AHHHH!"

A bloodcurdling roar echoed from all directions.

Mrs. Wu’s hysterical shrieks echoed through the mountains:

"Why? Why did you kill me?"

"Why did you kill me?!"

"So you coexist with the insects. No wonder you survived that. How interesting."

"Unfortunately for you, the insects can’t save you."

Su Bai remarked coolly, hearing her furious shrieks coming from all directions.

The Soul-controlling Insects can coexist with a person’s soul. Mrs. Wu had refined them to be intrinsically bound to her very life.

As long as the swarm of insects survives, so does she.

Otherwise, with her level of Cultivation, she could never have survived that single palm strike.

Even one delivered so casually.

Before the words had even left his lips, the hand he had struck with slowly rose. His five fingers gently closed into a fist in the empty air.

WENG!

With just that simple motion of closing his fist, the space in all directions seemed to rapidly collapse toward his hand.

Visible waves of dust and air, invisible Heaven and Earth Essence Qi, and all manner of microscopic particles suddenly began to flow violently in reverse.

The next instant, a furious wind howled, sweeping up the countless, microscopic Soul-controlling Insects and funneling them into Su Bai’s palm.

"You..."

Mrs. Wu’s screams came to an abrupt end, sealed completely within his grasp.

Su Bai did not answer her indignant questions.

Just as she had never paid any heed to the cries of the countless people who had died by her hand.

A dead silence instantly fell over the mountains.

The previously peaceful atmosphere vanished without a trace.

Everyone’s expressions shifted rapidly. They didn’t know what look to put on their faces, much less what they should say.

As far as they could see, the two had no history of animosity, nor was there any conflict of interest between them.

For a time, they couldn’t understand why Su Bai had attacked Mrs. Wu.

However, a few of them had heard certain rumors, and a flicker of understanding dawned in their minds.

"Might I ask, Senior, why the sudden attack?"

After a moment, an old man in a Daoist Robe finally asked the question, his tone cautious.

Mrs. Wu had no connection to the vast majority of those present; many had never even met her before.