CH 73

"This is impossible, absolutely impossible!! How could he still be alive?!"

As he watched the creature emerge from the water in front of him, Yuan Er couldn't help but shout out.

No one had ever escaped from the clutches of the River God before, but this man had managed to do it.

Yuan Er recognized him as the red-robed Taoist who had caused the deaths of dozens of his fellow brothers.

Before they could figure out what was going on, the strange Taoist slowly lifted his head and began walking towards them, leaving bloody footprints with each step.

"Kill him! Kill him quickly! Don't let him ring the bell!" Yuan Er's voice was tinged with nervousness.

Although they had hundreds of people on their side and the enemy was just one person, Yuan Er inexplicably felt like turning and running away.

The sound of arrows flying through the air filled the air as dozens of them were aimed at the Taoist, but not a single one hit its mark.

With a swift movement, Li Huowang dismantled a man's body in front of everyone's eyes.

The water bandits had initially tried to surround him, but the increasingly bloody scene made them all feel cold and fearful.

Finally, they couldn't take it anymore and began running away, their legs trembling with fear.

Even Yuan Er's orders wouldn't make them stay at this point – they were too scared.

When they had lost all will to resist and had turned their backs to Li Huowang, the island of reeds became the site of a brutal massacre.

"Grandfather, grandfather, you have to think of something!" Yuan Er was completely at a loss after seeing his own younger brother torn apart.

Only now did he realize just how terrifying the person he had provoked was.

The previously dignified old man was also panicking now. He clasped his hands together and muttered something under his breath to the dark red lake beside him.

The chanting didn't last long, and when he saw chunks of flesh the size of boats floating to the surface of the lake, the old man felt his vision darken and his body begin to fall backwards.

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That was the River God that their ancestors had worshipped for generations, and it had been killed by this man!

Yuan Er shuddered at the sight and without hesitation, picked up his grandfather and ran towards the village.

Ignoring the cries and screams behind him, he gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could.Li Huowang saw Danyang Zi slowly killing the bandits in the distance one by one. Every time he killed someone, the redness in front of Li Huowang's eyes deepened. In the end, it was so red that he couldn't see the way anymore.

At first, Li Huowang didn't want to stop anything, but when he saw Danyang Zi grabbing another person, he couldn't help himself anymore.

"Don't kill them, stop!"

In Li Huowang's shout, Danyang Zi grabbed the person with a red dot on their forehead.

Slowly turning around, a cruel smile appeared on Danyang Zi's blood-red face. "Why not, kid?"

Li Huowang opened his mouth to say something, but when he turned his head to the completely dark lake, he suddenly couldn't find any reason to argue, especially when he thought of his companions whose fate was unknown.

The pain in his heart almost consumed everything in an instant. He held his throbbing head and shouted desperately, "Why not? Why can they kill our people, but I can't kill them?"

When he came back to his senses, Danyang Zi was gone, and Li Huowang appeared in Danyang Zi's position.

In front of him was a fat woman.

She was crying uncontrollably while holding a man with a half-shrunken head, who appeared to be her husband.

"Kill her! If you're going to kill, kill the whole family!" A voice suddenly exploded in his ears.

Li Huowang, whose eyes kept twitching, grabbed the handle of the sword around his neck and slowly drew it out.

Then he swung it with force, and a white arc flashed by, silencing the miserable cry.

At that moment, Li Huowang felt a special sensation rushing from his spine to his brain, making his head feel light and dizzy.

This fascinating feeling dispersed the despair and pain in his heart.

"Heh, hehe." Li Huowang, who couldn't suppress the crazy laughter on his face, tightly grasped the sword in his hand and walked towards the reed fort.

Soon, there was a bloody storm inside the fort.

Watching different faces being torn apart easily and seeing the lives fading away one by one, Li Huowang laughed louder and louder. The more people he killed, the louder he laughed, unable to restrain himself.

The sound of swords piercing bodies kept ringing, and the dark yellow reed island was gradually covered in red.

When the night fell completely, the screams on the entire island gradually subsided.

In the Yuan family's ancestral hall, Li Huowang, covered in blood, held the bloody sword and approached a thin young man step by step.

There was no sound anywhere else, and this person should be the last one on the island.

Faced with the blood-covered killer in front of him, the young man was completely scared and had lost control. He waved his hands around and spoke incoherently while urinating.Just as Li Huowang slowly raised the long sword in his hand, a familiar voice came from behind him.

As he turned around awkwardly, he saw Bai Lingmiao, drenched from head to toe, standing by the door, holding a fluorescent stone that was trembling.

Upon seeing her, the killing intent in his heart and the strange feeling in the back of his head, like the ebb and flow of the tide, receded. "You're not dead?"

As soon as he spoke, Li Huowang noticed that his voice had changed, becoming extremely hoarse instead of the cheerful tone it should have been.

The sword on his neck had luckily but unfortunately injured his vocal cords.

"I know how to swim. There's a pond in front of my village, and I used to go swimming there when I was little."

Li Huowang walked over with the sword and took off the bloody robe wrapped around him, draping it over Bai Lingmiao.

At this moment, Li Huowang seemed to wake up from a dream, looking around in confusion at everything around him, at the corpses with different expressions of death around him.

Regardless of age or gender, everyone had died, all at his hands.

Looking at the dead girl hugging her mother and the lifeless cradle, the self-blame and pain that had disappeared before surged up in his heart again, almost suffocating him.

Li Huowang slowly bent down and picked up the dagger on the ground, gritting his teeth and fiercely stabbing it into his own palm.

He had never understood why Sister Hu next door at the mental hospital would self-harm, but now he understood.