amaotonovel Chapter 776
Chapter 776
Since they chose to betray their family and relatives, they must be prepared to pay the price.
Ling Yanyan was ruthless and merciless.
He grabbed a villager by the neck and then gently squeezed, suffocating the villager.
"Bang bang bang!" Ling Yanyan took a step forward, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, charging left and right, killing dozens of villagers in the blink of an eye, with blood flying everywhere.
Ling Yanyan's face was contorted with rage, his eyes filled with ferocity and violence. He had completely lost his mind, resembling a bloodthirsty demon.
He charged toward the old woman, sword in hand.
The old woman was pale and let out a desperate scream.
Without any hesitation, Ling Yanyan pierced the old woman's chest with his sword, and bright red blood spurted out.
"Bang!" Ling Yanyan slapped the old woman on the forehead, knocking her unconscious, and threw her aside.
Ling Yanyan glanced at the crowd around her and finally focused her attention on a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was the village chief. He was trembling all over, slumped on the ground, and had a panicked expression on his face.
"You! What do you want to do?" The village chief was terrified and trembling all over.
Ling Yanyan's eyes were cold. He didn't speak, but instead drew his sword and approached the village chief step by step.
"Don't come any closer, or I'll kill myself!" The village chief was terrified, tears and snot streaming down his face.
Ling Yan Yan remained silent and continued to approach.
"Thud!" He drew his sword and stabbed the village chief right through the heart.
Ling Yanyan wiped the blood off the blade, then walked up to another person and ended his life as well.
Ling Yanyan was like a killing machine, slaughtering madly and without mercy.
Before long, everyone was killed by Ling Yanyan.
His face was already stained red with blood, making him look exceptionally ferocious and terrifying.
"Hoo!" Ling Yan Yan exhaled a deep breath, then took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the blade, as if he had just crawled out of a pool of blood.
"Damn it, this is so difficult!"
Ling Yanyan cursed inwardly. He had just used all his strength, but it still took him two hours to finish the battle, and he had exhausted his energy and was in a state of fatigue.
However, it was well worth it for him.
After all, he achieved his goal.
He felt utterly exhausted and starving, wishing he could immediately eat a bowl of hot food, then lie down and take a nap, enjoy a delicious meal, sleep again, and wake up to a brand new life.
But before that, he had to deal with the bodies of these people.
Ling Yanyan knew his time was limited, as his lifespan was about to end, and if he waited until he died, it would be too late.
Therefore, the most urgent thing now is to find the Yin-Yang Grass.
As long as one possesses the Yin-Yang Grass, one can extend their lifespan, increase their martial arts cultivation, and even gain an even longer lifespan.
However, Yin-Yang Grass is a very precious spiritual object. It is said that there are only three in the world, and each one is worth a fortune.
If it weren't for the catastrophic destruction of this village...
Ling Yanyan would not offer any assistance, much less waste so much time hunting down those villagers.
In any case, everything is already set in stone, and the most important thing is to try to survive.
Ling Yan sat cross-legged on a rock, his eyes slightly closed, circulating the "Nine Netherworld King Technique" to recover his strength and vitality.
He must ensure he is in top form in order to survive the battles to come.
As Ling Yanyan circulated his magic, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth continuously gathered around him, then flowed through his body and merged into it, transforming into pure Xuan Qi to nourish his internal organs, meridians, and skin, allowing his injuries to heal rapidly.
Not only that, his cultivation level is also slowly increasing.
"Ding! Congratulations, host, your cultivation has advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage."
Ling Yan Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his face showing excitement: "Haha, I finally advanced! That's awesome!"
"Huff!"
A gust of wind blew by, his clothes fluttered, and he was carried into the sky, hovering in mid-air.
He stood tall and proud, his feet barely touching the ground, surveying the vast expanse of the world and looking down upon the heavens.
Ling Yanyan smiled faintly, lowered his head, and looked down at the corpses below, a chilling killing intent flashing deep in his eyes.
Although Ling Yanyan only killed a few hundred people in this operation, he felt extremely satisfied.
Seeing the utterly terrified looks in the villagers' eyes before they died was enough to excite him and give him a sense of satisfaction.
They deserve to die.
Ling Yanyan slowly composed himself and his gaze fell on the little girl's corpse.
"Sigh! I really hope you're not dead." Ling Yan Yan sighed, his eyes somewhat dim. He couldn't bear to destroy the little girl's body, so he directly put it into his storage ring.
His storage ring was quite spacious, more than enough to hold a little girl.
Ling Yanyan frowned slightly as he looked at the ruins surrounding the village. He had originally planned to raze the entire village to the ground, but after thinking about it, he decided not to destroy a single brick or tile.