Xiao Jietian slowly lifted his foot, then gently stepped on Hei Tianzun's back of the head, grinding his face even harder into the cold ground.
"Ugh…" Hei Tianzun let out a painful groan, so oppressed by Xiao Jietian's aura that he couldn't even struggle.
"I was enjoying the show just fine. Why did you have to provoke me?"
Hei Tianzun's face was buried in the ground, making muffled sounds…
"No… Hui Ying, is Xiao Jietian a Half-Saint?!" Tang Huo'er's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"Mhm," Xiao Huiying smiled sweetly, a proud expression on her face. Her master was the most formidable in every aspect.
"You must be joking. He looks about the same age as me, doesn't he?" Tang Huo'er looked at Xiao Jietian, who was currently abusing Hei Tianzun, and felt deflated instantly.
Xiao Huiying took Tang Huo'er's hand and rubbed it a few times. "Yes, you and Master are the same age, and you should be a little older than Master."
The same age, and even a little older!!
These two sentences felt like knives frantically stabbing her heart.
The surrounding people also couldn't help but twitch their faces. They hadn't expected the man who seemed immersed in beauty and boundless laziness to actually be a Half-Saint.
Turns out he wasn't lazy; it was just that the strength of this place and its people was too weak for him to have any interest.
Perhaps even so-called geniuses would pale in comparison before him…
"No, I was wrong! Don't kill me! I'm willing to have a soul imprint placed on me and serve you as a beast of burden!!" Hei Tianzun's shrill scream immediately drew the attention of Xiao Yan and the others.
When they turned to look, they saw Xiao Jietian's foot slightly lifted, with an invisible, terrifying power beneath his sole.
"Serve as a beast of burden?" Xiao Jietian chuckled. "The souls of you people from the Hall of Souls are filthy beyond belief. What use would I have for you? It's better to… clean you up."
The moment his voice fell, Xiao Jietian's foot seemingly casually stepped on Hei Tianzun's body.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, but an invisible, terrifying power had already surged through Xiao Jietian's sole, instantly pouring into Hei Tianzun's body like a destructive force!
"No—!!!"
Hei Tianzun only managed to let out a short, utterly desperate wail before his soul was completely obliterated by Xiao Jietian, leaving him no chance for a next life.
Xiao Jietian waved his hand, and spatial cracks appeared around Hei Tianzun's corpse, which was then swallowed by space. The people in the square vaguely saw Hei Tianzun's corpse being completely annihilated by the power of space the moment it entered the spatial rift.
Truly, his body and soul were utterly destroyed. Aside from the mixture of saliva and bloodstains on the ground, not a single trace remained.
Silence!
Deathly silence!
The entire square, apart from the heavy breathing caused by extreme shock, had no other sound. Although the other party was acting against people from the Hall of Souls, what if he said he didn't like the sound they made and then stepped on them too? Who would they complain to then?
First, Xiao Jietian is a man, and I am not my brother, who likes to be stepped on.
Bai Tianzun watched his long-time partner perish in such a tragic manner, feeling a touch of sorrow in his heart, but more than that, it was fear of death.
"Alright, now it's roll call. Let me see how many people from your Hall of Souls have come."
"First." Xiao Jietian slowly raised his right hand and lightly pointed at an Elder Zun from the Hall of Souls, who was closest to him and whose strength was around a Three-Star Dou Zun.
There was no magnificent Dou Technique light, nor any earth-shattering momentum.
Poof!
Just like an inflated balloon suddenly pricked by a needle, that Hall of Souls Dou Zun couldn't even let out a scream. His body, under the terrified gazes of the crowd, exploded without any warning!
A Dou Zun expert, powerful enough to dominate a region on the Dou Qi Continent, was thus effortlessly erased, dying so easily, so insignificantly!
Blood mist flew, but it was confined within a certain space.
The surrounding people looked at this scene, thinking, No, is this Half-Saint boss so gentle? Although he's suppressing me with his aura, I'm still so touched. He's so good, he even considers our feelings.
"Second." Xiao Jietian's voice remained calm, and his finger tapped lightly again. Another Elder Zun exploded and died.
"No!!" "Mercy, sir!!"
The Elder Zuns of the Hall of Souls completely collapsed. The fear of death utterly engulfed them. Some pleaded desperately, some screamed in despair, and some struggled frantically.
Bai Tianzun was also scared out of his wits by this roll call method and struggled desperately.
But under the absolute pressure of a Half-Saint, their struggles seemed so pale and powerless.
Xiao Jietian ignored their struggles and pleas. "Third!"
"Fourth."
…Poof! Poof!
One after another, Elder Zuns of the Hall of Souls—whether Two-Star, Three-Star, or Four-Star Dou Zun—had absolutely no resistance.
Their bodies, like balloons inflated to their limit, successively exploded into blood mists in the square, not even their soul bodies managing to escape.
"Eighth."
"Ninth."
Every soft count was accompanied by the fall of a Hall of Souls expert, intensifying the fear of the remaining ones.
One by one, Dou Zun experts who could dominate the Central Plains were now like fish on a chopping block, only able to be slaughtered. Even a struggle became a luxury; they could only silently await death.
The entire square also quieted down. No one present dared to breathe loudly, all afraid that Xiao Jietian might not count accurately and point to them instead.
Even the remaining members of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan and major powers like the Tianming Sect turned pale, quietly lying on the ground, attempting to make Xiao Jietian not notice them.
They knew that this person was Xiao Yan's brother, and they themselves had enmity with Xiao Yan. If they attracted attention and he sought revenge for Xiao Yan, wouldn't they also end up like the people from the Hall of Souls?
"Twelfth."
"Thirteenth."
Xiao Jietian's roll call continued, like the whisper of the Grim Reaper, precise and efficient. Each number called out was accompanied by an exploding blood mist, signifying the complete fall of a Hall of Souls expert.
"Hmm? The number is off…"
Xiao Jietian was puzzled. He had initially counted twelve, not including Hei and Bai Tianzun, but now it was thirteen. After carefully sensing, he realized, Damn it, I killed the wrong one.
"It seems I miscounted one. Damn it, why wear a cloak like the Hall of Souls when there's nothing to do? How unlucky."
Hearing Xiao Jietian's words, the surrounding people were almost scared to death. Luckily, they weren't wearing cloaks.
After news of Xiao Jietian's accidental killing spread, it changed the entire continent's trend, leading to far fewer people running around in cloaks afterward, except in places like auctions or trading hubs.