Chapter 830: I've Come to Reclaim Someone's Soul

Jian Changsheng turned his head slightly to look at the last living participant around him.

The participant shuddered violently and stumbled backward... Even knowing that dying here wouldn't mean real death, under the pressure of Jian Changsheng's surging killing intent, he still began to fear death.

He stumbled away from the Celestial Star Position, his face deathly pale!

"Brother, brother... I know I was wrong. I won't fight you for this Celestial Star Position anymore, okay?"

Jian Changsheng didn't answer. He just watched this person quietly. The blood-red sword in his hand emitted a thunderous sound, then shot out with a roar, piercing through his chest at a speed invisible to the naked eye!

Bang—!

A mist of blood exploded from his body, and under those eyes filled with extreme fear, a lifeless corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

The killing intent on Jian Changsheng surged again, and the black halo of killing intent swirled behind him, as if it had condensed into substance!

He closed his bloodshot eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled...

Twelve-fold amplification!

The starlight of the Celestial Star Position flowed silently. Around that throne, there was no one else left, only a mess of corpses and pools of thick, viscous blood.

Jian Changsheng, covered in blood, held his sword in one hand and walked slowly toward the towering throne.

All the competitors for this Celestial Star Position had been killed by him. As long as he stayed here as he was, waiting for the final moment, he could sit upon it... Looking at this chair that could change one's destiny, a complex look appeared in Jian Changsheng's eyes.

His blood-stained fingertips gently rubbed the armrest of the seat, as if feeling its hardness and temperature, somewhat reluctant, yet somewhat envious...

The [Privilege] in his hand bloomed with light again, flickering like a countdown.

"Time's almost up." Jian Changsheng muttered to himself.

"You don't belong to me... Wait for your fated one."

As the words fell, Jian Changsheng turned with his sword.

A drop of blood shot out into the distance from beside him, and his figure vanished from the spot instantly!

……

Under the pitch-black night sky,

Kongwang pinched a seal with both hands, the soul-humming radiating crazily to the surroundings. Under his lowered eyelids, his eyes locked onto the participants who were rushing over in a sorry state in the distance.

These participants came from all directions. Except for a very few with strong souls, almost everyone had been affected, and no one had the energy left to guard the Celestial Star Positions... Whether it was the referees who had survived or the few remaining participants, everyone was converging on Kongwang's location!

If they didn't kill Kongwang, everyone would die!

Mr. Han, on the clock tower, maintained the [Purgatory] while frowning at the chaotic battle in the distance, sighing deeply in his heart.

His gaze shifted to the several pillars of starlight scattered throughout the Old District, reaching straight into the clouds.

"Relying on these young people, it's almost impossible to defeat Kongwang. I don't know how long it will take on the Celestial Tower side... I hope they can make it in time."

Just then, Mr. Han noticed something and muttered in confusion,

"Why are there still only six Celestial Star Positions... Has the seventh one not been activated yet?"

With a loud bang, several participants who had rushed into the clouds to try and stop Kongwang were knocked down by the immense force shattering the sky, crashing into the earth like meteors, with continuous dust and smoke billowing up.

Kongwang controlled the army of souls, indifferently overlooking the participants who were rushing out one after another under the soul-screaming. His Yin-Yang eyes flashed with cold light, and his lips parted slightly...

"[Quake]!"

The souls of the three participants closest to him were instantly ripped from their bodies. The next moment, their skulls were sliced open by sharp ink-brush strokes. As blood gushed out, the three souls were extracted from their bodies, becoming one of Kongwang's continuous sources of power!

The three souls were drained by the chains, and the [Fudi] soul became more solid. Kongwang stepped into the void, and the ultimate Force God Path caused the air to emit a sharp explosion, sending several participants flying back while vomiting blood!

In front of the current Kongwang, the young geniuses of the God Path from various domains were as fragile as paper. For a moment, no one could take even a single move from him... This was simply a one-sided slaughter.

"Should we make a move?" Plum 7 walked up to an inconspicuous participant and said in a low voice.

"No, we absolutely cannot make a move until the very last moment." The person scanned the surroundings. "Don't forget, this is the Tian-Shu Domain, and the domain representatives are surrounding the outside, along with all the top combat power of the Celestial Tower. It's a true net of heaven and earth...

Once we reveal our true strength, our identities will likely be exposed. Even if we kill this Kongwang, those people from the Tian-Shu Domain won't let the Twilight Society leave."

"But if we don't act now, the Ghost God Path will kill everyone else and eventually come for us... We can't just hand our souls over to the Ghost God Path, can we?"

"Let's wait a little longer... I believe the Five Great Domains won't just sit and wait for death. They must be taking measures. Perhaps there's still a turning point."

"...Damn it, I shouldn't have come to join in this mess." Plum 7 cursed.

"By the way, where's Heart 7?"

"Oh, he died a long time ago. Didn't you see? The most pathetic and tattered one in that Ghost God Path soul army is him."

"Hiss..."

While they were whispering, Kongwang took the opportunity to kill two more participants.

As blood stained the earth, the number of participants and the referees who had fled earlier were decreasing crazily. Roughly estimated, there were now no more than fifteen people alive in the entire Old District.

At this rate, Kongwang slaughtering the entire Old District in five minutes might not be impossible.

New souls floated up behind Kongwang. He floated in mid-air like an unstoppable demon god. The ultimate Force God Path gathered between his palms. At the same time, the giant rocks scattered across the battlefield began to gather in mid-air, instantly outlining a giant rake!

Kongwang's peripheral vision glanced at the remaining Plum 7 and the others...

He waved his hand casually.

The sky-covering Force God rake whistled through the air, as if it were going to smash the entire street into pieces. Just as it was about to crash down, a blood-red shadow streaked across the sky!

Boom—!!

Accompanied by five overlapping thunderous explosions in the sky, the blood-red sword shadow pierced through the rake in mid-air. The shattered giant rocks fell to the ground like raindrops, and the rake began to disintegrate in the air!

Kongwang frowned slightly and dodged lightly. The sword that had pierced the giant rock flew past his cheek, shattered another building, and then half-buried itself in the ruins of the earth.

Kongwang's Yin-Yang eyes narrowed slightly.

A figure with black hair and a wolf-tail, with a halo of killing intent behind him, appeared out of thin air. His palm calmly gripped the bloodstains on the hilt of the long sword; that was the medium he had used to swap positions instantly...

Jian Changsheng slowly pulled the blood-red sword from the ruins and looked up at Kongwang floating in the air with an indifferent gaze.

"This killing intent... interesting." Kongwang examined Jian Changsheng, seemingly sensing something from that halo of killing intent, and frowned slightly. "Who are you?"

"My name is Jian Changsheng."

Jian Changsheng held the sword in one hand and said calmly, "I've come to reclaim someone's soul."