Could it be that I am the cruel villain?-Chapter 794 - 455: Me, Spare Its Life?

Dong——

"Who!"

The wrist shook.

Instinctively, he flung the longsword in his hand, only to hear the friction sound of falling stones being pierced by the sharp sword, and the dim gorge immediately returned to calm.

Silent, eerie, profound, dark.

The gorge was not a cave. After traveling through a stretch of the mountain cave, one could again vaguely see the trace of light seeping through the sky. The mountain rose steeply on both sides, and between the crevices, many oddly-shaped plants covered the area, making the sky unreachable.

In such circumstances, any small sound would be magnified infinitely. After retrieving that unsightly iron wire, Jiang Feng couldn't help but pinch his forehead.

"You seem a bit nervous today. Did something happen?"

Cen Yueyue couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, but I always feel a bit uneasy, as if something is watching us."

"Is there an evil spirit? No, that's not right. It's a familiar scent, it's Gu Worms!"

Immediately realizing it.

Cen Yueyue looked surprised, raised her hand, and the blood-red Xu Huoyao, even in the dark environment, emitted a faint red glow, continuously writhing to smooth out the dried riverbed before them, seeming a bit restless.

"They are very uneasy. Could it be that Southern Border Disciples came here before and performed some Gu Technique?"

The expression was somewhat puzzled.

The four acted together, and although the coverage scope of their Sea of Consciousness was vastly different compared to the outside, in theory, any slight movement within dozens of meters around couldn't escape the eyes of their group. Cen Yueyue was curious about the Gu Worms' agitation.

But at this moment, a dark and mysterious female voice conveniently rose slowly beside the ear.

"The Old Capital has sixteen gates, positioned in sixteen directions, yet the waterways from beginning to end only ran through two sides, grasping the lifeblood."

"Once this was the realm of the Yuan Family, their family controlled the vital waterway, and back then, in the Old Capital, they flourished. Yet, precisely during former wars, this place was also among the most violently contested regions."

"In this riverbed, at least tens of thousands of cultivators' bones are buried, and when ordinary people fled through this waterway in distress, countless were tragically killed, buried underground, unseen for centuries, and combined with this array, it further trapped all the bones and residual souls within, never to reincarnate."

"Perhaps, it's ghostly interference, eyeing the beauty of you two, planning to..."

The sinister voice, although deliberately lowered, still carried a crispness with an elusive softness, causing Cen Yueyue's face to change and straighten her back immediately, the flame in her palm shining, seemingly dispersing the surrounding filth.

Crack!

A foot stepped on a twisted dry bone, emitting a crisp sound that was heart-stirring.

"We've been walking underground for over an hour. Although it's a dried-up channel, it's somewhat spacious. If following this channel can smoothly reach near the Old Capital, that would be excellent."

"The only thing that concerns me is roughly half an hour ago, the commotion above the cave gradually ceased. I wonder if that Kui Ying devoured all the Divine Thunder Valley disciples and left after being satiated, or if they escaped, pursued elsewhere."

"Qingluan, you mentioned earlier that this is an ancient battlefield with many spirits scattered around. Is this true?"

Raised his eyebrows, this ghostly place was filled with condensed Yin energy and soaring Sha energy. Not only are there the remains of countless masters from Dongyue past, but also countless demon beast remnants scattered—ordinary people might merely feel the chill, as most normal people have a fear of Yin souls.

But.

He's a half Evil Cultivator.

The Soul Summoning Banner and Soul Summoning Bell hidden in his arms were faintly trembling. He could feel the joyful delight of these two magic treasures. Originally the lowest grade magic treasures, after three years of nurturing and absorbing the relics of the Golden Monk, even he didn't know what grade these items belonged to.

Nor did he know how powerful they could become.

He hesitated for a few seconds on his expression, ultimately abandoning the idea of taking these items out from his arms.

"Forget it."

"If there's a chance, I'll secretly come here again alone. All around us are various residual souls, wandering for over a century, homeless. If they could all be refined, it would add a card to my hand."

"It's better not to frighten the young girl. After all, I'm now a disciple of a Reputable Sect, alas..."

A regretful sigh.

When outside, one must maintain some image. Seeing this, Qingluan curiously asked, "My lord, are you perhaps afraid of these residual souls as well?"

"I'm overjoyed... uh, right, afraid, since childhood I've feared this."

Almost accidentally speaking his mind.

Instead, Qingluan actively led the way forward. It was apparent her physical condition was much better than anticipated, without the pretentiousness of a lady of status, having walked on the muddy and bone-strewn channel without any reservations, and opened her mouth to console him.

"My lord, rest assured, though countless died here, they are, after all, dead. If truly mindless ones seek trouble, just dissipate them, no need for pity."

"The hundreds of years of calamity inflicted not only the physical body but also the soul, being soaked in Blood Evil Qi for years makes maintaining humanity nearly impossible, much less with this array suppressing Old Capital for over a century, everything becomes intensely abhorrent."

"Like that Kui Ying earlier; according to the family elders, it should be an auspicious beast. Due to its ability to summon rain, many poor people would pray for rain when seeing it traverse the sky."

"Kui Ying had deep empathy and never refused people's prayers, not only bringing rain but also calming storms for fishermen at sea. As an ancient beast descendant, its deeds were passed down through generations orally."

"If the lord ventures to the more barren borders, you would still see many fishermen's homes offering this auspicious beast. Unfortunately, during the internecine conflicts a century ago, the auspicious beast was slain, even its only bloodline has fallen to such a state now."

"Truly lamentable, my lord, if possible, I still hope you would spare its life, at least let us, East Sea Clan people, see if there's a way to rescue it from here."

Suddenly, a remark from Qingluan.

"Me? Spare it?"

For Mr. Jiang, hearing this was akin to hearing "go kill Tang Seng and his disciples."

"Just saying, my lord, would you like to hear the story of this channel and the Yuan Family?"

Avoiding the question. Needless to say, the woman's sixth sense was truly terrifying, without any rationale or evidence, she sensed that Jiang Feng must be hiding something.

It was a force potent enough to destroy the world.