Unparalleled Martial God

"Alright, uncles, it's time to go back." Yang Ziming spoke again, taking down the head of the oxcart, as well as all kinds of things.    

    

"Young Master Yang —"    

    

Yang Ziming interrupted them, and said with a smile, "What you need to do now is to go back and raise young master Yang again and again. It would be best if each one of them could become Young Master Chu!"    

    

With that, Yang Ziming left with large strides. When he reached a more crowded and open area, he stopped and threw out the salted heads one by one. Then, he opened the banners he prepared.    

    

"Wow …"    

    

The sudden appearance of the human head scared the passersby so much that they started to shout loudly, and then Yang Ziming became the focus of the crowd as countless people rushed over.    

    

The banner immediately attracted the attention of the crowd. It read — Outside of the Golden Yuan City, many villages were massacred by the Soul Devouring Sect and the Thousand Devil Sect in order to obtain their souls and refine their soul power to raise their cultivation.    

    

Above it, the village was slaughtered. Whether it was buried alive, drowned in water, burned to death, etc., the details were clear.    

    

The blood-colored words were very eye-catching, and the content they contained was even more shocking.    

    

Many people discovered that on top of the Soul Devouring Sect, one of the Four Major Sects, were two eye-catching words "Soul Devouring Demon Sect"!    

    

The Soul Devouring Demon Sect!    

    

Boom!    

    

The surrounding crowd couldn't help but jump in fright, distancing themselves from Yang Ziming, as if the four words, "Soul Devouring Demon Sect", were even more horrifying than some inhumane and insane slaughter.    

    

Seeing this scene, Yang Ziming only sneered, the Soul Devouring Sect's reputation could be seen from this, who would dare to provoke them?    

    

Just these four words alone made everyone feel as if they were escaping from a plague. What about the others? I'm afraid no one would dare to be disrespectful to the disciples of the Soul Devouring Sect, much less kill them.    

    

Yang Ziming suddenly realized that there weren't many people like Chu Yang.    

    

He did not say anything and just stood there silently, watching coldly from the sidelines. Looking at this ridiculous group of people, the ridicule in his heart grew even more intense: Could it be that they didn't know that the Soul Devouring Sect would be able to slaughter someone today and wouldn't slaughter them the next day?    

    

Stupid!    

    

Tragic!    

    

During this period, Yang Ziming had dealt with a few people who came to cause trouble. What he could deal with was naturally not some big shot. He was waiting for that big shot to come.    

    

After who knew how long had passed, Yang Ziming suddenly noticed a commotion within the crowd. Someone exclaimed, "The Marquis of Rong's Mansion is here."    

    

"That should be the Junior Marquis of the Rong Country, Wu Guanqi."    

    

"How awe-inspiring!"    

    

Soon after, the crowd took the initiative to open up a path. Young master dressed in gold and silver, accompanied by a group of people, was rushing over like a pack of wolves and tigers.    

    

Yang Ziming's eyes narrowed as he sized up the group of people. The group of people behind the young master were all of extraordinary strength, the weakest among them were at least at the fifth level of the Ascending Soul Realm, and there was even an old man at the Revolving Soul Realm.    

    

"The Junior Marquis of the Rongguo Marquis Estate, Wu Guanqi?"    

    

Yang Ziming's face suddenly revealed a smile. This amount of weight was enough. With the death of the Mayor of Gold City, the Marquis' Mansion was one of the top cities in the city.    

    

It was indeed Wu Guanqi.    

    

Pow!    

    

Wu Guanqi retracted the folding fan in his hand, pointed at Yang Ziming in contempt, and asked again and again.    

    

"Are you exaggerating?"    

    

"Are you the one slandering the Soul Devouring Sect?"    

    

Defamation?    

    

Yang Ziming couldn't help but sneer, "What do you think?"    

    

"How dare you talk to me like that! I think you're tired of living!"    

    

Wu Guanqi was at a loss for words.    

    

Yang Ziming didn't seem to be afraid. He glanced at him and spoke coldly, copying Little Tiger's words, "You're the young duke of the Rongguo Marquis Mansion, right? Let me give you a suggestion. Don't jump!"