Comprehensive website: From the Classic of Mountains and Seas to ancient times

Chapter 297 The beginning of the killing

"Transmitting..."

Mu Yi found that this teleportation was a little different. He appeared above the sky, similar to when he used the plane vision in the main world before, looking down at the earth from a high altitude.

The field of vision continued to narrow, and finally focused on a statue whose face could not be seen clearly.

Mu Yi found that he had turned into a statue, or to be more precise, he was entering this world through this statue.

At this moment, among the statues where he lived, a large group of farmers in coarse cloth and short clothes were kneeling in front of the statues and praying.

But Mu Yi could only see but not hear.

As soon as he thought about it, the golden body of incense stored in the shrine came out. The incense accumulated on the statue was instantly absorbed by the golden body. Correspondingly, Mu Yi also heard the farmers' prayers.

"Please pray to the gods, to keep our Liujia Village safe and sound, and free from the calamity of war!"

"May the gods bless you!"

"Merciful gods, please save us!"

Many prayers came into Mu Yi's mind, and Mu Yi frowned. Although they were all ordinary prayers, for some reason, they contained a strong fear, as if he had encountered some great terror.

At this moment, the sound of dull horse hooves came from afar, followed by a group of cavalry galloping from afar.

"Woo~"

The sound of a horn was heard in the village, and the crowd that was praying suddenly fell into chaos.

"Keep calm, young and strong men, bring your weapons with you, and everyone else, hide in your homes and don't come out!"

The old man in the lead shouted loudly, and then urged the elderly, the weak and the sick to go back home and hide.

He took the young and strong men in the village and walked out of the village holding various sticks.

Mu Yi could sense the panic from them, but at the moment, in order to surround their home, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and carry on.

"Who is the village chief?" The cavalry captain, riding a tall horse, reined in his horse and asked outside the village.

"That's me!"

The old village chief stood up and responded. Perhaps it was because he had learned some Taoist magic when he was young, he could feel more than others. At this moment, he could not feel any warmth from the cavalrymen opposite, as if the cavalrymen opposite were not human beings at all.

"Call out everyone in your village! Don't waste my time searching every house!"

"If you obey orders obediently, you can also keep half of the people alive like the previous village, otherwise no one will be left alive!"

The cavalry captain's tone was cold, as if he was not talking about hundreds of lives, but an ant that could be crushed to death at any time.

"Don't even think about succeeding! You Mongolian Tartars will get your retribution sooner or later!" the old village chief cursed.

If they had not received the news of the refugees escaping from other villages in advance, they might really have chosen to sacrifice half of their people to save the other half.

But the refugees who escaped from other villages told them that these beasts were not human beings at all. They were evil demons who ate people without leaving any bones. Not only did they not abide by the rules, but they would also set fire to the village.

Only those hiding in cellars and caves could escape the disaster, probably because these Mongolian Tartars had gone mad and would not even conduct any detailed search.

"Kill! Leave no one behind!"

The cavalry captain's expression remained calm when he heard the cursing.

The cavalry rushed forward with sabers brandished.

How could the young and strong men with sticks be a match for these elite cavalrymen known as the Mongolian Iron Cavalry? Most of them were disemboweled after just one encounter.

It was a completely one-sided massacre.

Then the brutal Mongolian cavalry began to search house to house, killing all the living people they found. After the killing, they even dragged all the corpses together and drew something like ghost drawings on the ground as if they were going to start some kind of sacrificial activity.

Mu Yi was furious. From the moment the Mongolian cavalry began to massacre the village, he had been struggling desperately to accelerate his materialization from the statue.

But he was still a step too slow, and only completed the materialization after the entire village was slaughtered.

As Mu Yi arrived, a brilliant light suddenly burst out from the statue.

The Mongolian soldiers who were busy with the sacrificial ceremony turned their eyes in the direction of the statue. Without any emotional fluctuations, they instinctively picked up their weapons and launched an attack in the direction of the statue.

At this moment, fire flashed in Mu Yi's eyes. Looking over, he saw that these Mongolian cavalrymen were no longer soldiers at all. They had completely turned into minions and were completely out of the scope of human beings.

The evil auras above the heads of these minions mixed together and floated into the air, instantly filling the entire village with smoke and foul smells.

Especially in the sky above the evil aura, a demon whose appearance could not be seen was faintly condensed, emitting an aura that made Mu Yi feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

"The way of the world!"

"Lancers, form a formation and charge!"

Mu Yi's face was cold, his anger had transformed into pure murderous intent, and he opened the barrier coldly.

A large group of soldiers wearing Shura armor and holding spears launched a charge towards the cavalry.

Clouds above their heads condensed and rose up, forming a three-headed, six-armed Asura figure in mid-air. Asura's appearance was almost exactly the same as Mu Yi's.

When the two armies met, sharp spears burned with blood-red flames, piercing through the war horses and directly pushing back the force of the horses' charge.

"Kill them all!"

Following Mu Yi's order, the clouds above the heads of many soldiers rolled again and turned into a white tiger roaring towards the sky, emitting a platinum light that attached to the soldiers' swords and spears.

After forcibly stopping the cavalry's charge by charging in formation, these spearmen simply dropped their spears, drew their swords, and charged towards the Mongolian cavalry in the Mandarin Duck Formation.

A close hand-to-hand bloody battle began, which lasted for a moment before ending.

With zero casualties, these soldiers completely wiped out the Mongolian side.

Mu Yi kicked over the bodies of the Mongolian soldiers at his feet. Each of them had the same weird tattoos as the ones on the ground. From the cut wounds, one could see that the bodies of these Mongolian soldiers were filled with all kinds of strange things.

Before the killing and sacrifice, they were no longer human.

But perhaps they have never discovered this.

After a moment's silence, Mu Yi connected with the cloud of the legion and guided the soldiers to perform the sacrificial ceremony.

"Fivefold Sacrifice!"

Mu Yi directly used his own method to retaliate. If you want to perform a blood sacrifice, then become a sacrifice first.

The bodies of the Mongolian soldiers perished in the flames of sacrifice, and the abundant power was fed back to the soldiers who went out to fight, and their aura instantly became stronger.

With a wave of his hand, Mu Yi recalled all the soldiers into the barrier, and then wrapped the entire village with the barrier.

"Thus I have heard, at one time the Buddha was in Trayastrimsa Heaven... He displayed inconceivable great wisdom and supernatural powers, subdued stubborn sentient beings, and knew the laws of suffering and happiness..."

Mu Yi gathered the souls of the dead who died tragically in the village together, chanted scriptures to help them to be reborn, and then guided them into reincarnation.

With Mu Yi's personal guidance, these dead souls will have a good background after reincarnation in the future. Even if they cannot be born into a high-ranking official family, they will at least be from a wealthy and powerful family.

This can be considered as Mu Yi's compensation for not being able to save the people in this village.

After dealing with the dead souls in the village, Mu Yi used the Hell Road to burn the village to ashes, completely dispelling the evil brought by these Mongolian soldiers. For reincarnation, death is not the point, on the contrary, death is the beginning of a new life.

After witnessing the current state of this world with my own eyes, it became clear what to do.

"The only way to stop killing is to kill!"

Mu Yi put away the barrier and summoned Chuyi.

Chuyi could feel Mu Yi's uneasy heart. He tilted his head and listened to the ground. After a long time, he pointed towards the northwest and roared!
"Let's go!" Mu Yi set off the evil wind and rushed towards the direction indicated by Chuyi.

Before it fell, a scream was heard.

"what!"

The screams of pain and the roars of exhaustion continued to echo across the battlefield.

The surging crowds collided with each other, raised weapons fell, blood splattered, and lives faded away in the war like candles.

Scarlet blood flowed out of the corpses and flowed on the dry earth, gradually staining the entire battlefield, as if a strange red liquid was splashed on yellow rice paper. The sticky color was connected with bloody totems and twisted shapes, which was disgusting.

People died every second, and their lives were lost in the chaotic battlefield, like an extinguished candle, completely dissipating.

This is a war. Those who want to survive will not sit still and wait for death. The air is filled with madness.

Compared with the previous Mongolian soldiers, the Mongolian soldiers on the battlefield were more terrifying and more extraordinary. They could still fight even if their bodies were pierced, and they would only stop moving if their heads were chopped off.

With the support of this strange body, the resisting party was defeated layer by layer and was on the verge of collapse.

Without any hesitation, Mu Yi descended from the sky.

Kill kill kill kill kill!

This group of Mongolian Tartars have become completely evil, with sin and blood all over their bodies. Only death can settle their sins.

"boom!"

Mu Yi falling from the sky caused a huge roar.

The rapidly falling body hit the ground heavily, and the ground responded with a dull sound. Mu Yi took out a sword from his backpack and rushed towards the noisy and chaotic battlefield.

Mu Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and his clairvoyance penetrated all obstructions to his vision and found the Mongolian officers in the chaos.

These officers are now more violent than ordinary soldiers, and limbs that do not belong to humans have begun to grow on their bodies.

"Kill! For the blood sacrifice! Kill them all!"

"Hahahahahaha, if I kill you, I will become stronger!"

They wreaked havoc on the battlefield like monsters, crushing the resisting soldiers to their heart's content and emitting bursts of weird and noisy laughter.

The human army began to come out in droves.

Mu Yi acted as the vanguard, wielding a heavy wave-cutting sword, and created an empty gap among the evil spirits.

Just like cutting wheat, the wanton waving of the sword will clear space for advancement on the battlefield of killing and completely wipe out the enemies in an area.

No one could stop Mu Yi's long sword, which tore open a gap like a hot knife through butter. Behind him, the high-spirited army of the human world followed closely, tearing the gap even more obviously.

Mu Yi twisted his body, his arms like taut bowstrings. As his body twisted rapidly, the blade broke through the air, making a low and sharp whistle.

He crossed over layers of obstacles and slashed at the Mongolian officers who were slaughtering.

"clang!"

The sound of the collision was like the sound of a huge bell, deafening.

The Mongolian officers did not collapse as Mu Yi had expected. Instead, their feet sank deeply into the ground and they withstood Mu Yi's hacking.

"By sacrificing your blood, I can become stronger!"

Greed swelled in the eyes of the Mongolian officers. His muscles swelled and his appearance became even uglier. At this moment, he looked more like a humanoid monster than a human being.

In the chaotic battlefield, swords collided violently.

Cracks as fine as spider webs spread out where the two men stood. The ground within a radius of four or five feet was almost cracked. The sound of Muran's explosion was accompanied by a strong wind that swept in all directions.

"Kill me?" Mu Yi sneered.

There was an expression of extreme disgust in their eyes, and these monsters were filled with a sickening stench of decay.

This is feedback from the divine position. The other party's existence is completely a mistake for heaven and earth.

"I'm just using you to test your current physical strength!"

Mu Yi suddenly exerted force with his arms.

"break!"

With a roar, his internal energy was like an angry dragon, carrying the military master's supernatural powers and distorted will, and slammed into the Mongolian officers.

"puff!"

A hideous head rolled out on the ground.

The huge body of the Mongolian officer collapsed with a loud bang, and the headless corpse oozes dark purple blood on the ground, emitting bursts of evil stench.

The deformed monster's body seemed to want to be reborn, but after struggling for a moment, it collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

As the Lord of Reincarnation, Mu Yi has control over yin and yang, life and death. How could a mere evil spirit who has gone astray defy the sentence of death?

The sword strike just now not only killed the Mongolian officer's body, but also his soul and life. If he wants to be resurrected on the spot, he might as well pray that Mu Yi will show mercy.

"Whoo~"

Mu Yi exhaled a breath of foul air, his body felt a slight pain, but he was recovering at an extremely fast speed.

Using the energy of the body's qi and blood to fight does save energy, but the damage to the body is more obvious.

"kill!"

Without stopping, Mu Yi picked up the sword and rushed towards another target.

The situation on the battlefield was reversed in an instant because of Mu Yi's arrival.

The resistance forces, which were originally at a disadvantage, were in high spirits and took the initiative to follow the human army to expand their victory.

But they soon discovered that they could not keep up with the speed of the human world.

Before they knew it, they had gone from being the protagonists on the battlefield to being insignificant supporting characters.

Under the leadership of Mu Yi, the army was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. It looked everywhere and directly broke through the Mongolian formation, completely disrupting it.

Without the support of the formation, the Mongolian side was reduced to fish on the chopping board and turned into powder in an instant.

(End of this chapter)