All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 291 The Frenzy of Vengeful Ghosts
a moment ago.

Garbage mountain, outside the killing field.

A crimson curtain stretched between heaven and earth, and countless names filled the field of vision. It was as if a blood-written book had been opened before everyone's eyes.

One [Unique DM: Possesses 5000 Yi Jade Gold and 456.234 Yi Jade Gold.]

Second [The Turbid Immortal: Possesses 6.7 yi of jade gold, worth 3000 yi of valuables.]

3. [White Lord: Possesses exotic beast materials worth 1400 Yi.]

……

After the top three, the rankings of the travelers plummeted, but they all gained some amount of Jade Gold, with many people's Jade Gold exceeding double digits.

This made the traveler standing outside the killing field's eyes burn with desire.

Most people outside possess no more than a hundred Yin-Yang coins. Many others have only a few, a far cry from the required 1 Yi.

Clearly, the killing field contains a vast amount of wealth.

But looking at the conditions of the killing field, these people hesitated to move forward.

[Once you enter the killing field, you cannot leave until the conditions are met.]

[In the Killing Arena, defeating a Celestial Walker will directly reward you with 1 tael of Jade Gold and a gene seed of the corresponding level.]

[Within the Killing Arena, each kill will randomly spawn a "Psionic Mark," which, when picked up, grants 5% Psionic Power.]

[Within the killing field, death seals off all resurrection methods, and the entire being's spiritual essence returns to the Heavenly Dao of Yingzhou.]

[The killing field is unlocked after 90% of the travelers die, allowing them to leave. The remaining 10% of travelers permanently gain 5% spiritual energy regeneration.]

Within the killing field, combined with the 3% experience and 10% spiritual power gained from slaying travelers, the rewards are naturally substantial.

But a 90% mortality rate means that anyone who enters it is highly likely to die.

"How to do?"

A man in uniform, holding a pistol, walked up to a woman in a white kimono.

"Run away immediately, get as far away as possible."

The man was taken aback, and said, "But..."

The woman turned her head sharply to look at the man. She had short hair and an ordinary face, but her eyes were cold and stern.

"Lord Three-Faced Buddha died on that hillside, and his body was burned to death."

“I don’t believe that the women from the Xingshan family among the Green Party members we’re hunting down have that kind of ability.”

The woman also wore an identity badge on her chest; she was a high-ranking member of the White Party under the command of the Three-Faced Buddha: Zhuqujian.

At this moment, her eyes reddened slightly as she said, "There's only one possibility for Lord Three-Faced Buddha's murder... the Hidden God Society!"

"Otherwise, with his strength, even if Lord Three-Faced Buddha hadn't recovered his spiritual power, he could easily have slaughtered the women of the Xingshan family and the wanderers she recruited!!"

"You'd better watch your words."

A man in a gray hoodie approached the killing field with a cold smile. In his hand, he dragged an extremely long whip that writhed incessantly, as if it were alive.

As the woman looked at him, countless whip shadows suddenly appeared on the ground in her field of vision!
Warlock!

At this moment, the man withdrew his gaze and said, "The Hidden God Society and the White Party are in a cooperative relationship."

"If there is no evidence, Miss Jian, you'd better watch your words."

"Ah."

Zhu Qujian sneered, stared intently at the man for a moment, then turned around and said, "Let's go!"

She didn't say much to the man.

The strength of the Hidden Gods Society's members completely overwhelms that of the White Party. A force with several third-tier elders is no match for a political party whose leader is only level 6; the latter has absolutely no say.

Being able to serve as a lackey for the Hidden Gods is a blessing for the White Party.

Zhu Qujian understood that the White Party's rise from a roadside outpost to a force rivaling the Green Party in just a few years was inseparable from the support of the Hidden God Society.

Under pressure from the mainland authorities, this cult couldn't cause any trouble. But in Japan, it became the underground emperor of the traveler's world.

But just as the All-Heavens Train swept across Hokkaido like a giant dragon, Taketori Ken realized in despair that all the gifts and fame came with a price tag.

The country's fragmentation and chaos, the rampant evil spirits, the deaths of hundreds of thousands or even millions of people, and even the collapse and sinking of Hokkaido—these are the price to pay!
When the Demon Realm descended, Taketsuken's trust in the Hidden God Society had completely collapsed.

At that moment, her eyes red, she scanned her surroundings. Of the dozens of travelers around her, a dozen or so followed her away from the crowd. This world is never short of clever people. The killing field's mechanism here means that every kill yields substantial rewards.

If the Hidden God Society can kill the Three-Faced Buddha, then these lackeys of the White Party are probably even less valuable. Once they really step into the killing field, they will just be their spiritual energy pockets!
"Ok?"

Just as the group was about to leave the killing field, Zhuqujian suddenly paused.

boom!
Boom boom!

Boom boom boom! !

"The ground... was earthquake?"

Almost simultaneously, everyone felt the earth tremble!

"Then...what is that!"

Someone spotted a group of dark figures of varying heights on the hilltop behind them. Under the sunlight, they were initially difficult to discern clearly.

"So many! Alien Phages!?"

"Mutants, right? So many of them, and those distorted shapes... are they the kind of mutants you see on the beach?"

The crowd erupted in uproar because of the sudden appearance of countless dark figures.

But cold sweat immediately streamed down Zhuqujian's forehead.

She was a second-tier advisor, and as a level 5 geomancer, she immediately captured the details of those shadows.

It's a fierce ghost.

Hundreds of bizarre and monstrous ghosts! They stretched out in a row, like a giant arc, encircling the entire killing field, and charged madly toward their location!

"Go back!"

Zhuqujian caught the crimson, crazed eyes of those fierce ghosts!

As a traveler who has been active in Hokkaido, Taketori Ken knows what that is!
Fourth Elder!
He's controlling these vengeful spirits!
Boom!

Zhu Qujian, along with his men, rushed into the curtained area and into the killing field!
At this moment, everyone finally saw the rushing "tide" clearly.

A translucent ship ghost swooped down, shrieking with a chilling aura; the mutilated Qing Nufang, with her black teeth and disheveled hair, revealed a beast-like, bloody maw; some even swelled into enormous, terrifying phantoms made of pure resentment! They descended with a chilling descent!

Mixed among the vengeful ghosts were monsters, whose stomping on the rocks produced a teeth-grinding scraping sound!
There was the Snake Bone Granny covered in slippery scales; there was the Giant Head whose joints were twisted in the opposite direction and whose head resembled a rotten tree tumor; there was the enormous, muscular Kengoshi Nyudo; and there were countless other indescribable monsters pieced together from various limbs.

Those are... the hundred demons of the Demon Realm!
These fierce ghosts and demons were incredibly fast, hurtling down at an almost frenzied pace!

"Run...run away!!"

At this moment, all the travelers realized the problem!

This time, no one thought twice; they all turned and rushed into the killing field!
Within the coordinates of that killing field, countless blood-red coordinates appeared instantly from all directions of the entire killing field!

But the demons didn't stop at all and all rushed into the killing field!
They were not marked with kill coordinates.

Like a curtain woven from blood, hanging between heaven and earth, it took on an ominous texture under the blazing sunlight. It writhed silently, like a gaping wound separating life from death.

boom!
A giant wave of vengeful spirits bit into the tail of the crowd, and one of the travelers coughed up blood! He was instantly engulfed by the horde of ghosts.

The traveler's flesh and blood instantly turned gray and withered, leaving only a skin and bones of a dried corpse, with extreme pain frozen on his face!
A snow woman flashed by, but beneath her long hair, a small, red figure could be vaguely seen being embraced.

A roar of anger erupted from the crowd!

The pilgrim's sudden attack instantly tore through the flesh and blood of demons and vengeful spirits! It was as if a scarlet vortex had emerged from the horde of ghosts! Like a meat grinder, it slaughtered the vengeful spirits!

However, these travelers didn't have much spiritual power, and once their spiritual power was exhausted, they were immediately at a loss in their fight against the vengeful ghosts!

Soon, the crimson vortex was engulfed by the ghost tide, and severed limbs and remains scattered everywhere like fallen leaves in a storm.

Only when the humans and ghosts reached the edge of the garbage city did they have a chance to catch their breath. The vengeful ghosts' search for the living and the complex terrain both slowed the carnage.

But the thousands of vengeful spirits that surged in from all directions kept devouring the center.

Every living thing was devoured.

Just like the human tragedy in Hokkaido.

Everyone in the killing field—the Walkers, the Tyrant Society, the Yin-Yang Sect, the Mo Sect, the Sky Island…—will face an unprecedented catastrophe!

At this moment, however, everyone is completely unaware.

(End of this chapter)