Douluo: Wuhun Qimen Formation, control everything!

As soon as Di Tian finished speaking, Zhou Xuan felt an invisible force enveloping him, and the scenery in front of him rushed past.

When I finally set foot on solid ground again, I found myself in a desolate mountain valley.

After calming down, Zhou Xuan sighed. Actually, Di Tian was not a bad person, but his methods were a bit domineering.

But it's understandable, after all, he's the so-called Beast God, so it's understandable that he has a temper.

After landing, Zhou Xuan casually looked around.

A faint smell of sulfur and... a barely perceptible stench of blood filled the air.

Not far away, a huge, dark mine shaft lay open.

"This is it." Di Tian put his hands behind his back, not even bothering to take another look at the mine.

Zhou Xuan extended his spiritual power, and Di Tian raised an eyebrow. This human was indeed different. Such a huge amount of spiritual power. When he first became a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, he was no more than this.

There were indeed quite a few people inside the mine, all around the Soul King level, about five in total, along with about a dozen ordinary people and a dozen Soul Masters around level ten.

"Senior, we..."

Before Zhou Xuan could finish speaking, Di Tian's figure flickered and he appeared at the entrance of the mine, then walked straight in.

His lips twitched. This Di Tian really did whatever he wanted. Actually, he originally intended to come on his own.

He quickly followed, his mental energy highly focused. Although Di Tian was by his side and there was a high probability that nothing would happen, there was always a chance of something going wrong, so it was better to be on guard at all times.

The mine was winding and dark, and the deeper you went, the stronger the smell of blood became.

Soon, faint firelight and... chilling screams came from ahead.

Zhou Xuan felt a chill run down his spine and quickened his pace.

After rounding a bend, the view suddenly opened up before us.

A huge underground cavern came into view, with a bonfire burning in the center, casting a ghastly green glow all around.

A dozen or so Soul Masters, dressed in robes of various colors and exuding a chilling aura, were performing some kind of evil ritual around the campfire.

Beside the campfire, in several simple wooden cages, were locked up a dozen or so ordinary people, men, women, young and old, all pale and trembling.

A tall, thin evil spirit master, with a sickly grin on his face, dragged a seven or eight-year-old girl out of a cage.

The little girl let out heart-wrenching cries and struggled desperately, but how could she possibly be a match for an adult Soul Master?

"Hehehe... A fresh soul is a great tonic!" The evil soul master stretched out his withered claws and grabbed at the little girl's crown.

The other evil spirit masters let out nauseating laughs, their expressions greedy.

"Hmph!" Di Tian snorted coldly, and had somehow appeared on the other side of the cave, although there was no fluctuation of soul power around him.

But the terrifying pressure originating from the level of life caused all the evil soul masters to tremble involuntarily, their bodies stiffen, and the smiles on their faces freeze instantly.

The evil spirit master who was about to attack the little girl froze in mid-air, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

"Senior... have mercy!" A seemingly leader-like evil spirit master managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth, his legs trembling like a leaf.

"If you'd like, this little girl is available for you to enjoy."

A hint of disgust flashed in Di Tian's eyes. Although he didn't care about human lives, he still found the evil spirit masters' actions extremely disgusting.

For him, killing was acceptable, but torturing life was not.

He raised his hand, ready to strike, completely forgetting the purpose of his visit.

"Senior, please show mercy!" Zhou Xuan's voice rang out just in time.

Di Tian paused, turned his head to look at Zhou Xuan, and frowned almost imperceptibly.

Zhou Xuan quickly walked to Di Tian's side: "Senior, have you forgotten why we came here? They are excellent experimental subjects, and they are even more valuable alive."

Di Tian glanced at the ordinary people who were so frightened they were about to faint, and then at the evil spirit masters who were as if they had been granted a pardon, but were immediately plunged into even greater fear.

“Troublesome,” Di Tian uttered.

Although he didn't care about the lives of these humans, it was something that had been agreed upon beforehand, and he couldn't go back on his word.

After all, Zhou Xuan is now the hope for changing the fate of the soul beast race. Although the hope is not great, at least there is a glimmer of possibility.

"What do you want to do?" Di Tian asked impatiently.

Zhou Xuan breathed a sigh of relief; he was afraid that Di Tian might kill them all if he was displeased.

“It’s very simple. I’ll trouble you, senior, to subdue them all, and then… pack them up and take them away.” Zhou Xuan smiled slightly.

"Package?" Di Tian clearly didn't grasp the essence of the word.

Zhou Xuan explained, "It means we'll render them incapable of resistance, then move to another location and slowly 'study' them."

Di Tian glanced at the evil soul masters and simply waved his hand casually.

In an instant, all the evil spirit masters in the cave, whether they were lowly minions or spirit kings, collapsed to the ground, as if their bones had been removed, unable to move even a finger.

Zhou Xuan was already used to Di Tian's methods. He walked up to the iron cages and reassured the terrified ordinary people inside, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."

Looking at the group of ordinary people in front of him, still shaken, their faces still showing fear, their eyes filled with relief and gratitude for surviving the ordeal.

The little girl who had been captured by the evil spirit master was now tightly clinging to the leg of a middle-aged woman.

"Everything's alright now, those bad guys have been subdued." Zhou Xuan tried to make his voice sound as gentle as possible.

Although he wasn't some saint, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable seeing these innocent people almost become sacrifices to evil spirit masters.

"Sir!" An elderly man with gray hair walked out of the crowd, trembling, supported by several young men who still had strength.

He walked up to Zhou Xuan and was about to kneel down.

Zhou Xuan directly used his soul power to support the old man's arm.

"Old man, it was just a small favor."

"But for us, it's a life-saving grace!" The old man said emotionally, his voice trembling with tears. "If it weren't for your help, we would probably... we would all have died tragically at the hands of these beasts!"

The crowd behind him echoed his sentiments, moved to tears.

"We have no way to repay your great kindness! We would do anything to repay your kindness, even if it meant working like cattle or horses!"

Zhou Xuan's heart stirred. It wasn't that he coveted these people's repayment, but rather...

"Old man, there's no need for repayment." Zhou Xuan waved his hand and took out a money bag from his storage soul tool. The amount wasn't much, but it was enough for these ordinary people to live a peaceful life.

"Take this money, find a safe place, and live a good life."

The old man and the people behind him were stunned. They did not expect that the Soul Master would not only save them, but also give them money.

"This...this is unacceptable!" The old man waved his hands repeatedly. "We have yet to repay your life-saving grace, how could we dare to take your money!"

These people have just survived a life-or-death ordeal and are extremely grateful to me. Although they are of no use to me for the time being and I don't expect them to be of much help, having more informants is never a bad thing.

This is especially true in the Sun and Moon Empire.

“Old folks, take this.” Zhou Xuan stuffed the money bag into the old man’s hands. “Survival is more important than anything else. What you need most right now is not to repay me, but to figure out how to start your lives anew. I saved you not for anything from you. It’s just that some things, once seen, cannot be ignored.”

The old man held the heavy money bag, his fingers trembling. He looked at Zhou Xuan, opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end only nodded heavily. "This old man...this old man thanks you on behalf of everyone!"

As he spoke, he was about to lead everyone to bow down again.

Zhou Xuan stopped them again, "Alright, this place is not safe to stay any longer. You should leave as soon as possible. Head east; there's an official road there, and you should be able to find a town."

To be honest, I'm not used to this custom of having to kneel down all the time.

After they left, Di Tiancai walked up to Zhou Xuan and asked, "Is there anything else? Humans are such a hassle."

Di Tian's tone carried a hint of impatience.

In his view, the strong should act like the strong, so why waste time on the weak?

Zhou Xuan turned around with a slight smile on his face: "Senior Di Tian, ​​sometimes, seemingly useless actions can bring unexpected gains. This is called being prepared for a rainy day."

"Prepare for a rainy day?" Di Tian repeated, his tone tinged with mockery. "In my opinion, it's nothing more than a waste of effort. Before absolute power, all schemes and tricks are futile."

Zhou Xuan shrugged noncommittally. "Perhaps. But, senior, shouldn't we deal with those 'experimental materials' now?" He pointed to the evil soul masters on the ground who had been subdued by Di Tian.

"Do whatever you want with it." Di Tian waved his hand, looking somewhat disinterested. "I only care about the result."

"Then let's imprison them first; there aren't enough people."

Di Tian nodded, and the dozen or so evil soul masters were thrown into the cage like trash. He waved his hand, and a layer of soul power flashed across the surface of the cage: "As long as they are not titled Douluo, there should be no problem. Where do we go next?"

"I don't know where the next place will be, but it definitely can't be here. Let's leave first."

Di Tian nodded, and the two figures disappeared again, leaving the valley.

Several iron cages also disappeared along with them.

Shortly after they left, a middle-aged man came to the mine, but he found something was amiss.

Normally by this time, the henchmen of that gang of thugs would have already come out, but now there's not a sound at all.

The middle-aged man was also starting to have doubts, muttering to himself, "Let's wait a bit longer. Maybe I was too happy last night and overslept?"

However, as the sun set, those menacing figures from the past still did not appear.

He became a little uneasy; people's fear of the unknown is the greatest.

So he steeled himself and decided to go in and see. If those people were still there, but he hadn't gone to "pay tribute," his family would definitely be in trouble. At most, he would die, as long as his family wasn't implicated.

The middle-aged man cautiously peeked out, peering into the depths of the mine.

A dead silence.

In the past, even from a great distance, one could vaguely hear the crude laughter and curses of those vicious men, or the heart-stopping sounds they made while torturing people.

Today, however, it is eerily quiet.

He swallowed hard, mustered his courage, and moved in step by step.

With every step, my heart was in my throat, fearing that a ferocious evil spirit master might suddenly jump out from around any corner.

The mine tunnels still had that lingering smell of sulfur, but it seemed... the nauseating stench of blood had faded considerably.

The further he went, the dimmer the light became, and the faster his heart beat.

Finally, he arrived at that familiar fork in the road. Further ahead lay the cave where the evil spirit masters were entrenched.

He took a deep breath, almost closed his eyes, and sped around the bend.

Neither the expected shouting nor the sudden attack occurred.

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes.

Inside the cave, the campfire had long since died out, leaving only a patch of cold ashes.

The wooden cages that were usually used to hold the "sacrificial offerings" were scattered about, their doors wide open and empty.

The rock where the evil spirit masters used to sit was now deserted.

What about people?

What about those evil spirit masters?

His eyes widened, somewhat unable to believe what he was seeing.

He quickly ran into the cave and looked around.

There were no signs of a struggle, no bloodstains, nothing on the ground.

Those evil spirit masters vanished without a trace, as if they had evaporated into thin air.

"Are...you really gone?"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly.

He walked to a corner where the most arrogant and domineering evil spirit masters usually stayed. It was empty, with only a few gnawed bones left.

He then ran to the place where ordinary people were being held. There were still some dry grass left on the wooden cages, but there were no people left.

Could it be... that those who were captured were also taken away?
No, that's not right!

If they had been taken away, this place wouldn't be so peaceful.

In other words, have these evil spirit masters really disappeared?

it is true!
They've really disappeared!
The heavy boulder weighing on my heart seemed to shatter at that moment.

An indescribable sense of ease instantly swept over my entire body.

He recalled how he had been living in constant fear these past few days.

Every time "tribute" was delivered, it felt like a brush with death.

Those evil spirit masters are capricious and will take their anger out on ordinary people like them if things don't go their way.

His neighbor had his leg broken because he delivered less than the amount he was supposed to. He is still bedridden.

He had nightmares every night, dreaming that those evil spirit masters stormed into his house and dragged his wife and daughter away...

And now, is it all over?

"It's over...it's really over..."

The middle-aged man repeated the sentence, his voice growing louder and louder, from a muttered whisper to a shout.

Tears rolled down his cheeks without warning.

He was laughing when he suddenly knelt down and pounded the ground with his fists.

"Thank God! Thank God!" (End of Chapter)