Devouring the Stars: Soul Master

Chapter 162 The Bizarre Massacre
Qin Ming strolled casually through the vast forest.

Click!

The sound of footsteps on the ground traveled a great distance in this extremely quiet, seemingly deserted jungle.

He casually grabbed a leaf from the ancient tree next to him and gently pulled, but surprisingly, even with Qin Ming's strength, he couldn't tear the leaf off.

"Sure enough, all materials in the world have been set to B9 grade."

Qin Ming thought to himself.

A mere 1200 million square kilometers must accommodate the battle of 82 billion stellar-level powerhouses; in an ordinary world, the surface would be torn apart several times over.

"die!"

Qin Ming was testing the surrounding environment when a furious shout rang out.

Not far away, a burly warrior wielding a battle axe charged directly at Qin Ming with a hint of excited fervor in his eyes.

"Ok?"

Qin Ming turned his gaze over, and the Illusionary Spirit Eyes in his eyes lit up slightly.

Eyes facing each other.

A phantom soul blade pierced the burly martial artist's sea of ​​consciousness, shattering his soul instantly. Due to inertia, he rolled forward for dozens of meters before crashing into a large tree and coming to a stop.

"The Blade Clan?"

Looking at the lifeless body lying on the ground, Qin Ming shook his head.

Upon arriving in this world, Qin Ming immediately spread his mental power and discovered many hidden martial artists in the surrounding area.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Almost the instant Qin Ming made his move, a booming sound echoed throughout the entire jungle.

The density of martial artists in this jungle is quite high. Once the initial quiet passed, the entire jungle instantly descended into a most violent battle.

However, Qin Ming did not rush to make a move at this moment, but instead briefly felt the power of the attack.

"The body is far weaker than in reality, and so is the power of thought. Directly shattering the opponent's soul with a soul blade consumes too much of the power of thought."

In reality, Qin Ming's body possesses the bloodline of the Desolate God Clan's Domain Lord, and is also constantly replenished by the soul essence within the Myriad Soul Banner, so it doesn't matter how much he unleashes his power.

However, this obviously cannot be done in the trial world.

He sensed the spiritual power within his sea of ​​consciousness, and a phantom palace resembling the Nine Hells was rapidly constructing, protecting his soul within it.

After gaining a clear understanding of his physical and mental state, Qin Ming's spatial ring on his finger flashed.

The Shattered Star Shuttle appeared beneath his feet, he held the Eight Desolations Mountain-Suppressing Halberd, and the Universe-Suppressing Tower floated above his head.

I glanced down at the screen on my arm.

Participant: Qin Ming (Qianwu Universe Kingdom)

Points: 1
Ranking: 242345598
"Then! Begin the hunt!"

brush!
Qin Ming actually shot straight into the sky.

Almost the instant Qin Ming charged out, dozens of psychic weapons shot towards him.

How many spiritual masters and martial artists are hidden in the entire jungle?
But no one dared to rush into the sky. Instead, they used the dense jungle for cover, fearing that they would be killed instantly by concentrated fire!

Even a master wouldn't dare to do that!
Normally, given the same physical abilities, even the strongest fighter would be afraid of being surrounded and attacked.

They have just arrived. If they are too powerful, they will be surrounded and attacked by tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of experts of the same level. No matter how strong they are, they will die.

Like Luo Feng in the original timeline, he first lay low and only started to exert his strength later on.

But Qin Ming showed no fear whatsoever.

hum!
An invisible spiritual force radiated outwards.

"The Mountain of Knives and the Prison of Hell!"

A soft shout came from Qin Ming's mouth.

An invisible spiritual force instantly enveloped hundreds of people around them.

Under the powerful amplification of his soul, almost everyone who came into contact with Qin Ming's mental power was pulled into an illusion the moment they entered the realm of illusion.

In the illusionary realm of the Mountain of Knives, the shadows of hundreds of contestants appeared on the scorched earth.

"what--"

A shrill scream was heard.

One by one, the contestants whose consciousness was trapped in the illusion of the Mountain of Knives were bound, and cold, long blades pierced their hearts, causing them to let out painful howls.

"This is an illusion! How is this possible? My soul defense technique failed to block it?"

A slender, alluring-looking Nightmare Maiden girl was filled with shock and anger.

As a member of the Nightmare Clan, her greatest skill was illusion magic, and she had also cultivated a secret technique for soul defense, yet she was instantly pulled into an illusion.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

The Nightmare Maiden girl endured the pain of her heart being pierced and let out a low growl.

"Break it for me!"

Not only did the Nightmare Maiden girl realize this, but another burly man with scales over three meters tall also roared in anger.

pity.

Being aware of it is one thing, but the most important thing is how to break free from the illusion!
Qin Ming's mental illusion technique is the top-tier soul secret technique in the "Wilderness Mystic Codex"—the Eighteen Hells. With Qin Ming's terrifying soul amplitude, it affected the depths of the mind the moment it pulled the user in.

Despite their wails and roars, the entire Illusionary Realm of Knife Mountain remained as stable as Mount Tai, showing no sign of breaking.

"No!"

"It hurts! I can't take it!"

"let me out!"

"I surrender!"

"..."

Within moments, cries of pleas for mercy echoed from within the Knife Mountain Prison.

Even though Qin Ming was simply using illusion magic and did not employ any soul attack, the pain was clearly unbearable for an ordinary person.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
One by one, corpses lay on the ground. This was because he could not bear the pain and voluntarily gave up the competition, choosing to 'commit suicide'!
More than ten minutes passed inside the Knife Mountain Prison, but only a moment passed outside.

To outsiders, it appeared as if Qin Ming had merely glanced at those people, and then they all vanished without a trace, one by one falling to their deaths. The dozens of psychic weapons that had shot through the air, now without the support of their master's mental energy, naturally became limp and flew solely on inertia, their destructive power drastically reduced.

"As expected, using illusions to control their suicide is much less costly."

Qin Ming murmured to himself.

Those people were unable to bear the pain and committed suicide on their own initiative. For Qin Ming, the mental energy expenditure was negligible.

He simply pulled them into the constructed illusion of the Mountain of Knives.

Illusion magic is quite useful for clearing out mobs.

This bizarre scene was also witnessed by the contestants not far away.

"What...what happened?!"

Why did they suddenly commit suicide?

Their faces were filled with horror, and their eyes were filled with fear.

"It's an illusion!"

"That powerful figure in the sky was a top-tier illusionist who trapped them in an illusion, causing them to commit suicide!"

"Quickly, kill him first!"

A tall, thin martial artist wielding two short blades roared at Qin Ming, who was hovering in mid-air and flying at high speed.

Wherever Qin Ming went, within a radius of several thousand meters around him, all the martial artists and mentalists chose to commit suicide.

They offered no resistance whatsoever.

This horrific scene sent chills down the spines of almost every contestant who witnessed it.

"Alright! Focus fire from a distance and kill him!"

The thousands of participants around made their decision in an instant.

In an instant, a variety of psychic weapons of different shapes attacked Qin Ming, including throwing knives, golden swords, and blades, coming in an overwhelming barrage.

Each martial artist threw out javelins, battle axes, and other weapons.

Clearly, Qin Ming's terrifying illusionary abilities instilled fear in them, making them too afraid to approach and fight.

This is why most powerful individuals are unwilling to show themselves at the beginning of a battle, because once they reveal too much strength, they are easily attacked by the crowd!
But Qin Ming revealed a smile.

From the Universal Suppressing Tower above, pieces of Star-Suppressing Stones flew out and condensed in the void, transforming into nine mighty seals to protect it.

To kill the enemy, protect yourself first!
Although Qin Ming was confident, he was not arrogant.

Then the speed of the Shattered Star Shuttle increased dramatically, and as it streaked through the void, not a single psychic weapon could touch the Thousand-Pound Seal surrounding it.

With his mastery of spatial laws and his unparalleled movement techniques, how could he possibly be easily hit?

"Illusionists are the least afraid of group attacks."

Qin Ming chuckled softly, and the Illusionary Spirit Eyes in his eyes shone brightly.

The first to shout was a tall, thin warrior wielding two short blades. His eyes widened in confusion, and he stood motionless before his aura vanished.

With an 18-fold increase in soul amplitude, the fifth-tier illusionist's divine weapon 'Phantom Eye' was used to unleash the 'Wilderness Mystic Codex' Knife Mountain Prison Illusion Technique.

An ordinary level nine stellar being would be impossible to withstand unless one possessed an extremely strong will.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Just like the Grim Reaper reaping, wherever Qin Ming passed, everyone's aura instantly dissipated.

"This is terrifying! Who is this person? We can't possibly be a match for him. Run!"

A burly man with horns on his head stared in horror at the scene before him.

If the opponent relies on telekinetic weapons, force weapons, or other forms of killing, even if they have mastered a domain, he would still dare to rush up and fight them.

But the other party's methods were too bizarre.

There was no law or power, no powerful energy fluctuations.

They just flew by, and everyone committed suicide on their own initiative.

A powerful six-armed warrior, who had just fought him, charged forward in despair.

But before the person could even get close, they were already lifeless halfway there.

This is not even in the same league as the opponent!

"Hmph! He must have expended a great deal of energy using such a large-scale illusion technique! We need to eliminate him first, or we'll all die!"

Someone shouted that they wanted to use their superior numbers to wear Qin Ming down to death.

But most of them were seen fleeing at high speed through the jungle.

Who wants to be treated like a consumable?
In a matter of moments, the mountain forest turned into a battle royale.

After wreaking havoc in the jungle for a while, defeating all the competitors within a radius of thousands of kilometers, Qin Ming looked down at the screen on his wrist.
Participant: Qin Ming (Qianwu Universe Kingdom)

Points: 3369087
Ranking: 1
Location: Ninth World Sector.

"Only three million?"

Qin Ming pouted in dissatisfaction. Most of the participants who had just arrived only had 1 point, which meant that he had just defeated more than 3 million participants of the same level by himself!
Such strength is truly terrifying.

Of course, most people still fled.

After all, Qin Ming was only one person, and could only pursue in one direction.

In the void, Qin Ming gazed into the distance, where a large number of martial artists were still fighting and killing each other.

The distant roar could be heard from time to time.

The Ninth World District has a total area of ​​only 1200 million square kilometers. At the planetary level, he could cut through that area in about ten minutes by riding the Sky Shuttle.

Within this small area, a total of 82 billion participants were placed!
For a cultivator at the ninth level of the Stellar Realm, it's no different from being squeezed in a crowd.

This is exactly the effect that Virtual Universe Company wants!
Just like the battle of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, the most powerful Gu King is selected in the fiercest struggle.

The only difference is that death in the virtual universe is virtual, not real.

"There isn't even a single person who has stepped into the threshold of the laws. It's really boring to just keep mowing down enemies like an unparalleled warrior."

"Now I understand why Rong Jun went to hunt down powerful individuals."

"Let's end this massacre as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)