Douluo: Marry Shui Binger, reward Puni Martial Soul

Chapter 129: Fallen Soul Masters Launch a Surprise Attack on the Holy Spirit Empire
Three months later...

Qingyang City, on the border of the Holy Spirit Empire.

"what--!"

A piercing scream, so intense it seemed to shatter eardrums and tear the soul apart, broke the tranquility of Qingyang City without warning.

"Help! A soul beast! No, a monster! The monster is killing people!"

"Run! They're not human! They're demons crawled out of hell!"

In the west of the city, the Li Mansion, a vast and usually heavily guarded mansion of a wealthy merchant, was now engulfed in flames, with thick smoke billowing like dragons straight into the sky.

The firelight wasn't the normal orange-yellow; instead, it had an eerie dark red tinge, as if it were burning blood, not wood.

Hundreds upon hundreds of city guards, clad in standard black armor and bearing the emblem of Qingyang City on their chests, wielding weapons that gleamed with cold light, surged toward the fire from all directions like a tidal wave.

Their faces showed a hint of anger at being disturbed, as well as absolute confidence in their own strength.

After all, in Qingyang City, the city guards are the law, the ultimate authority!
Several figures were bathed in the crimson flames and moonlight. Their faces were contorted and their skin was an unnatural pale white, while two dark and crazed crimson flames burned in their eyes.

They exuded an aura of bloodlust and violence that was almost tangible, as if they were Asuras crawling out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Bold maniac!"

"How dare you commit such atrocities within the territory of Qingyang City of my Holy Spirit Empire! You are courting death!"

A burly city guard captain, whose aura was clearly superior to that of the surrounding city guards, finally recovered from his initial shock.

In his view, although these thugs were cruel, their soul power fluctuations did not seem to be top-notch, and since his side had the advantage in numbers, they might not be without the ability to fight back!
However, what greeted him was not the fierce resistance he had imagined, but a blood-red claw shadow that was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye.

The claw shadow, accompanied by a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through the air, appeared as if out of thin air.

"Pfft——!"

A soft, teeth-grinding sound.

The city guard captain, who had just been full of vigor and ready to display his might, froze in anger.

The next moment, his head exploded without warning, just like a watermelon smashed by a hammer.

Red brain matter and white bone fragments, mixed with scalding blood, splattered all over the heads and faces of the stunned city guards.

His headless corpse remained in a forward-leaning posture, staggering a few steps before collapsing to the ground with a thud, the large knife in his hand flying far away with a clang.

Instant kill!

A city guard captain at the Soul Venerable level was instantly killed before he could even see how the other party made his move!

This horrific scene was like a bucket of ice water poured over the hearts of all the city guards.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

A relatively tall and thin Fallen Soul Master with a hideous scar on his face slowly withdrew his right hand, whose nails were as black as ink and as sharp as hooks.

He extended his scarlet tongue and gently licked the warm blood and brain matter stained the edge of his claws. His deep red eyes gleamed with a chillingly bloodthirsty light and endless mockery.

"The Holy Spirit Empire? Hmph, what a grand name."

"However, soon... this place will no longer belong to any damn empire!"

"Brothers, kill them all! Leave no one alive!"

"Let them, and this city, have a taste of the despair feast brought to them by the 'Tang Clan'!"

At his command, more shadowy figures emerged silently from the shadows of the courtyard and from the burning houses, like ghosts.

Their numbers were far greater than initially observed, numbering in the dozens!

Each of them exuded the same violent and bloodthirsty aura as the scarred Soul Master. They joined this already extremely asymmetrical bloody feast.

Although the city guards of Qingyang City still held an absolute advantage in numbers, they appeared so vulnerable and like lambs to the slaughter in front of these fearless and even wounded fallen soul masters who only sought to kill.

Their formation was instantly broken, and their weapons often ended up futilely slashing at the air, or being easily dodged by the opponent's unpredictable movements.

Even if an attack manages to hit by chance, it is often withstood by the opponent's inhumanly strong body, which then results in a counterattack that is ten times more ferocious.

Even the simplest claw strike from those fallen soul masters could easily tear through the city guards' proud standard armor, taking the lives of several or even a dozen city guards.

Just then, in an inconspicuous corner, a little girl of about seven or eight years old, covered in someone's blood, was desperately covering her mouth and hiding behind a rockery that had been split in two.

Her eyes widened, her pupils shrinking to pinpoints with extreme fear.

She witnessed a butler, dressed in luxurious clothes and usually quite kind to her, being torn to pieces by a "monster" while trying to protect her.

In a desperate attempt to give her a chance to survive, her parents roared and charged at the demons, and that was the end of it.

The tears have long since dried up.

At this moment, her small body trembled like a leaf, yet she dared not utter a single sound.

Because she saw that while those "monsters" were slaughtering in a frenzy, they also seemed to be... searching for something.

They would occasionally grab objects from the mansion or drag over some dying servants, growling something in their hoarse voices.

"Where's the stuff?"

"Hand it over!"

"Where is that bastard?!"

The little girl didn't understand what they meant by "thing" and "bastard child".

After looting the wealthy merchant's mansion, the group of fallen soul masters set fires and committed atrocities in several parts of the city, creating enormous chaos before leaving before dawn and disappearing into the wilderness outside the city.

The tragedy in Qingyang City was not an isolated incident.

In the following months, similar bloodshed occurred in dozens of towns near the western border of the Holy Spirit Empire.

Groups of mysterious and powerful Soul Masters appeared out of nowhere, committing evil deeds everywhere. They killed, burned, robbed, raped, and did all sorts of atrocities, using extremely cruel methods.

They call themselves the "Tang Clan," and their whereabouts are elusive. They are powerful and fearless, posing a great challenge to local security in the empire.

The local garrison's several attempts to encircle and suppress the enemy all ended in failure, with some suffering heavy losses.

For a time, the western border of the empire was filled with fear and unease.

Urgent proclamations poured in from all over the land toward the Holy Spirit Empire's capital—Holy Spirit City.

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, Xue Lingxiao looked at the secret report presented by Luowang in his hand, his handsome brows furrowed and his eyes flashing with cold light.

"Tangmen?"

He snorted coldly, his voice carrying suppressed anger and a hint of barely perceptible solemnity.

"A bunch of cowardly rats, how dare they stir up such a bloody storm in my empire!"

The disruption of the empire's peace enraged him!
"His Majesty."

Jing Ni knelt on one knee, her voice deep and resolute: "According to the investigation by Luo Wang, the behavior and fighting style of these 'Tang Clan' members are extremely similar to those of the Fallen Soul Masters of the Slaughter City."

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