Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Clay, the Creator of All Things

Normally, with the combined power of the three major gangs, such a large-scale operation would have been able to garner some information.

However, after Xue Qinghe dealt with the noble forces behind them.

They naturally became the expendable pawns.

Even those few who tried to communicate with them secretly were dealt with by the Soul Masters Lu Yan had secretly assigned to monitor them.

Naturally, there were no other miscellaneous issues.

In a world where extraordinary power exists, absolute force is decisive; without sufficient strength, any underhanded tactics are meaningless.

Thus, Lu Yan led a small group of men straight in.

Having lived two lives, this was the first time he had ever witnessed the depraved state that results from drug use.

A large number of people indulged in debauchery, depravity, madness, and obscenity.

Of course, since it was early morning, there were many more people lying around like corpses.

Whether they were dead or alive was unknown; their bodies were covered in marks left by all sorts of unrestrained revelry, a veritable chaotic dance of demons.

Lu Yan naturally ignored most of the people who didn't even have the ability to escape.

Instead, he had his subordinates take action and take down all the senior members of the diabetes association who realized something was wrong and wanted to run away.

Among them was the president of the Diabetes Association, a Food-type Soul Master.

He was honored to be personally taken down by the Soul King in the team.

This person wasn't stupid; even when faced with the Soul King personally taking action, he still acted like a subordinate.

They knew things had gotten serious.

Instead of directly revealing his powerful backer, he kept begging for mercy while subtly hinting at his connections.

Lu Yan kicked him, knocking out his teeth.

Then, naturally, their identities and purposes were revealed, and people were instructed to shout slogans or tie people up as appropriate.

Take everyone from the diabetes support group with you.

Regardless of whether they've taken drugs or are gang members, let's gather them together first.

If there aren't enough people, just throw money around; there are plenty of people in the slums willing to do that kind of manual labor.

After dealing with things here, Lu Yan rushed to the next gang headquarters.

The remaining two gang headquarters are a bit more difficult to deal with than the Diabetes Club.

When Lu Yan arrived, many people were already lying down.

There were both injured and dead, which made Lu Yan feel a pang of regret.

This wave alone killed hundreds of people, even though he was still quite far away.

Next, Lu Yan naturally followed procedure: he gave the order and arrested the person.

So, when the day came to an end...

In a vast cleared area of ​​the slum, a massive 30,000 people have been brought under centralized control.

Meanwhile, members of the three major gangs are being continuously arrested and escorted over by the city guards and sheriffs.

This busy work lasted until nightfall.

The following day, the number of members from the three major gangs arrested had reached a staggering 60,000.

The evidence of their misdeeds collected by their agents was piled up in countless baskets.

Scattering two or three hundred thousand gold soul coins will naturally yield a remarkable harvest.

Thus, when he arranged for his subordinates to gather representatives of the poor from different areas of the slum, tens of thousands of people came to watch.

Lu Yan then personally took to the stage to judge the crimes of the members of the three major gangs one by one.

Then, Lu Yan personally took action, using various painful and torturous methods to torture the person.

Those who deserve their punishment will be executed, starting from the top down.

What about skinning and dismembering, being cut into a thousand pieces, or being torn apart by five horses?

Lu Yan did whatever was most terrifying and painful.

The more bloody and brutal it was, the more excited Lu Yan became.

It's not because he's a pervert.

Instead, he harvested a large number of spiritual thoughts, making Lu Yan so happy he felt like he could fly.

That's awesome, so incredibly awesome!

If it weren't for the difficulty of organizing the scene, Lu Yan would have loved to have the entire slum, and even the entire Tian Dou City, come to watch his torture trial.

However, to be honest, the "ideas" provided by the audience are still a small part.

The real highlight is the gang members who were personally tortured by Lu Yan.

Harvesting through buyouts yields far greater quantities and more sustenance than sustainable development.

This made Lu Yan sigh.

No wonder evil gods and demons love harvesting souls so much.

If it were him, he would love it too!

Chapter 131 Executioner of Death, Judge of Death

The faith and thoughts contributed by Soul Masters are especially important.

The faith thoughts contributed by that one Soul Master before his death alone were equivalent to the total flow of nearly three thousand ordinary people.

At this moment, at the execution site, Lu Yan had been killing for a day and a night.

He, however, was full of energy.

The stench of blood had already risen high into the air, almost permeating the entire slum.

The poor audience that gathered there had already changed batch after batch.

Lu Yan's terrifying reputation spread throughout the slum.

It wasn't just the slums, but also the city guards who followed Lu Yan, as well as the police officers and other staff.

After processing batch after batch of corpses that had been executed by Lu Yan, they were extremely cruel and terrifying.

The way they looked at Lu Yan had completely changed.

This lord has already executed tens of thousands of people using such bloody and brutal methods.

That exquisite earth-elemental energy manipulation ability was like the most ruthless execution machine.

Sharp and efficient.

Even the three Soul Kings accompanying him showed some fear when facing Lu Yan.

His attitude was extremely respectful.

"Huh? Damn, have they all been killed? So fast?" After noticing that the staff member assisting him had stopped handing over information on the crimes of those who could be executed.

Lu Yan turned his questioning gaze to the staff member.

"Yes...yes, sir, they...they've all been executed by you." The staff member replied to Lu Yan in a trembling voice.

Seeing this, Lu Yan shook his head inwardly.

If I remember correctly, this one is a Soul Master, right?

They're so ignorant and inexperienced, they're nothing!

"Alright!" Lu Yan replied casually, then sat down and stared blankly at the remaining 50,000 gang members in the arena.

After the previous massacre and execution, there was a wealth of data to support the claim.

Lu Yan also gained a clear understanding of the details of how he acquired the idea of ​​faith.

The contributions of nearly 10,000 people could boost his spiritual essence by almost 10%.

One percent may not sound like much, but you have to know that Lu Yan's mental strength is now comparable to that of an average Soul Saint.

That's no small amount.

Or to put it another way, the contribution of these 10,000 people is roughly equivalent to half the effect of a longing gaze.

You should know that the "Dew of Longing" is a rare and precious herb, so its rarity goes without saying.

As for the population, it's everywhere.

Putting everything else aside, if all 50,000 remaining people were executed, the spiritual essence they provided would be enhanced.

It is definitely no worse than a magical herb.

Lu Yan roughly estimated that the lives of about 50,000 ordinary people would bring him the improvement of one immortal herb.

With his current spiritual essence, he only needs to kill one more ordinary person worth two or three hundred thousand.

It can definitely be improved to a level comparable to Dugu Bo.

All things considered, Lu Yan's utilization efficiency is quite high.

The sacrifice of less than 500,000 ordinary people can be exchanged for spiritual power that ranges from ordinary people to the level of Title Douluo.

If it were any other evil god, Lu Yan estimated that even sacrificing the lives of millions of ordinary people would be impossible.

If one were to be stingy and try to make a bigger profit, it would take at least several million lives to be sacrificed to create a Title Douluo.

On the other hand, what if someone else possessed Lu Yan's methods?

Are a few million ordinary people enough to exchange for a Title Douluo?

Slaughtering ten of his cities would be enough.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan couldn't help but shake his head.

The unorthodox path is fast, even if one is willing to.

If we can find a way to kill a few hundred million of them, becoming a god directly is not a dream.