“Look at our Mr. Si, how could he possibly go down there…”
However, before he could finish speaking, Si Jin unleashed a divine force that instantly turned the people frantically digging at the mounds below into minced meat.
The blood spread out, its crimson color covering the ground, only to be slowly swallowed by the scorched earth until... no trace of blood could be seen anymore.
The Heavenly Emperor was dumbfounded.
He clearly remembered that Si Jin was not the kind of person who slaughtered ordinary people like this.
Back in the Heavenly Realm, Si Jin had advised him countless times against war, using the saying, "When the dynasty prospers, the people suffer; when the dynasty falls, the people suffer." How could this be now...?
Only a little over five hundred years have passed, which is just a blink of an eye for him. What exactly happened to that once decisive and ruthless gentleman that turned him into such a... madman...?
"Si Jin...you've gone mad..."
Si Jin lowered his head and straightened the gold cloud pattern on his cuffs, seemingly unconcerned about the other person's shock. He simply said, "When a general in the mortal realm goes to war, millions of corpses lie in his wake, and blood flows for thousands of miles. As a general in the heavens, I naturally cannot be any less. Don't you think so?"
The last three words fell lightly, as if directly pronouncing the death sentence for the Heavenly Emperor.
He suddenly felt the vines binding him releasing divine power, mercilessly crushing his fragile soul, as if they wanted to tear him apart, leaving not even a trace!
The pain was so intense that he wanted to vomit, scream, and even, for the first time, contemplated ending his own life.
But soon he discovered that the pain Si Jin brought him was not limited to that.
The man in white, dressed as white as snow, sat leisurely and, seemingly out of nowhere, took a cage woven with divine power and placed it in front of him with "kindness."
Afterwards, they slowly and deliberately cut off a piece of his soul and threw it into the endless torture array.
Then, under the puzzled gaze of the Heavenly Lord, Si Jin slowly raised his head and smiled modestly: "Well, don't misunderstand, I just left something to torment you and have some fun for myself."
Old Heavenly King: ...
"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!!!"
The Heavenly Lord was so angry he nearly exploded. He was the first ruler of the Heavenly Realm, and no god had ever dared to humiliate him like this before!
He roared desperately, but he still couldn't escape the fate of being torn to shreds by Si Jin.
In a short while, apart from the tiny soul that had been trapped in the slow slicing formation, all the other souls were completely scattered and left without a trace.
At this moment, Si Jin insisted on picking up the cage and chuckled, "Let's go play mahjong inside the formation and see if the others are friendly to you?"
As he spoke, the man's thick, sword-like eyebrows curved into a pair of crystal-blue eyes that were incredibly handsome, yet they sent chills down the spine of the old celestial being's spine.
He lost again, utterly defeated.
But it doesn't matter, he has other soul fragments, he can still... continue his revenge!
Moreover, he left Si Jin with a final surprise in this world.
We can't just let it go like this...
After withdrawing the Lingchi Formation, Si Jin restored the land, stood with his hands behind his back at the foot of the vast back mountain, took a deep breath, and a beautiful smile gradually appeared on his lips, as if he was also happy that he could face the Old Heavenly Lord alone again and kill him once more.
"Come out."
Si Jin spoke, her voice drifting into the breeze, as if she were talking to the air.
But the next moment, Ling Zhou led Yao Cen out from behind the rocks and stepped forward, bowing respectfully: "Master."
When the two looked down, they could even hear the clanging of chains.
When she stood up straight, Yao Cen's ears were already red, and she hurriedly grabbed the invisible chain on her wrist.
Nonsense! It's all that little brat's fault for not picking it for him.
How could such filthy sounds enter Master's ears!
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