Chapter 392 375: Slaughter, Rapidly Forming a Dragon Form for [Snow], The Patriarch's Impotent Rage

Without a second thought, Jiang Qiu unleashed his powerful Divine Ability, [Day and Night Reversal], and suddenly appeared in the central region of the Soul Race. With a SWISH, the world went dark, only to erupt with the brilliant light of day—

"What the fuck was that?"

"What's going on? Why did the sky suddenly go dark and then bright again!"

"Shit, the alarms are ringing! The alarms are ringing! There's a space-time fluctuation! A fucking enemy is attacking!"

"Oh my god! What kind of enemy is this powerful? When did we piss off someone so terrifyingly strong they can just ignore our defenses and drop right into the heart of our city?!"

"Quick, notify the Patriarch! We're under attack!"

"Oh no, I think I see a giant vortex..."

"That's a fucking black hole! And it specifically devours souls!"

"AHHH—save me—"

From shock to panic to despair—it all happened in an instant. Countless members of the Soul Race were absorbed into Jiang Qiu's Dragon Spirit Secret Realm Space, its quality improving at a visible rate. Now, the embryo of [Snow] had taken shape, the form of each of its external organs gradually materializing.

SWISH SWISH SWISH!

Jiang Qiu stood like a god. He flew swiftly toward the deeper parts of the city, wiping out the central region of the Soul Race Oasis City in circle after circle as he spiraled ever closer to the core.

The central region itself was vast. The Soul Race members living there were of incomparably pure bloodlines; the quality of their souls and the level of their Realms were all exceptional. Jiang Qiu had a wonderfully satisfying time absorbing them.

It was only when a distant Hun Tian, who had just been notified and was stepping outside, used his long-range perception to take a look that he was scared witless. "What the fuck is that thing?!"

His very soul began to tremble. The group of the Soul Race's highest-level Fusion Realm masters surrounding him were also dumbfounded, their own souls nearly scared out of their bodies.

Due to the effects of the unique Space-Time Secret Technique, they couldn't see the enemy's face clearly. They could only sense a foe moving at high speed, absorbing their people like a black hole and leaving not a single trace of their aura behind.

It wasn't just those at the Spirit Body Realm, Bright Soul Realm, and Dharma Realm suffering. Even those at the Peeping Dao Realm and Dao Entry Realm were victims. They were completely powerless to resist, their absorption only slightly delayed at best.

With such methods, no one would have disbelieved it if they were told a Harmonization Realm expert was attacking, let alone someone at the Fusion Realm. It was simply too shocking!

"Patriarch, the Soul Race's population is plummeting! It's already less than a third of what it was!"

Suddenly, an old man came to report, and his words stunned Hun Tian. "What the fuck did you just say? In such a short time, our population has dropped by two-thirds?!"

'What did a loss of two-thirds even mean?'

The Soul Race had two billion members, and over a billion of them were now dead!

That wasn't just some fucking cold statistic; it was the vast majority of their people!

Although the Soul Race wasn't a world-spanning super-clan, they had been rooted in the Desolate Realm for tens of thousands of years. Their population of only two billion was the result of a deliberate culling process, selecting only the best and eliminating the majority.

But now, this massive population had been instantly annihilated before anyone could even react, without even knowing how they died!

Seeing his great race facing annihilation, Hun Tian choked on a surge of rage and roared, "Dammit all! Everyone, charge with me! Let's kill that bastard!"

'There was no doubt the enemy had come for the Soul Race; otherwise, they wouldn't be circling the city and absorbing its people. Since they were being targeted, escape was nearly impossible. The only option was to fight!'

'Maybe the enemy was just a paper tiger, only capable of this exaggerated slaughter because they were relying on some external power.'

Holding on to this hope, Hun Tian led all the present Soul Race higher-ups in a direct charge. Their combined aura shook the heavens and the earth; it felt as if the entire Desolate Realm trembled three times.

After all, this was a group of powerful Fusion Realm Cultivators. The moment they made a move, they would inevitably resonate with the Dao Laws, and their combined presence surged forth like a torrential flood.

"They're here! The Patriarch and the Elders are here!"

"We're saved! We're saved!"

"Yes! Yes! I can feel the pressure letting up! I'm going to live!"

The surviving members of the Soul Race burst into a clamor. They felt the torch of hope begin to burn, its warmth seeping through their clothes and into their hearts.

At this moment, in the very core of the Soul Race Oasis City, protective Arrays were already in place. The effect of Jiang Qiu's [Day and Night Reversal] Divine Ability was greatly limited. Furthermore, with the appearance of Hun Tian and the other Fusion Realm experts, the Space-Time Law in this area instantly solidified, becoming difficult to shake.

In truth, the fact that Jiang Qiu, with his Half-Step Fusion Realm Cultivation, could rely on a single Divine Ability, [Day and Night Reversal], to penetrate so deep into enemy territory was already proof of its immense value.

If he had used one of this era's existing Space-Time Travel-type Secret Techniques, he likely wouldn't have even been able to enter the city. After all, the difference between a Secret Technique and a Divine Ability was as vast as that between heaven and earth.

Jiang Qiu was already quite satisfied with his results. With a SWISH, the sky went dark, then it grew light, and he was gone.

"???"

Seeing the enemy who had just slaughtered over a billion of their people vanish before their very eyes, all the Soul Race higher-ups stared with wide eyes. Hun Tian, in particular, was seething with impotent rage. "Fuck you! Don't run if you've got the balls!"

"Fucking animal!"

"Stop your fucking running! Fight us fair and square if you dare!"

They were all so furious they started cursing up a storm. Some were so incensed that their Qi Blood surged to their hearts, forcing their Realms to regress. They had treated this as a final, life-or-death battle, risking their old lives just to rush over, ready to give it their all in one last blaze of glory.

But they had already taken their combat elixirs, and the enemy had fled!

The unvented fury made them spit blood. Hun Tian's composure completely shattered. "Don't let me find you! The Soul Race and you are now irreconcilable enemies!"

He could no longer be bothered with his image as the Patriarch; he was truly furious to his very core. He hadn't even gotten a clear look at the enemy's face, and their escape had been just so damn clean.

Moreover, this feeling of the enemy waltzing in and out as they pleased was incredibly vexing. 'How can you let another man sleep in your own bed!'

He began issuing orders, demanding that the survivors who were nearby provide any information they had. He had to catch this enemy and show them the consequences of offending the Soul Race!

They were highly efficient, and news arrived quickly.

After all, this was the heartland of the Soul Race. No one was a freeloader; their eyes were exceptionally sharp, and all sorts of Magical Treasures had been activated. Finally, they got an image of the enemy—a mysterious young man wearing a Dragon-shaped Mask.

"Holy shit, how is it Jiang Qiu?!" Seeing the enemy's appearance, Hun Tian's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and his heart began to pound. "How could he possibly have made it all the way here to attack us!"

Never mind that Jiang Qiu was only at the first layer of the Spirit Body Realm, where even flying was difficult—even if he had the strength of the Dao Entry Realm or even the Fusion Realm, it would be absolutely impossible for him to have mastered such a shocking Space-Time Travel Secret Technique and a one-sided slaughter ability!

He hadn't seen Jiang Qiu display so many miraculous abilities back in the arena. The most he did was instantly kill his opponents...

'Wait, instantly kill his opponents?'

'Could it be that he still has a great deal of power he hasn't revealed!'

The moment this thought flashed through Hun Tian's mind, he panicked and immediately rejected it. "Impossible, impossible! A first-layer Spirit Body Realm cultivator could never possess such terrifying power! Even a Fusion Realm expert shouldn't have this kind of strength! This is the heartland of the Soul Race!

"What does he take this place for? Someplace he can just waltz in and out of?!"

Shivering, he shook his head, took a deep breath, and a vicious glint appeared in his eyes. "It must be that Jiang Qiu borrowed some unique power, and that's what led to today's slaughter... That has to be it. He definitely borrowed a unique power..."

Just as he was denying it, his keen Perception Power, befitting a cultivator at the Peak of Fusion Realm, helped him detect a fluctuation in space-time. He narrowed his eyes, looked up, and saw the sky above him go dark.

A tremendous suction force pulled at him.