Berserk God of War
Chapter 606: Barbarian, You Are Doomed

Chapter 606: Chapter 606: Barbarian, You Are Doomed

Aunt Mian had indeed been rescued, but the covert Moon Soul Group was utterly exposed to the public’s gaze.

At this moment, even Gongyang Ying had completely lost faith.

It was terrifying. The Soul Stealer was much more cunning than imagined, and she had been too confident before, her heart now filled with a sense of defeat.

But the most important thing now was Aunt Mian’s poison. Gongyang Ying hurriedly checked her pulse.

As the granddaughter of a famous doctor, Gongyang Ying’s medical expertise was not low.

"It’s all right, it’s just a rather strong anesthetic,"

Finally, Gongyang Ying took a deep breath, a stroke of luck amidst the misfortune. The Soul Stealer hadn’t used lethal poison.

But Aunt Mian’s face still looked terrible, her fists tightly clenched, "Damn Soul Stealer, I’m going to kill them all."

Unfortunately, her words received no response, only a fearful silence remained around them.

Meanwhile, Yan Qihuan and others had already been searching in the hole from earlier, previously boasting about thirty thousand people falling in—one must have made it back.

Unfortunately, they were wrong again; they found none.

After a long time, Yan Qihuan returned, his face pale, "Miss Gongyang, there are multiple secret pathways beneath the large pit, and everyone who fell has disappeared, seemingly taken away. Not even a corpse could be found."

Upon hearing this, bodies of Jianghu people swayed, nearly fainting.

As for the secret pathways inside the pit, Yan Qihuan didn’t dare to send people to search further, afraid they might disappear too.

"What about those we shot down?" Gongyang Ying asked hoarsely.

They seemed to have shot quite a few people earlier, with blood spurting out.

Twisting the corner of his mouth, Yan Qihuan replied again, "They were all small wild beasts, not even worth calling demon beasts."

Thud...

This statement made those still hopeful among the Jianghu people collapse to the ground, shaking violently. In other words, they had not killed even one Soul Stealer and had lost a total of seventy thousand people.

"It’s impossible to win, I want to go home, I quit!"

"Yes, the Soul Stealers are too strong, they must be demons or devils."

"I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die..."

The Jianghu people began to mentally break down, they completely lost their will to fight, all they wanted now was to go home.

"Everyone, don’t panic, we still have another group, there is still hope."

Gongyang Ying couldn’t help but shout, but it was futile.

If these were regular troops, perhaps they could hold firm and keep fighting, but they were only Jianghu people.

"I don’t care; I want to go home now..."

Suddenly, someone turned around and walked away, not listening to Gongyang Ying at all.

Someone even cursed, "You Gongyang Ying are just a name in vain, I actually thought you were capable."

"Yes, you’re just leading us to our deaths."

Another person joined in, the emotion had collapsed to the extreme, and they no longer cared about Gongyang Ying’s esteemed status.

"Let’s go..."

Just like that, they scattered one by one into the forest, reckless and indifferent.

"Miss, I’ll go kill a few to awe them," the commander of the Moon Soul Group suggested, his voice filled with indignation.

The members of the Moon Soul Group were thoroughly incensed, those cowards daring to question Miss Gongyang’s power was unforgivable.

But Gongyang Ying quickly stopped him, "Let it be, they are not soldiers after all."

Upon hearing this, the Moon Soul level commander could only stand there with eyes aflame, forced to obey the command.

Jianghu people had been increasingly abandoning the group, and no effort by Yan Qihuan and other masters could retain them.

Of course, there were still quite a few who chose to stay, all due to a phrase uttered by Gongyang Ying.

That was: "Dispersing into the forest now will only make us perfect targets for the Soul Stealers..."

With that, nearly thirty thousand people had left.

That meant, their group, initially two hundred thousand Jianghu people, was now reduced to half.

Yan Qihuan was also beside himself as he inquired, "Miss Gongyang, what should we do now?"

Gongyang Ying tried hard to think calmly, finally taking a deep breath before saying, "Let’s stop chasing the Soul Stealers. We’ll just proceed with the plan in the forest and wait for news from Brother Sikong..."

"If they also fail, we must retreat immediately."

Now, she could only hope for the best with the other group of one hundred thousand, having no other options.

Upon hearing this, Yan Qihuan’s eyes flashed with a cold light. How were that youngster from the Night Wolf Tribe and his own grandson, Yan Benxing, doing now?

He hoped the two could find the Soul Stealers’ nest, and he anticipated Yan Benxing could eliminate Sikong Jing.

...

In fact, the other group had fared better than Gongyang Ying had envisioned.

On their journey, they had not encountered any attacks, nor had they triggered any traps.

Thus, they smoothly arrived at the circled area previously marked by Sikong Jing as the nest.

"Brother Sikong, where do you think the nest could be?" Yan Benxing asked leisurely.

No specific spot was marked, just a circle, and upon arrival, the precise location needed to be found, which required the geographically knowledgeable Sikong Jing.

Sikong Jing smiled upon hearing this, "If I am not mistaken, it should be right ahead, the canyon..."

Upon these words, Yan Benxing was stunned. Could he really be so certain?

He then nodded and sent people to scout the direction Sikong Jing had pointed out, while their group of a hundred thousand waited in place.

As time ticked away, merely an hour later, the scout returned excitedly: "Hero Yan, it’s found, that canyon is indeed the Soul Stealers’ nest."

Instantly, everyone on site became thrilled, Yan Benxing’s face flushed as he asked, "Are you sure, absolutely sure?"

He couldn’t believe it; had it really been that simple?

"Sure, one hundred percent."

"We even infiltrated the canyon. Inside, the Soul Stealers’ women, children, and elderly were working, and few Soul Stealers remained in the nest. I also heard someone say that the main force is entangled with the Soul Immortal in the forest."

The reporter’s words excited Yan Benxing even more, causing his body to tremble violently.

The entire crowd of a hundred thousand was also extremely stirred up, it was just too thrilling.

They were about to achieve a great victory, as long as they attacked the Soul Stealers’ nest, they could hold an invincible position, ensnare the Soul Stealers in one fell swoop, and become the greatest heroes.

At that moment, Sikong Jing openly laughed, "It seems I guessed correctly; now we can strike."

His words instantly calmed the exhilarated crowd, eyes shifting restlessly around.

At the same time, a cold light flashed in Yan Benxing’s eyes as he suddenly sneered, "Brother Sikong is impressive, I admire that, but... bring me that trash from the Night Wolf Tribe!"

As soon as his words fell, whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Figures surged forward, swiftly surrounding Sikong Jing and Ning Jingjing, numbering over a hundred, all from the Daoist Martial Realm.

Among them, there were even a few from the Extraordinary Realm.

These people were the secret forces hidden among the hundred thousand Jianghu people from Huanteng Mountain Villa.

Suddenly, every eye in the crowd was intently fixed on Yan Benxing, but no one spoke, the unfolding scene within their expectations.

Yan Benxing wouldn’t let this barbarian escape; his fate was sealed.