Divine War Pill Emperor

"Jiang Chen, go to hell..."

Ximen Gong had gone mad. Truly mad.

He had set out to slaughter the Jiang Family, but his night raid failed when a Martial King Expert appeared.

When he escaped back to his family estate, he found the Ximen Family had been utterly massacred.

The sight was a knife to the heart, driving him to despair and stripping him of all reason.

He couldn’t understand how the night had come to this.

His sword got closer and closer to Jiang Chen.

His expression twisted into a ferocious snarl as he stared at Jiang Chen, who was now just inches away.

"You know, you’re going to die too."

He seethed, hating Jiang Chen with every fiber of his being.

’This murderer who killed my son, this monster who slaughtered the Ximen Family.’

"SWISH!"

A hand reached out from the side.

And firmly caught Ximen Gong’s sword.

"Hm?"

Ximen Gong was stunned. He turned his head to look.

He saw a man drenched in blood, holding his sword with a single hand.

His blade was stopped dead, unable to strike Jiang Chen. It hovered less than an inch from Jiang Chen’s stomach, but that tiny distance was now an impassable gulf.

His sword could pierce no further.

It was held fast in the single-handed grip of the blood-soaked man.

Ximen Gong tried to use force, but found he couldn’t even budge the sword in his hands.

He was, once again, stunned speechless.

He struggled to look up at the man. All he could see was a Black Robe, a body drenched in blood, and a pair of scarlet, bloodthirsty eyes, as cold and indifferent as a Fierce Beast choosing its prey.

"Gulp... Mar... tial... King Expert..."

He swallowed hard. That’s right. Another Martial King Expert.

Only then did he understand. Jiang Chen wasn’t the one who had slaughtered the Ximen Family—it was this monster before him.

Only someone like him could possess such strength.

"Accept your fate!"

"All who oppose me have died. You will be no different."

"Tonight, the night is a blade. Those who fall beneath it are but wandering souls."

Jiang Chen said coolly, then turned and walked away without a backward glance.

The soles of his feet were stained with blood.

With each step, he moved further from the Ximen Family’s main gate.

Meanwhile, Ximen Gong could only stare blankly at the Martial King Expert before him.

Until...

"ROAR..."

A savage roar sent Ximen Gong’s body flying into the air like a leaf caught in a gale.

Then, the sole of a foot descended from the sky, stomping down on Ximen Gong’s back.

It came down from the heavens with the weight of a mountain.

"BOOM!"

A horrific explosion rang out.

Ximen Gong vanished, his body blown to pieces. All that remained was the Death Warrior, Zang Jun, who lifted his foot and slowly followed his master’s steps into the darkness.

"Who are you?"

Bai Xiong stared at the blood-stained woman standing before the main gate of his family estate.

Bai Xiong looked on in disbelief. The main gate of the Bai Family estate stood wide open, yet everything was eerily silent.

It was as if everything had fallen into a deep slumber this night.

Not a single member of the Bai Family was to be seen.

There was only the woman in the yellow dress standing at the gate.

The woman was beautiful, but her body trembled slightly. Her fingers, wrapped around the hilt of a longsword, were also shaking. She was a strange sort of assassin.

Her hands trembled from the act of killing.

It wasn’t her fault. It was her first time.

It was Liang Yiyi.

She sighed deeply.

’Young Master, I have followed your path and taken the first step.’

She snapped her head up, her eyes still filled with complex emotions.

But her gaze was firm.

Finally, Liang Yiyi spoke, her voice feigning indifference.

"I am my Young Master’s Maid, Liang Yiyi."

’This was the only way she could define herself.’

’Besides being Jiang Chen’s Maid, what else was she? It seemed she truly had no other identity.’

However, all her indifference was an act. In reality, her heart was filled with fear.

When she’d killed for the first time...

’That... that was too cruel,’ she thought silently.

Bai Xiong’s gaze shifted from the blood on Liang Yiyi’s clothes to the courtyard of his Bai Family estate behind her.

And yet, this woman’s Cultivation wasn’t even at the level of a Warrior First Heaven.

"Who is your young master?"

Bai Xiong pressed. Something about tonight was strange.

He did not act rashly, only craned his neck to peer into the courtyard.

But he could see nothing beyond the bloodstains.

"My Young Master is Jiang Chen!"

What?

Liang Yiyi’s words left Bai Xiong completely stunned.

He began to mutter to himself.

"Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen, the Jiang Chen who killed my son?"

"You’re the Maid of that demon, Jiang Chen?"

When Liang Yiyi nodded,

Bai Xiong trembled all over. He would never forget that man—the bastard who killed his son. That damned Jiang Chen.

He pointed a finger at Liang Yiyi. "What are you doing here at the Bai Family estate?"

"What have you done?"

Liang Yiyi was in turmoil over what she had done.

But in the end, she said with a firm voice, "I did it all for my Young Master."

"For my Young Master, I would do anything. That includes killing everyone in the Bai Family."

What?

Bai Xiong trembled all over, looking at Liang Yiyi in disbelief.

"You? All by yourself?"

He didn’t believe Liang Yiyi could have single-handedly massacred the Bai Family. Now he finally understood. While he had led a large contingent of his clan to raid the Jiang Family, someone had taken the opportunity to attack his own home.

And wiped out the Bai Family in one fell swoop.

"No. There’s me, too..."

A woman drenched in blood emerged from the depths of the courtyard, one step at a time.

She radiated an endless killing intent, and her eyes were filled with bloodlust.

Even Liang Yiyi seemed afraid upon seeing her, instinctively putting a little distance between them.

’She didn’t like this kind of person, even if she was also a woman.’

’And even though she herself had also killed.’

It was Xi Feng.

Xi Feng stood beside Liang Yiyi, the bloodthirsty light in her eyes flickering.

And especially the terrifying aura she exuded.

"Martial King..."

"Another Martial King..."

Bai Xiong looked as if he had seen a ghost, his body instantly shooting backwards.

At the Jiang Family, he’d seen two Martial King Experts. Here, he was seeing another Martial King.

A woman, no less.

He had never seen anything like it in his entire life.

True fear began to set in.

He’d thought tonight’s operation was a sure thing—a complete slaughter of the Jiang Family.

But in the end, it was his Bai Family that had been massacred instead.

Trembling, he kept backing away.

He knew there was no one left in the Bai Family.

"You... you’re all bastards..."

He roared in fury and turned to flee down the street.

"Capture him!"

Tears welled in Liang Yiyi’s eyes, but she knew she had to do this.

’The last member of the Bai Family can’t be allowed to escape.’

’She knew that after tonight, she would no longer be that innocent girl.’

"SWOOSH!"

Xi Feng leaped into the air, soaring into the sky in pursuit of the fleeing Bai Xiong.

Bai Xiong was fast, but how could he possibly outrun the flying Xi Feng?

"Let me go..."

"No, I surrender..."

Bai Xiong shrieked, captured by Xi Feng with practically no resistance.

Liang Yiyi choked back several sobs, but in the end, she still cried out, "Bring him to me! Let me do it."

Xi Feng appeared before Liang Yiyi, dragging Bai Xiong with her.

"Miss, spare my life..."

Bai Xiong tried to make one last struggle for his life. He didn’t want to die.

"SHLICK!"

Liang Yiyi’s sword pierced viciously through Bai Xiong.

"For my Young Master, I can do anything."

"Die!"