What does death taste like?

In this regard, Jun Changxiao had experience, and Ye Xingchen also had experience.

Only those who have truly experienced death can deeply appreciate that before dying, one realizes how much they love this world.

What a pity.

They will eventually lose it.

So Jun Changxiao, who had transmigrated here, felt fortunate to continue living.

Even if burdened with a seemingly impossible task, he would encourage himself to face it optimistically.

And those twenty members of the Hunting Group who had rushed forward first now stood frozen in place, experiencing the taste of death.

Because fine sword marks had appeared on their necks. Though blood hadn’t yet seeped out, their thoughts and souls were slowly separating from their bodies.

This process seemed extraordinarily long, filling them with reluctance and attachment, but they couldn’t stop it—they could only personally experience death’s arrival.

“Thud!”

“Thud!”

Twenty Black Eagle Hall disciples collapsed to the ground in unison.

The sword marks on their necks became visible, and blood began spurting from the wounds as they shifted.

As members of an evil sect, they understood death better than ordinary people and had long prepared themselves for this outcome.

But when this moment truly descended upon them, they realized they were… truly unwilling to let go!

“Gulp.”

The deputy team leader swallowed, his gaze flooding with terror, his hands trembling involuntarily.

Twenty subordinates had been killed by this pretentious man looking down on him in just a few breaths—his strength was truly terrifying!

Even the Hall Master absolutely couldn’t do this!

Not a few breaths—it was one breath.

When Ye Xingchen’s sword left its sheath and the sword light flashed, they were already dead.

Two words—incredibly fast!

“Swoosh!”

In the quickest time possible, the deputy team leader made the most correct choice, executing his sect’s movement technique to retreat.

However, when he just turned around, his expression froze in shock. Within his line of sight, the team leader was already engaged in fierce battle with that group of people of unknown identity.

It wasn’t fierce battle!

Their side’s Hunting Group members were being frantically slaughtered by that group of youths who appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old!

Especially the team leader, whose strength exceeded his own, was being beaten without any ability to fight back by a single youth!

“Break!”

Li Qingyang shifted his body, channeling spiritual power into his arm and instantly executing the Mountain-Splitting Palm, directly striking the team leader’s blade.

The palm and blade converged their force at a single point. Striking the blade, it ruthlessly shattered it in half.

“Thud, thud, thud!”

The team leader’s body retreated several steps explosively. Looking at his broken blade, his eyes flashed with disbelief.

That was a Mortal-grade weapon the Hall Master had bestowed upon him, yet it had been split apart by a youth’s palm force—just how strong did one have to be!

“Pfft!”

At that very moment, not far behind him, a subordinate was directly pierced through the chest by Long Ziyang’s Overlord Spear.

“Boom!”

Kicking the corpse away, looking at the spear tip stained with fresh blood, he murmured: “Killing people really is more satisfying than killing ferocious beasts.”

“Pfft!”

“Pfft!”

At the other end, Su Xiaomo and Li Fei were using Ghost Vertical Steps, swinging their Cold Edge Swords at extreme speed, severed limbs and fresh blood flying everywhere.

The two had killed assassins before and also Black Eagle Hall disciples, so they could remain calm and unruffled.

Zhang Wei and the others had also killed Black Eagle Hall disciples in Death Valley before, so with the double advantage of strength and equipment, killing enemy after enemy was effortless.

No one is born cruel, nor is anyone born loving to kill.

So this slaughter, for the Tiegu Sect disciples, was still a trial for their spirits.

The most professional at killing, the Drizzle Hall members used various hidden weapons to greet them, killing Hunting Group members one by one, not even blinking an eye.

The numbers on both sides were about equal.

But the Tiegu Sect disciples achieved total superiority in both strength and equipment, so when they mixed in battle, it was absolutely one-sided slaughter.

Especially as they gradually adapted to killing for the second time, their mental states began to transform—their hands stopped shaking, their hearts stopped racing, and they killed with even more ruthless efficiency.

If I don’t kill others, others will kill me.

So there’s only killing, to keep myself alive.

As for killing people, Jun Changxiao had already gone through this trial at Black Wind Mountain, so he didn’t take action but instead stood in a tree observing.

The disciples’ adaptation when killing for the second time made him very gratified.

In the cruel otherworld where martial prowess reigned supreme, if not bloodthirsty by nature, one at least needed the resolve to kill in order to survive better.

“Sect Master! Sect Master!”

Just then, Li Shangtian came running over carrying Venomous Snake, crying out: “Quickly save Snake Bro, quickly save Snake Bro!”

Seeing that Venomous Snake’s face had no trace of blood color from all the jostling along the way, Jun Changxiao hurriedly jumped down, pried open his mouth, and tossed in a Healing Pill.

The pill dispersed within his body. Venomous Snake, who had originally been on the verge of death, immediately opened his eyes. His first words were: “Li Shangtian, screw your grandfather, you nearly killed me!”

“He’s awake, he’s awake!”

Seeing Snake Bro open his eyes, Li Shangtian was overjoyed, even developing a feeling of being particularly pleased at being cursed at.

“Swoosh!”

Jun Changxiao waved his hand, throwing a Cold Edge Sword over and said: “If you don’t go kill someone, you’ll be letting down Venomous Snake and letting down this seat’s Healing Pill.”

Li Shangtian caught the cold sword, his expression suddenly freezing.

Thinking of how Snake Bro had taken a hidden weapon for him—which was still stuck in his body, fashionable, so very fashionable—his gaze immediately filled with killing intent.

“Clang!”

Li Shangtian drew the sword, shouting loudly: “I’m going to kill someone!”

With that said, he strode forward.

Jun Changxiao grabbed his collar in one motion, forcibly turning his body around and pointing ahead: “You’re running in the wrong direction.”

“Sect Master!”

Li Shangtian said with a bitter face: “I… I’m scared…”

“Scared, my ass!”

Venomous Snake, lying on the ground, pointed at the crowd engaged in slaughter and roared: “Get your ass over there and kill! If you don’t kill two people, your training will be doubled when we get back!”

Hearing the four words ‘training will be doubled,’ Li Shangtian charged over with his sword, shouting “Ahhh!”

Venomous Snake said awkwardly: “Sect Master, it’s my Drizzle Hall’s failure in teaching that we cultivated such a timid coward.”

Jun Changxiao shook his head: “Killing people is no small matter after all. It’s normal for Li Shangtian to be afraid.”

Venomous Snake fell silent.

Thinking back to when he first killed someone at age fourteen, it took him a long time to come to terms with it.

Li Luoqiu stood in a tree, laughing: “That little guy ran pretty fast when he rescued you just now.”

Jun Changxiao said: “This is a good seedling. If we can train out his courage, he might become a fierce general for your Drizzle Hall.”

“Kill enough people, and courage will naturally develop.” Li Luoqiu paused, then said: “Venomous Snake, when we return, give him double training.”

“Yes.”

Venomous Snake responded.

…

To avoid doubled training, Li Shangtian summoned his courage from the edge of desperation and charged to kill.

If he knew he couldn’t escape it in the end anyway, he would definitely wail in tears.

“Ahhh!”

Li Shangtian rushed over, circling around an enemy.

Tian Qi, who was fighting with a Hunting Group member and had repeatedly created killing opportunities, said with complete frustration: “Just kill him already!”

“Pfft!”

The Cold Edge Sword pierced through that person’s body.

Fresh blood splattered all over Tian Qi’s face, making him so angry he nearly fainted.

I gave you so many good opportunities, but you specifically picked an angle that splattered blood all over my face to kill him—this is truly a pig teammate!

“Swoosh!”

Drawing the sword out, the corpse fell.

Enduring the dizziness from spinning in circles, Li Shangtian stared blankly at the blood-stained sword, his stomach immediately churning violently.

Mother.

I… I killed someone!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

At that moment, several hidden weapons came flying from behind.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Yang Yuhua strode over, blocking them with his Steel Shield, saying: “Junior Brother, I’ll leave the hidden weapon user to you!”

Kill again?

Li Shangtian gripped the blood-stained sword, and somehow, his hands actually stopped trembling!

“Ahh!”

He once again charged forward while shouting to bolster his courage.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Hidden weapons kept coming at him.

Li Shangtian relied on Ghost Vertical Steps to evade, finally rushing close and fiercely sweeping the Cold Edge Sword across!

“Pfft—”

This sword was infused with all his strength, directly taking off the opponent’s head!