“Kill!” “Kill!” “Boom, boom!”

The Avengers led by the Demon Ancestor launched an attack on the city. Various brilliant lights shot forth, rendering the dark environment colorfully splendid.

“The Corpse Attendants have rebelled!” “The Corpse Attendants have rebelled!”

Before the city walls were breached, terrified shouts from soldiers echoed within.

For so long, they’d viewed Corpse Attendants as slaves. How could they have ever imagined that one day, in their sleep, they would encounter this kind of sudden situation?

“Boom!” “Boom!” The frequency of various energy bombardments increased.

Because the Avengers led by the Demon Ancestor were launching a sudden sneak attack, giving the city defense forces no chance whatsoever, they breached the main gate in just half an hour, then surged in like a tide.

“Long-term comfort,” Jun Changxiao said from outside, “has caused them to lose their vigilance.”

Jian Guixu said, “To train tens of thousands of Avengers to such excellence in just half a year—that Demon Ancestor is quite a character.”

“Indeed.” Gu Tianxing nodded. “Sect Master Jun used the right person.”

Supposedly, the Avengers were brainwashed daily and had hatred preached to them daily. After breaking through a city, they should be unable to control their anger and act recklessly. But after entering, they maintained order—not massacring civilians but charging straight for the City Lord’s mansion.

Half an hour later, the City Lord’s mansion representing the heart was completely breached. The fat-headed City Lord was trampled underfoot by the Demon Ancestor.

“Hall Master!” Someone roared, “Kill him!”

This City Lord was famously cruel and merciless. Countless Corpse Attendants who came here were either insanely tortured or killed on a whim. So catching him today, they wished they could immediately dismember him.

“Don’t… don’t kill me…” “Puchi!”

Before he finished speaking, the Demon Ancestor’s sharp sword had already descended. His watermelon-like head rolled away, terror still in his eyes.

The City Lord dead, everyone cheered.

“Hang the head on the city gate!” The Demon Ancestor declared loudly. “Tell those noble Star Spirit Realm warriors—we Corpse Attendants are rebelling today!”

“Yes!” Soon, the City Lord’s head was hung on the city gate.

This day was destined to be recorded in history, because the Avengers representing freedom had completely shown their hand to the high-and-mighty Celestial Dragons. The Demon Ancestor commanding this campaign would also be remembered by later generations, even called the Ancestor of Freedom.

Nothing to do with Dog Leftover?

Nothing. He was the mastermind behind the scenes, his merit and fame hidden deep.

…

Dawn broke. The sky had changed.

The Avengers had successfully occupied Huitian City.

The residents living here were frightened, hiding in their rooms, fearing someone would suddenly burst in.

They were completely overthinking it.

The Avengers never harassed innocent beings, only targeting nobles with status and power. After searching out all martial arts resources, they also took away the oppressed Corpse Attendants.

“Withdraw!” At the Demon Ancestor’s command, everyone quickly dispersed.

This surprise attack on Huitian City had a simple purpose: strike, plunder resources, and run.

“Whoosh! Whoosh!” The Avengers flew out of the city for dozens of miles, melting into the deep mountains and old forests, each grasping their tokens and transmitting to the Eternal Realm.

“Satisfying!” After returning to the Avengers’ base, the Demon Ancestor’s eyes couldn’t hide his excitement.

Having come to the Star Spirit Realm for many years, never treated as human, living worse than death—today he’d finally trampled those high-and-mighty nobles underfoot. His mood was simply explosive.

Regrettably, he hadn’t maximized the thrill by massacring the city.

Jun Changxiao still had moral concerns and wouldn’t be too brutal.

The Demon Ancestor was different. He was a thorough villain, an unscrupulous hero with no burden whatsoever regarding slaughter.

Unfortunately, he was tightly controlled by Jun Changxiao.

So after breaking through Huitian City this time, he didn’t commit the outrageous act of city massacre.

“How are the casualties?” After calming down, the Demon Ancestor immediately inquired about the battle situation.

According to statistics, twenty thousand Corpse Attendants had broken through the city and plundered large amounts of martial arts resources. The cost was five or six hundred Avengers killed in action.

When the Eternal Sect fought, people never died. But sending out cannon fodder resulted in so many deaths.

Heh.

“Brothers and sisters,” the Demon Ancestor walked out of the hall, his voice thunderous: “Fighting for freedom requires sacrifice! We must fearlessly face everything—only then can we comfort the spirits of the fallen in heaven!”

“Fight for freedom! We fear no sacrifice!” “Fight for freedom! We fear no sacrifice!”

The Avengers shouted in unison, fearlessness in their eyes.

“The power of freedom and hatred has forged their iron will!” Jun Changxiao said admiringly.

“Tsk.” The system was speechless. “Sure it’s not the power of brainwashing?”

…

“One at a time!” Inside the Spacetime Secret Realm, disciples were frantically busy.

After breaking through Huitian City this time, they’d brought back over a hundred thousand Corpse Attendants. Led by Sun Bukong, the surgical doctors had to remove the brain bombs in the shortest time possible.

Time was extremely tight, because no one knew if the Star Spirit Realm would immediately retaliate. So they could only place the operating room in the Spacetime Secret Realm to gain time for more craniotomies.

One day inside equaled ten thousand Corpse Attendants having their bombs removed, gaining freedom while putting on bulletproof vests.

The so-called bulletproof vests meant they were no longer Corpse Attendants but naturally became Avengers.

However, manpower ultimately had limits.

Though the Eternal Sect’s medical team performed surgeries tirelessly, they still couldn’t prevent the nightmare from arriving!

“Ahhh!” “Ahhhhh!”

While several thousand people were still queuing and waiting, they suddenly knelt in the secret realm, screaming with twisted expressions. Their bodies and souls seemed to be in a sea of fire, or in a cauldron of oil.

“What’s happening?” Jun Changxiao hurriedly entered.

“Soul punishment!” An Avenger who had witnessed it before said sorrowfully, “They’ve activated soul punishment!”

“…” Jun Changxiao furrowed his brow.

Indeed, the Star Spirit Realm’s control over these Corpse Attendants’ life and death was completely unrestricted by realm or distance.

“Swish!” Jun Changxiao pressed his hand on a Corpse Attendant’s wrist, his spiritual thought merging with their consciousness sea. He felt terrible power churning inside like overturning rivers and seas, momentarily not knowing how to handle it.

“Let… me… die…” That Corpse Attendant pleaded in agony. “Let… let me die…”

“…” Jun Changxiao fell silent.

After a moment, he turned around and said, “Inject anesthetic.”

“Yes!” Sun Bukong hurriedly restrained that Corpse Attendant, and after injecting anesthetic, he finally calmed down.

He lay on the ground, his consciousness still present, his strength still there, struggling to squeeze out a smile: “Thank… thank you…”

“Boom—” The bomb detonated, turning him into flesh and blood.

“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!”

In an extremely short time, all the Corpse Attendants who hadn’t had their bombs removed exploded.

Some people had been given anesthetic and died peacefully, but many others didn’t have time—so they not only had their souls scattered but also endured hellish torment.

“Thud!” Sun Bukong fell to his knees, clenching his fists tightly.

As a doctor, his duty was to save lives and heal the wounded. Now he had watched helplessly as so many souls were subjected to extreme punishment before his eyes.

Grief! Self-blame!

“Pat.” Jun Changxiao clapped his shoulder and said, “You’ve already done your best.”

“Sect Master…” Sun Bukong could no longer control his emotions, tears falling like rain: “I really wanted to save them!”

“Too many beings in the world experience death,” Jun Changxiao consoled. “Don’t fall into self-blame because you didn’t extend a helping hand, because one person’s power is limited and cannot influence the overall situation.”

“This disciple understands…” Sun Bukong wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He understood.

However, when Jun Changxiao returned to his study, he fell silent—frighteningly silent.

“Are you alright?” Hua Meigui set down tea, asking worriedly.

Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair, looking up at the ceiling, and said: “A realm that views beings as grass should undergo craniotomy.”

Hearing this, Hua Meigui knew her husband was getting angry.

“No.” Jun Changxiao’s eyes gradually turned cold, his tone sinister: “I want to change its head! Change its five organs and six viscera! Change its body!”