The Unruly Immortals

Writhing in nearly fainting pain, Li Huowang charged forward, his longsword heavily chopping down and slicing off a large piece of Er Bing's face. The bloody, unrecognizable mess that was Er Bing's face was now exposed.

He grabbed her by the neck, lifting her entire body up, and shouted toward the others embroiled in the melee, "Stop fighting!! Look at this~! She's the one from Oblivion Path! You've all been deceived by her!"

However, what greeted Li Huowang was a crossbow bolt that had pierced his abdomen. They were thoroughly enraged and blinded by bloodlust.

Even if it was a misunderstanding before, the corpses on the ground had made the misunderstanding irreversibly deep, regardless of the past, it was now true.

Li Huowang forcefully threw Er Bing onto the ground and, after viciously crushing all the bones in her hand with his foot, he stepped forward and charged into the heart of the battlefield. "Xiaoman, keep an eye on her!"

Watching Li Huowang, who was killing frantically in the crowd, Er Bing laughed creepily.

Xiaoman's sword was instantly at her neck. "You're like this and you're still laughing, just wait, you'll be crying soon!"

Er Bing laughed even louder, and with a quick change of several faces, she transformed back into a new face.

"Ah, now if not the time to laugh, when is? It's interesting to play with one's life at stake."

At this moment, Jiang Yingzi, on the other hand, was not staring at Li Huowang with the usual resentment.

Instead, she looked very complicatedly at Er Bing's face as she had just seen the face of Elder Yan Jianxi among those several faces.

Ultimately, these people retreated, not because they recognized Er Bing's deception and left, but because they were overwhelmed by the sheer number of casualties.

As the sky gradually lightened, the sound of horses' hooves and camel bells faded away, leaving a ground littered with corpses and some ownerless camels.

The sun slowly rose from the horizon of the Gobi Desert, making the blood on the ground and everyone's blood-stained bodies appear even redder.

Li Huowang stood in the midst of the pool of blood, his body covered in wounds like a statue.

Neither side was wrong, but under the deception of Oblivion Path, they had reached a point of no return.

Jiang Yingzi watched everything happening before her, seeming a bit panicky, as if pondering something.

"Hahaha~Well done! Good killing!" Er Bing, transformed into a human stick, laughed loudly.

Her voice caught Li Huowang's attention, and he joined in with a laugh. He threw the sword in his hand, then stumbled over to her.

After stuffing the medicine for stopping bleeding and treating wounds carelessly into Er Bing's mouth, Li Huowang turned to Xiaoman and said, "Go get the antiseptic medicine we bought from the town."

"What?" Xiaoman thought she had heard wrong.

"Didn't you understand what I said?! Bring the golden sore medicine! Hurry!!"

When the antiseptic medicine was at hand, Li Huowang carefully sprinkled it on Er Bing's intestines that had fallen out of her abdomen.

Li Huowang laid out the blood-soaked torture instruments in front of her and asked softly, "Are you going to talk?"

Er Bing was taken aback, "Did you ask me anything?"

Er Bing's limp right hand, weakened by broken bones, was turned over, and the iron spatula was inserted into the fingernail gap and levered upwards violently.

After prying off five fingernails in succession, Li Huowang looked at Er Bing again, his breathing heavy as he continued to ask, "Will you talk?"

"What exactly do you want me to say?"

"Will you talk!" Li Huowang, maliciousness in his eyes, stretched out his incapacitated arm, and jammed his fingers hard into her eye socket.

Accompanied by a scream from Er Bing, Li Huowang cruelly squeezed and burst the lively eyeball. "Will you fucking talk or not!"

"Brother Li, are you alright?" Bai Lingmiao approached timidly.

Li Huowang took a deep breath, stood up, and turned to look at her, saying softly and gently, "I'm fine. Could you check the others for me? If someone is seriously injured, remember to use spirit possession to heal them."

No sooner had Bai Lingmiao left than Li Huowang stomped on the intestines of Erbing that lay on the ground, his voice erupting again, filled with hatred and aggression. "Will you talk or not!"

He didn't actually want Erbing to say anything, he simply wanted revenge. It was all her fault that things had come to this, and Erbing had to pay the price.

Li Huowang had previously commissioned someone to forge some torture devices; he only ever used a few, and the rest had never been used.

But now, they finally had their use.

And as they became one by one stained with blood, Erbing transformed from a seductive beauty into a bloody mangled human pillar.

The pain that penetrated deep into the bones caused Erbing to faint and then wake up several times.

But even with the severe torture, she didn't show any sign of pleading for mercy from Li Huowang.

With only one eye left, the bloodied Erbing looked at the increasingly frenzied Li Huowang and a hint of a smile appeared in her eye. She laughed, and her laughter grew louder.

The more Li Huowang tormented her, the louder her laughter became.

Looking at the dying Erbing, a breathless Li Huowang completely lost his patience, and he raised the longsword in his hand to her chest.

"Li Huowang, wait a second, can you ask her a question for me?"

The sudden voice made Li Huowang stop, he turned his head and saw that it wasn't his fellow disciples but his own hallucination, Jiang Yingzi.

Her expression was extremely struggling; she seemed to fear something, yet at the same time, anticipate something.

"Can you ask her if the massacre four years ago was done by the Oblivion Path?"

Before he could process the anomaly in his hallucination, this piece of news completely shook Li Huowang.

Li Huowang's pupils instantly shrank to the smallest size, and a host of peculiar suspicions burst into his mind.

After he asked Erbing about Jiang Yingzi's doubt, Erbing laughed again.

"Hehehe~ Are you sure it wasn't you who killed them? Have some confidence, you are Xinsu after all! Killing tens of thousands is just child's play for you, isn't it?"

As soon as her words ended, Erbing's last remaining eye was completely crushed.

"It was you! The massacre four years ago was your doing! You framed me for it!"

As Li Huowang's shout echoed, the body of Jiang Yingzi next to him also began to waver, and she cried.

Dragging her battered body, she came to Li Huowang's side, "Li Huowang, I was wrong. It wasn't you who killed my family, it was the Oblivion Path. We were all deceived by them."

Before Li Huowang could say anything, the sorrowful Yingzi, wiping her tears and trembling, said, "Li Huowang, I know it's a bit presumptuous to ask a favor now, but can you avenge my family for me? If you help me, I will share with you information of utmost importance to you."

Just as Li Huowang was about to inquire, he immediately snapped back to reality. "Why am I talking to a hallucination?"

"I am a hallucination, the Monk is a hallucination, but Master Danyang isn't! He's real!"

"Long ago, the elders of the Ao Jing Sect were replaced by people from the Oblivion Path. You've been deceived by them! They didn't get rid of Master Danyang for you; they just hid him deeper! Your nature is still under the influence of Master Danyang!"

As Yingzi's voice fell, her battered body gradually disappeared. "I'm sorry…"