"ah!"
A painful howl sounded, and Feng Wan used his only strength to roll his body slightly.
One of his calves had been trampled to pieces by Yan Liang, and the bone residue was mixed with the meridians and muscles. The blood was flowing like free tap water.
Before he could take a breath from the unbearable severe pain, another calf was also trampled to pieces, followed by a forearm.
"I said you would regret it. When you insulted my human race, did you ever think of such a day?"
Yan Liang's cruelty finally made Feng Wan feel afraid, but he had no time to ask for mercy, and Yan Liang would not give him a chance to beg for mercy.
He was so weak that he no longer had the strength to beg for mercy. The continuous severe pain had put him on the verge of coma, but there was still a trace of unwillingness in his heart.
This trace of unwillingness was completely eliminated later, because he knew that the other party was a smarter, more cautious, and more ruthless person than himself.
At this moment, he began to regret in his heart, but now he had no chance to say it, and the arrogance in his heart was unwilling to let himself say it, let alone bow to the human race. Reading books
Yan Liang has known since he was a child that he must never be merciful to the enemy, and the opponent is not a human race at all. Without the constraints of national justice, he strikes without any scruples, and his limbs are smashed one after another.
Under such torture, the dying Feng Wan could not hold on for long before he passed out completely. It was only a matter of time before he died.
This was also done on purpose by him. The Nether Clan was extremely sensitive to the soul and had been able to refine something called the Soul Card.
This kind of soul card is to peel off a piece of the soul and attach it to it. If the owner of the soul card dies in the future, it will automatically break into pieces, and the core members of the Feng family all have soul cards.
The Nether Clan has a large population, and the top families have at least tens of thousands of members, and as many as hundreds of thousands, or even tens of millions.
At its peak, the Feng clan had more than one million clan members, but most of the clan members were divided, leaving only about a hundred thousand direct members.
However, later changes occurred within the clan, some were besieged and killed, some dissipated, some fled and became anonymous, and only a few people were successfully transferred.
After so many years of blockade and multiplication in their stronghold, the number of clan members has not increased, but has declined day by day. Today, there are only a few thousand direct clan members.
They are still like this, let alone those descendants of the family who are living abroad. Maybe they don't even know that they are descendants of the Hades Emperor.
But having said that, compared to the population of the entire underworld, the population of the Nether Clan is only a drop in the ocean.
Because there are still many ghosts in the underworld, most of them are people of all races who entered the underworld after death. Many of them cannot enter the reincarnation for various reasons and wander around the underworld.
These ghosts and ghosts are wandering everywhere. Some naturally develop spiritual intelligence over time, some suddenly undergo changes and acquire spiritual intelligence, and some receive some kind of opportunity and thus are born with spiritual intelligence.
There are even some who still have obsessions from their previous lives, and their spiritual wisdom has not completely disappeared. These are very few, but they are relatively strong.
If they are intelligent, they will choose to possess any animal that can possess them, and use their tangible bodies to start fighting for territory and devour the souls of other people.
A small group can gradually become stronger in this kind of battle, thereby controlling one side, having a large number of subordinates, and obtaining numerous resources.
After they become stronger, they will have the opportunity to acquire some cultivation techniques and become more powerful. Some will be taken in by certain forces, and some will become the overlords of one party.
What's more, they can awaken the memories of their previous lives, thus opening up their spiritual wisdom, modifying or creating their own cultivation techniques that can adapt to the underworld, and show their talents in this world.
After countless years of accumulation, the number of these people has become very large, but they cannot be called the Hades.
Only those who were born in the underworld can be called the underworld. They also control the orthodox power of the underworld and can be recognized by the heaven of the underworld.
"Little guy, it's time to go. The man before has died."
Soul Lao's voice rang in Yan Liang's head. He turned his head and glanced in the direction of due west-north, and said calmly: "Well, it's time to go."
He raised his right foot and stepped on Feng Wan's head. A stream of red and white stuff spread out in all directions like a bursting watermelon.
He put away the opponent's storage container and quickly ran towards the northeast. He wanted to leave this small space before he was surrounded and killed.
Half an hour later, in the Feng clan's ancestral hall located in the residential area of this stronghold, a soldier on duty lazily walked in.
Although the conditions in this small space for them were difficult, there was no danger. The long-term carefree environment allowed them to relax their vigilance.
According to regulations, this sub-room where the soul cards are stored must be inspected once an hour, but most of the soldiers on duty only come in for a casual glance and go through the motions.
The soldiers on duty today have already inspected three times, and they will be rotated after this last inspection.
As usual, he took a quick glance at the soul card room after entering it, and was about to leave, but as soon as he stepped out of the door, he took it back with doubts.
Because he just thought about it carefully in his mind, he felt that today's soul card room was a little different from the past.
With this doubt, he began to look carefully, starting from the most conspicuous elder, to the first elder, second elder, third elder, and then to the clan leader.
Then came their family members, and there was no problem in checking them one by one. Then they came to the generals, generals, deputy generals, commanders, etc., and finally to other core members of the family.
When his eyes stayed in the other core personnel area, he saw at a glance that two soul cards not far apart had been shattered, which made him panic immediately.
His expression began to change drastically, and he held two soul cards with a pale face and ran towards the duty room outside the ancestral hall.
Before anyone arrived, they shouted from a distance, "Report! Captain, something serious has happened."
The team leader in the duty room was sitting leisurely at the table waiting for his shift to be changed. Suddenly he heard the team members shouting urgently and shouted out of the room with some displeasure.
"Why do you need to yell like this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another voice came from outside the house, "Broken... Broken!"
Hearing that the team members were so panicked that they couldn't even speak clearly, he was dissatisfied, but he stood up and walked out of the house. As he walked, he angrily shouted: "You look panicked, how can you still be a soldier?" Looks like..."
But before he could finish his words, he heard something shocking.
"Lun... Mr. Lun and Mr. Wan's soul cards are broken..."
