Chapter 238
Chapter 238
The scene Eighth Master Chang imagined did not occur.
The rain of arrows flew over Hua Jiunan and the others and screamed toward the ghostly horde behind them.
Amid shrill wails, the ghosts vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving only a dense carpet of arrows across the ground.
Only one alert thousand-year-old ghost escaped disaster through its profound cultivation.
Even so, it had nearly died of fright. It stood trembling in place, not daring to move.
“B-Butcher of Men!”
The great general whose killing intent pierced the heavens remained cold and stern.
“Since you know this commander’s dread name, why have you not taken your own life?”
As soon as the great general finished, tens of thousands of Hundred-Battle Warrior Spirits stepped forward in unison.
“Die!” they roared.
Their perfectly synchronized step made the earth thunder.
The old ghost instantly turned deathly pale. Within a breath, it exploded with a bang into a mass of black energy.
By now, the killing intent radiating from the great general had grown even more brutal.
Merely standing before him gave one the sensation of a savage blade slicing across one’s throat.
Under the enormous pressure, Chen Daji poked his head out from within Eighth Master Chang’s coils, his face pale.
“B-B-Big Brother, w-who is this lord?
“What does ‘Butcher of Men’ mean?!”
Facing this legendary existence from such close range, Hua Jiunan found it difficult even to take a step.
“The God of Slaughter Bai Qi! Great General Bai Qi!”
Eighth Master Chang hung his head, not daring to look directly at the God of Slaughter.
“Y-Young master physician, how many people did General Bai kill when he was alive?
“His killing intent has practically solidified…”
Hua Jiunan lightly bit the tip of his tongue, struggling free of the terrifying pressure.
“General Bai fought more than seventy battles, great and small, in his lifetime without suffering a single defeat.
“According to Liang Qichao’s research, around two million people died in battle throughout the Warring States period. Bai Qi accounted for half of them.
“At the Battle of Yique, he destroyed the allied armies of Han and Wei, killing two hundred and forty thousand.
“At the Battle of Yanying, he broke through the capital of Chu and drowned hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians.
“At the Battle of Huayang, he beheaded one hundred and fifty thousand soldiers from the allied armies of Zhao and Wei that had come to relieve Han.
“At the Battle of Xingcheng, he beheaded fifty thousand Han soldiers.
“At the Battle of Changping, he beheaded or buried alive four hundred and fifty thousand Zhao soldiers.
“In these five battles alone, Bai Qi annihilated more than a million enemy troops!”
Hearing that string of horrifying numbers, Eighth Master Chang and Chen Daji both sucked in a cold breath.
Two words escaped their throats without conscious thought.
“Holy fuck!”
Hua Jiunan then continued as if determined to stun them to death.
“During the entire Warring States period, the combined military deaths of all states totaled roughly two million. Bai Qi alone killed more than half!
“In the late Warring States period when Bai Qi lived, the combined population of all states was around twenty-three million.
“If we exclude the five million people of Qin, along with Qi and Yan, which Bai Qi never fought, then roughly one person in every thirteen across the other states was killed by him!”
At that, Hua Jiunan raised his head to gaze upon the God of Slaughter nearby and involuntarily began to chant:
“A man should kill, and kill without mercy.
“An immortal enterprise for a thousand ages is forged in killing.
“Kill one and you are a criminal; slaughter ten thousand and you are a hero.
“Slaughter a million, and you are a hero among heroes.
“…
“Cut flesh to accompany wine; laugh and make ghosts and gods tremble!”
Hua Jiunan’s voice was extremely low. The *Song of Killing* made Bai Qi’s killing intent appear even more brutal.
At Hua Jiunan’s chant, the God of Slaughter Bai Qi froze at first, then threw back his head and laughed.
His voice rolled like thunder through the highest heavens, shaking mountains, rivers, and earth.
“Hahahaha!
“Good, good, good! I never imagined that thousands of years later, I would meet a kindred spirit here in the Yin-Yang Realm!”
Hua Jiunan hurried forward and bowed respectfully.
“This humble junior, Hua Jiunan, pays his respects to the General.”
Chen Daji and Zhao Fei hastily imitated him, sticking out their backsides as they bowed.
“Elder… have you eaten yet…?”
Their absurd performance made Eighth Master Chang frantic.
If the God of Slaughter before them became angry, not even a King of Hell could stop him.
Eighth Master Chang lashed Chen Daji over the head with his tail and quietly scolded,
“Don’t talk nonsense, you little bastard!
“Why are you calling him ‘Elder’? You should call him Eldest Master!”
With that, he turned a foolish, fawning grin upon Bai Qi.