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The battle was completely one-sided.
No, this could not even be called a battle; it was a one-sided massacre.
Swish, swish, swish!
The spear tip swept through, often resulting in disembowelment. Even if one was struck, bones would break and tendons would snap; they would either die or be severely injured.
This elite force of over a hundred men was wiped out in less than ten minutes by Ye Mingshang, with over ninety percent of them dead. Those who were not dead were either unconscious or struggling in pain.
"Ah! It hurts!"
A young man with his abdomen sliced open clutched his stomach, writhing in agony. His belly had been cut by the spear tip, with a gaping wound about a foot long oozing blood and intestines spilling out, a gruesome sight.
Clap, clap, clap!
Sha Yi jumped down from the railing, clapping his hands as he walked over.
"Not bad, not bad. No wonder you dared to charge into my Asura Hall alone; you really have some skills."
Ye Mingshang turned around and shook his spear to fling off the bloodstains.
"Your subordinates are all dead; don't you feel heartbroken?"
"Heartbroken? Hahaha!" Sha Yi laughed as if he had heard a funny joke, his laughter exaggerated to the point where it seemed he might cry from it.
Suddenly, he restrained his laughter. The corners of his mouth still curled into a smirk, but it was one of disdain, and his eyes gave off a fierce impression, revealing only half of their intensity.
"Don't joke around; feeling sad for these ants is simply a waste of emotion."
Ye Mingshang narrowed his eyes. He had little fondness for such heartless individuals.
"What we play at Asura Hall is Shikigami. As long as the Shikigami are alive, these vessels can be replaced no matter how many there are. With half a year’s time, I can train another batch that is even better. So why should I feel sad? Moreover..."
At this point, Sha Yi suddenly revealed a strange smile.
"Did you think that my Asura Hall only has these few people? You underestimate me."
"Could it be..."
"Come out, my servants!"
Sha Yi shouted suddenly, raising his hands, his mouth wide open in a wild grin.
As soon as his voice fell, a rustling sound emerged from around, as if something was about to appear.
"Hmm!" Ye Mingshang frowned.
Swish, swish, swish!
Several figures suddenly jumped out from the shadows in the distance, moving swiftly.
"What?!" Ye Mingshang was taken aback.
Upon closer inspection, weren't these the people he had just killed? How could this be?!
No, wait! They were different.
Looking closely, although these individuals had similar features, their appearances were quite bizarre. Their skin was pale and cracked, resembling parched land.
Moreover, their aura seemed very different; they lacked the vitality of living beings. And their eyes were too strange.
Black sclera and yellow pupils—no matter how you looked at them, they resembled monsters.
"Where did you get these creatures?" Ye Mingshang squinted and asked.
"Haha! Hahahaha! How about that? Surprised, aren't you? Hahaha!"
Sha Yi smiled, a hearty and joyful smile, like a child being praised for an achievement.
"These Fellows are all puppets I meticulously created. They are stronger, more resilient, possess extraordinary speed and strength, and are nearly immortal."
At this point, Sha Yi revealed a strange grin. He walked over to the young man whose stomach was torn open and struggling, lifting his foot.
Bang!
The young man's head exploded like a watermelon, red and white splattering everywhere, inevitably splashing onto Sha Yi's military boots.
However, he didn't seem to mind at all; instead, he wore a twisted smile, his mouth wide open, revealing all his teeth.
"Merge their souls with the contracted Shikigami's souls and place them into the bodies I've specially crafted for them. They will be able to wield the power of Shikigami at any time, and even more powerfully!"
Sha Yi's expression was fervent, arms raised high, head tilted back—clearly a reaction of extreme admiration for something.
Swish!
As his words fell, another Fellow who looked almost identical to the previous young man jumped out.
So it is...
Ye Mingshang squinted, unable to believe that the opponent could manipulate human souls.
The soul is the most important part of a person, even more so than the body. If destroyed but the soul remains—especially if living in the Underworld—it can last a long time, nearly achieving immortality. But if the soul is destroyed, then everything is lost; even if your body is revived and memories are implanted into it, it would merely be a shell possessing the same memories as you.
In Schwarzenegger's movie, The Sixth Day, there is a scene where he nearly dies in an accident. After surviving, he joyfully returns home with gifts only to find another Fellow who looks just like him laughing and chatting with his wife and children. Not only did they share appearance and voice, but their thoughts were also identical.
Later he discovered that this was not unique; they had stored their memories and cells so that after death new bodies could be cultivated from those cells and memories injected into them—creating a new you.
But is that still you?
Clearly not; when he encountered another version of himself, it became evident.
The so-called Clone injects memories, merely forging a being similar to you, yet devoid of a soul, a mere Puppet.
The soul is the most mysterious aspect of the body, extremely fragile; a moment's carelessness can drive a person to madness or folly.
Throughout history, there have been attempts to experiment with the soul, but without exception, they have all failed.
Unexpectedly, this Fellow managed to achieve it. Perhaps his results still have flaws, but being able to apply it in combat and control them is already a success.
He is a genius!
After methodically killing the few who were still barely clinging to life, he waved his hand to command those Fellows to attack. He then took a few steps and placed his foot on a nearby stool. Shortly after, a Half-Dead Person approached to wipe away the blood and brain matter from his face.
This type of creature has not yet been accurately named since it has never existed before. However, due to its characteristics resembling that of a corpse but not entirely the same, it is temporarily referred to as a Half-Dead Person.
One particularly burly Half-Dead Person ran over, sporting two horns on either side of its head that gleamed with a cold light.
This was clearly a Fellow fused with an Ox Shikigami, astonishingly capable of directly affecting its body—truly incredible!
The Ox Corpse Man quickly approached, emitting low growls reminiscent of a bull. Its eyes were vacant as it swung its fist toward him.
(To be continued.)
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