禽兽不如!

A faint voice drifted before the Xia Yi Gate.

Yun Dongliu found it both satisfying and somewhat surprised. Many martial artists before the Xia Yi Gate appeared to have no misdeeds on the surface; otherwise, they wouldn't dare come.

If they were truly wicked, how would they dare to come to the Xia Yi Gate to die?

Although he was mentally muddled, he knew that An Qisheng's words were not without basis. The reactions of those martial artists proved everything.

If it were truly slander, surely someone would have dared to speak up.

"You!"

Before the Xia Yi Gate, the atmosphere was as oppressive as a volcano about to erupt.

Even with An Qisheng's remaining power, and the crowd's fear and trepidation, many martial artists still turned ashen upon hearing these words. Quite a few wanted to lash out on the spot, but their mouths were held shut by their companions.

Those who had been singled out by An Qisheng felt even more astonished and suspicious.

They felt that every word the old Daoist spoke went straight to their hearts, and there was not a shred of exaggeration or belittling in his words, leaving them powerless to refute.

Could he see through people's hearts, or did he have an intelligence network spanning the world behind him?

Either way, it sent chills down their spines.

They didn't even dare to speak when accused of being beasts.

"Such is the martial world..."

An Qisheng glanced at the crowd, shaking his head inwardly.

He didn't care about the reactions of these martial artists. He possessed the art of entering dreams, and his spirit was more powerful than he could have imagined. He could scan memories that once took days to view in the blink of an eye.

It was because of this that he commented on the various evil deeds of these hundreds of people, sorting them like garbage.

What touched him even more was that the many people before the Xia Yi Gate were already considered righteous.

But in his eyes, most of them were scum.

Less than half could be considered beasts.

If this place was like this, what was the state of the entire martial world?

"Hmph!"

Just then, an angry curse came from the crowd:

"Fiend, who do you think you are? What right do you have to comment on us? If we are less than beasts, what are you, this scoundrel who slaughters martial artists at will?"

As soon as he spoke, the faces of those around him changed drastically, and they retreated several yards as if they had encountered snakes.

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and saw a middle-aged man with a short, sturdy build like a stone roller.

The man was wearing brocade clothes and carrying a long sword, making him look hilariously ridiculous with his fierce face.

But no one could laugh at this moment.

No matter who this person was, his courage in standing up to the fiend who killed even the top masters on the Earth Ranking like dogs was worthy of their admiration.

Many people showed shame, and some were ready to make a move.

Some even unconsciously raised their swords.

"Cowards! Cowards! All you little eggs are raised by women!"

The man spat twice at the people around him and looked at An Qisheng with his long sword:

"Fiend, no matter how high your martial arts are, how can we let you slander us? They may be afraid of you, but I, Zhou Dashan, am not!"

Zhou Dashan was smug.

To make a name for himself in the martial world, he was by no means reckless.

In his opinion, although the old Daoist killed Feng Qingxuan and the other man, he killed them too decisively, making him suspect that they were just for show.

He knew that these martial artists dared to come here, not only trusting in Yun Haitian's reputation but also being far from spineless.

Although they were intimidated by this person's power, they were definitely filled with dissatisfaction.

As long as someone stood up, they might very well attack him together.

He admitted that he was gambling.

But if he won, his name would not be limited to Deer Nine City, or even Central Province.

"Zhou Dashan..."

A gleam flashed in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes, and Zhou Dashan's life flowed before him in an instant.

His father died when he was young, and his mother died when he was a teenager. He grew up eating food from a thousand families and wearing clothes from a hundred families. But after learning some martial arts, he became a bodyguard for a wealthy family in the county under the guise of repaying their kindness, but secretly took the daughter of this family as his wife!

In the following year, the direct relatives of that wealthy family all died of an 'epidemic', and he seized the property of his 'father-in-law's' family.

The young lady of the wealthy family secretly shed tears, but she did not dare to speak out because of his fierce power. But after getting drunk once, he overheard his wife telling his son about the evil deeds he had done.

He flew into a rage and strangled his wife and three-year-old son to death...

Such actions were truly less than beasts.

"Zhou Dashan!"

Yun Dongliu recognized this person and said in a low voice: "This person is from Deer Nine City in Central Province. Although he is reckless, he doesn't seem to have any evil deeds."

He could vaguely sense Zhou Dashan's purpose and was not surprised.

Too many people in the martial world died for fame and fortune.

"Is that so?"

An Qisheng remained noncommittal.

Could there be anyone in the world he could misjudge?

Perhaps there was, but it was definitely not this seemingly thick-skinned, dark-hearted, and ruthless middle-aged man in front of him.

Tap, tap, tap~

He held Sun En's little hand and took a few steps forward, his deep eyes looking faintly at Zhou Dashan.

Feeling the cold gaze, the courage that had welled up in Zhou Dashan's heart burst like a bubble. His face turned slightly pale, and he realized why those people had not dared to refute.

These eyes could see through people's hearts, giving him a cold feeling as if he were naked.

It seemed that everything had been seen through by him.

He couldn't help but tremble in his heart, feeling regret.

But now that things had come to this, how could he retreat?

Therefore, he gritted his teeth and shouted, sticking out his neck:

"If you say I am less than a beast, then show me the evidence!"

All the other martial artists watched.

"That's right!"

"Daoist Priest, if you say we are less than beasts, then just show us the evidence!"

"Who can't slander someone? If you think we are really afraid of you, then you are greatly mistaken!"

Seeing An Qisheng approaching, someone finally couldn't help but draw his sword.

Someone even shouted loudly towards the Xia Yi Gate:

"Lord Xia, we are here at your invitation. Are you just going to sit back and watch this fiend commit murder?"

The Xia Yi Gate was quiet.

Yun Haitian, who was sitting cross-legged, had not yet recovered from his flushed face. He opened his eyes upon hearing this and responded faintly:

"When did I invite you?"

The man was speechless, and then his face turned red:

"Yun Haitian, you are unworthy of being called Lord Xia. With such a great fiend before you, you don't take action to eliminate him. What kind of famous sect are you? What kind of Lord Xia are you?!"

"Ridiculous!"

Yun Haitian slowly closed his eyes and said no more. The disciple behind him couldn't help but shout out:

"Yan Liuzi! You were the one who scolded my teacher before, and now you are asking for my teacher's help. Do you think my teacher is someone you can summon at will?!"

The disciples of the Xia Yi Gate were all furious.

They had not forgotten the scene before. The behavior of these martial artists made their hearts grow cold.

As the shouts broke the balance, more and more martial artists stood up, all of whom had been judged as 'less than beasts' by An Qisheng.

"Hehe~"

An Qisheng's expression did not change at all, and he just walked.

The voices of those martial artists continued to ring out from time to time, but until An Qisheng walked to within thirty yards of Zhou Dashan, no one dared to take action.

Seeing that someone was indeed standing up for him, Zhou Dashan was smug, but when he looked up and saw An Qisheng walking towards him, his heart grew cold again.

His originally aggressive words suddenly became like begging for mercy:

"You, you can come, I, if I am afraid of you, I am your grandson!"

"You are not worthy of being my grandson."

An Qisheng chuckled only after seeing that Zhou Dashan was terrified, and then the smile on his face disappeared.

In the depths of his deep, star-like eyes, a faint light suddenly burst out and disappeared in a flash:

"Heavenly Wheel-Turning Dharma..." (Mo tian zhuan lun fa)

Thirty yards away, An Qisheng's spirit rippled.

"You..."

The moment An Qisheng's smile disappeared, Zhou Dashan felt as if a black curtain, like the sky collapsing, completely enveloped him.

Then, in his heart and mind, there seemed to be a thunderous explosion.

The sound was so loud that it reached the depths of his soul.

For a moment, Zhou Dashan's mind was buzzing, and he was dazed, not knowing where he was.

Dimly, he seemed to hear a faint and calm voice:

"You do not cherish being born as a human, so be a dog!"

Dog?

What dog?

A thought turned sluggishly in Zhou Dashan's mind.

Then he felt that in the endless darkness, there seemed to be a golden-light condensed deity pointing at him from afar.

Then he felt that the world was shattered, and all colors disappeared before his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, a world intertwined with black, white, and gray came into his view.

All around were countless 'humans' in his memory who were immortal and had the power to control their lives and deaths.

And at this moment, these terrifying humans were all staring at him.

It scared the dog to death.

It was horrified and raised its head to let out a miserable cry:

"Woof~"

A shrill bark echoed in the air, causing everyone who was watching this scene closely to be stunned, and then they were dumbfounded.

In their eyes, the white-robed old Daoist only glanced at him, and Zhou Dashan seemed to have received a huge shock.

He immediately knelt on the ground.

But what made them unbelievable was that with this kneel, Zhou Dashan's mouth actually let out a miserable bark!

In the next moment, Zhou Dashan had dropped his long sword and was using both his hands and feet, like a wild dog frightened, whimpering as he fled.

It was as if he had really turned into a dog!

"You, you..."

Everyone who saw this scene felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them, cooling them from head to toe.

All the arrogance disappeared.

The hands holding the swords were trembling.

"What kind of demonic skill is this!"

"Sorcery! Sorcery!"

"You, Zhou, Zhou Dashan, what, what happened?"

Suddenly, countless shocked and unbelievable shouts rang out, almost shattering the sky.

Even the many Earth Ranking masters who had been silent from beginning to end were a little frightened by this scene. This kind of martial art was more evil than they could have imagined.

"What exactly happened?"

An Qisheng swept his gaze over the martial artists around him, and countless tragic scenes appeared in his mind at the same time.

Whoosh~

The breeze blew his Daoist robe:

"You will soon know!"