All Heavens: Starting from Douluo

Southern country.

Near the Imperial City.

Inside a huge construction site.

It was still dark and the morning light had not yet broken. In the dim and stingy light, the supervisor's shouting and scolding, the whistling sound of whips hitting fences and flesh, the sobbing that came one after another, and the faint complaints all mixed together, opening the first page of a new day.

"You're so slow, do you want to die?"

The rat demon with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks lashed a middle-aged man on the back with a whip, instantly tearing his skin and flesh. Perhaps for the rat demon who was at the fifth level of Qi training, this whip was just a warning, not a punishment. However, the man being whipped was an ordinary man with no cultivation, who at most had done farm work in the fields and was strong and healthy. How could he withstand this whip that was packed with magical powers?

He staggered and fell to the ground.

I couldn't get up for a long time.

This made the rat demon even angrier.

He kicked him and shouted angrily, "Don't pretend to be injured. To tell you the truth, the king captured a batch of new slaves from your human territory a few days ago. You can only continue to serve the king if you try your best to prove your worth. People without value will only be treated as food, including your children!"

It seemed as if some kind of switch had been flipped.

The middle-aged man struggled to get up from the ground.

Numbly, he picked up a stone and carried it on his shoulder.

Let the stone be stained with blood.

Seeing this, the Rat Demon Supervisor nodded in satisfaction. Half with a sneer, half with a warning, he pointed at the numb middle-aged man and said loudly to all the workers around him: "I know that some of you must want to escape, and some even want to organize others to riot, just like when you sickly people first came here. But I want to repeat once again - this is the hinterland of my southern country. There are miasma restrictions above and many barriers below. Those who want to escape and are not afraid of death can give it a try. But if anyone dares to be lazy and make trouble for me, the supervisor, I can not only make him not see the sun tomorrow, but also his parents, wife, and relatives!"

After saying that, he looked at those stunned humans.

I haven't realized the seriousness of the matter yet.

Holding a short whip, the rat demon supervisor continued to shout: "Did you hear that?"

"You are shouting so loudly, anyone who is not deaf should be able to hear you."

"But you will soon not be able to hear it."

The golden sword light flashed by, like a bubble or rippling lake water, and in an instant, it beheaded the rat demon before it could react.

Lin Chaoci and his group descended from the sky.

On the hilts of the long swords under Ji Wuji and Wen Bolin's feet.

There were also two tough hemp ropes tied to a bamboo basket.

Inside the basket, there was a group of children waiting eagerly.

Looking at the familiar faces below, he waved his hands excitedly.

This caused many of the workers below to burst into tears instantly.

The vast majority of workers broke down in tears because they saw the hope of evacuation. Nothing could be more convincing than beheading the rat demon supervisor with a single sword. A very small number of workers broke down in tears because they saw their own children and cried for joy upon knowing that their children were safe and sound.

This feeling is probably like a war suddenly breaking out somewhere, and suddenly receiving a notice that your own country's warships are setting out to welcome the evacuation.

Tears welled up in one's eyes; it was completely human instinct.

"Then... leave the rest to me!"

"Saving one is also saving one!"

"Saving 1,300 to 1,400 people is also saving them!"

"Save more than 10,000 people, save them!"

Shi Wu, the head of the Shi family, slowly placed his hand on the hilt of the sword. Right now, it was just a construction site. There were more than ten construction sites around it. Moreover, each construction site had more than one supervisor. There were far more monsters in the South than one could imagine.

The sword flashed suddenly, as fast as lightning.

Simple and unpretentious, yet precise and murderous.

In just a moment, several other supervisors who were also at the construction site, who were also monsters who had just walked out of the cabin chatting and laughing, were beheaded. Their control of strength was truly an art.

But just thirty seconds.

Hundreds of monsters in more than a dozen construction sites, from the sixth level of Qi training to the fourth level of Qi training, have all been beheaded, but the long sword in Shiwu's hand is still not stained with blood, and is flashing with a faint cold light.

The heads of first-rate families all have a foundation building level of five or above.

The heads of second-rate families are all at the first level of foundation building.

The heads of third-rate families all have Qi training level 7 or above.

Although the Shi family is a second-rate family, let alone compared with the Shenhuoshan Villa, even compared with the Ji family and the Wen family, the gap is visible to the naked eye. However, no matter what, they are only at the fourth level of foundation building, fighting a group of small monsters that are not even big monsters. Even if their efficiency is not as good as that of Kai Wushuang, it is not much different. They can probably be killed with one sword.

No accidents.

There can be no accidents.

And now, there is nothing to hide.

As the saying goes, a dragon cannot survive without a head.

If these laborers who came from all over the country were allowed to escape on their own, regardless of the geographical location, just the pursuers would have wiped out this group of laborers. It would be most appropriate to describe them as "a pile of loose sand."

In this case, if you want to integrate, it is essential to come forward and call for action.

Since calling is an indispensable step.

Why not play it a little bigger?

"Everyone of the human race around this place, obey my orders."

"Quickly weave baskets and other things that can carry people."

"Later, follow the instructions and prepare to evacuate."

"If you don't have a basket, prepare some sturdy cloth."

"Hemp rope will do, too."

Lin Chaoci flew up on his sword, and his voice spread with the help of his magic power.

Just showing off a little bit.

Tens of thousands of workers at more than a dozen construction sites obeyed his orders obediently.

Being young does not mean being incompetent.

They can still tell who is the big shot.

Immediately, before the other monsters staying here could react, the golden royal sword intent merged with the Taoist Alliance's standard magic sword in Lin Chaoci's hand. With a light wave of the sword, the towering Zhaixing Tower and the mountains behind it were cut in half by the golden sword energy. Even the miasma in the sky were cut open by this sword!

Accompanied by heart-wrenching screams and curses, a figure flew out from the shattered Star-Picking Tower, the aura of the fourth level of foundation building spread out completely, and in its eight compound eyes, there seemed to be a real raging fire burning!

His eyes instantly fell on Lin Chaoci, and naturally, also included Wen Bolin and others who were also standing on the sword: "I don't care which sect you are from, you destroyed my Zhaixing Tower without reason, you must die today; otherwise, I will write my name, Master Du, upside down!"

The beautiful lady, who was also dishevelled and frightened, followed closely behind him, her eyes also filled with anger, but compared to her husband, she was calmer, staring at the glittering golden sword in Lin Chaoci's hand. The anger of being interrupted and almost dying gradually turned into caution, and she reminded: "Look at the sword in that boy's hand... If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Wang Quan family's Wang Quan sword intent."

"Even if the king of heaven comes, it won't work!"

The poisonous master was almost driven mad.

I was almost scared crazy.

If anyone were to be intimate with his wife and suddenly realize that not only the home they hadn’t built was gone but also their own life was nearly gone, he would probably be so frightened that he would collapse and surrender in shame on the spot.

Not to mention that he had a hard time coaxing his wife.

it's good now.

Even the Star-Picking Tower, the prop he used to coax his wife, is gone.

In fact, if he had not reacted quickly and pushed his wife away, the sword might not only leave a long and narrow sword wound on his chest, but also make a hole in his and his wife's heart, or even rip open their stomachs, causing them to die on the spot.

His tone was firm, he cursed the heavens and the earth: "I said, he must die today!"