CHAPTER 624: CHAPTER 170: A CORNERED BEAST STRUGGLES, QIANSUI’S TRUE FORM (SEEKING MONTHLY VOTES)

Yu Mingluan had indeed fallen asleep.

The other Cultists in the hall had waited a while but saw no movement from Yu Mingluan, only hearing his snoring grow louder.

But none of them dared to move.

Who knew if Yu Mingluan was truly asleep or just pretending?

Yet, Xu Shu dared to move.

Yu Mingluan had said himself to let me go!

Then why wouldn’t I leave?!

Although the entrance to the ruins was uncertain of opening, it was still better than staying here!

Xu Shu turned and ran, dashing towards the main entrance under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Yu Mingluan’s influence still lingered, and a group of Cultists watched him leave, none daring to lay a hand on him at that moment.

Just then, the three sheep that were tied spoke up.

"This madman, did he really fall asleep? He actually killed the third one, his life was so hard," the Zombie sheep started to complain bitterly.

"Hell, it’s all your fault for insisting he join, talking about deepening control! Look where it got us, he’s completely lost it! How are we going to explain this to Master Sarquis?" the black, fat sheep scolded the smaller white sheep next to it.

"Can you blame me? Didn’t you agree too? Everyone wanted the Lord’s blessing! Besides, Yu Mingluan asked to join himself. If we had refused, wouldn’t it have exposed us?" the little white sheep retorted angrily.

"Stop arguing! Let’s wait until the big boss returns," the Zombie sheep said.

"That kid’s trying to escape," the black, fat sheep pointed out.

"We can’t let him leave," the Zombie sheep declared.

"Idiots, what are you waiting for? Kill him!" the black, fat sheep roared furiously, foaming at the mouth, "Second Master, close the door!"

By then, Xu Shu had already reached the doorway!

He heard the three monstrous sheep speaking and knew he was being pursued.

Yet he was not afraid; the door was right in front of him.

Once he escaped through that door, with his own abilities, most likely these Second and First Rank Transcendents wouldn’t be able to stop him.

Once he escaped this cage, he would be free like a bird in the sky or a fish in the ocean, no longer restrained!

Suddenly, a thunderous sound exploded out of nowhere:

"There shouldn’t be a door here!"

The voice belonged to the Second Master, the "Executioner," the white sheep, who issued an order like command.

Boom!

After the white sheep shouted, its throat suddenly burst open, the flesh mangled beyond recognition, no longer able to speak, apparently severely injured.

He had paid a significant price to make the doors in the hall vanish.

The underground hall was now completely sealed!

"Damn!"

Xu Shu crashed into the wall again, dazing him.

Damn, the "lawyer’s" ability was so invincible? It was comparable to Saying and Following; how could a mere Third Rank have such a capability?!

Xu Shu had no time to ponder further as he suddenly felt a stabbing pain coming from behind.

That came from multiple gazes, from several fanatical Believers only showing their eyes.

Those Cultists, who had been shouting praises and waiting like refugees for the "sacred meal" of the Qiansui’s fluid, all stepped towards Xu Shu.

They were different from the members of the Heroic Society; they didn’t think, didn’t need the promise of great rewards from a leader—just a single command was enough to spur them forward.

The eyes beneath the white sack stared unwaveringly at him, as if they were looking at a piece of pork about to be served on a table, not blinking.

Silently gazing!

Xu Shu frowned and also unzipped his zipper, revealing multiple eyes all over his body, blinking one after the other. At the same time, he placed the Jade Buddha statue on top of his head to secure it.

This place was ruins, although he couldn’t activate the Promotion Drive, at least he didn’t have to worry about Star Tower attacking him!

The Cultists pressed closer, watching Xu Shu as he quietly watched all of them.

Suddenly, one Cultist clutched his throat, his clothes and sleeves entangling his limbs, choking his neck.

He screamed miserably, wailing continuously before bleeding from every orifice and dying.

Then the second, third, and fourth followed.

Thud, thud, thud!

The Believers fell down like leeks, all who dared to directly watch Narrow Sleeve Guanyin died.

Nearby Cultists were startled and tried to go to their brothers’ and sisters’ aid.

But as soon as they extended their hands, their hands fell to the ground, their legs broke too, and without a drop of blood, they turned into rotting corpses!

Xu Shu unleashed his ability: "gaze."

The Cultists were crazed, they were not afraid of death, and they did not want to stop moving forward, but there were just too many deaths, the bodies piled around Xu Shu, they had to move the bodies to get close.

In just half a minute, they had lost over a hundred people!

But it didn’t matter, the Believers were true Death Soldiers.

As people ahead kept dying, those behind still had strong morale and continued to charge forward.

But the other Transcendents started to back away, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Hell, this kid is too wicked; I knew there was something off about him!" a scrawny man yelled.

He was the first to have caught up to Xu Shu, and he was still alive, relying on being as timid as a mouse.

"What do we do?"

"We have so many people; are we afraid of him? Just wear him down, he can’t get out!"

"Right!"

"Let him wear out!"

Members of the Heroic Society’s "hero" unit started shouting and halting their steps, beginning to hold their ground.

On the other hand, the "foot soldiers" fell forward and backward, but lacking in strength, they died in front of Xu Shu.

Xu Shu took a corner far from the three sheep, his back against a corner wall, ensuring enemies only came from one direction, hoisting up a thick, heavy "Iron Wall," blocking the fanatic Believers a few meters away.

This move made the other leaders unable to just watch.