158 It Was An Honor To Die By Your Blade!

These sword scarred brutes on the outskirts must only be appetizers. They understood little of the Sword Dao. Unfortunately for them, I was no teacher. I was an executioner. Those that are weak should be reaped.

Their souls should not even be able to pass peacefully into the afterlife. Their souls… Their precious souls should also be God's precious resources!

"Who are you?" I heard a voice boom out from the heavens.

"I am Soulless, a young devil lord that strikes fear into the heart of all men. The reaper of souls, the enslaver of races, and the slaughter of worlds," I said.

"I have returned!"

It felt good to be back! I had been lost in this soul world for a long time. Only fumbling by from my basic instincts, while experiencing Shi Da's life. These humans disgusted me. They were worse than devils. A devil could betray anyone but his clan for power.