God Of Slaughter
Growing up parentless, Shi Yan, who was left with a large amount of inheritance money, bore a general disinterest in life. The only times he felt alive was when adrenaline coursed thorough his veins. He quickly found that extreme sports, bungyjumping, cave diving & skydiving, gave him the biggest kicks. The bigger the adrenaline kick, the closer he was to death, the more alive he felt. Waking up in a pile of dead bodies in an unknown land, after a diving adventure had ended disastrously, he quickly realizes the body he now possessed was not his own. Follow Shi Yan as he explores this new world where danger lurks around every corner, and death is only a breath away; a world in which Shi Yan could not feel any more alive.
Using an ox-cleaver to carve a chicken
ShiYan’s face looked serious and solemn while his soul consciousness was gathering at his right arm. He attentively observed the transformation of his arm.
Tens of thousands of green silk threads were slowly squirming on his arm as if they wanted to destroy his muscle fibers and smashed down his arm into pieces.
Inside each of the green silk fibers, devilish energy was like a small insect eroding ShiYan’s body, eating his flesh and blood, turning his arm into sparkling white bones.
These forces came from the Hierarchy of the Corpses God Sect Qingming.
At the flank of the Sacred Light Mountain, ShiYan had taken advantage of the three kinds of Heaven Flames, which had been bound with the souls of Yi TianMo’s group, as well as the state where his Profound Qi had been drained, to make QingMing drop his vigilance and ambushed him.