Above Jin Fu Town, at an altitude of a thousand meters.

As everyone on the scene waited blankly, Li Hai, who was seated inside the Sky Steel Kirin, finally adjusted the Shenying Essence Cannon, then aimed at the Vulture Gang in the vast desert a dozen miles away, and fired a shot with a thunderous roar.

Boom!!!

At that moment, under the amazed gazes of Li Zhen and Feifei, as well as the more than a hundred women, and Zhang Yong’s terrified expression,

the eagle sculpture on top of the Kirin suddenly opened its mouth wide, spewing out a searing, bright stream as thick as a bucket, which instantly traversed over ten miles and accurately struck the very center of the Vulture Gang’s crowd.

Due to the long distance, everyone floating in the deep night sky above Jin Fu Town did not actually hear any distinct sound.

But they could clearly see that the Vulture Gang, located in the vast desert a dozen miles away, was suddenly engulfed by a dazzling light mass, as huge as a mountain, descending from the sky.

At the same time, they could also see that around the massive, scorching bright light mass, which resembled a sun falling from the sky, the surrounding dark yellow sandy ground, like an undulating, boundless sea,

suddenly, under the impact of some terrifying force, stirred up towering, enormous sand waves and earth tides, carrying hundreds of deep trenches and cracks, rumbling and sweeping rapidly in all directions to more distant regions.

So, the crowd just stared blankly as the huge light mass, blasted by the Essence Cannon, gradually dimmed and disappeared,

and watched dumbfounded as the layered sand and earth waves engulfed the vast desert in all directions.

After staring blankly for a dozen seconds, a thunderous roar, accompanied by dense air ripples, came booming over, making them dizzy and their eardrums ring incessantly.

And after everyone recovered and came to their senses, they saw that in the distant desert, a scorching red pit, several miles in diameter, had appeared, continuously spewing out plumes of black smoke and hot air into the sky.

“What, what kind of immortal art is this?!”

Li Zhen said, dumbfounded, “One shot blowing up an area several miles in diameter, this is enough to destroy the entire Jin Fu Town!”

“This is a divine spell!” Feifei murmured, “This is—this is a divine spell sent down by which Life God?!”

At this moment, it wasn’t just him and Feifei who were terrified and shocked; everyone present was utterly astonished.

However, unlike the others, Zhang Yong, while incredibly shocked, also fell into extreme despair.

“First Head—First Head wasn’t really killed by one shot, was he?!”

Trembling with fear, he whispered, “This, this, this is impossible! The invincible First Head—how could he, how could he die so carelessly! Without even facing the enemy, he—he died without a complete corpse!”

“Oh, no, he didn’t.”

Perhaps hearing Zhang Yong’s murmur, Li Hai’s cold voice suddenly came from within the Kirin, “Your First Head is, after all, an Innate Legend, although only at a low level, so just one shot can’t kill him.

It’ll take two more shots.”

After speaking, he once again activated the Shenying Essence Cannon on top of the Kirin, aimed at the charred human figure struggling to crawl in the dark red pit a dozen miles away, and fired two more shots in a row.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thus, the people on the scene once again witnessed the “Falling Sun from Heaven”—a double shot.

And under the brutal bombardment of these two consecutive Essence Cannon shots, that ugly giant hole embedded in the vast desert,

also vibrated violently again, continuously expanding.

It finally expanded into a massive, dark red pit with a diameter of ten miles, so deep that one could not see the bottom when looking at it from afar.

As for Zhong Tianchuan, who was previously as fierce and bloodthirsty as a demon, he had now been blasted into a charred, withered skeleton, most of his vitality gone, with only a breath remaining.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, Grandmasters are really tough; they don’t die even like this.”

In the distant night sky, Li Hai, seated within the Kirin, chuckled lightly, “But it’s perfect, perfect for him to come over,

and suffer the punishment of a thousand cuts with you, the Third Head.”

Immediately, he gave orders to the Dao Ge Four:

“Go to that charred pit and bring back the charred corpse at the bottom of the pit.”

“Yes, Master.”

The four members responded in unison, then spread their wings and flew away.

Not long after, the Dao Ge Four completed a round trip of over twenty miles, bringing back Zhong Tianchuan, who was nearly dead with only a breath left, from the massive desert pit.

And upon seeing this mutilated, charred “skeleton,” Zhang Yong immediately understood—this, this must be the remains of the First Head, Zhong Tianchuan.

He instantly broke down, crying and wailing with tears streaming down his face:

“First Head—First Head, weren’t you invincible in the world? Why—why were you blasted into such a state?! Ah ah ah ah!”

“Invincible in the world?” Li Hai scoffed coldly from within the Kirin, “How dare such a low-level Innate Legend claim to be invincible in the world? Truly shameless.”

As he spoke, he stepped out of the vehicle, treading on the surging air currents, and floated all the way to the distraught Zhang Yong and Zhong Tianchuan’s tragic “skeleton,” chuckling coldly:

“Alright, the main show can begin.”

With that, he took out two daggers from his palm, one in each hand, and under Zhang Yong’s terrified gaze, he formally began to dismember both him and his boss, Zhong Tianchuan, by a thousand cuts.

With a series of swishing knife glints, dozens to hundreds of pieces of flesh and blood, as small as soybeans and as thin as cicada wings, floated down from Zhang Yong and Zhong Tianchuan’s bodies, then, carried by the constantly swirling strong winds, flew in all directions into the vast night sky.

“Ah ah ah ah ah!!!”

Zhang Yong, who fortunately experienced 99 times the pain due to the secret medicine, was instantly tormented and stimulated by this horrifying pain to the point of twisted features and trembling body, unable to utter a complete sentence, only knowing to roll his eyes, twist his mouth, and shriek in agony.

As for Zhong Tianchuan—tsk, perhaps his injuries were too severe and his nerves completely destroyed, so he had virtually no reaction, not even his chaotic, thoughtless soul showed any fluctuations.

Yet, in this Martial World, the “Lotus” scripture techniques could not be used.

So, after cutting Zhong Tianchuan a hundred or so times and finding no reaction, Li Hai could only helplessly give up on tormenting him, and simply and decisively beheaded him with one stroke, completely finishing him off.

Thus, while exploding a fragment of a strong one, Zhong Tianchuan also ended his extremely brutal and perverse life in a muddled manner.

Then, Li Hai focused all his energy and attention on the still “lively” Zhang Yong.

So, Zhang Yong suffered immensely for a time.

To challenge the limits of his craftsmanship, Li Hai even specially took out a large pile of precious secret medicines for preserving life and healing injuries, as well as a large pile of various tools such as hammers, saws, pliers, scissors, scrapers, iron chains, iron awls, splints, flamethrowers, iron lotus, and so on.

Then, Zhang Yong’s true nightmare began.

This execution process lasted for a full half an hour.

During this bloody and cruel half an hour, apart from the chief executioner Li Hai becoming more and more interested and increasingly whimsical,

only Feifei was able to watch continuously, and the more she watched, the more satisfied and excited she became.

Everyone else had long since been too scared to even look, closing their eyes.

And under Li Hai’s full effort, Zhang Yong, while conscious, experienced a full 129,600 cuts before taking his last breath.

Ending his life, which was completely steeped in despair and pain, leaving behind only a pile of blood and bones.