After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Chapter 788: Tribulation in the Mortal World

Chen Futu couldn't understand when he had become so timid.

When someone bullies his relatives and friends, he doesn't dare to fight back?

Was it his mortal body, lacking cultivation, that eroded his will, or was weakness rooted deep within his soul?

"This shouldn't be happening, it shouldn't be."

Chen Futu, carrying his sword, staggered through the desolate street.

The people all huddled in their homes, peering through the cracks in their doors at the figure that seemed possessed.

Before long, Chen Futu arrived at the tavern.

Even with the door closed, the sounds of Master Cao and his concubine playing could still be clearly heard through the door panel.

Upon hearing such filthy sounds, Chen Futu's eyes gleamed with a bewitching red light, and he spoke in a ghostly voice, "You seem to be having a great time."

Ding!

"The system has detected that the host's anger level has exceeded the limit. The system will provide the host with a suitable background music to help the host attain the Great Dao."

"BGM title: Wang Jin Beats Gao Qiu".

"Battle song, begin!"

The system, seemingly eager to stir up trouble, released a stirring melody that resonated throughout the small town as its voice landed in the Will Space.

At the same time, inside the lobby counter, Master Cao, who was playfully cuddling his concubine, was startled. "What's that sound!"

Bang!

The door was kicked open, and Chen Futu entered the hall carrying a sword, his body shrouded in murderous aura, the tip of his sword gleaming coldly.

"You surnamed Cao, die!"

"Chen Daosheng, how dare you!"

Before Master Cao could even pull up his trousers, Chen Futu swung his sword down. In his haste to dodge, the counter was cleaved in two with a crack. The concubine was so frightened that she wet her pants on the spot. Before she could scream, Chen Futu beheaded her.

"You surnamed Chen, are you tired of living? Do you know who I am?!" When Master Cao saw his most beloved concubine die tragically before his eyes, he was furious and hastily tightened his belt, getting into a fighting stance.

Chen Futu tilted his head and pointed his sword at him, "In the three thousand feet of mortal world, you've become possessed by demons and entered into the realm of appearances."

"what are you saying!"

"I said, I'll skin you alive, tear you apart, and shred you to pieces!"

Chen Futu raised his sword to slash again, but Cao Yuanwai dodged and dodged, only to find that he couldn't find a single chance to fight back against this useless man with no cultivation. So he kicked over a stool to block and then ran away.

"Wangcai, stop him!"

Chen Futu shouted, and Wangcai transformed into a wild dog that had broken free. It leaped and knocked Cao Yuanwai to the ground, then bit the latter's wrist and shook his head violently.

"Today, I will seek justice for the Liu family!"

Amidst the rousing music, Chen Futu leaped onto the street, drew his sword, and charged at Master Cao once more.

This scene was clearly witnessed by the residents who were peeking out from their homes.

They didn't need to know what had gotten into Chen Daosheng that made him dare to lay a knife on Master Cao, nor did they know where the intense music was coming from. But to be honest, they were really excited; finally, someone was going to kill this old beast.

"Chen Daosheng, you dare to kill me!"

Master Cao beat Wangcai relentlessly, and even when blood was gushing from Wangcai's mouth and his ribs were broken, Wangcai did not let go.

Chen Futu had already reached him and was about to slash Cao Yuanwai's neck with his sword.

"stop!"

Master Cao was horrified and tried to block it with his hand, but his hand was chopped off. He convulsed on the ground in pain and wailed, "Chen Daosheng, spare me! I will return the Liu family's property to you!"

"Still denying it? You beast! Their hatred can only be avenged with blood!"

The scene that followed was extremely brutal. Chen Futu did not kill Cao Yuanwai directly, but instead took revenge with each sword strike. Wangcai, as if possessed, tore at Cao Yuanwai's body, tearing his flesh and bones apart.

Master Cao climbed all the way, with a man and a dog following behind, their blood staining half the street red.

"I can't die, I have to live, I still have so many concubines..."

Master Cao lay prostrate on the cold ground, his eyes bloodshot and his gaze fixed, until Chen Futu brought down his sword, and the fat man with the big ears rolled away.

Seeing that Master Cao was dead, Wangcai carried his head over and wagged its tail frantically.

Chen Futu patted Wangcai's head. "Get away, it's too dirty."

Upon hearing this, Wangcai relented and ran ahead, knowing the way to the Cao family's house.

Chen Futu followed behind it toward the Cao family, while divine lightning still raged in the sky, but it stopped descending. The evil corpse had survived the tribulation and gradually developed facial features and a face.

He stood in his way, exuding an extreme sense of wickedness, and asked with a grin, "Do you need my help?"

"What did you do earlier?"

"That's a question for you to answer." The evil corpse approached, poking Chen Futu's heart with its finger, its voice chilling with demonic energy. "Have you forgotten your identity? You don't belong to this world. Your purest soul was that of a law-abiding, docile little rabbit, constantly insulted by your boss, bullied by your colleagues, and dumped by your girlfriend. What did you do? You dared not do anything. So even though you have a sword in your hand today, you dare not point it at your enemy. All the karma you've experienced is the result of your own actions. This is your tribulation!"

Your calamity!

The voice of the evil corpse was like a demonic chant, piercing and relentless.

Chen Futu's mind became hazy, unable to distinguish between his past and present lives. When he realized the blood-stained sword in his hand, he was instantly electrocuted, and the long sword clattered to the ground.

"See? See? I wasn't wrong..."

With a casual wave of his hand, the evil corpse conjured two figures in the street ahead. They were Lan Xing's parents, both of them filled with disbelief. The mother, in particular, seemed completely distraught, crying her heart out, "Son, you killed someone! How could you kill someone? How are your father and I supposed to live now!"

"Chen Futu, what have you done! This is exactly how I taught you!"

The cries and resentment of his parents caused Chen Futu a splitting headache, almost suffocating him. In that instant, he felt as if he had returned to Earth, his hands stained with blood, having failed his parents' expectations, and ultimately being imprisoned.

"Laughable, pathetic, pitiful." The evil corpse was still mocking beside him. "How noble and sublime the Holy Emperor of Great Xia is, yet the world does not know that deep within his soul dwells a coward."

"Shut up, I'm not..." Chen Futu murmured, his head lowered, his eyelids heavy, his mind muddled.

"Oh? Then go kill them and prove yourself."

The evil corpse waved its hand again, and many familiar faces appeared before it, all of whom had clashed or been at odds with on Earth.

"Kill them, kill them, let me see your resolve."

The evil corpse handed back the blood-stained sword, as if to say, "I see right through you."

Chen Futu numbly accepted the sword and began to walk like a controlled puppet.

Just then, the system notification sounded.

Ding!

[The system has detected that the host is about to lose themselves in the tribulations of the mortal world. Please make a choice.]

"Lost in what..."

【1. Choose to kill an old friend】

2. Choosing to stop moving forward

3. Choose to reach back and take.

Hearing the familiar system voice, Chen Futu subconsciously stopped in his tracks. The evil corpse looked annoyed at this and said, "This damn system, it keeps ruining my plans!"

"System, I choose...me..."

Chen Futu realized something, his dazed eyes suddenly sharpening. "Wait a minute, system, you gave me options, but why wasn't there a reward?"

puff!

The beautiful woman, a tangible representation of the system in the world of will, laughed so hard she rolled on the ground.