Chapter 2: Crimson Feast

"Ah, ah, ah! Kill him... kill him for me!!"

The Fourth Prince's face turns ashen, his eyes revealing a deep sense of fear. He frantically screams, his voice hoarse.

*Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!*

The prison guards brandish long swords, slashing at Chu Han. The sharp blades cut through the air, producing sharp and piercing whistles.

*Splatter, splatter...*

A large amount of blood splatters around as numerous large heads fly through the air. In less than a moment... all the prison guards lie on the ground, drenched in blood, staining a large patch of soil red.

Chu Han stands in place, his figure still upright and straight. A strange smile appears on his face, and his eyes reveal a cruel demeanor.

[Ding! Killed thirteen people, gained 13 attribute points]

"All allocated to strength, all of it..."

Chu Han whispers in his mind, his eyes gleaming with a chilling fierceness.

In an instant, a warm stream surges through Chu Han's limbs and bones. His body seems infused with a newfound vitality, an unprecedented and mighty force rising from every part of his body.

"Ah ah ah..."

Chu Han roars to the sky, fists clenched, his body exuding a dense aura of combativeness and ruthlessness.

He raises his hand into a fist, a gust of strong wind blowing, tousling Chu Han's black hair. Under the sunlight, it radiates a faint silver brilliance, a majestic power permeating Chu Han's body.

[Ding! Attribute point allocation successful, current strength of the host: 24.5]

A colossal strength of 4,900 pounds!

At this moment, Chu Han's strength surpasses an astounding 4,900 pounds!!!

In an instant, Chu Han's legs bend, knees slightly bowed, and he shoots out like a cheetah!

*Bang...*

Chu Han's fist pounds into the chest of a decadent. A muffled sound echoes as a massive cavity is forcefully opened in the decadent's chest, shattering the organs into a pulpy mess.

*Splatter!*

He ruthlessly stomps on the decadent's head, and just like a watermelon, the decadent's head instantly explodes!

"Help! Help! Someone help!!"

The Fourth Prince and the remaining decadents frantically flee, their faces filled with undisguised horror and fear.

What exactly happened?

That Chu Han... how did he become so terrifying?

"Trying to escape?"

"Can you... escape?"

Chu Han's eyes gleam with a cold curve. His figure suddenly disappears from the spot, and in the blink of an eye, he catches up with the fleeing group of four.

Crack! Crack!

The sound of bones breaking echoed as the legs of the four decadents were gruesomely snapped, causing them to kneel on the ground!

"Ahhhh!!!"

One of them let out a heart-wrenching roar, his eyes filled with boundless fear.

"You can't kill me... you can't kill me!! I'm the son of the Minister of Personnel! If you kill me, my father won't let you go!!!"

The decadent shouted hoarsely, his voice tinged with desperation and grief.

"Minister of Personnel? Hahaha..."

Chu Han laughed maniacally, then lifts his foot and ruthlessly stomps on the decadent's arm.

"Crack, crack..."

The decadent's arm is instantly crushed by Chu Han, making a terrifyingly crunching sound!

"Ahhhhh!!"

The decadent's arm is completely shattered, intense pain surges through him, eliciting a series of agonizing screams. However, this wail of despair doesn't last long as Chu Han once again raises his foot and mercilessly stomps on the other arm.

"Crack!"

Another round of bone-breaking sounds echoes as Chu Han completely shatters the remaining arm of the decadent!

"Let me go... please... I beg you... please..."

The decadent's face contorts, his forehead covered in a dense layer of sweat. At this moment, both his hands and legs are incapacitated, and even the plea for mercy sounds feeble and powerless.

"Let you go?"

Chu Han viciously grabs his hair, lifting him from the ground.

"Why did you... all not spare my Chu family?!!"

Chu Han's gaze emitted a chilling and murderous intent as he forcefully twisted his wrist, slamming the decadent to the ground, creating a deep pit.

Blood... flowed steadily from the expanding cavity, creating a gurgling stream.

At this moment, the son of the Minister of Personnel... had completely lost all signs of life.

"Bang!"

Chu Han took a step, and that relatively quiet sound... resonated like the Grim Reaper's judgment in the hearts of the remaining decadents.

"Bold!!"

Suddenly, with the sound of hurried footsteps, a stern and tyrannical scolding erupted.

Following closely, hundreds of fully armed Imperial Guards rushed from the distance. When they saw the corpses in the pool of blood... they all wore expressions of furious anger!

Among them, the leader was none other than an old acquaintance of Chu Han...

Deputy Commander of the Imperial City Guards, Zhang Tianxuan!

At this moment, Zhang Tianxuan, clad in purple-gold armor and wielding a purple-gold treasure knife, glared at Chu Han with a face full of murderous intent, his eyes blazing with immense fury.

He was a top-notch martial artist, considered a formidable figure even within the entire Li Kingdom!

Three days ago, he led his troops to massacre the entire Chu family, and he personally subjected Chu Han's mother to seventy-two cuts as a form of punishment!

"Chu Han, do you... even know what you're doing?!"

Zhang Tianxuan roared, his eyes bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, hands clenched into fists, looking as if he wished to tear Chu Han apart alive.

After all, in the area under his jurisdiction... such a significant event had occurred. In the future, his position as the Deputy Commander of the Imperial City Guards... might be difficult to maintain.

"I know, I'm well aware..."

Chu Han tilted his head, smiling casually, and casually picked up a prison guard's long knife. With a swing forward, he instantly killed one of the decadents on the ground.

"Ah ah!! Help... save..."

*Splatter!*

The decadent's words were barely half uttered before his entire head detached and flew into the air, splashing around.

"Outrageous!!!"

Zhang Tianxuan roared, drawing his sword and charging forward, ready to be the first to take down Chu Han!

But...

Just as he was within three metres of Chu Han, the Chu Han in front of him...

Wore a ghostly smile...

*Bang!*

Suddenly, Chu Han's right fist thrust forward, heavily impacting Zhang Tianxuan's abdomen!

*Splatter!*

Zhang Tianxuan spewed a mouthful of blood, staggering backward, and plopping down on the ground. He clutched his stomach, his face contorted in spasms.

"This... this..."

Before he could react further, Chu Han reappeared in front of him, viciously gripping his neck and lifting him up!

"Ah ah ah... cough cough..."

Zhang Tianxuan struggled incessantly, desperately trying to break free. But the more he struggled, the stronger Chu Han's grip became. Eventually, Zhang Tianxuan felt his breathing becoming increasingly difficult, his face turning deep red.

"Seventy-two cuts..."

Chu Han's lips curled into a cruel, bloodthirsty smile. He uttered each word with emphasis:

"What did my mother do wrong... to endure such inhuman pain and die?!!"

"Chu... Chu Han, let me go... we can talk things out!"

Zhang Tianxuan coughed while difficultly speaking to Chu Han.

"Talk things out?"

"Hehe..."

Chu Han's lips curled, revealing a hint of a playful smile. Then, he moved his fingers...

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Zhang Tianxuan's two eyeballs appeared in Chu Han's hand, and immediately... they were gruesomely crushed!

For a moment, an extremely piercing scream echoed continuously in the dungeon. The guards were all terrified, not daring to approach even half a step!

.....

On the other side.

In the Imperial Palace, in the Hall of Heavenly Presence.

"Your Majesty, it seems that Chu Han has escaped from the dungeon, and the Fourth Prince... is still in his hands..."

A man clad in a black robe reported with a cold tone.

"Escaped?"

Upon the Dragon Throne, the middle-aged man adorned in a luxurious golden dragon robe heard these words but responded with an indifferent smile.

"What's the matter? Can't you suppress that useless waste?"

The Emperor of the Li Kingdom glanced indifferently at the numerous guards kneeling around him, his expression revealing strong resentment and dissatisfaction.

"Lord Zhang has personally led the troops to surround the dungeon. At this moment... Chu Han should have been captured, awaiting your orders."

The man in the black robe spoke respectfully.

"No need to throw him back into the dungeon. If captured... execute him immediately!"

A glint of coldness flashed in the Emperor of Li Kingdom's eyes as he spoke casually.

"As for that boy, Li Xiao... if he's dead, I won't investigate."

"Understood!"

The man in the black robe nodded and turned, walking out of the hall towards the direction of the dungeon.