Unfortunately, Zhang Chen was apprehensive of that group of rats, fearing that this old creature would cause trouble, so he directly wielded the scissors, pulling the chain and cutting towards the Mouse Spirit.
"No!"
With a single cut, half the soul of the Mouse Spirit dissipated like smoke, and the severed soul was actually absorbed by the Golden Scissors.
"Spare !" The Mouse Spirit kept pleading, its voice full of helplessness.
As it spoke, the Mouse Spirit halted the rat swarm’s attack, staring at Zhang Chen with a face full of pleading, its voice filled with misery.
Zhang Chen’s heart stirred upon hearing this: "What is the situation in the depths of the ancient tomb? How did you appear inside it?"
"In the past, I caused chaos in the Emperor Division and was suppressed here by the Emperor. Deep within the ancient tomb, a terrifying Demon God has been suppressed. That Demon God broke a corner of the seal and released , telling to hollow out the tomb and shatter the Feng Shui Grand Array to release him. However, the Golden Scissors were too formidable, and I didn’t dare to break through the last bronze gate for a long ti, so the matter was delayed." The Mouse Spirit, genuinely terrified, spilled the information like beans.
"What is the origin of that Demon God? What is the current situation within the tomb?" Zhang Chen asked a question.
At this mont, a white light shot out from within the soul of the Mouse Spirit, heading towards Zhang Chen: "Boy, taste the short-sightedness of your ancestor, and see how I devour you..."
But the Mouse Spirit was disappointed, for its short-sightedness had no effect under the protection of the Skill, shattering completely upon encountering Zhang Chen.
"How can this be!" The Mouse Spirit’s eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Old creature, still dare to play tricks with !"
Zhang Chen wasted no ti, imdiately cutting again, seeing the Mouse Spirit’s soul completely dissipating into smoke and ash.
Over there, Zhong Xiang, though engaged in battling the surge of rats, was shocked out of his wits upon seeing Zhang Chen’s thods: "What kind of skill is this boy using? He actually killed an old creature?"
With the Mouse Spirit’s death, countless rats on the ground twisted and transford, turning into innurable tufts of mouse fur, and the entire rat army vanished.
The crisis was resolved; Zhang Chen looked at Zhong Xiang, and Zhong Xiang looked at Zhang Chen, the atmosphere sowhat awkward.
Frightened by Zhang Chen, Zhong Xiang was surrounded by a fiery red aura, giving Zhang no chance to strike stealthily.
Holding the scissors in his hand, Zhang Chen snipped the air, the echo reverberating throughout the stone chamber, sending shivers down Zhong Xiang’s spine.
After witnessing Zhang Chen’s thod of killing the Mouse Spirit, Zhong Xiang was apprehensive and, although freed, dared not make a move against Zhang Chen.
The two looked at each other, and Zhang Chen tentatively asked, "Shall we talk?"
Honestly, Zhang Chen had no good way to deal with Zhong Xiang in front of him, thanks to his slaying of the Mouse Spirit, which had intimidated the other side; otherwise, he would be fleeing in disgrace.
Moreover, according to the Mouse’s account, there must be a major change in the depths of the tomb, and he feared he could not handle it alone.
Zhong Xiang was unsure upon hearing this, wanting to talk but too proud to lower himself, he just gave a faint ’hmm’ and kept a keen eye on Zhang Chen: "What do you want to discuss?"
"The Creation within the ancient tomb is what’s most important. Why don’t we join hands to explore the underground tomb? Moreover, you’ve heard the Mouse Spirit; it seems that the depths of the tomb will be hard to handle," Zhang Chen said.
"Also, the people outside must have been alard by now, and it won’t be long before they co here. Or maybe they’ve already arrived but just haven’t found the entrance to the tomb yet, but with all this magma we’ve lted, they’ll likely find a clue soon. If we fight down here, it might benefit those outside."
Zhong Xiang snorted ’hmm,’ his face filled with pride, tacitly agreeing with Zhang Chen’s idea.
Seeing Zhong Xiang agree, Zhang Chen’s mouth split into a smile, then he turned his gaze towards the crystal-clear mouse carcass at the stone cave entrance, and nonchalantly walked towards it.
This is a good thing! Martial Dao cultivation might depend on it, and even if he couldn’t use it himself, he had little brothers and sisters who could.
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