"Black Wind Village Chief!"
"You arrived so quickly."
"Wasn’t this expected by us? It’s just surprising that he ca to find us personally."
Within Cold Moon City, gazing at Jiang Dali standing on top of the massive body of the Demon Dragon across the city, Ting Shui and Heartbroken Little Knife were conversing, one inside a room, the other on the rooftop. Despite their surprise, they remained calm.
As top-tier players who have frequently dealt with the Black Wind Village Chief and even faced him head-on, their ntal fortitude far surpassed that of the usual family players. Even if the Black Wind Village Chief might confront them now, they kept their composure.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
At this mont, agile players clad in black strong clothes erged from the tavern street below, each looking spirited, their eyes bright, temples bulging, clearly formidable talents from families, all showing admiration and respect to Heartbroken Little Knife and Ting Shui.
Ting Shui’s face darkened, and he barked, "Are you all coming out to court death? Disperse!"
Then, with a leap, he, along with Heartbroken Little Knife on the rooftop, displayed their movent techniques, darting like lightning between buildings toward Jiang Dali outside the city.
Seeing Jiang Dali hovering outside but not entering, they realized he didn’t want to co in, so they sensibly decided to go out of the city to communicate with him.
"At least you know your place."
Jiang Dali crossed his arms, and with a calm stomp of his foot.
The Demon Dragon roared once, soared into the air, and then descended toward the ground below, stirring violent winds and dust. With a thud, it landed, its four powerful Dragon Claws easily digging deep grooves into the ground. Its massive body, weighing tens of tons, could make the earth tremble with just a single movent.
Ever since the Orochi Blood and Flesh within the humps on its back were fully refined, the strength of the Demon Dragon had beco almost comparable to the current Fire Qilin, far from being the little snake dragon that trembled within Guang Chengzi’s sleeve in days past.
However, the anticipated pair of Dragon Wings from Jiang Dali’s vision did not grow from the two humps on its back and instead caused unspeakable pain for the Demon Dragon, as if the flesh inside was rotting into pus and toxic liquid, gradually emitting a foul stench of decay, making the Demon Dragon increasingly irritable lately.
For this, Jiang Dali had yet to find a specific solution and dared not act rashly; he could only keep the irritable Demon Dragon by his side to observe the situation.
Monts later.
Ting Shui and Heartbroken Little Knife together appeared at the city gate, both eyes landing on the mighty, strong figure standing with hands behind his back beside the Demon Dragon. Even though the aura of the huge, ferocious Demon Dragon was daunting, it sohow couldn’t overshadow this heroic man’s imposing presence, causing involuntary unease.
Ting Shui stepped forward first, cupping his hands in greeting according to the customs of the Martial World, "Since your esteed self, Village Chief, is here, may I ask..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Dali, with hands behind his back, waved one hand and interrupted him, "Spare the idle talk."
Then coldly stated, "I, as the Village Chief, only ca for one reason. If you can’t provide a reasonable explanation, then your Yun Family, along with the other three families, might as well cease to exist in the vassal state."
At these words, Ting Shui and Heartbroken Little Knife’s expressions changed slightly, the forr inwardly exclaiming, only seeing the Black Wind Village Chief’s current display of anger, exceeding his expectations, the situation was indeed more severe than imagined.
The latter frowned and stepped forward, clasping his hands, "May I know why the Village Chief is so furious? What explanation do you seek? Could it be that the Village Chief is asking why we Abnormal People disappeared for a month? If it’s this matter, we indeed can’t provide a good explanation, mainly because even if we explain, you might not believe it, Chief."
"Hmm?"
Jiang Dali’s eyes chilled, his laughter echoing into the city, shaking many players and natives gathered near the city gate with Qi-Blood turbulence, making them almost vomit blood. So players even began to lose health drastically, hurriedly retreating far back, not daring to watch the excitent or eavesdrop any longer.
Jiang Dali’s laughter abruptly stopped, he slightly turned his face, and said, "Speak. Whether I believe it or not, you must tell ."
Heartbroken Little Knife clasped his hands, neither servile nor overbearing, "You know, Village Chief, we Abnormal People are born special, not originally part of this world. Just as we could collectively appear out of nowhere, so could we collectively disappear.
The reason for this collective disappearance is that we must return to our own holand periodically, otherwise even our lives cannot be sustained... so..."
"Nonsense!"
Before Heartbroken Little Knife could finish his words, Jiang Dali interrupted him with a furious shout, spun around abruptly, and his gaze, sharp like that of a raptor, enveloped both Heartbroken Little Knife and Ting Shui.
The two wanted to move aside, but instantly felt their spirits and True Qi weighed down, as if their paths were blocked under Jiang Dali’s gaze, which seed to beco tangible.
Jiang Dali sized up Heartbroken Little Knife, who wore a long knife at his waist and had a robust physique. Although not handso, he nevertheless exuded a strong masculine charm. With mockery on his face, he said indifferently, "At this critical mont, you Yun Family mbers still dare to play tricks with , truly disappointing the chief."
He slowly stretched out his thick palm and said coldly, "The chief can cooperate with you for mutual benefit or make you disappear entirely from this world. I only wish to ask you now, why did the Abnormal People suddenly collectively disappear to their hotown just when the chief launched the battle against God-searching Palace?
The Abnormal People are often influenced by your Four Great Families, which is no secret to the chief. Have you betrayed the chief and conspiratorially cooperated with God-searching Palace or the Saint Dynasty Wan Family?"
Ting Shui frowned, and under the gaze of Jiang Dali, which seed to want to see through everything, his eyes turned jet black and pure, entering the state of "I," controlling his heartbeat and blood flow rate, calmly saying, "Master Jiang, do not be angry, please stay calm. You should know our Abnormal People’s uniqueness; making us disappear from this world entirely is a hard thing to accomplish. As for betraying you, that’s nothing but nonsense."
"Hahahaha — hard to accomplish?"
Jiang Dali laughed again, his eyes sharp and striking, his opened palm slowly clenched.
At that mont, within the space of ten zhang around the center of Jiang Dali’s clenched palm, it seed like it suddenly collapsed, and the air ford terrifying waves and ripples, making one feel unable to find footing and even rapidly descending into madness.
Ting Shui and Heartbroken Little Knife suddenly felt a massive invisible force erupting from opposite. As they wanted to avoid and counter, they only felt their spirit and body had beco trapped within ripples, like entering an Ice Vault, making breathing difficult, their bodies uncontrollably leaving the ground, spinning towards Jiang Dali under the horrible suction, both minds greatly shaken.
If ordinary people were in such a situation, their minds would surely be terribly shocked and unable to extricate themselves.
However, both Ting Shui and Heartbroken Little Knife were not ordinary people; they imdiately entered the self-forgetful and "I" state, suppressing any terrifying emotions to the lowest.
The two almost simultaneously made what they deed the most reasonable move, intending to jointly break through the Absorption Energy Field constructed by Jiang Dali.
Ting Shui exhausted all his Inner Strength, unleashing the Power of Marriage Dress Divine Skill, a Finger Snapping Divine Skill erged from his armpit, launching Spiral Qi towards Heartbroken Little Knife’s chest.
Heartbroken Little Knife simultaneously drew his knife, the blade like a glistening autumn water, eting the Spiral Qi shot from Ting Shui’s Finger Snapping Divine Skill.
"Ding" — taking advantage of the impact of this Finger Snapping Divine Skill, Heartbroken Little Knife barely escaped the suction, his body turning along with his knife, a strong Demon Nature revealed from his face, his form turned half a circle in the opposite direction, ready to slash out a Sword Light like a full moon to break open the force field.
The cooperation between the two was almost to the split-second, mastering the timing, space distance, and force perfectly.
Yet, the corner of Jiang Dali’s mouth revealed a strange smile, "Since you vow to resist till the end, gaining martyrdom, the chief shall let you! Seek! Benevolence! Gain! Benevolence!"
His slowly clenched palm, completely tightened his grip.
Boom!!! —
The rippling Qi Force within ten zhang instantly collapsed under the pressure of an irresistible massive force, like a cloud of expanding smoke hitting four impenetrable copper walls and iron walls, rapidly compressing towards Jiang Dali’s clenched palm.
In the face of absolute power, all techniques and struggles are futile!
Heartbroken Little Knife and Ting Shui had no power to resist, like two leaves unable to oppose the hurricane, swept towards Jiang Dali.
Jiang Dali’s eyes suddenly beca like two lights shining in the dark, instantly hitting the two’s faces, their eyes eting, his six eyes gazed like thunder and fire colliding.
Hell Soul Swapping Scripture!
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