"Speak quickly!"
Fang Cheng shouted in a low voice, his fist clenching tight, his knuckles cracking.
"Boy, show so respect!"
Chen Hongye snorted coldly, his face full of displeasure:
"You dare to boast in my presence just because you killed a hungry ghost I raised."
"Back in the day, I dominated the Martial World, and those organization leaders and warlords treated with utmost respect. Soone as inexperienced as you doesn’t even have the right to speak to ."
He lifted his chin, his crimson eyes filled with sarcasm:
"If you truly want to know the details of that fire, then kneel and kowtow to . Maybe if I’m in a good mood, I might tell you in detail."
He paused for a mont, then added:
"But even if you knew everything, it wouldn’t change a thing; it would only add to your suffering."
His tone was icy, as if enjoying Fang Cheng’s restrained fury, trying to ignite it further.
Fang Cheng’s chest heaved, his body leaning slightly forward, the rage in his eyes almost surging out.
That monster ntioned his father’s death, and provoked him with this contemptuous attitude, reaching the deepest reverse scale in his heart.
"Fang Cheng."
Suddenly, a gentle voice whispered in his ear,
and then a warm hand softly grasped his tense fist.
Lin Chuqiao walked up beside Fang Cheng, her figure appearing gentle yet resolute in the firelight, her gaze filled with concern as she looked at him.
Feeling the murderous intent surging around Fang Cheng, she lightly squeezed his hand, her palm conveying silent comfort and trust.
Fang Cheng took a deep breath, trying to calm his turbulent emotions, quickly regaining his composure.
He turned to look at Lin Chuqiao, a hint of gratitude flashing in his eyes.
At this mont, Fang Cheng vaguely understood a little.
Maybe his uncle and the professor ca to Tian Nan Province precisely for this guy associated with his father.
At this ti, Chen Xu’an, who had been standing behind Fang Cheng, seed to co to his senses.
His face was pale, but the fire of anger in his eyes had not extinguished. Suddenly he spoke:
"Mr. Bai! In dealing with a devil like this, we don’t need to concern ourselves with principles. Let’s join forces to subdue him, and then any issues can be resolved!"
His voice carried a desperate resolve, with a hope of risking everything.
At this mont, Pan Wendi also stepped forward, spitting on the ground, his expression vicious:
"Exactly! With so many of us attacking it, can this monster escape even with wings?"
Bai Ling followed closely, swinging his fist in support:
"Yeah, boss, let’s take on this guy together!"
Lin Chuqiao held Fang Cheng’s hand, her eyes shining as she said,
"Whatever you decide to do, go ahead and do it. We will always stand by you."
Her voice was gentle yet filled with strength, aiming to give Fang Cheng the greatest support.
Fang Cheng nodded slightly to her, then turned his gaze back to the monster erging from the fire.
At this mont, there seed to be flas burning deep in his eyes, a sign of impending combat readiness.
Chen Hongye sneered, yet there was disdain all over his face:
"Hahaha, join forces to attack ? You’re dreaming. Why don’t you look around and see who is truly besieging whom?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Xu’an and Pan Wendi felt a chill in their hearts, and they quickly turned their heads to look around.
They saw that those Chen Family mbers who had been kneeling on the ground out of fear were now slowly standing up.
Their eyes were hollow, faces expressionless, yet their mouths curled into strange smiles.
Their movents were stiff, like puppets on strings, slowly moving towards Fang Cheng and the others.
As if awakened corpses, their eyes held nothing but numbness and murderous intent.
"I’ve painstakingly planned for so many years, enduring suffering, employing countless tactics beyond your comprehension."
Chen Hongye’s voice beca dark and haughty, filled with a kind of contempt from above:
"The so-called noble families are rely my food reserves."
"It’s a pity that if I could have waited another month, smoothly entering the Inheritance Secret Realm, absorbed more Spiritual Power, and completed the blood fusion, I would have fully resurrected and returned to human form."
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his voice, eyes brimming with murderous intent.
"It’s all because of you bastards ruining my plans!"
"Now I’ll use all of you as substitutes. As long as I kill you and consu your flesh and blood, I will definitely beco younger and stronger!"
At this mont, there was madness and greed flashing in his crimson eyes.
Before his words faded, an invisible energy wave suddenly spread out from Chen Hongye.
In an instant, an icy wind arose out of nowhere, like countless invisible hands sweeping up ashes and sparks from the ground, instantly surrounding the crowd.
The once blazing bonfire crackled violently, the flas suddenly roaring higher into the sky.
The flas glowed eerily blue, like ghostly fire from the underworld.
Amidst the howling wind, countless sparks danced like innurable blue will-o’-the-wisps, creating a frightening scene.
From all around ca shrill cries of grieving, accompanied by nurous vague, twisted ghostly apparitions erging from the depths of darkness.
They brandished claws, carrying bone-chilling cold, screeching as they lunged at everyone.
The surrounding scenery instantly beca blurry, the view engulfed by shadows and blue fire.
It was as if everyone had been placed in the Ninth Nether Purgatory, with scorching scorched earth beneath and wails of the dead echoing in their ears.
Lin Chuqiao used her hands to shield against sparks and sand, loudly reminding everyone:
"Everyone, keep your wits about you, don’t let his illusions affect you!"
At the sa ti, a layer of misty white light emanated from her body, blocking the black ghostly shadows that pounced on them.
This was the Qilin Protection Talisman at work.
Pan Wendi and Bai Ling were also enveloped in white light, able to ward off the ghostly shadows and phosphorescent fire attacking from all around.
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