Wang Zhong’s lips bled, his face contorted in feigned, overwhelming disbelief.
He stiffened, turning his head, and stared fixedly at Shangguan Youlan, coughing up blood as he croaked, “Senior Sister, you…”
“Senior Sister?” Shangguan Youlan’s face was expressionless, though the slight upward curve of her lips seemed to indicate a smile. Yet, this smile was too cold-blooded, too merciless.
“You’ve mistaken me for someone else!”
“Shangguan Youlan was killed by me not long ago. I merely stripped her skin and wore it to assume her form.”
“My name is Qian Bian, the fifth elder of the Sacred Spirit Cult!”
Wang Zhong’s hand suddenly clamped down on the slender arm that had pierced through his chest, his expression turning ferociously savage.
Had his senses betrayed him?
“What did you say?!”
“Killed her not long ago!”
Seeing Wang Zhong’s enraged and savage expression, Qian Bian seemed to have found the most amusing toy, her face forming a shape resembling a smile for the first time.
“Does that make you feel a little better?”
“After all, we were from the same school. Despite our conflicts, the bond of fellow students still existed.”
“Being betrayed by your own Senior Sister, killed from behind… such pain is unbearable…”
Qian Bian ignored Wang Zhong’s grip on her arm, and the terrifying force that threatened to shatter her bones. The pain was far less than the joy she felt at this moment.
“But, let me tell you.”
Qian Bian’s tone turned playful and repulsive. She craned her neck and leaned close to Wang Zhong’s ear.
“In this world, there is no Shangguan Youlan, only Qian Bian!”
“It was me who fought you, it was me who was the sister from your school, and it was me who was part of the invincible combination ruling the campus with Si Qianyi and others.”
“Your Senior Sister has stabbed you in the back!”
Wang Zhong’s grip tightened, his expression growing more ferocious. However, this expression bored Qian Bian; it wasn’t the reaction she desired.
Compared to anger and ferocity, she craved disbelief and collapsing wails.
But considering her relationship with Wang Zhong was only a few encounters and a single spar, without any emotional foundation, the so-called betrayal meant little.
“Your current expression is far less interesting than those on Si Qianyi and Lu Xiaoshuang’s faces!”
“When I killed them, they were in extreme pain and madness!”
Wang Zhong’s expression shifted from ferocity to cold, sharp fury.
“Uninteresting!”
With that, Qian Bian’s smile faded, and she coldly expressed her disdain.
She yanked her arm, intending to pull it out of Wang Zhong’s chest, but to her surprise and slight panic, she couldn’t!
How could someone without a heart, on the verge of death, still possess such strength!
An ordinary person would die without a heart, but Wang Zhong wouldn’t!
Although her strength couldn’t compare to a Demonic Human, she was still a being whose soul ring configuration was on par with, or even surpassed, a Demonic Human.
“Die, you bastard!”
Wang Zhong roared. Though he had conflicts and grievances with Si Qianyi and the others, they were the pride of the Spirit Hall, the foundation of its future development. Yet, Qian Bian, as the identity of their friend Shangguan Youlan, had personally killed them!
Wang Zhong could vividly imagine the betrayal and their pain and cries at that moment.
His powerful fist strike stirred up a fierce wind, making Qian Bian’s long hair dance like snakes.
Wang Zhong’s angry blow was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks. Qian Bian had witnessed it firsthand. Despite her strength, her physical body was still flesh and blood. A direct hit from this punch would have killed her, awaiting her next cycle of reincarnation.
As death loomed, she showed no fear, her expression filled with utter disdain and mockery.
The punch descended, its force swirling, but the furious strike slid past Qian Bian’s cheek. The powerful force was fully unleashed upon the ground.
The earth cracked, debris scattered, and a massive pit appeared, testifying to the might of Wang Zhong’s punch.
“This…”
Wang Zhong’s body trembled. In that instant, his body had moved uncontrollably, changing direction mid-swing, allowing Qian Bian to dodge the fatal blow.
The cause of all this was the blood within his body!
“Qian Bian, you’re still so fond of your sick games.”
The Blood Demon walked to Wang Zhong’s side. It was then that Wang Zhong saw a crystal-clear blood orb, the size of a pearl, suspended in the Blood Demon’s right hand. Blood continuously flowed from his pierced chest and merged into it.
“Heh, Blood Demon, you’re no different.”
“You just resurrected and you already massacred a village, draining everyone and turning this place into a bloodbath. Your sick games are even worse than mine.”
Qian Bian retorted with a disdainful cold laugh. She yanked her arm again, attempting to pull it from Wang Zhong’s chest, but to her bewilderment, she still couldn’t.
“Blood Demon, stop playing!”
“Release your control over Wang Zhong! His skin is of great use to me!” Qian Bian said solemnly.
Though she had left the school, she had informants there. She knew Wang Zhong had been taken as a disciple by Bibi Dong, and she wanted to use Wang Zhong’s identity to orchestrate a grand spectacle.
“I’m not controlling him!” The Blood Demon was momentarily stunned by Qian Bian’s words. Apart from that brief instant when he had temporarily controlled Wang Zhong’s body with blood, he had done nothing since.
Something was amiss!
The thought surfaced in both their minds simultaneously, and at that very moment, an unexpected event occurred that made them widen their eyes and tremble all over.
Fiery red bubbles, as if alive, emerged from Wang Zhong’s body, forming an ethereal, foamy red robe. As the bubbles increased, the foamy robe became more solid.
A fierce and violent aura erupted like a volcano, soaring into the sky, cleansing the heavens and earth, shattering all the surrounding pointed stone pillars.
“This… this is…”
“Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox!” Qian Bian shrieked.
“How can it be? How can it be here! How is it inside Wang Zhong!” The Blood Demon also roared, feeling a primal fear emanating from his core at the foamy red robe appearing on Wang Zhong’s body.
Millennia, eons of struggle. The terrifying power of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox struck them with fear and dread from the depths of their souls.
Time and again, they had resurrected from death, seeking to kill the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, but had never succeeded!
Even the Cult Master had died countless times under the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox’s claws!
“It’s already dead! Why! Why!” Qian Bian frantically tugged at her arm, tearing at her flesh, trying to break free from Wang Zhong’s grip, but it was futile.
A strange power held her fast!
A blood-red robe wrapped around her entire body, soul power like silken threads covered her, and three blood-colored fox tails swayed, causing the sky to darken and the earth to crack.
Her fiery red fox eyes, filled with absolute savagery and ferocity, fixed on Qian Bian. Wang Zhong roared, his right hand transforming into something resembling both a fox claw and a human hand, clenching into a fist as he struck out.
The world changed color, thunder rumbled, the earth collapsed, and countless massive rocks were ripped from the surface and flung into the sky.
Qian Bian’s entire being exploded, turning into a sky full of blood mist!
The ferocity of the Nine-Tailed Fox Robe, the might of a single punch, could shake heaven and earth!
Witnessing Qian Bian die before his eyes, the Blood Demon was nearly scared out of his wits. His body immediately split apart, transforming into hundreds and thousands of bats that scattered in all directions to escape.
“Trying to escape!”
A deep, hoarse voice, filled with bestial madness, and with three tails moving, caused the countless bats to explode on the spot. Only a few dozen remained, fleeing desperately in one direction.
“Not so fast!”