Left Ear Yearning

Chapter 918 - 918 911 Scared to Death


918: Chapter 911: Scared to Death 918: Chapter 911: Scared to Death Primordial Heaven Middle Stage means shit?


When Ye Chenfeng sneered and shouted this, standing at the front of the training field, Zhou Lengkong of the Blood Sword Sect and Yi Nanzhong of the Flying Dagger Sect, these two old men really wanted to burst into loud laughter.


It was clearly Ye Chenfeng who had been blasted away by Wang Muchong, yet Ye Chenfeng was still shamelessly boasting, which was simply ridiculous.


Standing above the Bone Melting Pool, Wang Muchong, upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s words, was just about to utter some taunting remarks when suddenly the ground beneath his feet vanished, and he plummeted downward.


This gave him an intense sense of crisis, but it was too late to react.


“Ah~”


As Wang Muchong fell into the Bone Melting Pool, an extremely eerie scream echoed from within, causing everyone present to shudder, goosebumps breaking out all over their bodies.


With a “bang!”


A black shadow suddenly burst out from the now-opened Bone Melting Pool.


Could it be that Wang Muchong wasn’t dead yet?


The black shadow that rushed out of the Bone Melting Pool heavily slammed onto the ground.


Everyone on the training field could clearly see who it was—the figure was indeed Wang Muchong.


However, at this moment, everything below Wang Muchong’s waist had been corroded away, and blood was continuously flowing from the stump of his torso.


The remaining upper half of his body convulsed uncontrollably, his throat bursting out cries of agony as his hands tightly clutched the ground, his ten fingers fully buried into the soil.


As time ticked by, the screams from Wang Muchong’s throat gradually ceased.


He lay on the ground, his eyes deadly fixed on Ye Chenfeng, who was not far away.


Using his hands, he unwillingly crawled towards Ye Chenfeng.


During this crawl, his intestines and other viscera slipped out of the tear in his torso.


Wang Muchong clearly felt his life slowly slipping away, yet he was truly unwilling, extremely so.


Today he should have been able to easily deal with Ye Chenfeng, but how had it come to him being sent to meet King Yama by Ye Chenfeng?


This was something he couldn’t accept.


He currently possessed the strength of the Middle Stage of Primordial Heaven and had a forty percent confidence of reaching the Peak of Primordial Heaven within twenty years.


But all of this had been ruined by this bastard Ye Chenfeng.


Standing at the forefront of the training field, Zhou Lengkong and Yi Nanzhong, who were guarding Sun Boyi and others, were completely petrified upon witnessing these sudden changes.


Watching pieces of intestines flow out of Wang Muchong’s body, their faces instantly turned pale and their bodies began to tremble slightly.


As Wang Muchong’s lower half had been completely corroded away, he could no longer exert the True Energy Force, and had great difficulty crawling in front of Ye Chenfeng.


He tried to lift his blood-soaked hand to grab Ye Chenfeng’s pants, but Ye Chenfeng casually kicked him away.


After that, Ye Chenfeng walked up to Wang Muchong, stepped on his chest, and smiled, “Just now, you seemed to say you had the ability to make me slap you again, right?


Do I have the ability to slap you now?”


“Slap!


Slap!


Slap!


Slap!


Slap—”


Before Wang Muchong could answer, Ye Chenfeng delightedly slapped his face.


Wang Muchong was already a dying man, so there was no Soul Force in Ye Chenfeng’s slaps, he was merely enjoying the sensation.


Ye Chenfeng knew that if he had died by Wang Muchong’s hand, then Wang Muchong would definitely target his family.


So Ye Chenfeng really didn’t need to pity Wang Muchong.


The world is cruel like this—if you have a soft heart, you will eventually pay with your life.


After about a minute, Ye Chenfeng stopped and stepped off Wang Muchong’s chest.


Wang Muchong’s face was completely disfigured, blood gushing out.


With his last breath, he stared at Ye Chenfeng and said, “You curse, even if you kill me today, what about it?


If I hadn’t fallen into your trap, you would never have been able to kill me.


Just wait for the Yun Tian Sect to hunt you down!


Wait and watch your loved ones die one by one!


With your strength alone, you can’t possibly contend with the Yun Tian Sect.”


On the other side, standing at the front end of the practice ground, Zhou Lengkong and Yi Nanzhong immediately snapped out of their fear upon hearing Wang Muchong’s words.


Zhou Lengkong grabbed Sun Boyi, and Yi Nanzhong seized Sun Xiaoli.


Both knew they were no match for Ye Chenfeng, and their only option was to use Sun Boyi and the others as leverage against Ye Chenfeng to potentially save their own lives.


In their eyes, these Heaven Rank individuals were utterly powerless in the hands of two Innate Realm experts.


“Ye Chenfeng, if you know what’s good for you, let us go, or we’ll take a few of you down with us even if it means our death,” Zhou Lengkong yelled, his hand clutching Sun Boyi’s neck, toward Ye Chenfeng.


“Ye Chenfeng, just let us leave, and we absolutely won’t harm your relatives,” Yi Nanzhong also tightly gripped Sun Xiaoli’s neck.


From a distance, Wang Muchong, who lay dying on the ground, initially had dimming eyes.


But upon seeing the actions of Zhou Lengkong and Yi Nanzhong, he bit his teeth and spirited up, striving to not let his life force slip away too quickly, and roared at them, “Good, you two are doing very well.


When you return to the Ancient Martial World, you must report this incident to Yun Tian Sect, and then you will be heroes of Yun Tian Sect.”


Then, Wang Muchong turned to Ye Chenfeng and said, “So what if I have fallen into your trap?


Can you now disregard these people’s lives?”


Ye Chenfeng nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, ignoring Wang Muchong on the ground and looked at Zhou Lengkong and Yi Nanzhong, saying, “Are you sure you want to do this?


Then you may proceed.”


Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng’s words, not only was Wang Muchong puzzled on the ground, but Zhou Lengkong and Yi Nanzhong were also confused.


They wondered to themselves, could Ye Chenfeng truly be so heartless?


Zhou Lengkong, with his grip on Sun Boyi’s neck, roared, “Ye Chenfeng, you’re forcing my hand here.


I’ve heard Sun Boyi is your grandfather-in-law, right?


Well, I’m about to send your grandfather-in-law to Yama’s Palace.”


“Grandfather-in-law, can you stop playing now?


Show these idiots the strength you possess,” Ye Chenfeng casually said.


As Ye Chenfeng’s words fell, a powerful aura suddenly burst forth from Sun Boyi and Sun Xiaoli, a daunting pressure of the Sky-Breaking Realm emerged, causing Zhou Lengkong and Yi Nanzhong, who were only at the Initial Stage of the Innate Realm, to feel a surge of blood in their bodies and continuously step back.


Realizing the power of Sun Boyi and the others, Wang Muchong, Zhou Lengkong, and Yi Nanzhong shook their heads vigorously in disbelief, unable to conceive that all these individuals were high-level experts of the Sky-Breaking Realm, and nearly all at the peak?


“Alright, everyone, gather at the practice ground,” Ye Chenfeng bellowed toward the members of the Wind Guard Team.


Soon, figures began appearing on the practice ground, and as Wang Muchong, Zhou Lengkong, and Yi Nanzhong sensed that these newcomers were all high-level experts of the Innate Realm, they were struck dumb with terror.


Watching the gathering of Innate Realm experts growing larger on the practice ground, and the mixing of Innate and Sky-Breaking Realm auras, Zhou Lengkong and Yi Nanzhong’s breathing became increasingly rapid.


Their heart rates accelerated until at one moment, they couldn’t catch their breath and were literally scared to death by the force before them.


Meanwhile, Wang Muchong lying on the ground kept roaring, “Impossible, how could this be possible?


How can there be so many high-level ancient martial artists in the Secular World?”


“Do you still think Yun Tian Sect can easily kill me now?” Ye Chenfeng casually said.


“You, you, you—”


Wang Muchong’s breath cut off abruptly, his eyes wide open as he died, an utterly disgraced death for a high-level expert of the Middle Stage of Primordial Heaven.


(To be continued.


If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote and support on Qidian.


Mobile users, please read on .)