Chapter 1 The Showdown

Old Man Shui wiped the green blood from his mouth, spat fiercely on the ground, and glared at the now-visible chairman: "Damn you, I almost fell for your scheme..."

The chairman stood in mid-air and sneered, "Old man, do I need to scheme to deal with you? You think too highly of yourself. If that guy hadn't interfered last time, you would have been buried without a trace long ago!"

Jiang Cheng and the others were still hiding in the layers of vines, only able to look out through a gap in the middle. Through the conversation between the two, it was clear that the old grudge from many years ago was not as simple as Old Man Shui had said. It seemed that Old Man Shui was able to escape because of a powerful helper.

"Enough nonsense, the Ferry Gate has been destroyed. Today is your death day!"

Old Man Shui roared, leaning forward, making a gesture as if preparing to unleash a powerful move. On the other side, Wu had already quietly disappeared.

A cloud of black mist vaguely appeared behind the chairman. Immediately afterwards, Wu flashed out, not using his blade, but instead changing his fist into a claw, grabbing towards the back of the chairman.

This claw attack was fierce. If it landed solidly, it looked like it could at least inflict serious injury.

But the next second, the chairman, whose attention seemed to be drawn to Old Man Shui, twisted his body without warning, dodging the attack at an angle that no human could achieve. And that wasn't all. At the same time as he turned around, he attacked fiercely, grabbing Wu's wrist with one hand, while black gas suddenly emerged from his other hand, striking towards Wu's chest. Desperate cries could be heard from the black gas from time to time, and faint images of painful faces could be seen.

"Crap..."

Fatty's heart clenched. It seemed that this chairman's combat experience was in no way inferior to Wu's. The conversation with Old Man Shui just now was just a feint, and he had been secretly guarding against Wu.

To everyone's astonishment, the chairman's fist pierced through Wu's chest, but the next second, the chairman's body suddenly paused, because the Wu he had hit, although severely injured, showed him a strange smile. His two hands clasped together, tightly gripping his wrist, not letting him retract it. And this Wu's aura...

At this moment, he keenly noticed that another aura had appeared beside him. The chairman had no way to avoid it, so he could only twist his body, his left leg as swift as a blade, cutting horizontally. The Wu who had just appeared was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest. But this Wu also gave up on defense, taking the blow head-on, while also tightly hugging the chairman's leg.

The two severely injured Wus simultaneously raised their heads, showing the chairman strange smiles, and at the same time, their faces slowly melted. No, it was that the two bodies were simultaneously changing shape. Soon, two completely different figures appeared before the chairman: a woman soaked from head to toe, her face indistinguishable, and a scarecrow covered in thorns.

Just then, the sound of something cutting through the air suddenly rang out from behind, as if a sharp weapon was chopping at him. Sensing this, the chairman instantly understood everything. The previous two attacks were feints, and this blade strike from behind was the real killing move!

The chairman was indeed the chairman. In an instant, he burst out with astonishing power. He swung the wet woman, who had relatively weak power, towards the blade coming from behind, wanting to use the woman to offset the damage of the strike. And he did succeed. The woman, already seriously injured by him, was unable to move under the suppression of this complete power.

However, when the chairman really turned around, the scene before him made his pupils shrink. The attack from behind was indeed blocked, but it wasn't Wu at all. It was the tall male corpse he had seen before, wielding an axe. The male corpse's face was wrapped in layers of transparent tape, making him look extremely terrifying.

And that huge axe also slammed into the wet woman's back. Taking advantage of the momentum of the forward charge, the tall male corpse directly abandoned the axe and instead hugged the chairman's remaining right leg.

With one arm and two legs grabbed, the chairman was in a dilemma. According to his strength, he could originally break free, but now it was too late, because a truly terrifying power had quietly appeared behind him.

A chilling light flashed, and Wu fearlessly struck with his blade. The chairman, with no way to avoid it, could only concentrate his power on his back in a hurry. Countless faces rushed out of the black mist, densely covering his back, biting and squirming at each other, as if growing out of his back. And the next second, that blade cut through the faces, and also cut through the chairman's body behind the faces.

The wall of faces composed of human faces exploded with a bang. After succeeding, Wu quickly sheathed his blade and retreated. But the Heart-Eating Demon, the Scarecrow, and the Murder Demon obviously didn't have such speed. The three of them were caught in the blast and thrown far away. Fortunately, Old Man Shui controlled the vines in time to catch them.

But when the vines unfurled, the tragic scene before them deeply shocked everyone. A large chunk of the Scarecrow's chest was caved in, and the Murder Demon had lost an arm and a leg. But the most miserable was the Heart-Eating Demon, who was the first to attack. A large hole was pierced through her chest, and one could see directly through to the other side from the front. And as the Heart-Eating Demon turned around, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath. A large axe was砍 sticking in her back, the head of the axe even half-buried in her body. The degree of her suffering was imaginable.

The Heart-Eating Demon raised her head, her gaze complicated as she stared at the Murder Demon. The Murder Demon was obviously stunned for a moment, then moved his feet, stiffly turning his body, not looking at the Heart-Eating Demon.

Fatty actually saw a trace of embarrassment on the Murder Demon's terrifying face. He didn't know if the Murder Demon was crazy, or if he himself was crazy.

In the end, the Scarecrow couldn't stand it anymore, walked forward, stretched out his rough hand, and forcefully pulled out the axe, then threw it at the Murder Demon's feet.

Now Fatty was sure that he was crazy, or that he was being interfered with by illusions. After all, these guys were no strangers to him. In their respective worlds, they were all dominant existences, killing people when they met people, and slaughtering Buddhas when they met Buddhas. But he didn't expect that they would be ruined in their old age, meeting Wu and kicking a steel plate.

Then they were tamed into the most considerate thugs. If he remembered correctly, there was also the biggest of them all, the Starving Ghost, who hadn't shown up. The Starving Ghost was also a good guy, helping to create snow scenes in Rong City and bringing the doctor and Lady Dahe together.

Fatty's thought process had always been peculiar. For example, right now, everyone was paying attention to the battle above. After the violent explosion, the chairman slowly appeared, but this time, he no longer had his previous composure. The chairman frowned, his clothes were also damaged in many places, and his chest rose and fell sharply.

A hideous scar appeared on the chairman's back, and blood soaked his outer clothes. Blood was still splashing down along his trouser legs. He prided himself on being careful, but accidents still happened.

The chairman's gaze swept over the crowd below, especially Old Man Shui, the Murder Demon, and other strange beings, and finally turned his gaze to Wu. "So many of you ganging up on me, isn't that a bit much?"