64 Rising (2/2)

Thus, no one believed that it was possible for true reincarnation. The soul was the core of a being. The everlasting system of the ancient devils was thought of as a method to bridge the gap between the young and the old, ensuring their affluence over every generation.

”You can never leave Zhen.” Taking in her enchanting scent, Chan Aiguo's ferocious eyes had widened to a frightening point. Whispering, he added, ”Become one with Zhen.”

Looking up, Zhi Ruo saw the hydra-attired devil shine with a deep black light. In the process, the figure of Que Nuying was beginning to dim, growing transparent as if she was a non-existent ghost.

When Que Nuying saw the vacant, dreadful stare of Chan Aiguo, she knew that it would be meaningless to beg. Screaming in terror, she cried, ”Please save me, Sister Ruo!”

Perceiving the piercing scream, Zhi Ruo remembered the vast efforts that Long Fengge had gone through to save and nurture every member of the Secret Legion. Unwilling to let his efforts go to waste, her mouth did not speak a single word, but her shadow had begun shooting toward the traitors.

Until Long Fengge came back, she would imprison them, but Chan Aiguo was someone who had to die. Staring at the pleading gaze of the once childish little sister who had clung to her at all times, Zhi Ruo let out a cold harrumph, ”Once Fengge is back, we'll decide your punishment.”

As the sole true master of the Secret Legion, this was also Long Fengge's decision on how to punish its members. From the beginning, the Secret Legion had its own set of rules to follow that diverged from the usual path of other societies and nations.

”Big Brother Fengge…?” Repeating the name, Que Nuying was shocked; her heart raced. But soon, she remembered her predicament and buried the thoughts for now.

Boom!

Colliding with the two traitors, Chan Aiguo's chokehold over the slender beauty was interrupted. Roaring, his pupils and muscles contracted, ”Fengge?!”

”Mn.” Meeting the hydra-attired man's stare, Zhi Ruo noticed that she was not looking toward her, and her phoenix eyes narrowed.

The two beauties thought that Chan Aiguo had cried out the name upon hearing Zhi Ruo's declaration, but his devilish pupils were obsessed and excessive. In the past, Long Fengge's mere name alone was not enough to set him off to such an extent; their world had greatly changed.

While Zhi Ruo was shooting toward the hydra-attired devil, she noticed that her steps had been pulled to an abrupt halt. Panicking, she thought, ”How is it possible that Chan Aiguo's power has reached such an extent?”

If so, the situation was bound to turn disastrous. Recalling the Devil Sect, Zhi Ruo had no recollection of the devils holding such strong power. In the future, she would need to sort out a plan to deal with them.

Thinking through her next action, Zhi Ruo stopped at the sound of a crisp, nostalgic voice, and she could feel her heartbeat rising.

”Zhi Ruo.” A mild, husky voice called out.

”I, Long Fengge, am back.”