482 Human or Ghos (1/2)

Liu Jiang stared at Mo Wen, his eyes filled with the intention to kill. Initially, Liu Jiang had taken no interest in this random stranger, but, to his surprise, Mo Wen had actually planned to escape with the Phantom Wolf Cat. On top of that, Mo Wen was with the girl.

A covetous lover and a perfectionist, Liu Jiang instantly felt like he had been cuckolded. Even though he had no relationship at all with Chen Zi, in his mind, any woman that he had taken an interest in was his exclusive possession. Regardless of whether it was in the past or in the future, nobody else could touch her.

”Brat, put down the Phantom Wolf Cat. Go and die.”

The young master was enraged. Of course, one of his subordinates jumped at the chance to defeat Mo Wen and then brag about his performance. Without saying a word, a middle-aged man stepped forward and appeared in front of Mo Wen. He raised his arm, planning to give Mo Wen a forceful slap.

To create a dramatic effect, the middle-aged man even kindled his Inner Qi, creating a faint sound of thunder. For him to do so was flashy and unnecessary. In fact, in the real battle it would affect his fighting capacity; however, the middle-aged man believed that with his cultivation at the intermediate stage of Embryonic Breathing realm, he could easily defeat this youth with a single blow.

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth lifted up slightly. A dim golden light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, the middle-aged man was frozen to the spot, as though he had been bewitched with a binding spell. His hand, which had been about to strike Mo Wen, froze in mid-air too. All sound of thunder and wind had disappeared, as though it was one of those days where loud thunders were merely followed by a light drizzle.

”Slap yourself in the face,” Mo Wen said nonchalantly.

A strange scene occurred. The middle-aged man, who was frozen to the spot, obeyed the command to slap himself in the face. A thump sounded. The middle-aged man's face was imprinted with five bloody streaks. His cheekbone collapsed. It was as though he had wanted to send his own head flying off his neck.

The chilling scene continued to play out. After the man had slapped himself once, he showed no signs of stopping, continuing to slap his own face. His head changed shape at a speed that the naked eye could just about follow. His orifices were bleeding and his expression was terrifying and hideous.

There were already people screaming uncontrollably from the crowd which had gathered to watch in the surrounding streets. They were shocked to the point that their hair stood on end. This method of near self-mutilation was terrifying and strange to witness.

Chen Zi's face was also slightly pale. Her small hand was covering her mouth and her eyes were turned to one side. She did not dare to look at the middle-aged man.

Liu Jiang and the rest were alarmed. They were so shocked that they took a while to respond. No one could wrap their head around it. What was happening? Why did it seem as though they had encountered a ghost and had been bewitched?

The head of the man that had drastically deformed finally could not take it anymore. Like an exploding watermelon, his head split apart. His body twitched a few times and collapsed on the ground. He was no longer breathing. The entire street was quiet, descending into a death-like silence. For a while, no one made a sound.

”You want to steal my things?” The corners of Mo Wen's mouth curled into a playful smile. His gaze slowly turned towards Liu Jiang.

”I...I…” Liu Jiang, who had not yet recovered from what he had just seen, immediately had his aura cut down to size. He was so scared he could not say anything for a while. His eyes flashed with fear and doubt. He looked at Mo Wen as though he was a monster.

”You...Don't come over...Attack, kill this brat. I will reward you heavily…” Liu Jiang retreated, pushing his subordinates towards Mo Wen. He was indeed frightened. With just a few words, this young man had actually tortured an intermediate stage Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioner to death.

”Just now, we must have been bewitched. Let's all attack together. We aren't afraid of him, right?” A filthy short guy lost his patience and encouraged his companion to attack Mo Wen with him. He refused to believe that this youth was really capable of bewitching them. Even if Mo Wen was a Golden Elixir realm ancient martial arts practitioner, it would be impossible for him to kill an intermediate stage Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioner with just a few words.

In order to prove that Mo Wen was not so frightening and bewitching, the man forcibly suppressed his inner consternation. He was the first to attack Mo Wen.

”Kneel,” Mo Wen said gently.

The man who had attempted to attack Mo Wen froze on the spot instantly. His gaze went blank and he kneeled with a thump. He kneeled without hesitation, faster than he would have kneeled in front of his parents. He started kowtowing with all his might, knocking a hole on the hard, bluestone floor.

The ground shattered and fresh blood flowed from the short guy's head. His head gradually deformed, but he didn't seem to notice it one bit. He still frenziedly kowtowed his head to the ground. It was as though the ground had killed his father and he was seeking revenge, directly using his head as a hammer. The bizarre scene seemed to indicate that the self-mutilation scene from before would play out again.

Chen Zi covered her red lips, staring at Mo Wen in shock. She had goosebumps all over her. Right now, as she stood beside Mo Wen, she actually felt cold. It was too bizarre. She had spent the last few days with Mo Wen and did not expect him to be so frightening. His magic was so strange. No matter what Mo Wen said, the others would obey, even if it meant death. This was too terrifying! If Mo Wen said to her, ”Marry me”, would she obediently marry him? A strange idea popped into Chen Zi's head. But immediately, she secretly loathed it. She couldn't believe what she was thinking.

”Ghost!” Liu Jiang let out a loud, blood-curdling scream. Trembling, he turned around and ran away. He was on the verge of soiling himself he was so frightened.

The other few Jianyou Sect's ancient martial arts practitioners were shocked too. They weren't concerned with the orders of their sect leader anymore. Their lives were more important. All of them took to their heels.

”All of you, come back here.” Mo Wen laughed coldly. His eyes once again flashed with a blinding golden light. The bodies of the few people who were running away shook, then the bizarre scene happened again. The few who had barely managed to run a distance came walking back obediently, like the most obedient kittens.

With Mo Wen's soul power and his use of the Divine Soul Trillion Layers technique, even Golden Elixir realm ancient martial arts practitioners would fall for his technique, let alone a few Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioners. Only the pinnacle of Golden Elixir realm ancient martial arts practitioners as well as Martial Arts Grandmasters would not be affected by the Divine Soul Trillion Layers.