Chapter 1689 – Quashing (2/2)

Daoist Yufeng warned hastily as he had already witnessed the horror of this devil earlier.

*Pa!*

There was a sound of a tremble in the void before the sharp claw touched Jiang Chen’s body. Jiang Chen’s palm was currently grasping the claw of the old devil firmly.

“What?”

The old devil was shocked. Immediately, he exerted incredible strength but was even more horrified when he found out that no matter how much strength he exerted, his claw remained motionless. He wasn’t a fool. He knew that he had encountered a monstrous genius. He was afraid that he had kicked an iron plate today.

*Chi…* *Chi…*

Wisps of flames rushed out of Jiang Chen’s palm, like spiritual serpents. In the blink of an eye, the arm of the old devil was enshrouded by flames.

“Argh……”

The old devil let out a shrill cry. The cultivation law he practiced was evil; like the natural enemy of evil, the flame seemed to be making him suffer horrendously.

It was the Fire of Sun that had integrated with Jiang Chen’s energy. It wasn’t something that the old devil could withstand. His entire arm was instantly burnt to ashes.

*Swish!*

Light shone from Daoist Yufeng and Tianji Zi’s eyes. Jiang Chen’s growth had always transcended their imagination. Only now did Daoist Yufeng realize that his warning for Jiang Chen was completely unnecessary. This old devil, who was high and mighty and invincible to them, was as weak as an infant before Jiang Chen.

“Brat, I’m going all out with you!” The old devil roared loudly. Three figures encircled Jiang Chen all of a sudden.

Corpse puppets!

Jiang Chen’s eyes sharpened. There was no way he wouldn’t recognize it. He was too familiar with this sort of thing.

“It turns out that you are one of those scums from Corpse Yin Sect.” Jiang Chen smiled coldly. He didn’t feel the slightest bit of burden in killing the people of Corpse Yin Sect.

The three corpse puppets were of intermediate Immortal Emperor realm. Under the control of the old devil, the three of them lunged at Jiang Chen.

But to Jiang Chen, they posed no threat at all. He struck out a finger, three streams of sun fire rushed forward. With the sound of a blast, the three corpse puppets turned into a sea of fire and were burnt to ashes.

“Dammit! My corpse puppets!”

The old devil almost spurt out blood. The people of Corpse Yin Sect cared most about their corpse puppets. They always regarded them as treasures. The old devil had put most of his effort to refine the three corpse puppets. He couldn’t accept that his corpse puppets were so easily destroyed by Jiang Chen.

However, there was nothing he could do about it. This young man who came out of nowhere was too powerful, and he was no match for him.

“Brat! Just wait and see! Today’s matter isn’t over. Your sect will be levelled sooner or later.”

Leaving these string of words, he tore open the void and escaped. In his opinion, even if he wasn’t the opponent of the youth, it would be an easy task to escape with his life.

Edited by: Lifer & Fingerfox

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