Chapter 1118 - To Die Out of Loyalty (2/2)

Eyes full of surprise, Wang Sheng nodded. “You’re right. I did read a lot of information about you.”

“Then, did you forget my identity and about Chinese medicine?” Tang Xiu probed smilingly.

Expression slightly changing, a bad feeling filled Wang Sheng’s heart and he asked in a heavy voice, “What do you mean?”

“Heh, why bother asking since you have guessed it already?” Tang Xiu sneered. “My subordinate may have gotten you severely injured, but she got a clear order from me, so she’d never kill you. If anything, your life force is leaking out fast because you’re trying to commit suicide when she was not aware of it, to begin with. But I’m a Chinese medicine practitioner. As long as I don’t permit you to die, you won’t die even if you try your best to kill yourself.”

“Goddammit!”

Wang Sheng’s expression twisted. He was indeed trying to commit suicide by using a special mean to destroy his vitality. Tang Xiu’s remarks, however, gave him deep dread since he never feared death. Being alive was much more dreadful to him.

Tang Xiu squinted and went on to deliver his mental attack to wreck Wang Sheng once again. “Further, you should know some about my identities, but you don’t know a lot more about me. I don’t think you know about my other identity as a cultivator, no? Let me tell you frankly. That Elder Wei from your organization has been slain by me. He was nothing but a weak Golden Core Stage, yet he dared to be arrogant before me. He deserved death.”

“THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE!!!” roared Wang Sheng. Dread and horror were evident on his face.

“Impossible, huh? Hahaha…” Tang Xiu sneered. “Do you think ants like you guys can figure out my means if any? There’s something else I can tell you. As a cultivator, I still have many more means unimaginable to you. Such as technique to scrutinize your soul—the Soul Scouring Art. I can search your memory five minutes after you died and get the answer I wanna know from your mind.”

Soul Scouring Art?!!

Isn’t that the extremely sinister technique mentioned in the legends? A secret art that only devils can master? Oh, GOD! If he’s telling the truth, I’m afraid I can’t keep any secret of the organization even if I completely die now. I know too much. Once my memory is checked by him, it will definitely cause great harm to the entire organization!

“KILL ME NOW!!!”

Wang Sheng suddenly looked up and yelled at the night sky.

Tang Xiu’s expression changed as he noticed that Tang An also vanished instantly. He instantly unleashed the divine sword from his body. It then formed a sword image that covered the sky and streaked upward turbulently. At that moment, a ghostly figure clad in a black night coat with a golden mask and a shovel on his back suddenly appeared in the midst of layers of swords images.

ROAR…

The chilling and turbulent energy suddenly blew toward the people in the surroundings. Even those who were comparable to the Foundation Establishment Stage experts were forced back and felt suffocated as they constantly retreated backward.

The mysterious thin man with the golden mask looked as though a solitary boat in the roaring, violent sea. He flew frantically in the midst of sword tides as he shed his blood. A sharp flying knife then shot toward Tang Xiu’s chest, causing the clothes on Tang Xiu’s chest to explode. Yet, the flying knife only left a faint mark on it and was unable to pierce the skin.

“Interesting!”

Tang Xiu instantly streaked up and closely trailed the mysterious man. Had he not reacted fast enough a moment ago, that flying knife would’ve pierced Wang Sheng’s head, instead of hitting his chest.

That was an act to silence the witness! This kind of ruthlessness was the style of the Darkwind organization in handling their affairs. Yet, the other party’s forbearance evoked Tang Xiu’s admiration regardless. The man was able to forbear until the end, and it was very likely that he had heard what he just said to Wang Sheng.

“Impossible!”

The mysterious man’s voice was very hoarse as he exclaimed out in alarm. He was crystal clear about his own power, which was comparable to the Golden Core Stage cultivators. He exerted all his strength to shoot that flying knife, yet it only left a shallow mark on Tang Xiu’s body, not even able to pierce his skin. This was beyond his imagination.

The divine sword in Tang Xiu’s hand bolted lightning-fast toward the mysterious man, gifting him a serious bleeding injury several centimeters long. Afterward, Tang Xiu sneered at him. “I didn’t lie when I said that I’m a cultivator, yet my main practice is not cultivating True Essence energy but the Demon God’s physique refinement. You can say that I’m a body cultivator. You’ll never inflict any injuries on me unless you’ve reached the late-stage of Golden Core and used a divine armament to injure me.”

Puff…

Just as his voice faded away and right as a look of fear was cast on the man’s face, the divine sword swept away once again and directly slashed his body.

Wang Sheng wore a pained look upon witnessing the scene in mid-air. He knew very well about some special arrangements in the Darkwind organization. Every director assigned to a country was responsible for the entire intelligence operations, yet someone would also be arranged as a Finisher—or rather… a terminator.

However, his father was one of the Darkwind’s founders—a powerful man who held the power and rights to speak as one of the top three in the organization. Before he was sent to China, his father promised him that there would be no Finisher arranged for him. The old man said that he trusted him and that he would never betray him.

It turns out that Father never have, has, or will trust anyone. Not even his own son.

The heartbreaking pain engulfed him. His father was a man he respected and admired the most in this world—someone he would never betray. Prior to this, he had even made up his mind to commit suicide to take the secret of the Darkwind organization to his grave… all for his father.

And yet, he found himself… wrong.