Chapter 89 - Cold-blooded Slaughter (1/2)

Translator: StarReader

Editor: p4553r

How could this be?

Zhuo Fan’s casual rise to his feet left everyone astonished, especially Qi Weilin.

The Soul Devourer passed on through generations, a Radiant Stage expert killer, was dealt with just like that?

“W-what is that?”

Qi Weilin now noticed the azure flame on Zhuo Fan’s forehead and exclaimed, “Did that thing remove the poison?”

The flame vanished the next second and Zhuo Fan had a wicked grin plastered on his face, “Ha-ha-ha, the dead needn’t worry too much.”

All of them were startled and took a step back.

They saw the terror Zhuo Fan could unleash and his words only worked to unnerve them.

But Qi Weilin gathered his courage when he noticed the Violet Canopy was still around Zhuo Fan, “There’s no need to worry, the brat is trapped under my spiritual weapon. There’s no way…”

Roar!

He didn’t get the chance to finish his flimsy reasoning as a dragon roar echoed and a black light ran through his chest.

With a jerk, Qi Weilin was left bleeding from his mouth.

“What… just happened?” As Qi Weilin wiped the blood away, he felt his body growing colder. His life was seeping away yet he couldn’t understand why.

He looked towards Qi Tianlei and the Song siblings only to find them staring at his chest. Qi Weilin looked down and discovered a fist-sized black hole spurting blood.

He noticed an identical hole at his back too. It was as if something had burrowed through his chest.

“How did… this happen…” Qi Weilin couldn’t comprehend what had happened even on the brink of his death. But when he looked at Zhuo Fan, his eyes narrowed.

Zhuo Fan was gasping beneath the Violet Canopy after using close to half of his energy, but his hand was still in the form of a dragon claw.

It just so happened that there was also a fist-sized hole in the canopy, aligned with his chest.

Only now did the horror and dread of what transpired got to Qi Weilin, “Monster! To force your way through a 4th-grade spiritual weapon… with only… your… body strength…”

Bam!

His body hit the ground hard, his eyes were still shocked and incredulous of what came to pass.

Zhuo Fan killed him in an instant despite being trapped!

Not even a Profound Heaven expert could display such power if they were in Zhuo Fan’s place.

[He… is an abomination that will end my clan…]

Along with the fear Qi Weilin felt, there was now endless regret…

“Ah!” Song Qian cried in terror while fleeing. Qi Tianlei and Song Yu’s knees softened, shivering all the while they ran alongside her.

Gasping, Zhuo Fan showed a vile smile of delight.

Wraith Style 2nd move, Ghostly Dragon Claw!

Among the profound ranked martial arts, Zhuo Fan could only employ one move fully, yet it still sapped half of his strength.

[But the power makes it all worth it!]

The Wraith Style was suited to a body cultivator, the stronger the body, the more outrageous the blows. However, the end result exceeded Zhuo Fan’s imagination. It was a perfect match for his 5th-grade demonic treasure body!

At first, he only thought of giving it a shot in breaking the 4th-grade spiritual weapon. Yet the result showed that the spiritual weapon was like paper in front of the Ghostly Dragon Claw.

“He-he-he, I was right in my course of action. Since my freaky body refining worked, a stronger martial art was only fitting.” Zhuo Fan revealed a radiant smile.

Then, his wings whipped out with a flurry.

Rumble!

The broken Violet Canopy turned to pieces and Zhuo Fan eyed the trio in the distance with coldness. His wings flapped and he was on them in seconds.

He then blocked their retreat and the trio stumbled to the ground with pale faces.

“Go ahead, run!” Zhuo Fan’s vile smile was a prelude to the horror that followed, “Let’s see who’s faster, me or you?”