Divine War Pill Emperor

Fang Yinzi appeared for only an instant.

But in that instant, everything changed.

No one even had time to react to the sudden appearance of another person—no, a Ghost.

Even Grand General Ming Zhe was sent flying by the Ghost that was Fang Yinzi.

"GASP..."

"Who is he?"

"I don’t know. Some supreme expert."

The onlookers who witnessed this all gasped, and cries of alarm erupted from the crowd.

Jiang Chen had been on the verge of being killed by Grand General Ming Zhe, but the sudden reversal of the situation caught everyone off guard.

Even Crown Prince Wen Shixuan, City Lord Zhao Bing, and Qin Yun were all staring blankly.

They stared in a daze as Grand General Ming Zhe, a master at the Martial King Eighth Layer Heaven, was sent flying in a single exchange.

It was too incredible to believe.

They didn’t even notice that Mr. Gu had already snuck away in the chaos.

Qin Muxue didn’t even have time to ask what was happening.

"Kid, I’m here."

The Ghost that was Fang Yinzi gave Jiang Chen a gentle smile.

His attitude was friendly.

Jiang Chen was still in a state of shock.

His injuries had now completely healed.

He hurriedly bowed to Fang Yinzi. "Thank you for saving me, Senior."

He had originally thought the Spell Fang Yinzi gave him would be useless, since Fang Yinzi had already tricked him once before.

With no other choice, he had given it a try as a last resort.

Unexpectedly, it had actually summoned Fang Yinzi.

And he could feel an aura from Fang Yinzi that inspired an urge to worship.

It was a sign of Fang Yinzi’s unfathomable power.

The very fact that he could instantly appear in Guyue City from Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain was shocking enough.

"No need to be so polite with me."

"I’m just repaying a favor."

"It’s only right that I help you."

He laughed heartily and glanced around.

"So this is Guyue City. Heh heh, looks like I’ve returned."

He seemed as happy as a little old man.

He seemed to know of Guyue City.

But he hadn’t forgotten the matter at hand.

He turned to Jiang Chen and asked, "So, who do you want me to kill?"

"Point, and I’ll kill."

Fang Yinzi declared, his voice filled with domineering power.

To him, killing someone was as simple as swatting a fly.

He wouldn’t even blink.

His terrifying aura frightened the crowd of onlookers, and they all fell to their knees in submission.

Only then did Jiang Chen turn to look at Wen Shixuan and the others.

His heart grew cold, and his killing intent flared.

Just moments ago, he had nearly been killed by Wen Shixuan and his men.

He first looked for Grand General Ming Zhe, but couldn’t see him.

"WHOOSH..."

Just then, a whistling sound came from high above.

Jiang Chen looked up in astonishment.

He saw a figure falling from the sky.

Plummeting headfirst toward the ground.

Wasn’t that Grand General Ming Zhe, the one Fang Yinzi had sent flying earlier?

"THUD!"

With the sound of a heavy impact, Grand General Ming Zhe slammed viciously into the ground, causing a powerful tremor to run through the earth.

"Uh..."

Jiang Chen froze.

He looked at Grand General Ming Zhe.

He saw Grand General Ming Zhe, now smashed into the ground, convulsing as blood gushed from his body uncontrollably.

He was still struggling on the ground.

His limbs twitched a few times, and then he simply stopped breathing.

He had fallen to his death.

The great Grand General Ming Zhe, a man with Martial King Cultivation, had fallen to his death.

It was an absurdly anticlimactic end.

Jiang Chen stared in bewilderment at the dead Grand General Ming Zhe.

Looking up again, he wondered just how high Fang Yinzi had sent the Grand General flying for him to only be landing now—and dying on impact.

"Heavens, isn’t that Grand General Ming Zhe?"

"He’s not moving. Did he fall to his death?"

An uproar went through the crowd.

They were completely stunned.

He was merely sent flying by Fang Yinzi, and the fall alone had killed him.

A master at the Martial King Eighth Layer Heaven, no less.

A cold sweat broke out on everyone’s brow.

They looked at Fang Yinzi with even greater terror.

Wen Shixuan trembled violently.

He couldn’t believe his eyes. His most capable subordinate, the most powerful Grand General of the Fire Sparrow Kingdom, had been so brutally killed by a fall.

"PFFT!"

He had already lost an arm to Jiang Chen’s earlier attack, and now, seeing Grand General Ming Zhe fall to his death, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His Kingdom Guards had already suffered heavy casualties, and now Grand General Ming Zhe was dead as well.

He had lost his pillar of support.

In the future struggle for the throne, he would now stand no chance against the other Princes.

The thought that the Sovereign’s throne was now beyond his reach made his chest ache. He saw stars and began coughing up blood again and again.

Finally, he collapsed to the ground.

"No, Ming Zhe..."

"You can’t be dead..."

He let out a desperate roar.

Zhao Bing was scared out of his wits.

Gazing at Fang Yinzi, he felt that he could die at any moment.

He started to back away in terror.

"Him..."

Just then, Jiang Chen’s finger shot out, pointing directly at Zhao Bing.

A chill went down Zhao Bing’s spine.

Cold sweat instantly poured down his body.

"No, no, no, this is a misunderstanding..."

"Jiang Chen, I beg you, spare me."

Zhao Bing was terrified. For the first time, he felt so close to death.

"SHING!"

Fang Yinzi, still standing in the same spot, instantly fixed his gaze on Zhao Bing.

Zhao Bing’s entire body tensed up.

"Die."

"Anyone who bullies my young friend dies."

Fang Yinzi extended his seemingly ethereal, ghostly hand and made a beckoning gesture at Zhao Bing.

The next moment, Zhao Bing felt his body seize up before he was uncontrollably lifted into the air, flying straight toward Jiang Chen.

"WHOOSH!"

He appeared in Fang Yinzi’s hand.

"Mercy, Senior, mercy..."

Zhao Bing had wanted to kill Jiang Chen before, but now, all he could do was beg for mercy.

No one could have expected such a turn of events.

He begged endlessly.

But Jiang Chen paid him no mind.

He could not show these people any mercy.

"POP!"

Fang Yinzi simply squeezed his hand.

Like a balloon being popped, Zhao Bing instantly exploded.

He exploded, vanishing into thin air.

Zhao Bing became the second person to die at Fang Yinzi’s hands.

The first had been Grand General Ming Zhe. Although he had fallen to his death, it was more accurate to say he had been killed by Fang Yinzi.

After all, Grand General Ming Zhe wasn’t someone who could be killed by a simple fall. He must have already been on the brink of death before he even hit the ground.

Seeing this, Wen Shixuan, Qin Yun, and Qin Muxue all felt a chill run up their spines.

After crushing Zhao Bing to death, Fang Yinzi said nonchalantly, "Young friend, who else? You name them, I’ll kill them."

His domineering presence was so immense that he terrified countless people just by standing there motionless.

Jiang Chen raised his hand and pointed at Wen Shixuan.

At that moment, Wen Shixuan’s face twitched violently.

His expression changed drastically. He never imagined that trying to steal Jiang Chen’s Black Fire would lead to such a disastrous result.

His subordinates were decimated, and even Grand General Ming Zhe was dead.

In that moment, his only thought was to escape.

He hastily took out a purple scroll.

He viciously squeezed a drop of blood from his fingertip and quickly dripped it onto the scroll.

"HUMMM..."

In that instant, the scroll flashed with a burst of purple light.

Then, Wen Shixuan was enveloped by the purple light.

He shot a sinister grin in Jiang Chen’s direction. "Kid, this isn’t over."

With that, the purple light began to flash wildly.

Amidst the flashing, Wen Shixuan’s figure gradually faded away.

"Hm?"

"A Space Transmission Axis."

Fang Yinzi grunted in surprise.

But he still reached out and made a grasping motion at the empty air!

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