Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Under the big banyan tree, Yang Fei's hands turned into a blur, rapidly assembling a gun, and a Barrett Heavy Sniper was almost instantly formed.

His dark barrel aimed directly at the forehead of the Snake-Eyed Monster.

The creature had a sinister smile of a scoundrel triumphant: "Chase me, come on, chase me!"

The center of the Snake-Eyed Monster's brow suddenly flashed.

A powerful True Martial Cyclone instantly formed.

At the same time, the figure of the Snake-Eyed Monster suddenly became as if shadow-like and illusory.

Bam!

Yang Fei's Barrett Heavy Sniper fired with a bang.

With a miserable cry, amidst the black mist, the Snake-Eyed Monster tumbled to the ground.

His head exploded, becoming a blood gourd, looking extremely terrifying.

Yang Fei did not relax, aiming the Barrett at his heart, and fired another shot.

The high-speed rotating bullet nearly shattered the Snake-Eyed Monster's chest.

Amidst the flying flesh, the monster's organs were already devastatingly damaged.

However, to Yang Fei's astonishment.

Despite such severe injuries, the Snake-Eyed Monster did not die but could not move.

Yang Fei's gun was pointed at the monster's smashed watermelon-like head, his expression very cold.

The monster immediately began to wail.

"You... you can't kill me, I am of the Wu Clan."

"If you dare to kill me, my clan will surely kill all..."

Bam!

Yang Fei pulled the trigger, and the high-speed rotating heavy sniper bullet shot out.

This shot directly blew open that person's head completely.

Amidst the bloody mess, the monster's face was no longer recognizable.

From his blood-stained snake eyes, he venomously stared at Yang Fei.

"You... you won't die well, the Wu Clan will surely kill all of you..."

After saying this, he finally died.

Yang Fei shrugged and cursed.

He casually riffled through the monster's body and discovered a dark token and a chessboard-like object.

The chessboard was only palm-sized, carved with mottled patterns, yet exuded a bloody, deep, and desolate aura.

Yang Fei only glanced at it, shuddered, and quickly tucked it into his chest.

Just after killing the monster, nearby sentries began to rush over.

He dared not linger, holding the Barrett Heavy Sniper, he disappeared into the night.

A small squad of sentries rushed over, seeing the corpse of the Snake-Eyed Monster, they immediately cried out in alarm and hurriedly reported to headquarters.

Half an hour later, in front of the demon army headquarters tent.

On a makeshift stretcher lay the bloody corpse of the Snake-Eyed Monster.

Several senior commanders of the demon army, including Zhong Xiang and Bimos, gathered around, discussing intensely.

Chen Xingzhu's delicate and charming face was so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

The venomous look in her eyes flashed, as though nothing had happened.

Zhong Xiang and others speculated the monster's origins, but Chen Xingzhu remained silent, coldly watching the corpse.

Zhong Xiang approached, looking very puzzled.

"Little Zhu, have you seen this person before? They seem very familiar to me."

Chen Xingzhu forced a smile.

"I've never seen him before, a new face, most likely a spy."

Zhong Xiang scratched his head, utterly puzzled.

"But, why do I feel like I've seen this person before, very familiar?"

Chen Xingzhu's face turned cold: "I don't want to talk about this, I'm tired."

She turned and entered the tent, taking two steps, then turned back.

"Axiaang, search his body, see if there's anything that proves his identity."

Zhong Xiang nodded, carefully searching the monster's body, but found nothing.

He reported the situation to Chen Xingzhu, who nodded, turned, and entered the tent.

As soon as Chen Xingzhu entered the tent, she could no longer suppress her anger and suddenly slammed the table next to her.

Crash!

The sturdy table turned into a pile of wood fragments, collapsing with a crash.

Zhong Xiang, who followed Chen Xingzhu into the tent, was startled, looking at her in shock and disbelief.

"What's wrong, why such a big outburst?"

Chen Xingzhu sighed and slowly sat down.

"Axiaang, there's something I've been hiding from you, hoping you won't blame me."

Zhong Xiang, seeing her serious expression, grew even more suspicious.

"What is it, Little Zhu? Between us, what can't be said?"

Chen Xingzhu sighed, motioning Zhong Xiang to sit down, leaning against his side.

"Actually, I'm not what you call a Heavenly Lucky Body. The reason I could break through the True Martial Realm without inviting Divine Punishment is because I met a priest of the Wu Clan."

Zhong Xiang was even more amazed: "Wu Clan priest? What kind of person is that?"

Chen Xingzhu shook her head: "I don't know his origins either."

"One winter, a beggar came to Red Leaf Villa, fell ill from begging."

"Out of compassion, I gave him a meal, some staff clothes, and sent him to the hospital for treatment."

"Later, after being discharged, this beggar found me."

"He claimed to be a priest of the Wu Clan, capable of helping me break through the True Martial Realm without incurring Divine Punishment."

Zhong Xiang was even more amazed: "Someone in this world can escape Divine Punishment?"

Chen Xingzhu nodded: "At first, I didn't believe it either."

"However, at that time, I had already broken through Gang Strength, lingering in the Realm of Transcending the Divine for a long time."

"I yearned to break through my Martial Arts Realm, so I gave his method a try."

Zhong Xiang's eyes widened: "You... did you succeed later?"

Chen Xingzhu nodded.

"Following his method, I indeed successfully broke through to the True Martial Realm, and there was no Divine Punishment."

At this point, she looked apologetically at Zhong Xiang.

"However, this method was somewhat unfair to you."

She lowered her eyes and said softly: "The priest's method is very peculiar."

"He said that those of the Wu Clan are favored by the heavens, and the True Martial Realm would not attract Divine Punishment."

"He drew runes with his own blood, connecting my aura with his, using this method to evade Divine Punishment."

"But he and I must never be apart. Once separated, Divine Punishment could descend at any time."

Instantly, Zhong Xiang's eyes widened.

"Never be apart? Does that mean between you and him..."

Chen Xingzhu shook her head, expressionless: "Don't misunderstand."

"He might have feelings for me, but in this world, I only love you."

"There's nothing between us, just that our intimate actions are hard to hide from him, so..."

Zhong Xiang gritted his teeth, making a grinding sound.

"Where is he, why can't I sense his existence?"

Chen Xingzhu sighed: "He's of the Wu Clan, able to hide his form."

"My aura is linked with his, I can sense his presence, yet you cannot."

Zhong Xiang's face flushed: "That bastard!"

Chen Xingzhu shook her head: "Don't be angry, he's already dead."

Instantly, Zhong Xiang was dumbfounded.

"You mean, he's the corpse outside?"

Chen Xingzhu nodded affirmatively.

"I don't know much about the Wu Clan, but from this priest, I sense their terrifying nature."

"Now that the Wu Clan's priest has died here, this matter is larger than the sky. We must prepare for everything."