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Li Yang felt a bit awkward but still smiled politely. "I think this is easier than killing a chicken. But are these really the elders of the Holy Witch Cult? Wasn't it said that the elders of the Holy Witch Cult possess strength comparable to that of Divine Realm experts? These people seem far too weak."
"Indeed, they are the elders of the Holy Witch Cult, Director Li. You still don't understand that it's not that these elders are too weak; it's that Mr. Jiang is too strong," Liao Yangmai said, his tone tinged with excitement.
"Uh!" Li Yang was left speechless, utterly shocked. If that were true, then Jiang Chen was incredibly powerful—killing Divine Realm experts as easily as one would kill a chicken. Even those in the Transcendent Realm wouldn't dare to boast like that.
Though it was a bold claim, no one dared to refute it at that moment. Even Liu Liangmei, who had been dissatisfied with Jiang Chen, fell silent, her expression darkening.
Delicious dishes were served one after another, and the atmosphere in the room grew tense. Zou Konghu and the other three elders of the Holy Witch Cult were filled with shame and anger but felt utterly helpless.
Shi Tao Di and the clan leaders of the Ma Family and Wu Family huddled against the wall, afraid to leave, trembling in fear and uncertainty. The rapid shift in circumstances was more intense than a roller coaster ride.
After raising his glass and sharing a drink with Zeng Xianyi, Li Yang, and others, Jiang Chen finally reined in the oppressive aura he had imposed on Zou Konghu and his companions.
The four of them felt a wave of relief wash over them; although they could move again, their legs were already incapacitated, leaving them no choice but to remain kneeling on the ground.
"You... who exactly are you? How can you be so powerful?" Zou Konghu asked, unable to hide his unwillingness to accept defeat. He had to acknowledge Jiang Chen's strength; only their leader could contend with him.
"You don't need to know that. After all, you're about to die. Where is your Saint Witch Sect Leader? Bring him here," Jiang Chen said casually.
"Don't get too cocky. Don't think you're invincible; once our leader arrives, you'll understand what true power is," Zou Konghu replied solemnly.
"A mere Holy Witchcraft leader dares to call himself a god? How laughable," Jiang Chen chuckled.
"You may not believe it now, but when our leader comes, you'll regret it. No matter how strong you are, you won't be able to match our leader," Zou Konghu said confidently. This confidence stemmed from absolute faith in their leader—not blind faith but based on reality.
Zou Konghu did not deny Jiang Chen's strength; however, even if Jiang Chen were at the Transcendent Realm level, he would still not be a match for their leader.
Zou Konghu was not ignorant; on the contrary, he was clever. For him, killing Jiang Chen was as easy as killing a chicken, while their leader would find it even simpler—like squashing an ant underfoot.
Thus, Zou Konghu believed that Jiang Chen was no match for their leader.
"Elder Zou, given how things have progressed, what’s the point of saying such things? I see you were once one of us Huaxia People; you should know there's a saying: good and evil will eventually be rewarded. Heaven spares no one. You severed my limbs without killing me because you wanted to lure Mr. Jiang out, right? Now you've gotten your wish; Mr. Jiang can help me recover. Let's see if your leader can restore you to your former state," Liao Yangmai said as he raised his glass and took a big gulp of wine, sweeping away the gloom he had felt these past few days. It truly was a case of karma coming around—just days ago, he had been left lying on the ground like a dead dog after Zou Konghu had crippled him while Shi Tao Di and others mocked him mercilessly; today it was Zou Konghu's turn.
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