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At this moment, the elders of the Holy Witch Cult were unwilling to be involved any further. Zou Konghu, witnessing this scene, erupted in anger and began to curse loudly.
"Shut up," Jiang Chen said casually, and with a wave of his hand, Zou Konghu was sent flying into the air, exploding like a watermelon. The brutality of the scene sent chills down everyone's spine.
The high-ranking members of the Holy Witch Cult were drenched in cold sweat, their fear evident from their pale faces and trembling bodies. The extent of their terror was clear; it was enough to make them lose all composure.
With a thud, they fell to their knees, abandoning all dignity in the face of death.
"Zeng Lao, Old Li, you can handle these people," Jiang Chen instructed, as a fist-sized flame ignited in his hand. The flame soared into the air before transforming into a small fireball the size of a plum blossom, which then entered the bodies of Sang Xiang and the others.
"Mr. Jiang, what was that just now?" Sang Xiang couldn't help but ask. Although the flame had entered their bodies without causing any immediate harm, Sang Xiang and the others felt an unsettling sense of foreboding.
Jiang Chen glanced at the elder who had just helped Zou Konghu. Before the elder could react, flames erupted from his body, reducing him to ashes within seconds. The heavy rain washed away any trace of him; his death was utterly tragic.
The air fell into a brief silence as Sang Xiang and the others stared in shock, gasping for breath. Who would have thought that such a small flame could be so powerful?
Sang Xiang felt like crying but had no tears left; he had just escaped the clutches of the Holy Witch Cult only to fall into another nightmare. Moreover, Jiang Chen was even more ruthless than the cult itself, employing such terrifying methods. Fear gripped Sang Xiang's heart as he worried he might also be turned to ash.
"If you behave well, nothing will happen to you," Jiang Chen said calmly.
Sang Xiang and the others nodded vigorously in agreement.
"Alright, now that everything is settled, let's go back," Jiang Chen said.
As for Shi Tao Di and the others, there was no need for Jiang Chen to deal with them personally; he left that to Liao Yangmai. There was no need for him to take care of everything himself.
The boat docked, and Zeng Xianyi and Li Yang gathered Sang Xiang and the others for control. At this moment, Zeng Xianyi's Martial Arts Special Forces and Li Yang's four divine beasts finally came into play.
Meanwhile, Shi Tao Di and his Shi Family were pleading for mercy from Liao Yangmai.
"Shi Tao Di, I take back what I said about arranging work for you at the quarry yesterday. I won't kill you; instead, I'll arrange for your Shi Family to work at a nursing home. If you behave well, things will go smoothly for you; otherwise, you know what will happen," Liao Yangmai sneered.
Shi Tao Di sank into despair; all hope was lost.
However, upon hearing they could save their lives, the Shi Family felt a sense of relief. Today had been terrifying; witnessing how easily Jiang Chen wiped out an entity like the Holy Witch Cult made them regret ever aligning with it. They wished they had never submitted to the cult in the first place; it was too late now.
The Ma Family and Wu Family were relieved beyond measure.
This night would undoubtedly be sleepless for everyone in Fenglin City as well; the tremors from earlier had yet to subside.
When Zeng Xianyi's Martial Arts Special Forces saw the Holy Witch Cult members who were captured without a fight, they exchanged glances, thinking, "I haven't even made my entrance yet, and the battle is already over."
"Instructor Liu, what about the Saint Witch Sect Leader? Did you all manage to kill him together?" Zhao Rong couldn't help but ask.
"He was killed by Mr. Jiang; it has nothing to do with us," Liu Liangmei replied.
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