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A tremendous killing intent erupted from Fang Chen like a volcanic explosion at that moment. Gray Wind, carrying a heavy aura of death, swept outwards.
A chilling coldness seeped from the void, causing the temperature in the area to plummet instantly.
Fang Chen's handsome face was now completely indifferent, a coldness devoid of any emotion. Beyond the indifference on his face, a piercing cold light flickered in his dark eyes. Without uttering a word, he stepped towards Zhao Lie, his killing intent growing ever stronger.
As Fang Chen moved, Gray Wind followed suit. Surrounded by this gray wind of death and exuding a chilling killing intent, Fang Chen resembled a god of slaughter emerging from the Netherworld.
"No, please don't kill me!"
Under the overwhelming killing intent, Zhao Lie was already filled with extreme fear. Overwhelmed by terror, his mind began to crumble. At this moment, he had lost all the arrogance of being a member of the Zhao Family; all that remained was endless dread.
Not only Zhao Lie, but also Zhao Ye and Zhao Gang, who were nearby, fell into an abyss of fear under Fang Chen's immense killing intent. The three trembled uncontrollably, seemingly lacking even the strength to flee. Even Zhao Lie could only watch helplessly as Fang Chen approached him step by step, with no chance to resist—only an intensifying sense of panic consuming his mind.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Fang Chen's steps were not large; they could even be described as small. However, with each step he took, Zhao Lie and the others felt their hearts tremble violently. Their pupils dilated in horror as they shook violently, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.
As the primary target of Fang Chen's focus, Zhao Lie not only bled from his mouth but also from his seven orifices. He had begun to go mad, continuously screaming "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" While screaming, he clawed at the empty air beside him in a desperate manner as if encountering something terrifying.
"What a ruthless method!" Observing this scene, Zhao Li's pupils constricted slightly as he looked at the tall figure approaching him, feeling an increasing sense of dread and fear.
Under Fang Chen's tangible Killing Intent, he was the only one among the four who could still maintain clarity. Zhao Li understood that this clarity was not due to his cultivation in Alchemy Realm or because his mental strength was particularly strong enough to resist the invasion of Killing Intent. He remained clear-headed simply because...
Zhao Li raised his head and glanced at Fang Chen. Seeing that indifferent face resembling stagnant water, he couldn't help but let out a powerless bitter smile. His clarity was merely because Fang Chen deliberately allowed it; he chose not to let Zhao Li succumb to the Killing Intent and lose his sanity.
Seemingly sensing Zhao Li's thoughts, Fang Chen suddenly turned around. A cold smile appeared on his indifferent face: "I need an audience."
His voice was icy cold, and after those words echoed in the air, Zhao Li felt an even deeper chill in his heart. His clarity was merely because Fang Chen needed an audience to witness his revenge—that was all.
"What grudge do we have against you? Why must you be so... cruel?" Zhao Li stared intently at Fang Chen, his eyes filled with intense horror.
He did not understand how they had offended this clearly young man who possessed Alchemy Realm cultivation and overwhelming strength. Moreover, killing was one thing; what Fang Chen was doing to Zhao Lie and the others was no longer mere execution—it was clearly torture!
Using Killing Intent to invade the minds of the three, their mental state gradually crumbled, and during this process of collapse, they experienced incredibly terrifying illusions. Their minds were slowly worn down in these dreadful visions until their ultimate demise. For Zhao Li and the others, this process was an unbearable torture that could drive them insane.
Who is he? Why use such cruel methods?!
Amidst the thick confusion, Zhao Li was left with only one thought: who is Fang Chen? He didn't even consider how Fang Chen dared to kill members of the Royal Zhao Family, let alone commit such brutal murders.
"What grudge do you have against me?" Hearing Zhao Li's words, Fang Chen laughed, a booming sound like thunder and lightning, yet there was no hint of amusement in that laughter—only an extreme hatred.
"What grudge? I ask you why you killed Chan'er? Why!" Fang Chen roared, his gaze fixed tightly on Zhao Li. His handsome face had twisted into a terrifying grimace, and his dark eyes sparkled with a beast-like madness.
"Chan'er..." Startled by Fang Chen's horrifying appearance, Zhao Li paused for a moment. The name was somewhat unfamiliar to him, but it seemed he had heard it somewhere before.
Suddenly, he shuddered, his entire body jolting.
Chan'er, the maid of the Fang Family who was driven to death by Zhao Lie—wasn't her name Chan'er?
This person came for revenge for that maid!
In an instant, Zhao Li realized. But then he looked at Fang Chen's twisted and terrifying face and suddenly froze. Then he laughed bitterly, feeling utterly lost.
"You are Fang Chen." Zhao Li said with a grim smile.
Although he didn't know what Fang Chen looked like, he now understood that he was here for Chan'er's revenge and was so young—indeed a member of the Fang Family. With all these pieces coming together, Zhao Li was not a fool; he instantly recognized the identity of this terrifying youth before him.
Fang Chen! The one who carved a bloody path through the trials at Ziyang Sect, crushing everyone in his way. The one who stirred up boundless storms upon entering Ziyang Sect. Now, not only had he emerged from that secret realm, but his cultivation had also reached the Alchemy Realm—his strength was unfathomable!
Such a terrifying figure had arrived in Fengyan City and returned to the Fang Family while they had caused the death of his close maid.
"Close maid." Zhao Li chuckled self-deprecatingly, his expression filled with desolation.
Whether in front of Chan'er or after her death, he had heard many things—essentially that Chan'er's identity was far more than just a maid of the Fang Residence; her relationship with Fang Chen was extremely good. When Fang Chen returned, he would undoubtedly seek justice from them. However, at that time, Zhao Li had dismissed it entirely.
A maid, no matter how close their relationship could be—how significant could it really be? Moreover, in his view, someone like Fang Chen with limitless potential and who entered Ziyang Sect would surely not lack beautiful maids around him. By the time he truly returned, he would have likely forgotten about this maid named Chan'er.
It was this line of thinking that led Zhao Li and his group to remain unperturbed even after Zhao Lie forced Chan'er to her death. If it weren't for Fang Chen's status as an extraordinary disciple of Ziyang Sect, they probably wouldn't have come to apologize at all. After all, they were the esteemed Royal Zhao Family; within the Great Zhao Kingdom, very few dared to challenge them.
However, now Zhao Li realized that he was wrong, and very much so.
The young man, Heavenly Pride, in front of him was not only making things difficult for them because of that maid but was clearly intent on pushing them to their deaths.
At this moment, Zhao Li did not even dare to use his Zhao Family identity to threaten Fang Chen, urging him not to "make a mistake again." He understood very well that someone who had already joined the Ziyang Sect and was stirring up boundless turmoil even within the sect, like Heavenly Pride, could not be threatened by him. Moreover, judging by Fang Chen's current demeanor, Zhao Li had no doubt that if he did so, he would meet his end in the next moment!
Furthermore, Zhao Li even believed deep down that even if Fang Chen killed all four of them, the Zhao Family would not truly do anything to Fang Chen once they found out. They wouldn't even dare to blame the Fang Family. After all, he was a young man with limitless potential who had already entered the Ziyang Sect; such a figure was someone even the Zhao Family would not want to offend lightly.
Once offended, and unable to eliminate him before he grew stronger, it would become a significant trouble in the future, even a disaster. With Fang Chen's identity as a disciple of the Ziyang Sect, would the Zhao Family dare to openly kill him within the Great Zhao Kingdom? The answer was clearly no. Since they did not dare, it was evident that even if the four of them died, it would be in vain.
"Zhao Lie!" At this moment, Zhao Li felt an immense hatred towards Zhao Lie. Everything stemmed from him.
Ignoring Zhao Li's sudden display of resentment towards Zhao Lie, Fang Chen's twisted face suddenly revealed a cruel smile as he looked at Zhao Li and softly said, "Now you understand what grievances exist between us."
After saying this, he did not spare a glance at the dazed Zhao Li and continued to approach Zhao Lie step by step. At this moment, Zhao Lie was deeply immersed in a terrifying illusion of slaughter due to the invasion of Killing Intent; both his mind and body were at their limits. His face was almost unrecognizable, filled only with glaring crimson as if it had been washed over.
"Dying like this is too easy for you," Fang Chen murmured to himself. He stepped forward and instantly appeared beside Zhao Lie. Without any visible action from Fang Chen, when he appeared next to Zhao Lie, who had lost his senses due to the Killing Intent and was trapped in an illusion of slaughter, he surprisingly regained clarity just as his life approached its twilight.
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