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“Who are you? I don’t remember meeting you, and if I had, I certainly wouldn’t forget!” Kane An said hoarsely, staring at the ‘target’ casually standing before him.
At the same time, he subtly made internal gestures with his hand, causing slight shifts in the positions of the others around him.
Yet, Yang Xiaoyou remained completely unfazed by their movements, as if he hadn’t noticed at all, still standing there nonchalantly.
“I thought I would never have a chance to wake up again, nor did I want one. But unexpectedly, I run into you at a time like this. Tsk tsk, your body is truly nostalgic. That unique taste of blood, the way you chewed your fingers and swallowed them one by one while watching your stomach churn was simply intoxicating. It’s a pity; I had many more experiments I wanted to conduct on you. But human bodies are just too fragile,” Yang Xiaoyou seemed to reminisce at that moment, his eerie ruby-like eyes reflecting an unsettling strangeness.
However, his words sent a chill rising from the depths of the hearts of those present.
They were all beings of Momentum Level and should not have been so easily shaken. Yet, the nature of his words created an immersive feeling for them.
“Madman!”
“Oh right, I am a madman! Hahaha! A madman who came from the future! The first successful user of your Fate Project! The greatest beneficiary of your immortality plan! Hehehe!” Yang Xiaoyou appeared utterly unconcerned and recklessly revealed everything.
The other three might still be somewhat unclear about the situation, but Kane An, who had barely managed to squeeze into the upper echelons of the organization, gradually showed a look of shock on his face.
“You!”
After the initial shock faded, Kane An’s expression shifted to one of wild joy. “Haha! You’re digging your own grave! As long as one of us four can escape, you’re doomed! There’s no chance of survival under the organization’s hunt!”
“Yes, I’ve fully experienced how profound your Foundation is and how extensive its reach is. A decade of torment in hiding is indeed unbearable,” Yang Xiaoyou replied calmly to Kane An’s words.
Yet his response filled Kane An’s heart with dread. He understood all too well how powerful the organization was. If they were determined to eliminate the current United States President at any cost, he would definitely not survive a week.
But what did those ten years mean? Did it imply that he wasn’t valuable enough to warrant serious targeting? However, he knew all too well how enticing the Fate Project was for those who wished for immortality!
To survive alone for ten years in such an environment?!
His expression shifted rapidly, a mix of uncertainty and dread crossing his face. The news was far too significant; he needed to adopt the most cautious approach!
After quickly making a decision, he suddenly shouted, "Split up and retreat! As long as one of us can escape and relay today's information, that person will earn great merit and could even be promoted to the organization's decision-making level!"
In the midst of his speech, he erupted with energy, sending snow flying in all directions as he charged forward, creating the best cover for himself.
Having survived the organization's relentless pursuit for so long, coupled with their earlier performance, it was clear they were dealing with a monstrous presence. The four of them might not be able to handle this opponent. The most important thing now was to deliver this intelligence. It was their highest priority!
The remaining three were also exceptional individuals, executing the command with utmost precision. In an instant, the four figures dashed off in four different directions.
Four peak-level experts at Momentum Level fleeing in four directions—there was no way any human could intercept them all!
However, this was only something that 'humans' could not achieve.
‘Puff’ ‘Puff’ ‘Puff’ ‘Puff’
Just as the four figures scattered in different directions, they hadn’t even covered ten meters before blood erupted from their bodies!
The three team members could only tremble slightly as their mouths moved, but soon the light in their eyes dimmed. Their life force rapidly drained away, and after a brief shake, they collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
Only Kane An seemed to have his legs brutally broken; he lay on the ground struggling, the gaping wounds and protruding bones at his severed legs were horrifying.
With his hands pressed against the ground, witnessing the changes around him, disbelief and terror filled his face. Fully aware of his dire situation, he saw a figure approaching slowly—hands dripping with blood like a demon—and a look of despair crossed his features as he raised his hand to strike his own head.
But during that motion, his arm suddenly detached from his body and flew away.
"Whoever is within ten steps of me will have their life or death determined by my will. This is an established fact recognized by all who know me. If I want you dead, you will inevitably die; conversely, if I choose not to let you die, you cannot escape it. When you find release is entirely up to me," said Yang Xiaoyou in that calm tone as he approached Kane An, looking down at him with an Eerie gaze. His ruby-like eyes instilled a profound fear deep within Kane An.
Meanwhile, Qian Kai, who had been staying in the valley with Zhang Liang, sensed the violent and ominous aura emanating from ahead and couldn’t help but shiver.
Even from such a distance, it brought him an unsettling feeling. What kind of existence was this? What kind of force was at play?
Why is there such an ominous feeling, a sensation that grips the heart?
This is not merely a disaster; it feels like calamity itself! It’s as if nature is roaring in fury, even surpassing the sense of catastrophe brought by the blizzard raging outside tonight!
On the other side, Zhang Liang, though not as deeply affected, understood the terror of this 'alumnus' all too well.
The last time he faced a blow from this individual, it was only due to the opponent's mercy that he stood here intact. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for him to remain whole!
That ominous aura, that sense of destruction, raged like a disaster for a full three hours before finally coming to an abrupt halt.
Not long after, a frail figure emerged from the storm.
It was Yang Xiaoyou!
However, at this moment, his face appeared extremely pale, and the snowflakes on his head and clothes gave him a sickly appearance, as if he might collapse with just a gust of wind.
Yet, his steps remained resolute and powerful. Only Qian Kai and Zhang Liang could comprehend the suffocating strength hidden beneath that frail body—how terrifying it truly was.
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