"Capture the person who's making a racket outside!" Xie Mu shouted furiously. It was unforgivable to interrupt Eviscerate at such an important time.
The Evil God Venerable and the other Upper-Level Ultimate Gods from the Ancient Evil Clan moved out after Xie Mu's order. Jing Wuhen could not resist so many attacks and was captured in less than a hundred moves. The Evil God Venerable recognized Jing Wuhen, but he was surprised that Jing Wuhen dared to come alone.
"Isn't this Sir Wuhen? What's wrong? Are you here to save Lin Feng? " The Evil God Venerable had a mocking smile on his face, and the other experts of the Ancient Demon Clan also had mocking smiles on their faces.
Jing Wuhen's face was a little pale, but his eyes were filled with killing intent. He hated himself for not being strong enough. Otherwise, he would have killed those bastards!
The Ancient Evil Clan should not exist in this world.
"Bring him in!"
Xie Mu's voice came from the house again. The Evil God Venerable did not dare to laugh and could only drag Jing Wuhen into the house.
Jing Wu Hen pushed open the door and saw Lin Feng, who had already lost consciousness. Lin Feng was floating in the air, his arms were wide open and his face was contorted in pain. The evil tomb's left hand was like a sharp knife, it could pierce Lin Feng's left ribs at any moment.
"You're Jing Wuhen?" A smile appeared on Xie Mu's face. He had heard of Sir Wuhen. He was the third place in the Western Regional Tournament and was considered a nobody.
However, with the appearance of the Evil Temple and the other ancient clans' geniuses, a nobody like Jing Wuhen was no longer worth mentioning.
"Seal his vitality." Xie Mu glanced at the Evil God Venerable and said indifferently.
Hearing that, the Evil God Venerate nodded. Then, he patted Jing Wuhen's shoulder with his left palm. Jing Wuhen felt a powerful and unshakable energy seal her meridians, preventing her Yuan Qi from being mobilized. Jing Wuhen used a very long time, but she still couldn't shake the seal.
Jing Wuhen knew very well that he was sealed.
"Despicable! Shameless!" Jing Wuhen roared furiously. Her eyes were blood-red, and her entire body was filled with a violent aura. However, she was helpless.
"Hehe, today, I'll show you how your friend Lin Feng's cultivation will be crippled and how he'll become a proud son of the Ancient Evil Clan."
Puchi!
Said Xie Mu mockingly. Before Jing Wu Hen could finish talking, the sound of a knife piercing through flesh spread in the air. Xie Mu's hand had pierced through Lin Feng's ribs. Lin Feng looked like he was in pain, he was sweating profusely.
Xie Mu looked ferocious. He looked excited and impatient. He moved even faster. He touched Lin Feng's left rib. Lin Feng's body was filled with the strength of the Chaotic Body. If the Chaotic Body disappeared, Lin Feng would become a piece of trash.
Said Xie Mu smiling. He didn't care if Lin Feng died or not, he only cared about the Evil Palace and the Ancient Evil Clan's geniuses.
They were the future hope of the Ancient Evil Clan.
Puchi! Xie Mu's right hand pierced through Lin Feng's right rib and touched the Chaotic Body.
"Lin Feng, you'll become a great hero of the Evil Palace, haha!" Said the Evil Tomb excitedly. Then, he moved his hands away and grabbed Lin Feng's Pure Chaos Strength. If he put that Pure Chaos Strength into the Evil Tomb's ribs, the Evil Tomb's body would become a Pure Chaos Body.
"No, no, you're an animal, you're an animal!"
Jing Wuhen stared at the bloody scene in front of her with blood-red eyes. Her bloody hands held the green chaotic energy. It was like glass from beyond the nine heavens, but it was also like the energy of a god. However, it was forcefully taken away just like that.
Jing Wuhen was furious, but he could not break free from the Evil God Venerate's restraints. No matter how he struggled, he could only watch helplessly as his friend was humiliated and stripped of the glory and glory that belonged to him.
"No, no, how could you do that!" Jing Wuhen's face turned deathly pale. He was paralyzed on the ground. He looked terrified. His friend's Chaotic Body had been taken away. That was even more painful than Jing Wuhen's.
Jing Wuhen couldn't imagine what Lin Feng would do if he lost his Chaotic Body. What would he think of the world?
A piece of trash?
Was Lin Feng going back to his old self from two hundred years ago? Countless people laughed at him, humiliated him, despised him, and even the one he loved the most had left him. Was that what Lin Feng wanted?
Lin Feng's eyes were wide open. He didn't feel any pain, he just felt hopeless. His pure Chaos strength was being drained out of his body bit by bit. Lin Feng knew that he was going to become a piece of trash, even worse than a piece of trash.
Lin Feng had the impression he was going back to his old self from two hundred years ago. Everywhere he went, people mocked him. Did he want to be that Lin Feng?
No, Lin Feng didn't want to become that Lin Feng. He didn't want to lose his Chaotic Body. He couldn't let the Ancient Evil Clan have their way. Everything was unfair.
"What should I do? What should I do?"
Asked Lin Feng. He was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand up. How could he resist?
The Evil Palace was still taking away Lin Feng's Chaotic Body. Even though the Evil Palace's face was deathly pale and he looked like he was in great pain, he looked excited. If he could control the Chaotic Body, he would become a peerless genius. Nobody would be stronger than him.
"Lin Feng, you made me stronger, but I'll be even more outstanding than you!" Whispered the Evil Palace. He looked at Lin Feng, who was in so much pain. He didn't want to give up, but when he thought about Lin Feng's future, everything was going according to plan.
Nobody knew how Lin Feng had been deprived of his chaotic body. Nobody knew how he had fallen. Everybody just wanted to know how the Evil Hall had risen to prominence. They wanted to know how he had climbed to the top of the world, how he had enjoyed the glory and respect of the Evil Hall.
Lin Feng used to be a king, but now he was just a skeleton, nothing more. Lin Feng used to be a king, but now he was just a skeleton, nothing more.
Time passed. Lin Feng's body was almost empty. All the Chaotic Body was being transferred to the Evil Palace. The Evil Palace's Qi was filled with strange energies, but he was extremely excited.
From now on, he was going to be a real genius. The Evil Palace was going to become the most powerful cultivator in the Ancient Clans and Ancient Sects.
He would also remember that Lin Feng was a pitiful person, but he would forget about Lin Feng, that was normal.
It was over.
Lin Feng's body had been destroyed by the evil graveyard. Everything that belonged to Lin Feng had been taken away. The Evil Palace was becoming more and more powerful. Lin Feng would be buried under the sands of the vast ocean.
The Evil Palace looked at Lin Feng and ignored him. He didn't want to waste his energy on a piece of trash. He was going to become the strongest cultivator in the future.
"I'm going to practice cultivation." The Evil Palace took a deep breath. His body was filled with Chaotic Qi. He looked even more mysterious and terrifying.
The Evil Palace pushed open the door and left the room. The Evil Palace took a deep breath. His hands were covered in Lin Feng's blood. He wiped the blood on his robe and threw it at Lin Feng. Then, he glanced at the Evil Palace Zun and shouted, "Release Lin Feng and Jing Wuhen. Let them die on their own."
"Understood!" The Evil Palace Zun nodded. He looked at the Evil Palace Zun and left. Only three people were left in the room: him, Lin Feng, and Jing Wuhen.
Evil God Zun felt like he was dreaming. Lin Feng, who had been invincible before, had lost all his Chaotic Body energy. He had become a piece of trash.
The Evil God Venerable suddenly felt empty in his heart. Everything seemed so unreal.
He sighed. Maybe that was Lin Feng's fate. Without the Chaotic Body Zun, Lin Feng was just a piece of trash.
"Go, you guys can go." The Evil Palace Zun let go of Jing Wuhen, but he didn't undo the seal.
Jing Wuhen's face was deathly pale. He couldn't imagine how he had managed to carry Lin Feng away from the Ancient Evil Clan.
Jing Wuhen was hugging Lin Feng and walking aimlessly for three days. They didn't know where they were going, but in front of them was a mountain valley. It was pitch-black all around. Lin Feng's future was bleak and gloomy.
"Cough, cough, cough, Wuhen, put me down."
Lin Feng, who was in Jing Wuhen's arms, slowly came back to his senses. He coughed and coughed. It was difficult for him to speak.
Jing Wuhen looked happy. Lin Feng had finally woken up.
"Alright, alright, let's go to the valley."
Jing Wuhen nodded. She grabbed Lin Feng and jumped into the valley. It was only a few thousand meters deep. Even though Jing Wuhen didn't have any pure Qi, she could still control herself.
After jumping into the valley, Jing Wuhen slowly put Lin Feng down. Lin Feng's ribs were slowly healing.
But in Lin Feng's heart, it was a scar that would never heal.
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