"He's dead, he's dead." Yan Kong stared at Hades, who had been nailed to death.
Yan Kong's heart trembled as fear involuntarily welled up in his heart. That was Hades, the disciple of his uncle, Yan Tie. He also knew a secret — Hades wasn't only the disciple of his master, he was also the son of his uncle.
His uncle, Yan Tie, was a monster, a pervert, and an extremely selfish person. It was impossible for him to hand over all of his abilities to others, even to his nephew. Back then, Yan Tie toyed with a young woman, and that woman accidentally became pregnant with Yan Tie's son, giving birth to Hades. However, that woman hated Yan Tie to the core, and after giving birth, she committed suicide.
After that incident, Yan Tie became even more perverted. He didn't dare to tell Hades that he was his father, but he doted on Hades even more, nurturing him to become a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist.
This matter was something Yan Kong had heard from his father, telling him not to reveal it no matter what. But now that Hades was dead, he could already imagine how crazy his uncle must have been.
Not only that, his life was now in the hands of Qin Wentian.
After the death of Hades, the Puppet no longer had anyone controlling it. Chu Mang continued his slaughter of the others. Yan Kong stared dumbfoundedly at Qin Wentian walking towards him, as terror seeped into his heart.
"How do you want to die?" Qin Wentian's killing intent gushed forth, enveloping Yan Kong. Yan Kong was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. "You can't kill me. If you kill me, you will be hunted down by the Yan Clan. You and your friends will all have to die."
Qin Wentian furrowed his brows, this was precisely the reason why he was so depressed. This was the Moon Continent, not Chu, where even Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns couldn't do as they pleased. As one of the major clans in the Eastern Region, the Yan Clan would definitely have many Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns. If they hunted him down, things would be extremely troublesome.
Sadly, he hadn't subdued the White Deer Institute yet. If not, he wouldn't be so restricted. He could just kill Yan Kong directly.
However, even if he didn't kill him, he had to make him pay a price and make him remember these two lessons.
A cold light flickered in Qin Wentian's eyes. An ancient halberd appeared in his hands as he stared at Yan Kong, who was sitting on the ground. Abruptly, his ancient halberd exploded forth, piercing towards Yan Kong's lower body.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
"I don't want this to happen again. Otherwise, you'll have to die even if you don't." Qin Wentian coldly spoke. He kept his ancient halberd as he turned to leave. The battle here had already been witnessed by many people. If he killed Yan Kong, the Yan Clan would immediately know about it. If he wanted to kill him, he would have to find a good place to do so.
Yan Kong's body was still trembling, his legs were trembling uncontrollably. Glancing at his wet pants, his countenance was as unsightly as it could be. This trembling wasn't only due to fear, but also due to humiliation. Ever since he met Qin Wentian, this was the second time he was humiliated. A person with no background actually dared to humiliate him twice.
After Qin Wentian left, abruptly, the Puppet which had been in a daze all this while suddenly moved. It slowly walked to the side of Yan Kong and coldly stared at him, causing all the hairs on Yan Kong's body to stand on end as cold sweat dripped down his forehead.
"Uncle …" Yan Kong's voice trembled slightly. At this moment, the Puppet could still move. In that case, there was only one possibility. His uncle must have done something to the Puppet, allowing it to accompany the King of Hell.
In that case, his uncle must have already known everything that happened here.
In the Eastern Region of the Moon Continent, in the Yan Clan, a withered old man flew through the air with a dark expression on his face. His entire body exuded a sinister aura as he roared in a hoarse voice.
"Son, the bastard who killed you, I'll tear out his tendons and dig out his bones. I'll make him suffer a fate worse than death and refine him into a Puppet."
"Son, I've let you down, I didn't protect you properly."
Yan Tie howled madly, his words causing many to raise their heads. Some of the younger ones had looks of bewilderment on their faces, while those of the older generation felt their hearts trembling. It seemed like his son had been killed. This time around, Yan Tie was going to go crazy again.
They all knew Yan Tie's personality very well. In the Yan Clan, he wouldn't even give face to the elders. He only doted on his son and taught him everything he knew. But now, his son had actually been killed by someone. Nobody knew who the culprit was. Most probably, the culprit would have to face the wrath of Yan Tie.
Not long after, Yan Tie appeared beside Yan Kong. Yan Kong had been waiting for him, and the instant he saw Yan Tie, he immediately knelt down and pleaded, "Uncle, Kong 'er has let you down. I didn't know things would turn out like this."
Yan Kong was truly afraid when he saw the look in Yan Tie's eyes. If this freak were to go crazy, even his father's face would be useless.
"Who are they?" Yan Tie asked in a hoarse voice. His tone caused the hearts of those who heard it to shiver.
"The person who ordered the assassination of my brother is none other than Qin Wentian, who has a close relationship with the Leng Clan's Leng Ning. As for that big fellow, I didn't expect him to be so powerful," Yan Kong replied, his voice trembling with fear.
"Where did he go?" Yan Tie icily asked.
"I don't know. But even if he can escape, Leng Ning won't be able to." A malevolent light flashed in Yan Kong's eyes. And indeed, after hearing his words, Yan Tie icily stated, "Let's go, to the Leng Clan."
"Right." Yan Kong nodded, as he led Yan Kong to the Leng Clan.
Qin Wentian, Leng Ning, all of them had to die!
… …
Qin Wentian would never have imagined that the evil Puppeteer he ordered Chu Mang to kill was actually Yan Tie's son. He also wouldn't have expected Yan Tie to be so crazy. The reason why he didn't kill Yan Kong was because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to focus on his cultivation.
Qin Wentian and Chu Mang arrived at the Hell Arena. During the period when Qin Wentian was studying Divine Inscriptions with Bailu Yi, Chu Mang had already become a frequent visitor of the Hell Arena. Chu Mang's codename was' Boorish Man '. His muscular physique was extremely fitting for this codename. Not only that,' Boorish Man 'had a terrifying battle record of sixty-three wins and one loss.
This caused Qin Wentian to be extremely curious. Who was the one Chu Mang lost to?
"Was the person who defeated you very strong?" Qin Wentian asked.
"Yes, very strong. He controlled three types of Mandates, and all of them were at the 'Advanced Realm'. His Astral Souls and innate techniques were also extremely powerful. Even now, I still have no way to defeat him." Chu Mang replied in a low voice as he recalled that battle. "That person appeared when I was about to achieve my 50th consecutive victory. Not only that, his battle record was zero. I'm guessing that he might be someone arranged by the Hell Arena."
"Mhm?" Qin Wentian's eyes brightened, he didn't expect Chu Mang to have such a conjecture.
"Big Bro Chu Mang, why do you say so?" Qin Wentian curiously asked.
"After I lost to him, he didn't accept any more challenges. Not only that, the spectators were all booing. Many people lost their Yuan Meteor Stones, and since the Hell Arena is a battle platform, it's also a casino. They would definitely want to earn some money. After seeing my strength, even if they bet a lot, they would only be able to win a small amount of Yuan Meteor Stones. But even so, there were still many people who were willing to bet on me. If I kept on winning, the Hell Arena would definitely lose.
Chu Mang innocently replied, "But this is just my guess, I don't know if it's correct or not."
"That's right, a single defeat would allow the Hell Arena to earn back all their losses. How could the Hell Arena allow an invincible existence to exist? The crazier they were before, the more they would be able to turn the tables around, the more they would earn." Qin Wentian mused. After which, he turned to Chu Mang and laughed, "Awesome, I think there's an 80 to 90% chance that it's true. This person must have been arranged by the Hell Arena to defeat you."
"Hehe." Chu Mang couldn't help but to grin when he saw that Qin Wentian had agreed with his conjecture.
"The Hell Arena is truly unkind. Big Bro Chu Mang, let me help you regain some face today." Qin Wentian laughed. Chu Mang nodded his head, "Fine, defeat the person they arranged."
"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded his head as he entered the passageway beneath the Hell Arena. After a period of time, it was finally his turn.
Qin Wentian's appearance in the Hell Arena didn't cause too much of a commotion. Although he had a battle record of 30 consecutive victories, his fame had yet to spread. Even so, there were still many who had expressions of excitement on their faces. This was the first time Qin Wentian appeared in the Hell Arena, yet he had already won 30 consecutive victories. It seemed like there would be a good show to watch.
And indeed, very quickly, Qin Wentian's name caused a raging tempest in the Hell Arena. No matter what kind of opponent he faced, he would always be able to suppress them with absolute superiority. In just a short period of time, Qin Wentian's battle record had already reached 40 consecutive victories.
The gazes of many in the crowd turned to the Yuanfu Battle Platform on the left of the Hell Arena as expressions of excitement appeared on their faces. Many of them knew that the Hell Arena would make a move, and they even bet on Qin Wentian to lose.
The payout rate for Qin Wentian to lose was exceedingly terrifying. Because he had already won 40 consecutive victories, the probability of him losing was extremely small. As long as they managed to catch him, they would have already profited.
However, even after reaching 50 consecutive victories, Qin Wentian was still winning.
"What's going on? Could he have been scammed by the Hell Arena?" Many in the crowd cursed in their hearts. Although there were many powerful experts who went up, none of them were able to pose a threat to Qin Wentian. In the blink of an eye, Qin Wentian's 50 consecutive victories became 56 consecutive victories.
"An expert has appeared." Many in the crowd were extremely excited. The payout rate for Qin Wentian to lose was 1: 80.
At this moment, a slightly rotund figure appeared in front of Qin Wentian. His battle record was 15 consecutive victories and 6 consecutive defeats. This wasn't considered a good result, and the majority of the spectators bet on Qin Wentian. However, those who were more opportunistic still placed their bets on Qin Wentian.
"Hehe, your winning streak will come to an end." Fatty grinned, his words causing Qin Wentian to be stunned. A person with a 15 consecutive victories and 6 consecutive defeats record actually dared to say such words to him? Either he was an idiot, or he had an overwhelming amount of confidence in himself.
A faint smile appeared on Qin Wentian's face. It seemed like the Hell Arena had finally made a move!
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