Chapter 891: Chapter 292: The Beating Heart
But this Master of Mixed Hairs seemed like a madman, hysterically howling.
Their voices were indescribably unpleasant, yet they echoed endlessly through the dragon-bell, like nails scratching against glass, making everyone’s skin crawl.
Crazy.
This Grandmaster was clearly insane.
The whole audience was stunned.
Even Mu Jingliang was somewhat moved; the Yangxiang Race was so hard to deal with because there were too many ruthless people like this.
In order for Cang Ji to cut off his emotional ties, he didn’t hesitate to sacrifice his own life, trading a life for a life, directly killing Hua Taodie.
Ruthless.
Absolutely a ruthless person.
Bao Mountain Court was beaten and covered in blood, and now with Hua Taodie killed, he was so furious that he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his Qi Blood unable to flow smoothly.
Hua Taodie was dead.
From today onwards, his branch of the Blood Boiling Race dreaming of extorting resources from Cang Ji was just a pipe dream.
This Cang Ji was truly the real treasure.
Damned Mixed Hair, you’ve destroyed the foundation of my Blood Boiling Race.
Absolutely damned!
"Are you crazy?"
The Lord of Jing Niao City, who was of the eighth grade, questioned, while also having to fend off a Divine Land Vice Admiral, could only helplessly ask.
This Master of Mixed Hairs was his subordinate.
"Hua Taodie, that vile woman, despicable and shameless, greedy beyond measure, she brought chaos to Jing Niao City, wreaked havoc and murder, and on top of that, betrayed our own, sending countless resources to the Blood Boiling Race?
"How many people of the Yangxiang Race have died under this venomous woman’s deception, can they be counted?
"Today the Divine Elder was threatened because of this venomous woman, and she did not even know to end her own life for the Divine Elder, what worth does she have?
"Jealous and greedy, clinging to life, and fearing death, how could such a vile woman not be slain?"
"Hahaha, well killed, well killed... hahaha!"
The Mixed Hair of the Yangxiang Race threw his head back in mad laughter.
He now had no desire for survival at all, thus he didn’t care about the Vice Admiral’s assault.
Sooner or later, he was going to die.
If he could endure a bit longer in resistance for the Divine Elder, he would persist.
"Divine Elder, my loyalty is as clear as the sun and moon.
"Divine Elder, the vile woman is dead, please commence your supreme endeavor."
The Master of Mixed Hairs continued to howl like a madman.
The entire Yangxiang Race army fell silent.
In truth, the Master of Mixed Hairs was not wrong.
Hua Taodie’s sins in the Yangxiang Race were countless.
The eight clans of the Wetlands all shunned outsiders, being suppressed by a vile woman of the Blood Boiling Race, who could feel at ease?
Moreover, this venomous woman would casually kill, with methods so cruel, utterly insane.
Yet, the Divine Elder, bewitched, indulged this vile woman’s every whim, which only emboldened Hua Taodie further.
Her death was a great relief.
The entire martial artists of the Yangxiang Race even wanted to cheer and celebrate, but their basic reasoning held them back; they didn’t dare, and they even had to feign an expression of deep sorrow.
The Divine Elder’s affection for Hua Taodie was truly indescribable.
...
"You... truly deserve to die!"
Finally, Cang Ji came back to his senses.
Who could have thought that this dignified Ninth-Grade Divine Elder would have moistened eyes, with tears trickling down?
To know, Cang Ji was reputed as the first beneath the pinnacle.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Suddenly, the black flames on Cang Ji’s body grew more intense; from afar, it seemed like his body was covered with a massive ghost head.
The earth within a hundred miles began to tremble; everyone could feel Cang Ji’s towering anger.
He was now akin to a volcano about to erupt.
Just with his breathing, he could incite fierce winds.
"Damned!
"Everyone should die, everyone should die, everyone should be buried with my wife.
"I, will make you all be buried, buried!"
Cang Ji roared up to the sky.
He gazed far at Hua Taodie’s corpse, heartbroken.
From now on, who would tidy my robes?
From now on, who would confide in me?
Once, for my sake, Cang Ji, you dared to oppose the entire Blood Boiling Race, dared to confront an eighth-grade magical beast.
Yet I couldn’t even protect your life.
I, Cang Ji, have wronged you.
I, Cang Ji, have failed you.
I promised to marry you officially, to make you the wife beneath the pinnacle, to let you enjoy every luxury imaginable, but I couldn’t achieve it.
Hua Taodie, why did you have to leave?
"Did we... really mess it up?"
Meng Yang swallowed hard and said.
They had planned to use Hua Taodie to threaten Cang Ji, but who could have thought that a subordinate of Cang Ji would kill Hua Taodie with one arrow.
It was the biggest unexpected turn.
The complexities of the battlefield were indeed unpredictable.
"It’s not your fault!"
Zhao Qian’en sighed.
Who could have thought that Cang Ji’s subordinate would be such a ruthless person?
A Seventh-Grade Martial Artist, willing to trade their life for Hua Taodie’s.
Indeed!
The Master of Mixed Hairs was remarkably clever.
He only had one arrow to shoot, and he knew that killing Su Yue or any one of them wouldn’t matter.
Hua Taodie would still be a threat, and Cang Ji couldn’t act freely.
As long as he killed Hua Taodie, Cang Ji’s last weak point would vanish.
Moreover, Zhao Qian’en hadn’t anticipated that Hua Taodie would be so hated in Jing Niao City, living in such arrogance.
How could a member of the Blood Boiling Race be so unaware as to not remain discreet?
"Prepare yourselves, I’m preparing to send you back to the Zhao Qi Corps!"
As Su Yue and the others were contemplating, suddenly Zhao Qian’en spoke with a somber tone.
"Send us back? How?"
Yang Lezhi was taken aback?
"Countdown from ten seconds!"
Zhao Qian’en didn’t explain further.
He gazed at Lin Dongqi, a hint of a smile on his lips.
Victory.
Though there were some twists along the way, the incident with Hua Taodie distracted Cang Ji, thus granting Lin Dongqi ample opportunities.
