Chapter 1033: Chapter 1018: Blood Sea of Deep Vengeance
"Since you have such power, why were you still running with me just now!"
Hearing Long Xian’s voice behind him, Shi Feng said, "I never ran at all, from beginning to end, it was you who kept pulling me along!"
"Well, that seems to be the case." After listening to Shi Feng’s words, although Long Xian felt something was off, it did seem to be the truth, and he nodded thoughtfully.
Not far away, E Niangrong, who had been blown backward by a punch from Shi Feng, suddenly stopped in mid-air, "Ugh!" After stopping, her delicate body shuddered, her throat felt hot, and she reached up to cover it. Immediately, a smear of bright red blood was spat into her palm.
E Niangrong raised her head again, and when she looked at the young man, her face was full of horror and surprise.
Shen Wu, the genius of the Mountain Witch Clan, ranked twelfth among the twelve great warriors, below her rank, yet unexpectedly possessed such powerful battle power!
Subsequently, E Niangrong spoke in a cold voice, shouting, "Shen Wu! Meeting you today is my bad luck! For today’s matter, I will give you face and spare this bastard!"
As she spoke, E Niangrong pointed at Long Xian, gritting her teeth, and said coldly, "The bastard born of Long Hou and that bitch, you’d better not let me encounter you next time! Otherwise, I will make sure you die with no grave at all."
At this moment, the three ferocious Evil Gods in the distance had already noticed the situation here and were rushing over aggressively.
E Niangrong glanced at the rapidly approaching three Evil Gods, and then shouted coldly, "Let’s go!"
After speaking, E Niangrong ignored the others, turned around, and wanted to leave.
But just then, a young, leisurely voice suddenly rang out again, "Old woman, did I agree to let you leave?"
"You!" Hearing Shi Feng’s words, E Niangrong’s body trembled, immediately turned around, glared coldly at Shi Feng, and said coldly, "You! Shen Wu, what do you intend?"
"I said before, I am not Shen Wu! Earlier, I gave you a chance to leave, but you defied me, and now that you see I am stronger, you want to go? Hmph, too late!"
As Shi Feng spoke the last sentence, his figure rapidly flashed out.
Just now, Shi Feng had given E Niangrong the chance to leave peacefully if she spared Long Xian. Back then, he didn’t think she had to die, but she not only ignored his words, she even tried to wring Long Xian’s neck.
After he saved Long Xian, she dared to attack him!
Since she had harbored murderous intent towards him, then she must die.
Shi Feng’s figure quickly flashed in front of E Niangrong, and with a right fist exploding with fierce Black Thunder, he once more fiercely punched towards the woman.
"Too bully! I said I’d give you face today, yet you are pressing so hard. Do you really think you can bully me?" Seeing Shi Feng’s punch coming, E Niangrong shouted angrily, simultaneously forming a handprint with both hands, as red smoke began to emanate from her body.
Shi Feng sensed the world around him suddenly changing. From the scorching Nine Yang World, it transformed into a small world filled with red mist, giving off a warm and cozy feeling.
"You’ve come?"
"I’ve been waiting for you so long!"
...
One enchanting voice after another suddenly rang out; just the sound alone was enough to make a person go weak.
In an instant, waves of devilish scents blew gently towards Shi Feng from all directions, with beautiful, enchanting figures and breathtakingly beautiful faces appearing faintly within the red mist.
One after another, like little demons, they surrounded Shi Feng, almost capturing his soul!
But at that moment, the beautiful faces suddenly radiated an unusually bewitching blood light, a sinister power straight impacting Shi Feng’s soul.
"Hmph!" Shi Feng, upon seeing this, gave a cold snort, and disdainfully said, "Such low-grade illusion techniques trying to seduce me? Break it for me!"
It seemed that E Niangrong knew she couldn’t defeat Shi Feng with sheer force and resorted to another trick. However, with Shi Feng’s strong mind, how could he fall for such illusions?
E Niangrong’s Illusion Technique had not even been fully cast when Shi Feng shattered it with one word, causing the red mist enveloping this world to vanish without a trace, and the world reverted to its scorching state.
"Pfft!" At that moment, E Niangrong, who stood in front of Shi Feng, was counterattacked due to her illusion being broken, and spat a mouthful of bright red blood, her face turning exceptionally pale.
"Heh, wretch, die now!" Shi Feng snorted twice and continued to punch at E Niangrong with his violent Black Thunder punch!
At this moment, E Niangrong was incredibly weak. In her peak state, she couldn’t defeat Shi Feng, let alone now!
"Ah! No!" E Niangrong’s eyes widened, staring at the violent Thunderous Fist charging at her, she screamed shrilly.
"Bang!" Following it, Shi Feng’s ruthless punch directly hit the woman’s chest, punching right through her body!
"You! You! You! You!" On E Niangrong’s bewitching face, pain and astonishment spread. She stared wide-eyed at Shi Feng, seemingly unable to believe she would meet such an end today.
Originally, everything was going well. She merely wanted to capture that fairly decent-looking young man, but...
E Niangrong never imagined she would die.
Gradually, two streams of tears slid from E Niangrong’s eyes, her face slowly filled with sorrow: "But... but I am about to die, and the Blood Sea of vengeance I bear..."
"Long Hou! Huaa Yan!" E Niangrong bitterly muttered these two names as one scene after another flashed through her mind like lightning.
That year, as a youthful sixteen-year-old girl, she played by the creek and rescued a blood-soaked, severely injured woman.
She carried the woman back to the village, and soon, the woman’s self-proclaimed husband found them.
The village’s Old Clan Chief, upon learning of the injured woman, brought the Ancestral Artifact, passed down through generations, to heal her using its power.
But no one expected that the woman and her husband coveted that artifact.
They showed no gratitude, instead repaying kindness with evil. One night, the man released poison gas throughout the village.
Three hundred twenty-two lives! Among them, several old and young women and children, weakly breathing poison gas at midnight, were cruelly slaughtered by that man!
She had saved a foul woman by the stream, yet ended up causing the death of everyone in her village!
She was a sinner!