Chapter 517
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Chapter 517 I’ll Work Overtime for You!
“Where did the other person run off to?” Fang Yu asked.
The old man opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but his throat suddenly tightened, and he couldn’t make a sound!
He had been placed under a silencing curse!
It was the curse that woman had placed on him before leaving!
This woman had calculated his every move from beginning to end!
The old man vaguely felt that tonight’s entire operation was just a feint… it was a killing trap deliberately set by that woman!
Using Fang Yu and the Martial Arts Association to eliminate him!
The old man’s heart pounded violently, his eyes bloodshot, his anger and resentment reaching their peak.
He had saved this woman’s life, yet she wanted him dead!
Truly a heart of venom!
If there were such a thing as a regret pill in this world, the old man would unhesitatingly return to the day he rescued the woman and strangle her completely, rather than saving her life!
“Answer my question,” Fang Yu frowned slightly and spoke again.
The old man raised his head, looked at Fang Yu, opened his mouth, and pointed at his throat.
“Can’t speak?” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, and said, “Then you don’t need to speak, I’ll do it myself.”
After realizing what Fang Yu intended to do, the old man’s heart skipped a beat.
After drinking the Immortal King’s blood, he had become a member of the Immortal Clan.
Now the Immortal King was restoring his physical body, at the most critical moment.
During this period, no one could be allowed to interfere with the Immortal King!
This was the consensus of the entire Immortal Clan.
Seeing Fang Yu approaching, the old man immediately backed away.
He had to escape!
He couldn’t reveal any information about the Immortal Clan, otherwise the Immortal Clan wouldn’t spare him either, and he would still be doomed!
“Bang!”
But before the old man could run away, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his entire body was thrown backward, rolling several times on the ground before stopping.
Fang Yu looked at the old man with blood all over his mouth, expressionless, and said, “You should be a member of the Xuanming Clan.”
The old man couldn’t make a sound, but a flash of surprise crossed his eyes.
He hadn’t expected Fang Yu to recognize his identity at a glance.
“Isn’t your Xuanming Clan working with the Shamanic Religion? There should be quite a few of you left,” Fang Yu pressed his right finger against the old man’s forehead and said, “I destroyed the Shamanic Religion’s headquarters some time ago, but I forgot about your group.”
“Now is a good time to see where you’re all hiding.”
A white light flashed from Fang Yu’s finger.
“Puff!”
Just as his divine consciousness entered the old man’s body, a chilling aura suddenly appeared within the old man.
This aura directly destroyed the old man’s soul.
The old man died instantly.
His eyes remained wide open, pupils dilated, blood flowing from his seven orifices.
In his final moment, he deeply regretted ever getting involved with the Shamanic Religion.
If he hadn’t gotten involved with the Shamanic Religion, he would have stayed in the southwest for his entire life, never encountering the Immortal Clan, and wouldn’t have died so tragically today!
“Again, the same thing,” Fang Yu shook his head and stood up.
“Ding!”
At that moment, the elevator door behind him opened, and Gao Yang rushed out.
Seeing Fang Yu and the dead old man, Gao Yang immediately walked over.
“I just sensed two auras, so it was Mr. Fang,” Gao Yang frowned at the man on the ground and asked, “Mr. Fang, this person is…”
“He’s someone assimilated by the Immortal Clan,” Fang Yu said, looking at the black markings on half of the old man’s face.
Back when he fought with Chen Luo, Han Qi and Ye Zhennan, who had ambushed him, had the same markings on their faces.
People with these markings were completely different from those low-level berserk warriors whose minds were controlled by venomous insects.
These assimilated people could maintain clear consciousness. But in their subconscious, they considered themselves members of the Immortal Clan, not humans.
“There should be another person here, but unfortunately I arrived a few seconds too late, and they escaped,” Fang Yu said, looking down the long corridor.
“Did this person say anything about…” Gao Yang asked with a grave expression.
“No, he couldn’t speak. There was a restriction placed inside him, and the moment my divine consciousness entered, his soul was torn apart,” Fang Yu said.
Gao Yang knocked on his forehead, somewhat frustrated.
Tonight had been an excellent opportunity, but nothing had been accomplished.
Nearly a hundred berserk warriors had escaped, and of the people controlling them from behind, one had escaped and one had died.
Regarding the Immortal Clan, everything remained a blank.
They would have to start all over again.
Fang Yu turned to look at Gao Yang and asked, “Can you find any berserk warriors?”
Gao Yang was startled, then replied, “If we search the entire city with all our efforts, we can certainly find some…”
Before Gao Yang could finish, he received a mental message.
“Lord Gao, during my search, I found four berserk warriors running toward the outskirts. I followed them for a while and discovered they were hiding in a forest on the outskirts, so I took action and eliminated them.”
The speaker was Dong Hegu.
Gao Yang looked at Fang Yu and said, “My subordinate just happened to find four…”
“That’s good, let’s go there immediately,” Fang Yu said.
Gao Yang nodded and asked Dong Hegu for the specific location.
After instructing Ma Fan to handle the Xuanming Clan leader’s corpse, Gao Yang and Fang Yu left the hotel and rushed toward the outskirts.
…
The woman’s figure appeared a thousand miles away, on a sparsely populated street.
Tonight’s failure wasn’t a setback for her.
After all, it was just an attempt.
Instead, she was able to use this opportunity to eliminate the Xuanming Clan leader, which was a great thing.
In the future, she would never have to see that nauseating old face again.
The woman walked slowly down the street, thinking about what to do next.
At that moment, four shirtless men approached from the opposite direction.
These men had clearly been drinking, reeking of alcohol.
Several streetlights on this road were broken, making it dim.
In this light, the four men with their drunken eyes could only see the woman’s vague silhouette but not her face.
There was no one else on this street, and with alcohol emboldening them, the four men surrounded her.
“Beautiful lady, want to play with us for a while?”
The woman didn’t speak, standing in place, the corners of her mouth turning up slightly, revealing a cold smile.
Perhaps numbed by alcohol, the four men didn’t sense the terrifying killing intent.
“Little girl, say something, do you agree or not?” One man reached out his hand, intending to place it on the woman’s shoulder.
At that moment, the woman suddenly flashed a silver light in her hand and swept it forward.
“Crack!”
The man’s arm was disabled.
The man was stunned for a second, then erupted in an agonizing scream.
“You, you dare to attack?” The other three men were startled, sobering up halfway.
“You all deserve to die,” the woman said coldly, then gripped her sharp dagger and slashed forward.
The smell of blood spread.
The woman showed no expression as she walked away from the four corpses.
In the past, she would have needed someone’s help in such situations.
But now, she had her own power and could easily kill these men who disgusted her.
This feeling was truly wonderful.
“Fang Yu, when the Immortal King fully recovers, he will grant me even greater power. At that time, I will make you taste the most extreme pain in the world.” The woman threw the dagger aside and walked into the pitch-black night ahead.
…
Fang Yu and Gao Yang quickly arrived at the outskirts.
Four corpses of berserk warriors lay on the ground, all in miserable states, missing arms and legs.
Gao Yang glanced at Dong Hegu and said, “When we know nothing, even one corpse is very valuable to us. You should try to keep them intact.”
“I lost control for a moment… I won’t make such a mistake again,” Dong Hegu scratched the back of his head, embarrassed.
“It’s fine, having the corpses is enough. I just need the aura from their bodies.”
Fang Yu stood in front of a corpse and took out the Dayan Lamp.
Seeing the Dayan Lamp in Fang Yu’s hand, Gao Yang’s expression became solemn.
This was a treasure given to Fang Yu by Lord Huaixu, certainly no ordinary item!
“You can go home and get some sleep. Tonight I’ll work overtime for you and clear out all these berserk warriors,” Fang Yu said, crouching down and lighting the Dayan Lamp.
