"Thank you." Tang Yixue's eyes were practically shining as she looked at Ye Xingchen.
"I should have told you in advance, but things happened too suddenly," Ye Xingchen said. "That old bastard Zhou Xuanji should still be in Yanjing. You go back, I'll go find him."
"I'll go with you?" Si Qianyu looked up at Ye Xingchen. Her eyes, which were originally full of coldness, had softened when she looked at Ye Xingchen.
"No need, you can escort them back." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly, and in a flash, he disappeared from the scene.
Zhou Xuanji was still in the secret room below the villa.
There were dozens of paper figures in front of him, but now two-thirds of them had fallen to the ground.
Each paper figure represented a living corpse. Suddenly, a burst of fire erupted, and all the paper figures on the plate in front of him turned to ashes.
"Good tactic, so you're coming for me now?" Zhou Xuanji sneered. "Then I'll be waiting for you."
Zhou Xuanji changed his hand seals and pointed heavily at his brow. In an instant, a cold wind blew through the room, and a living corpse nearly two meters tall silently walked behind him.
He steeled his resolve, punched himself in the chest, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The moment he spat out blood, the living corpse behind him suddenly turned ferocious, opened its mouth wide, almost tearing its entire mouth open, and then swallowed Zhou Xuanji whole.
After the tall, living corpse swallowed Zhou Xuanji, it seemed to be injected with new vitality. Its face twisted and changed, becoming Zhou Xuanji's face.
Ye Xingchen went straight to An Zhiguo's villa in the suburbs. As soon as he entered, a strong smell of blood wafted over.
Inside the villa's main entrance, more than a dozen corpses lay scattered about.
Judging from their clothing, these corpses were all An Zhiguo's bodyguards, but now their bodies were shriveled up, almost just skin and bones.
“Zhou Xuanji, you will be punished by heaven for using profound techniques to absorb people’s essence.” Ye Xingchen sighed slightly, and in a flash, he entered the villa.
The villa was quiet, yet it revealed a world that was almost dead.
In the artificial lake below the rockery, a group of koi carp had already died, and almost all the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard had withered. Everything in this villa, including the plants, had lost its life.
"The Zhou family's Lone Soul Formation?" Ye Xingchen was slightly startled. The Zhou family was a family of metaphysical experts. Although they had declined for many years, they still had some methods.
This Lone Soul Formation is extremely vicious. Once activated, all life within it will be stripped away. Zhou Xuanji is going all in; it seems a fierce battle is brewing today.
Upon arriving at the backyard, they saw a burly 'person' who seemed to have been waiting for quite some time.
The other person slowly raised his head, revealing a tall body with a broken and aged face.
"Are you Zhou Xuanji?" Ye Xingchen frowned, staring at the person in front of him.
The face is Zhou Xuanji's face. Because he suffered a backlash from the Heavenly Dao, his face was covered with poisonous sores and he lost one eye. These are his characteristics.
But this tall and imposing body definitely does not belong to him.
The words "corpse melting technique" appeared in Ye Xingchen's mind.
This is an extremely vicious and evil technique: the corpses merge, using form to compensate for each other's shortcomings.
"Ye Xingchen?" Zhou Xuanji slowly stood up, his tall figure looking down at him, his voice hoarse and overlapping: "A kid whose hands haven't even fully grown yet, actually ruined my big plan?"
"The layout of the courtyard is quite good. If I'm not mistaken, it's the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Formation, right? The aim is to leverage its power. You want to bestow the borrowed fortune upon Zhou Jin, giving him the countenance of an emperor?"
Ye Xingchen looked around and smiled slightly: "You want the Zhou family to become royalty?"
"Kid, you're not simple. You saw through my strategy at a glance." Zhou Xuanji moved his hands, slowly getting used to his new body.
He was very satisfied with his plan. He raised his arms and said with some excitement, "If nothing unexpected happens, within thirty years, my descendants of the Zhou family will become emperors and establish the Zhou imperial family."
"It's a pity you have no descendants." Ye Xingchen's words struck Zhou Xuanji like a blow to the head, bringing him back to reality.
His frantic movements froze in place, then he glared angrily at Ye Xingchen: "Did you kill my grandson?"
"Yes, I killed him." Ye Xingchen nodded.
"Why? What grudge does my Zhou family have against you?" Zhou Xuanji roared, suppressing his anger.
“There’s no deep-seated grudge, but you’re a madman, and Zhou Jin isn’t a good person either.” Ye Xingchen smiled slightly. “I feel that the existence of your Zhou family is a threat to me, so before this threat truly arrives, I plan to eliminate you.”
"I'll kill you!" Zhou Xuanji roared, leaping into the air. He grabbed at the air with his right hand, tearing and twisting the air in mid-air.
Ye Xingchen dodged backward, and with a crack, several claw marks appeared on the floor where he had just stood.
"It seems your corpse-fusion technique is quite powerful." Ye Xingchen stepped back and stared at Zhou Xuanji: "How many lives have you taken to achieve your current corpse-fusion technique?"
"Heh, if it can make me stronger, what's wrong with killing everyone in the world?" Zhou Xuanji sneered, his figure flashed, and he pounced again.
After merging with the corpse, Zhou Xuanji experienced a significant increase in both speed and strength. Ye Xingchen, wielding the Crimson Sky sword, charged forward to meet him.
With a soft thud, Chi Xiao pierced Zhou Xuanji's chest. No blood flowed out. Zhou Xuanji grinned, his face, covered in sores, filled with mockery: "Do you think swords and blades can hurt me?"
He swung his arm, knocking Ye Xingchen back with a palm strike, then roared, leaped up, and raised both hands with all his might to attack Ye Xingchen.
This guy's strength is comparable to the bronze corpse of the Corpse Refining Clan; he's quite difficult to deal with.
Of course, Ye Xingchen was no pushover either. He sidestepped Zhou Xuanji's powerful attack and then slashed off one of Zhou Xuanji's arms with a backhand strike.
Zhou Xuanji staggered back a few steps, but he didn't feel any pain. Instead, he attacked Ye Xingchen even more frantically.
Ye Xingchen swung his sword and severed one of his legs.
With a thud, Zhou Xuanji collapsed to the ground. He struggled several times, trying to stand up, but failed each time.
Ye Xingchen stepped forward, bent down, and looked at Zhou Xuanji with some pity: "The Corpse Fusion Technique is indeed powerful, but at most it's just a bit more brute force. Do you think this thing will be useful to me?"
"Ye Xingchen, even as a ghost, I will not let you go." Zhou Xuanji lay prostrate on the ground, his face full of resentment.
"Look at you, paying such a high price to make the Zhou family descendants royalty, is it worth it?" Ye Xingchen said.
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