After the head of the gang, who had been turning his head, was reduced to ashes,
The head, however, was protected by a layer of multicolored light; the head, having lost its support,
It landed on the ground with a thud.
It rolled around in front of the leaders of the various sects and aristocratic families.
Watching the unseeing head roll past him.
All the leaders of the sects and aristocratic families present looked terrified.
A nameless fear welled up inside me.
They wanted to escape.
But their own bodies simply wouldn't obey their commands.
They could only watch helplessly as they stood motionless before the terrifying butcher...
"Oh dear... my neck just snapped like that, how could I be so careless..."
Wang Xianghe watched as the head rolled down to his feet.
He kicked it with disgust while saying it with a sarcastic tone of concern.
"If I remember correctly, this should be the respected philanthropist, Mr. Yang..."
"Tsk tsk, I remember when I was in China, this old man sponsored a charity primary school, and then he was exposed for trafficking minors and selling live organs..."
"However, the rumor eventually fizzled out, and the reporter who broke the story disappeared without a trace..."
As Wang Xianghe spoke, a gossipy look appeared on his face.
"I really want to know, did Old Master Yang actually do such a thing? Can anyone answer me?"
After Wang Xianghe finished speaking,
None of the leaders of the sects and aristocratic families spoke up.
They all looked at Wang Xianghe, who was making exaggerated gestures, with complicated expressions.
Seeing that no one was responding to him,
Wang Xianghe looked disappointed: "Tsk, no one's answering? Is this how you treat questions from international friends? For a nation of etiquette, this is truly disheartening..."
"But it's okay!!"
Before Wang Xianghe's disappointed expression could linger on his face for even a second, he once again donned that exaggerated smile.
He looked curiously at these motionless people who held positions of authority.
Muttering to myself:
"Since you can't answer this question, let's change the subject and continue our discussion. Let me see who we should choose..."
As Wang Xianghe spoke, his eyes darted around them.
Like the gaze of death,
This terrified Wu Muhou and his men.
"Yes, you're the one!!!" Wang Xianghe suddenly pointed to one of the fat old men.
Upon hearing Wang Xianghe's choice, the old man's expression completely collapsed: "No, no, why choose me? I've never done anything like organ trafficking!!!"
Wang Xianghe looked at the fat old man with a smile: "Did I say you did something like that? I just thought... you and that old man Yang were a good match..."
"Look how pitiful he is, rolling around all alone. Go and keep him company..."
With that, Wang Xianghe snapped his fingers.
Instantly, the distraught fat old man's face became blank.
A strange smile played on his lips.
Then he reached out and grabbed his own neck.
The next second,
A brand new human head fell to the ground.
Wu Muhou and the others looked at the happy and content smile on that person's face.
A chill ran down my spine...
"Let's see who's next..."
Just as they were still processing the fat old man's death, Wang Xianghe's voice, like the Grim Reaper, echoed in their ears once more.
This step-by-step process of naming and executing people finally drove them to the brink of collapse.
Ebony's eyes turned red as he roared at Wang Sang-hyeok:
"You bastard, kill if you want to!!! Stop disgusting people like this!!"
Wang Xianghe heard Wu Muhou's words.
He paused for a moment,
Then, pointing at Ebony Atsushi, he laughed: "Your request is quite rare, but I'll grant it. You'll be next..."
As he spoke,
Wang Xianghe simply extended his finger.
He snapped his fingers at Ebony Thick.
After a crisp sound,
Wu Muhou's expression also began to become wooden.
A peaceful smile gradually appeared on his face.
However, just as Ueki Atsushi reached out to strangle his own neck,
Sudden,
Ebony's thick body began to convulse.
A thick black fog began to rise from his seven orifices.
Black mist surged forth, pouring out like ink from the seven orifices.
The black mist churned and condensed, finally transforming into a humanoid phantom above the thick ebony.
As soon as this humanoid figure appeared...
The original rules governing the world seemed to collapse instantly.
The Soul Kingdom Unfolded by Wang Xianghe
The orbits of those billions of stars seemed to freeze at that moment.
The original flowing laws of the soul,
At the location of Ebony Thick's body,
As if gripped by an invisible hand, the profound runes lost their luster and became dim and lifeless.
It was as if he had been forcibly detached from the world by this black humanoid figure...
Under the influence of this shadow,
Ebony Thick broke free from the comfort of that soul law.
He stopped his hand from strangling his own neck.
Wang Xianghe sensed the presence of the dark figure.
He also withdrew his relaxed and playful expression.
He stared at the dark figure with a grave expression: "Yuan Qingfeng??"
Upon hearing this sentence,
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