Wushuang was thrown a hundred meters by Wang Han. After landing, she did not hesitate at all and immediately ran back to help Yan Lingji fight against the black-armored men. Unfortunately, Wang Han had already left in the short time before Wushuang returned.
Seeing that the dangerous black-armored man was gone, Wushuang quickly asked Yan Lingji with concern, "Are you alright? Where is that black-armored man?"
"I'm fine," Yan Lingji replied, then fell silent.
"Haha, it's good that you're alright." Hearing this, knowing that Yan Lingji was alright, Wushuang breathed a long sigh of relief, scratched his head, and couldn't help but sigh. "That guy is really strong! I'm already strong enough, but I couldn't even bend his waist a little. He threw me more than a hundred meters away. I almost died from the fall."
"Yes! Even my flames were useless against that black-armored man." Yan Lingji sighed as well, then lowered her head, lost in thought.
"Are you all alright? It seems that the man in black armor has already left." A voice interrupted Yan Lingji's thoughts, and Bai Ze also rushed back at this time.
"We're alright, let's go back!" Yan Lingji glanced at Bai Ze, replied calmly, and then silently left. Wushuang quickly followed. Wushuang had just been thrown a hundred meters by the black-armored man with one hand. Although she didn't know how Bai Ze had flown, the distance was definitely not as far as Wushuang's. Yet, Bai Ze, whose lightness skill surpassed Wushuang's, only caught up much later, probably anticipating the black-armored man's departure. None of the others came to help. This made Yan Lingji sigh inwardly; their Baiyue group wasn't a monolithic entity. However, she didn't blame the others. After all, everyone had seen how strong the black-armored man was, even transcending the human realm; it was understandable that the others hadn't come to help.
'Seven days later?' However, she remembered the words the black-armored man had spoken and the notes he left behind. Regarding the black-armored man's claim that her fire manipulation was so-so, after witnessing his ability to control flames with the mere breath, she had to admit that her own fire manipulation was indeed so-so. She even felt a surge of anticipation and curiosity about the black-armored man's identity. She didn't doubt that the black-armored man would harm her; with his strength, he wouldn't need to go through all that trouble. If he wanted to harm her or take her away, the Baiyue Heavenly Group wouldn't be able to stop him. In fact, aside from Wushuang, the others probably wouldn't risk their lives to stop him.
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Over the course of seven days, Wang Han killed more than ten people possessed by parasitic spirits. These included doctors, nobles, martial arts heroes, bandits, and scoundrels. Wang Han's suspicions were confirmed: parasitic spirits didn't necessarily need to kill personally to become stronger; as long as the killing was initiated by them, it was a cause-and-effect relationship. However, their personal killing was much faster, and the effect of becoming stronger was more pronounced.
On the other hand, Death's pursuit was much faster than Wang Han's. Unlike Wang Han, Death did not pursue the parasitic soul with a leisurely attitude. In order to become stronger, Death not only frantically killed the parasitic soul, but also attacked some ordinary people related to it. In half a year, Death's legend was even left on the Western Continent.
On the seventh day, Wang Han didn't pursue the parasitic soul. Instead, he arrived early at the agreed-upon location to wait for Yan Lingji. He hadn't yet considered how to treat Yan Lingji, the woman who had captivated him at their first meeting. Wang Han was more confused than anything else. Having experienced so much, his heart was as firm as a rock, yet he had fallen for Yan Lingji at their first meeting. While it wasn't love at first sight, it was still a feeling of being drawn to her. As for the planetary will, it couldn't directly influence his mind. His soul was immune to all harm and influence. If the planetary will were to try, it would not only be useless, but he would also definitely notice.
Jicheng, a small town on the border of Han Kingdom, is a defensive town against the Baiyue people. The mountains behind Jicheng are also part of the Baiyue territory.
As the sun rose, Wang Han also carried a pot of wine to the back mountain of Jicheng, where he sipped his wine while waiting for Yan Lingji to arrive.
However, before Yan Lingji arrived, a group of ruthless bandits came first.
Looking at the seventeen or eighteen ruthless bandits surrounding him, Wang Han wondered if these bandits were just incredibly lucky, or if the world was just too chaotic. In the year or so he had been chasing the parasitic soul, he had encountered bandits and outlaws no less than a hundred times, averaging about once every six days. The probability was unusually high.
"Hey, is this kid stupid? He's surrounded by us and he's not scared at all." One of the bandits looked at Wang Han, who remained calm, with surprise.
"Hey boss, what's with that look on this kid's face?" One of the thugs noticed the mockery in Wang Han's eyes and said unhappily, "I hate these delicate kids the most, boss, don't let him die too easily."
"That's the look you give a dead man." Upon hearing this, the bandit leader also noticed Wang Han's gaze, and angrily cursed, "You brat, you're about to die, and you still dare to look at us like that? Let me tell you, we've killed at least eighty or a hundred people. Men, chop him up!"
"Kill..." Upon receiving their leader's order, the bandits couldn't hold back any longer. Seeing that Wang Han was dressed in fine clothes and had a handsome appearance, they knew he must have a lot of money on him, so they immediately drew their swords and charged at him.
"Tch, a hundred or so? I've killed at least two or three hundred million people, if not three hundred million." Wang Han sneered as he looked at the charging bandits, preparing to raise his hand and burn them all to ashes.
"Ahhh..." But before Wang Han could even set the fire, all the bandits were engulfed in flames. In moments, they were all burned to death.
Wang Han lowered his hand, which was about to set the fire, and a smile appeared on his lips. The person he was waiting for had arrived. These ruthless bandits were killed by Yan Lingji.
After the ruthless bandits fell, Yan Lingji, clad in fiery armor, emerged from behind a tree. Looking at the unfazed Wang Han, she asked, "Who are you?"
"The person who invited you here," Wang Han said, waving his hand lightly. White flames suddenly ignited on the bandit's corpse, burning it to ashes in the blink of an eye. However, even with such intense flames, not a single tree or flower was burned. A gentle breeze blew away the ashes.
Upon seeing this, Yan Lingji's pupils contracted, confirming Wang Han's identity.
"That day you left the words 'flame,' telling me you wanted to master fire, and that's why you sent me here today to find you," Yan Lingji said to Wang Han. "I'm here, but I have a question: why did you teach me to use fire?"
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