Ning Zhi looked at him and suddenly smiled.
The smile was faint, but contained undisguised ridicule and disdain, as if looking at a clown.
“Yao Chen?”
He repeated the name softly, his tone playful and somewhat indifferent, “You just said that the enemy of my enemy is my friend?”
Yao Chen nodded hurriedly, his face beaming: “Exactly, exactly. Senior holds a grudge against David, and I also hold a grudge against David. It’s only natural that we join forces.”
Ning Zhi shook her head, looking exactly like she was looking at an ignorant child.
“Yao Chen, are you sure you haven’t misunderstood?”
He walked forward slowly, each step leaving deep footprints on the ground. The ground around the footprints was eroded by demonic energy, instantly turning into scorched powder.
“You think you deserve to be my friend?” Ning Zhi’s face was full of sarcasm.
Yao Chen’s smile instantly froze on his face, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe.
Ning Zhi continued, “Your temple, which claims to be the right path, secretly captures devil cultivators and heretic cultivators to carry out those shameful bloodline experiments. For your own benefit, you turn humans into monsters, making them die in agony. This kind of behavior is even worse than the devil race.”
His voice was not loud, but every word was piercing, like a heavy hammer hitting Yao Chen’s heart.
“You dare talk about collaborating with me? You dare call yourselves ‘enemies of my enemies’?” Ning Zhi’s sarcasm deepened.
Yao Chen’s face turned pale, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead. He hurriedly said, “Senior, there must be a misunderstanding! Our Divine Hall”
“Misunderstanding?”
Ning Zhi sneered, interrupting his words, “I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears, and you said it was a misunderstanding?”
He raised his right hand, and a streak of black devil flame appeared slowly in his palm.
Although the devil flame was small, it emitted an extremely cold temperature, burning and deforming the air around it, which then hissed and crackled.
“How many devil cultivators has your temple captured? How many people have you killed? The abused souls of the devil cultivators you captured, the heretical cultivators you used as experimental subjects, are still wailing in that dense forest. Do you think I don’t know?”
Yao Chen trembled all over, subconsciously taking a step back, his voice shaking: “Senior, I am doing this for the future of the Divine Clan. If we do not become stronger, the Divine Hall will eventually follow in the footsteps of the Divine Temple.”
“The future of the Protoss?”
Ning Zhi interrupted again, his eyes full of disgust.
“Do you think I don’t know what you’re planning? You want to use me against David, then reap the benefits after we’re both weakened.”
Or perhaps you are trying to use my influence to strengthen your temple, then look for an opportunity to get rid of me. Yao Chen, I can see your deception clearly.
Yao Chen’s expression changed drastically, and his lips trembled as he tried to explain, but Ning Zhi didn’t give him the chance.
“Yao Chen, the worst thing you can do is treat me like a fool.” Ning Zhi’s voice was calm and frightening, but beneath that calmness was hidden a killing intent capable of destroying the world.
“You think I’ll cooperate with you? You’re not even worthy of carrying my shoes.”
Ning Zhi snorted coldly.
Yao Chen finally panicked, really panicked.
His legs felt weak, and he almost fell to his knees, his voice trembling as he pleaded, “Senior, I didn’t mean that! I just I just”
Ning Zhi stopped listening to his nonsense.
He raised his hand and struck with his palm.
The black devil flames blazing in his palm suddenly erupted at this moment!
This was not the kind of fire that was simply ignited when encountering supernatural powers before, but rather a fire that was truly capable of destroying the world.
Demonic flames burst out from his palm, initially just a thin fire pillar, but in an instant, the fire pillar expanded to tens of feet thick, turning into a ferocious black fire dragon that bared its fangs and claws as it pounced on Yao Chen!
Wherever the fire dragon passed, space split open with huge cracks, revealing a pitch black void within.
The spatial fragments at the edge of the fissure melted and evaporated in the flames of the devil flames, emitting ear-piercing screams.
The ground was scorched by fire, creating a deep trench several meters deep. The soil at the edge of the trench melted due to the high temperature and turned into dark red magma, which boiled and rumbled.
Yao Chen was shocked and desperately mobilized all the spiritual power in his body.
His holy light shield was like paper before the blazing demonic flames, and shattered into pieces the moment it touched it.
He summoned his protective artifact, the golden mirror that had been with him for thousands of years. The mirror only lasted less than an instant in the demonic flames before it shattered into pieces, turning into countless fragments.
He turned around to escape, but the fire dragon was too fast, so fast that he didn’t even have time to react.
The devil flames instantly devoured his protective holy light, physical body, and soul.
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Q: What significant event impacts a character in this chapter?
A: A character sustains a severe injury during a confrontation.
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A: An alliance is suggested to deal with a common adversary.
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