412: Iron Chain Black-Faced Man

Ji Wuchang didn't know about all these twists and turns; after clearing the marks on his body, he carefully inspected himself from head to toe!

After confirming there was nothing else wrong, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Killing intent surged in his eyes; he took out a set of pitch-black clothes, put them on, and donned a black face mask.

A jet-black iron chain appeared, held in Ji Wuchang's left palm.

Naturally, these items came from the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls; they were things left behind when he had killed people from that organization.

He was never the type to endure being bullied; he didn't like the saying "thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west bank"—that was far too long.

He preferred immediate retribution—repaying debts of gratitude and settling scores of hatred on the spot, slaying his enemies to satisfy his heart!

A box appeared in his hand, containing exactly two hundred Flying Needles. These were given to him by Zuo Hongyun, the Peak Master of Red Cloud Peak!

He had refined these two hundred Flying Needles long ago but had never used them; now was the time.

With a wave of Ji Wuchang's hand, dozens of Flying Needles instantly took flight, hiding within his sleeves and vanishing from sight.

After doing this, six small swords flew out and were tucked into his waist, concealed by his black clothes.

Lightning flickered beneath Ji Wuchang's feet, and his body instantly vanished.

Inside the Secret Realm, the situation changed once again as four Tokens appeared before everyone.

The appearance of these four Tokens was because Zuo Ziyue had just slain that Vicious Beast, and they had then charged into the Rank 6 beast's Immortal Cave, finding them inside.

They were thinking too simply; the Heavenly Star Dynasty had already sent people to turn the competition grounds upside down, taking away all the most important things in this Secret Realm.

If they wanted to gain a massive harvest within the Secret Realm, it would be extremely difficult!

Of course, there were still some smaller rewards; these were the prizes the Heavenly Star Dynasty had left for them!

Ji Wuchang arrived silently. His Divine Soul swept the area, and he frowned slightly when he found no one from the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls.

But then, a flash of killing intent appeared in his eyes; he had spotted the group that had first attacked him.

At the same time, he also noticed that several people from the Demonic Paths First Hall were among them.

At this moment, Ji Xiao, Ji Tianxiao, Ji Chengren, and the others had just arrived, completely ignoring the four Tokens appearing in the distance.

They didn't care about the competition here at all!

"This fellow is quite the runner, to have fled this far."

Ji Chengren spoke with a smile, a hint of faint mockery in his voice.

"This person must possess a special secret technique. It's not simple; if we can get it, it will be another trump card for us!"

Ji Tianxiao spoke, a look of greed flashing in his eyes.

Ji Xiao was about to reply when his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he shouted, "Ji He, watch out!"

At the exact moment Ji Xiao spoke, a pitch-black iron chain extended from the Void Realm, piercing into the back of Ji He's head as fast as lightning.

The chain went through the back of his head and came out through Ji He's nose, a foul stench emanating from the iron!

Ji He let out a shrill scream, his eyes filled with infinite terror.

His Divine Soul flew out and then rapidly dissipated.

After piercing through Ji He's head, the iron chain swiftly retracted into the void, vanishing instantly.

"Hall of Ten Thousand Souls! You dare kill a member of my Ji Family? Our Ji Family will surely fight you to the death!"

Killing intent surged in Ji Xiao's eyes. As he spoke, he raised a longsword and slashed down at the distant void!

This was a strike fueled by Ji Xiao's fury. The sword light instantly expanded dozens of times, transforming into a beam of light dozens of zhang long that slashed into the void.

With a thunderous boom, a sound like a clap of thunder echoed from the void, and terrifying Sword Qi crisscrossed for a hundred zhang around.

Ji Xiao stared intently at the distant void, but after a long while, there was still no result!

Ji Tianxiao, Ji Chengren, and the other four were now all tense, staring at the surrounding void, their hands gripping their longswords slightly tighter.

The sudden turn of events here also alerted those nearby who were vying for the Tokens.

The five people from the Demonic Paths First Hall also looked over. Pu Yongchang and Pu Yongming exchanged a glance, their pupils constricting slightly.

But everyone waited for a long while, and still, no one appeared.

[Ding! Congratulations Master for slaying Ji He. Luck +310. Ji He's Luck has been reset to zero!]

Hidden thousands of zhang away, the System's voice rang in Ji Wuchang's mind.

He was momentarily stunned; he hadn't expected the person he just killed to also be surnamed Ji!

He frowned slightly, but then his eyes were replaced by indifference.

No matter what his surname was, the other party wanted to kill him, so why should he hold back? Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he would kill him first!

Ji Wuchang looked at the people from the Demonic Paths First Hall not far away, killing intent surging in his eyes.

Just as everyone thought it was an accident, another change occurred. A pitch-black iron chain reappeared, directly piercing the throat of someone near Pu Yongchang.

With a flick of the chain, a head flew into the air, and blood sprayed wildly from the neck.

This time was also silent and traceless, as if the chain had been right next to the person's neck all along.

A strong, foul stench spread from the iron chain, and the flesh on the person's neck began to rot.

"How bold! You're looking for death!"

Pu Yongchang and Pu Yongming roared simultaneously and lunged toward the space where the chain was.

Without the slightest hesitation, both struck out with a palm. Terrifying palm prints expanded rapidly, surrounded by pitch-black gas!

The moment their palm prints were struck out, four pitch-black Flying Needles flew out from the void, heading straight for their eyes.

The needles were as fast as lightning, arriving before their eyes in an instant.

Cold sweat broke out on both of them. Without time to think, they raised their other hands and struck out to meet the Flying Needles.

As for the original palm strike, its power was instantly halved!

Two muffled groans escaped their lips. They had thought that a single palm strike would surely crush the Flying Needles into powder.

But they had underestimated the power of these four Flying Needles; although they blocked them, the needles pierced into their palms at the same time.

A piercing, agonizing pain shot through both of their palms simultaneously.

Looking at their palms, they saw they had turned pitch black, and a foul stench emanated from them, causing their expressions to change drastically.

Neither of them had expected the four Flying Needles to be highly toxic.

This poison came from the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls; even with their Dao Severing Realm cultivation, they still felt their Divine Souls tremble!

Ignoring everything else, the spiritual energy within them surged, and pitch-black blood poured from their palms.

At that moment, the iron chain reappeared, directly wrapping around the throat of another person from the Demonic Paths First Hall.

The man gripped the chain tightly with both hands, indistinct screams escaping the corners of his mouth.

His hands and neck were rapidly rotting from the poison on the chain, and the blood flowing out was pitch black.