Chapter 348 Drama Queen

"Wait!"

Zhu Fengtong felt cold all over, like a drowning man about to be submerged, and couldn't help but plead loudly for mercy:

"Lord Ghost General, spare my life! We can cooperate. I know many people have entered this place; I can lead you to them!!"

"My meat isn't good to eat—it's old and tough. I know someone who is young and powerful, a fair-skinned pretty boy. His taste will definitely suit your palate!!"

The pale, large hand clutching his neck actually stopped. A terrifying face peeked out from behind him, its voice raspy and cold:

"The pretty boy you mentioned, will he taste better than this person?"

"This person?"

Zhu Fengtong's body was eroded by Death Qi, leaving him without a shred of strength. Hearing this, he followed the Ghost General's gaze and looked forward.

He saw a young man standing there with an expressionless face.

He was dressed in ink-black brocade robes, standing tall and elegant. His brows and eyes carried a hint of arrogance, his features were distinct, and the lines of his face were as sharp as if carved by a knife.

Who else could it be but Yan Chu?

At this moment, Yan Chu spoke almost at the same time:

"The pretty boy you're talking about... it wouldn't happen to be me, would it?"

"It's you!!!"

Zhu Fengtong hurriedly spoke to the Ghost General:

"It's him! His meat is definitely fragrant and tender, much better than mine. I'm old and tough; eating me will cause indigestion and diarrhea!"

"Unlike this pretty boy, eating him will definitely increase your power greatly. He tastes dozens of times better than me!"

Hearing Zhu Fengtong's nonsense, Yan Chu's expression became somewhat strange.

Is this the Red King who was recently rumored to be coming for Xue Bai? The heaven ranking number one powerhouse? Why does he feel like he's possessed by Second Senior Brother?

He even knows professional terms like 'indigestion.'

Sure enough, the people of this world have some skills; it’s as if they were the ones who transmigrated, and I’m the one who’s native-born.

Unexpectedly, the Ghost General actually put him down after listening. A pair of eyes with only white pupils looked at Yan Chu, and obvious greed appeared on its face.

It was a Nine Nether Evil Spirit, or what ordinary people would call an evil ghost.

It was extremely sensitive to the aura of the living.

Although Zhu Fengtong said those things to save his life, the ghost could clearly sense that Yan Chu's flesh and blood were indeed more beneficial to it.

The blood flowing in that young body was scalding hot, which would be of great benefit to its Realm elevation. Perhaps it could even allow it to Breakthrough the boundary of life and death and become a Ghost King.

"Cough, cough!"

Zhu Fengtong had survived the ordeal, but his severed arm hadn't recovered yet and was still bleeding heavily. His body was eroded by Death Qi, making him unable to move for the time being.

At this moment, he didn't have much hatred toward Yan Chu anymore. There was only the shared grief of victims and the desperate act of diverting trouble to save himself. He said in a complex tone:

"Don't blame me!"

"Heavenly Pillar Mountain is filled with Nine Nether Evil Spirits. I'm afraid everyone who entered will die; it's just a matter of sooner or later."

"Since that's the case, you might as well die a bit earlier so I can live a bit longer!"

"Wrong!"

Yan Chu shook his head, held up a finger in a negative gesture, and a faint smile played on his lips:

"It's you who dies! Not me!"

Zhu Fengtong was stunned, his expression slowly darkening as he sneered:

"Hmph! I know you are strong and I'm no match for you, but you will soon experience the same despair I did!"

Yan Chu stopped paying attention to him and instead crooked his pinky finger at the Ghost General that was sizing him up with greed:

"Come at me!"

Swish!

The Ghost General took a step and silently appeared behind Yan Chu. A giant mouth opened and, as expected, bit down toward the back of Yan Chu's head.

Boom!

Without even looking, Yan Chu delivered a reverse elbow strike like a rocket headbutt. His elbow punched a large hole directly through the Ghost General's abdomen, and the scorching firelight burned the blue-black flesh into a mess.

Immediately after, he grabbed the Ghost General's head with his backhand. An extremely strong devouring force appeared in his palm, forcibly tearing a struggling ghost shadow out of the body.

"Eeeek!!!!"

The black ghost shadow was caught in Yan Chu's hand and let out a sharp, piercing shriek. Its distorted figure struggled incessantly, but it wailed in agony as it was scorched by the firelight from Yan Chu's palm.

Once the body was separated from the ghost shadow, it crashed to the ground and rotted at a visible rate, quickly turning into a pile of ashes.

Zhu Fengtong watched this scene dumbfounded.

What just happened?

He hadn't fully reacted yet; being heavily injured had greatly weakened his perception.

He only felt that as soon as the Ghost General appeared behind Yan Chu, before it could do anything, the ghost shadow was torn out alive by Yan Chu.

Too fast!

Whoosh!

Green light flickered in Yan Chu's palm as a wisp of flame spread toward the ghost shadow. The ghost's screams stopped instantly, and the world became quiet.

[Killed a Ghost General-level Nine Nether Evil Spirit, Origin +0.1, Primordial Spirit Essence +1]

"What do you say? Second Senior Brother, do you still think my meat is more fragrant and tender?"

Yan Chu looked at Zhu Fengtong with a half-smile.

Zhu Fengtong immediately changed his expression, looking heartbroken and remorseful:

"Great Hero Yan, you are so powerful, why didn't you appear sooner?"

"Do you know that Fellow Daoist Zhuang Rusu just died at the hands of a Nine Nether Evil Spirit? You must avenge her!"

"What a freaking drama king!"

Yan Chu curled his lip and appeared before Zhu Fengtong in a flash.

"Spare me—"

Zhu Fengtong's face changed drastically again as he looked up and shouted.

Boom!

The palm power was vigorous and heavy, instantly smashing him into a pile of meat paste. His Primordial Spirit was shattered to pieces; he was as dead as could be.

[Killed a Three Divine Vaults Celestial, extremely satisfying, Experience +600,000]

Having slapped Zhu Fengtong to death, Yan Chu treated it as a trivial matter.

By now, he no longer looked highly upon figures of this level.

Even with the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, they were ultimately just illusions before him.

"One more!"

Yan Chu looked ahead. Dozens of miles away, another Ghost General was unhurriedly devouring Zhuang Rusu's corpse.

Suddenly, while feasting, it jerked its head up. Its pale pupils looked at Yan Chu as he slowly descended from the sky, and it felt that the leg meat in its hand was suddenly no longer fragrant.

Having been Sealed and dormant underground for so many years, these Ghost Generals were not picky eaters.

But an instinctive sensing told it immediately that the young man before it could make it even more powerful.

"Roar!!!"

It roared toward the sky and lunged forward, intense Death Qi soaring upwards.

Pfft!

While it was about to grab Yan Chu, it somehow muddledly crashed into a Black Spear and was impaled through.

Yan Chu's arm shook, and with a bang, the Ghost General instantly exploded, leaving only an illusory ghost shadow struggling on the tip of the spear.

Pfft!

With another shake of the spear, the ghost shadow shattered like a bubble.

[Killed a Ghost General-level Nine Nether Evil Spirit, Origin +0.1, Primordial Spirit Essence +1]

"There are quite a lot of these ghostly things inside Heavenly Pillar Mountain!"

Yan Chu frowned slightly, but in the next second, his brow relaxed:

"Then I'll just kill them all!"