54: Delaying? That's suicide!

Tianqiong International Group, top floor.

Inside the extremely luxurious CEO's office, the air was so heavy it felt like water would drip from it.

The light from the crystal chandelier reflected on faces that were pale and grim.

Fear was the only emotion present at this moment.

Just then, a Cadre rushed in, reporting with a trembling voice:

"Leader! This is bad!"

"The people from the Spiritual Energy Bureau... that madman is here to kill us!"

"The people we sent to stop him... they're all dead too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire office fell into a dead silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The Cadre projected a surveillance video onto a nearby LCD screen.

It was the battle scene from the first floor just now.

A figure quickly walked into the frame.

It was Chen Nian.

Two burly guards merely reached out to block Chen Nian.

Chen Nian didn't even glance at them.

He just casually waved his hand.

"Bang! Bang!"

The bodies of the two guards directly exploded.

Two dense clouds of blood mist bloomed out of thin air.

Not even a speck of bone dust remained.

At this moment, more guards emerged, attempting to block Chen Nian.

However, Chen Nian merely waved his hand lightly, as if swatting away annoying flies.

"Swish swish swish!"

A large number of thin, crimson threads suddenly erupted from his fingers.

The blood threads, like a tightening fishing net, instantly swept through every corner of the corridor.

Those Corpse Ghost Cult members who had just walked out, ready to launch an ambush, still had lingering ferocity and killing intent on their faces.

In the next instant, their bodies were sliced into countless uniform fragments.

Some people fortunately dodged these red threads.

As a result, an even finer net of blood threads struck a second time.

Those who survived didn't even have time to scream, directly turning into a sky full of scattered minced meat.

The next second.

"Static..."

The surveillance screen went dark.

Evidently, even the surveillance system had been destroyed.

Inside the office, everyone was stunned.

Their pupils contracted with extreme fear, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

"What... what the hell is this... what were those images just now...?"

"Instant... instant kill... he just waved his hand?"

After the dead silence came an uncontrollable discussion, filled with intense fear.

"How is this possible? How long has it been since the news of Xuanzhen Sect's destruction? How could he have come here so quickly!"

"And he just waved his hand, and so many of our comrades are just gone?!"

"Monster! He's not human at all! He's a monster!"

Despair spread rapidly through the crowd like a plague.

They had seen killing, and they themselves were ruthless villains who killed without batting an eye.

But they had never witnessed such efficient, bizarre, and terrifying slaughter that struck fear deep into their hearts.

That wasn't a battle.

That was an out-and-out massacre!

Yin Tianchou, the Leader of the Corpse Ghost Cult, who was seated at the head, already had large beads of sweat covering his forehead.

Sweat ran down the contours of his cheeks, dripping onto his expensive suit, but he was completely oblivious.

His composure and cunning, which he was so proud of, were fragile and vulnerable in the face of absolute power.

"Corpse Emperor..." Yin Tianchou wiped the sweat from his forehead, asking hoarsely, "How is the ritual to awaken the Corpse Emperor proceeding?"

A subordinate responsible for communications trembled and quickly responded.

"Le-Leader, everything is going smoothly, the underground magic array has been operating at full power!"

"The Corpse Emperor's aura is also growing stronger and stronger, he should... he should awaken very soon!"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Yin Tianchou's eyes.

That was his last and only trump card.

"Good! Very good!"

"Tell them to speed up, spare no expense, and awaken the Corpse Emperor at all costs!"

He scanned the terrified faces around him, barking orders.

"Send out more people, send everyone who can move, use your lives to fill the gap, use your blood to delay him, absolutely do not let that madman get near the Altar!"

"As long as we can delay until the Corpse Emperor awakens!"

"Victory will surely be ours!"

However, after his words fell, the people around him just looked at each other.

Everyone's face was filled with the horror of "Are you kidding me?"

Delay that madman?

The surveillance footage from just now was still vivid in their minds.

That man merely waved his hand, and dozens of living people turned into minced meat.

Even if everyone here was thrown in, it would probably just make him wave his hand a few more times.

That wasn't delaying time; that was actively going to one's death!

However, they dared not disobey their Leader's command.

Several Cadres, their faces pale, trembled as they accepted the order and turned to gather manpower.

At this moment, they could only pray frantically in their hearts.

Corpse Emperor, please, wake up quickly!

Please, stop that madman!