Chapter 120: The Person Behind the Scenes

The heavily injured Ghost-Faced Man was completely terrified; he never imagined that a Forbidden Curse Mage would be so terrifying when fighting for their life!

At this moment, the situation had completely spiraled out of his control. He never expected that four of his brothers would die, and furthermore... Ye Lin did not seem to have any intention of letting him go!

The blind Ye Lin crouched down, groping around to pick up the shovel that the old man from the beginning had dropped on the ground.

He used the shovel as a blind man's cane, stumbling his way to the location of the Ghost-Faced Man.

Just as the Ghost-Faced Man was wondering what Ye Lin was going to do, Ye Lin raised the shovel and, with a *clack*, shoveled it onto the Ghost-Faced Man's body!

"Ah!"

The Ghost-Faced Man let out a painful scream. Ye Lin was different from other Forbidden Curse Mages; Endless Devour had increased his strength attribute significantly. Even without casting any Forbidden Curses, the current Ye Lin could still inflict a certain amount of damage.

Ye Lin turned a blind eye to the Ghost-Faced Man's screams.

Shoveling, striking, slicing, stabbing—every possible way to use a shovel was applied to the Ghost-Faced Man. Soon, the Ghost-Faced Man's body was a bloody mess.

Whether the Ghost-Faced Man screamed, begged for mercy, or made threats, Ye Lin did not stop for even a second.

He was like a tireless machine, his face devoid of any expression, swinging the shovel down onto the Ghost-Faced Man again and again.

This bloody and bizarre scene made many people shudder involuntarily.

Judging by Ye Lin's intent, he was clearly going to beat the Ghost-Faced Man to death with the shovel!

One must know that the Ghost-Faced Man was a class-transferred individual with a level as high as 50. Killing him with something like a shovel was akin to killing an ordinary person with a soup spoon.

For the Ghost-Faced Man, this was absolutely a torturous and long process, both physically and mentally.

The shovel fell rhythmically, strike after strike, and soon the Ghost-Faced Man completely broke down.

"Stop hitting me, I beg you, just give me a quick death! Isn't it that you want to know who is behind me? I'll tell you, it's..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Lin did not hesitate to slam the shovel onto the Ghost-Faced Man's mouth, preventing him from continuing.

At the same time, a flash of cold light, fast as lightning, flickered and vanished, piercing directly through the Ghost-Faced Man's temple and leaving behind an imperceptible wound.

The Ghost-Faced Man's eyes became bloodshot, and he lost his life almost instantly.

Ye Lin pretended to know nothing, continuing to swing the shovel and smash it onto the Ghost-Faced Man's corpse again and again.

Of course, he knew there was someone behind the Ghost-Faced Man, but that person was definitely not someone he could provoke at his current level.

That was an existence capable of mobilizing the power of the entire Qingcheng to cooperate with their agenda.

If he were to act like Huang Litian and get to the bottom of it, he would mysteriously disappear from this world due to "force majeure" within three days.

With his current strength, playing dumb was the best choice.

After smashing the Ghost-Faced Man's corpse into a puddle of mush, Ye Lin threw away the shovel and spoke in a cold voice.

"Zhuge Qianxing was once my teacher; he was a benefactor to me. I want his final journey to be peaceful and undisturbed. If anyone still insists on causing trouble, I will accompany them to the end."

"In any case, a Forbidden Curse Mage like me doesn't have many years left to live. I don't mind dragging you all down to die with me!"

The words were spoken with great weight, and no one doubted Ye Lin's resolve. Just moments ago, he had proven with his actions that he would truly do it!

For a moment, the entire scene fell silent.

After losing his eyeballs, the two black eye sockets on Ye Lin's face looked somewhat terrifying, but at this moment, none of the citizens of Qingcheng who had gathered because of Zhuge Qianxing were afraid of Ye Lin; the looks they gave him were filled with admiration.

Some even stepped forward to take the initiative to support Ye Lin.

Zhuge Ni was also helped up, and Zhuge Qianxing's ice coffin was lifted back onto the vehicle. Everything was orderly, as if nothing had happened.

Only the three corpses lying on the ground and the two standing ice sculptures served as a testament to what had just occurred.

Everyone thought this farce had ended here, but an insidious voice rang out from the shadows.

"A Forbidden Curse Mage fighting for their life? How truly terrifying. But with your eyes blinded, how many people can you actually take down with you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire crowd was in an uproar.

That Ghost-Faced Man actually had an accomplice!

A look of despair appeared in the depths of Zhuge Ni's eyes. Could it be that her father would truly not be allowed to rest in peace even after death?

Ye Lin's heart also sank slightly. This shouldn't be; could that person behind the scenes truly have such heaven-reaching influence?

"One Forbidden Curse Mage isn't enough? Then how about adding me!"

Just as everyone was falling into despair, a stream of light struck from the horizon, arriving in an instant and transforming into a middle-aged beauty in a white dress—it was none other than Su Chengxin, her face gloomy and her eyes red-rimmed.

"I don't care who is behind you; today, as long as you dare to stand out, I, Su Chengxin, dare to fight you to the death!"

In the crowd, many people gasped, looking at Su Chengxin in surprise. They had just seen this woman on television not long ago; she was a recruitment teacher for the Supreme Academy!

Everyone was curious. They had clearly seen Su Chengxin and Zhuge Qianxing at odds over Ye Lin during the live broadcast earlier, so why did Su Chengxin look so agitated now that Zhuge Qianxing had passed away?

"Well said! Zhuge Qianxing was an old friend of mine. I want to see what kind of petty scoundrel dares to come and cause trouble!" An old man with white hair and beard arrived quickly, the aura radiating from his body extremely terrifying; he was clearly also a class-transferred individual of formidable strength.

"Old Lie, count me in!"

"And me!"

One strong individual after another arrived, all of them there to support Zhuge Qianxing.

Hearing these developments, Ye Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had said as much—with Zhuge Qianxing's connections, how could he possibly be bullied like this at his own funeral?

If that person behind the scenes could truly block everyone coming to support Zhuge Qianxing, that would be truly terrifying to contemplate.

With the protection of strong individuals like Su Chengxin, the person hiding in the shadows did not appear again.

Soon, the hearse started up again and headed toward the cemetery, the road unobstructed.

In a high-rise building not far away, a middle-aged man in luxurious robes stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, calmly watching the funeral procession depart.

His brow revealed a sense of majesty, clearly the aura cultivated from holding a high position for many years. His gaze was profound, as if it could peer into the human heart, making others afraid to meet his eyes.

A black-robed figure wearing a rat-faced mask knelt behind this middle-aged man.

"Have Tiger and Rabbit returned?" the middle-aged man asked indifferently.

"Reporting to my lord, they have returned. In a valley 79 kilometers east of Qingcheng, there are indeed traces of the Gate of Apocalypse having appeared!"

The rat-faced masked figure emitted an electronic sound, seemingly using a voice changer, making it impossible to distinguish their gender.

"The Gate of Apocalypse has appeared? I said as much—how could the dignified Mr. Zhuge die for no reason?" the middle-aged man muttered to himself.

"My lord, should we continue to send people to intercept Zhuge Qianxing's hearse?" the rat-faced masked figure asked.

The middle-aged man's fingers tapped rhythmically on the tabletop, making a *thump-thump-thump* sound.

"No need. Su Chengxin and those people have already stepped forward; continuing to cause trouble would have a bad impact. As of now, neither that Ye Lin nor Zhuge Ni seems to know that Zhuge Qianxing went to the Gate of Apocalypse."

"You only need to send people to monitor Ye Lin and Zhuge Ni. As for yourself, take the others and search for that Ling Ye and Guo Qin with all your might. I want to see them alive or see their corpses, no matter the cost!"

"Yes."

The rat-faced masked figure vanished from the spot like a ghost. In the large office, only the middle-aged man remained. He narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with dangerous light.

"Zhuge Qianxing, oh Zhuge Qianxing, what exactly did you do when you went to the Gate of Apocalypse? You even threw your life away for it. Could it be that a new Origin Ancient Artifact has truly appeared within the Gate of Apocalypse?"