Chapter 427: Why Is It Always Chasing Me?

Strangely, Zheng Hang suddenly felt a chill creep up his spine, as if a pair of invisible eyes were staring fixedly at him.

The feeling of being spied on was like some damp, cold tentacle climbing up his spine.

He scanned his surroundings without changing expression, using lv3 Dynamic Vision, trying to catch any hint of abnormal movement.

However, the underground shaft was full of branching paths everywhere, like a huge dark labyrinth, deep and gloomy with no end; if something sinister was hiding in the dark and did not reveal itself, it would be very hard to detect.

"The Blood Bar Ghost Eye's reconnaissance is still a bit limited—the viewing distance is too short, and it cannot see through things. So if someone was hiding behind a stone, I wouldn't see their blood bar……"

Zheng Hang's brow furrowed slightly, and he became secretly vigilant in his heart.

"Who is targeting me? Sigh, just having 【Sharingan】 isn't enough; I need to figure out how to get 【Byakugan】 too!"

Zheng Hang pushed his glasses with his palm, asked Zhao Jingyi a few more questions, then smiled and said:

"……I see. Don't worry; next time we meet, I will rescue you from your Mentor's clutches. This time, I'll first help you open up your future path of advancement."

Zhao Jingyi was stunned: "Ah?"

Zheng Hang didn't explain too much, but added another warning:

"In any case, from now on, while you are by your Mentor's side, be sure to keep your eyes open and gather intelligence on the 【Eternal Corpse Sect】 or the 【Black Core】. Then, farewell; I look forward to our next reunion."

Leaving behind a warm farewell, Zheng Hang turned and walked toward the depths of the sewer, his back appearing especially calm and elegant in the darkness.

Zhao Jingyi stood where she was, her gaze following Zheng Hang's gradually disappearing back, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

From initial gratitude, to subsequent awe, to now feeling lost, her state of mind in such a short time seemed to be kneaded and pinched flat into a strange shape by a hand like modeling clay.

She silently thought to herself:

"Is this 【Destiny】? I haven't witnessed its terrifying side with my own eyes yet, but this bewitching evil that makes one involuntarily sink into it, I have deeply felt."

That feeling was like being enchanted; clearly knowing the path ahead might be an abyss, yet still unable to resist wanting to get closer, but when she came to her senses, one foot had already sunk in.

She didn't know what Zheng Hang meant by "opening up the path of advancement," but for some reason, she actually felt a faint sense of anticipation.

"Looking forward to our next reunion!"

Zhao Jingyi whispered softly toward Zheng Hang's disappearing back.

……..

Feng Yuhuai's breathing was heavy and rapid, her chest rising and falling violently like a bellows.

Her white shoes had been dyed black, stepping in the sewage in the underground pipe; the foul, green-tinged water surface surged violently, and circles of turbid ripples spread rapidly.

Reflected on the water surface was her disheveled figure—messy hair stuck to her forehead, her cheeks covered in dirt, her clothes soaked with filthy blood and congealed flesh, clinging to her skin.

However, what was even more horrifying was that there was not only her in the reflection.

Not far behind her, a humanoid monster with a faded pajama around its neck and a hideous face was rushing toward her wildly, baring its teeth and claws, its eyes flashing with excitement.

Behind it, several slightly slower monsters followed closely, scrambling to "overtake on the curve."

Behind them, a damaged drone followed with difficulty, one corner of its wing broken, shaking and about to fall apart, as if it would scatter at any moment.

But its fist-sized eyes stared unblinkingly at the life-and-death struggle between the beauty and the monsters in the sewer from beginning to end.

It really wanted the "Golden Microphone" award!!!

"Chase chase chase… why are you still chasing me? I've already escaped into this sewer, yet you still won't let me go; do these monsters have water in their brains? The ground above is crowded with people, yet you insist on targeting only me?"

Feng Yuhuai was burning with rage; until now, she still naively thought these monsters attacked indiscriminately and never expected they were targeting her specifically, only feeling she had suffered eight generations of bad luck.

What made her lungs nearly explode with anger even more was that the relentless drone behind her was determined to continue the live broadcast even if it died.

Feng Yuhuai liked being on TV under the spotlight, but not in this form.

"If I find out which TV station this drone belongs to, I will definitely eat all of you."

A sudden strong chill struck Feng Yuhuai's heart, and her pupils suddenly contracted to needle points.

She caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, made an emergency stop and stepped aside, her body suddenly rolling to the right.

At the moment she dodged, at the pipe 10 meters ahead, the pipe wall suddenly burst like a spider web, and a three-meter-tall humanoid creature burst out of the wall like a cannonball.

Its reversed limbs' claws scratched against the pipe wall, its scale-covered waist and abdominal muscles tensed instantly, its entire body folding and shooting out like a spring knife, carrying broken bricks and rust as it lunged straight at her.

Boom—

The pipe wall shook visibly to the naked eye, green moss and rust fell rustlingly, and the air exploded with a visible shockwave.

"When did they get around to the front? Do these monsters even know how to flank?"

Feng Yuhuai was shocked in her heart; the monsters weren't scary, what was scary was that the monsters had brains, and she herself was the most living example.

An evil wind struck her back; Feng Yuhuai almost instinctively pressed her blood-stained red hair against her back, then used her hands and feet together, her body sliding forward like a snake.

She slightly raised her head, only to see a shadow covered in scales sweeping over her head like dark clouds pressing down, bringing with it a nauseating fishy wind.

The monster's sharp claws scraped across her back, tearing countless red hairs, ripping her clothes, and scratching several shallow blood gashes on her back.

"Want to eat me? Hmph, I want to taste your flavor too!"

Feng Yuhuai's voice carried a cold laugh; her arm suddenly shook, and Qi and Blood surged into her wrist.

Using the monster's huge body as cover, Feng Yuhuai's five fingers instantly shattered, transforming into countless fine and tough red threads, like a poisonous snake flicking its tongue, striking into the monster's abdomen with the speed of thunder.

Puppetry Technique Snake Devour!

Hiss—

Hiss—

The red threads crazily bit at the monster's scales like living things; they drilled in through the insignificant gaps between the scales, then roamed wantonly inside the monster's abdominal cavity, greedily sucking the taste of flesh and blood.

The monster let out a painful scream, and a large amount of blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing all over Feng Yuhuai's face.

Taking advantage of the monster's painful struggle, Feng Yuhuai quickly withdrew her hand, nimbly slid out from under the monster's huge body, then rolled close to the ground.

The second monster behind had already approached; its terrifying claws, with a whistling wind, fiercely grabbed at the back of her head.

Feng Yuhuai lowered her head to dodge this fatal blow, and at the same time kicked toward the monster's knee.

However, the monster's body was hard as iron, and the rebound force made her foot sole slightly numb.

She used the rebound force to leap up, flipped 180 degrees in the air, stepped on the pipe wall upside down, a head of red hair hanging down, covering her entire face within it….

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