Chapter 38

"Good... so strong!"

Everyone gazed at the figure sitting quietly on the broken carriage seat; though the environment was crude, in their eyes,

it was as if they saw a World-Suppressing Bright King seated upon a lotus throne.

They couldn't help but recall the nickname Fatty had given him.

Fierce Man Brother!

They thought it was a joke, but they had underestimated him far too much.

In their eyes, the Fly Child, who had casually slaughtered those at the peak of the Spirit Opening realm like a BOSS, was like a rag doll before him, tossed about at will and easily beheaded.

The Fly Child did not even make him stand up until he perished!

This gap... is simply too huge!

"Fierce Man Brother's external manifestation... is so terrifying!"

Fatty's expression was shocked; he knew Jiang Yan was powerful, but he never expected...

what he knew was only the tip of the iceberg!

This fellow is absolutely a genius from some top-tier faction!

"Is it the Wild History Club? Or the Son of Heaven's Demon Palace? The World-Shadow Society related to shadows? Or a monster cultivated locally in Jiangnan Province..."

Several names of top-tier dark factions flashed through Fatty's mind, but he dared not be certain.

The official faction that should have been suspected most for recruiting talent was ruled out because this fighting style and ability were too...

sinister.

Whose righteous person's shadow would transform into such a bizarre two-headed great snake, devouring everything, with even a headless body sprouting numerous arms to hold swords and slay powerful enemies?

It was more terrifying than a diseased creature!

It was truly impossible to connect the Fierce Man Brother before them with the History Correction Bureau that executed justice.

Originally, Fatty felt a bit of superiority in his heart, thinking that when Fierce Man Brother arrived in Demon Capital and met his faction, he could shock the other party, then smoothly recruit him as a guest elder.

But now it seemed...

he was the one who needed to befriend the other party and leave a good impression.

'Father said the disease in the river of history is deepening, pushing vast amounts of diseased domains into the present world; while it brings danger, it also provides more opportunities.

In this gradually chaotic era, the future must belong to these geniuses. Father always says I lack ambition, not realizing luck is part of strength. Just going out randomly and bumping into Fierce Man Brother; if I can cling to his thigh, with the two of us, wouldn't we be slaughtering everyone left and right? Gaga gaga...'

Fatty's heart surged with excitement; he was just about to get closer to Fierce Man Brother, but he discovered...

the other party had disappeared again.

Whether it was the Shadow-Eating Great Snake, the Fly Child's corpse, or the massive swarm of flies, all vanished without a trace.

Only the ruins left by the battle proved that everything just now was not an illusion.

With the Fly Child's blockade gone, Carriage Driver No. 4 quickly contacted the Five Chang Ritual Assembly via mobile phone.

When the Five Chang Ritual Assembly's reinforcements arrived, the leader was a middle-aged man with white hair wearing a black robe; he was the president of the Five Chang Ritual Assembly, a powerhouse of the Law Seed Realm.

After listening to everyone recount the process, he looked at the small grove that had nearly been leveled before him, his gaze surprised.

It was hard to imagine these were traces left by a Foundation Realm battle?

It was almost comparable to the Law Seed Realm!

The president spoke: "Regarding today's incident, we of the Five Chang Ritual Assembly will not shirk responsibility; we will present everyone with a Foundation Realm historical artifact as compensation shortly, and we have already arranged for a Foundation Realm guest elder to escort everyone home. As for the many guests who died, as long as their families come forward, we will compensate them equally."

Although this incident was caused by a demon attack, the Five Chang Ritual Assembly should, in theory, offer at most humanitarian aid, but...

Carriage Driver No. 10 was specifically parasitized by insect eggs; even if not voluntary, the fact that he sent information to lure other carriage drivers to the Fly Child remained true.

Because so many people died, this news could not be hidden.

Therefore, the Five Chang Ritual Assembly could not shirk responsibility; unless they were willing to abandon this money tree, they had to hold their noses and accept it.

Reputation is more important than profit!

If the Fly Child had not already been slain by Sima Sima Luoshui, the Five Chang president would have been eager to chop him into a million pieces!

Thinking of Sima Sima Luoshui...

the Five Chang president's mouth twitched; this name had too much water content. He spoke: "Sima Sima Luoshui has removed a harm for us History Walkers; as long as he comes personally and proves his identity, he can collect a top-tier Foundation Realm artifact at the Five Chang Ritual Assembly."

After speaking, the Five Chang president did not stay any longer; he still had to send Carriage Drivers No. 10 and No. 4 for treatment, otherwise he would chill the hearts of those under him.

Truly a pile of troublesome matters!

Decided: from now on, not even a single fly shall enter!

Nengneng, who was originally working part-time, heard about the carriage drivers' incident and rushed to the clinic within the Ritual Assembly's base; seeing Carriage Driver No. 4, who was on his last breath, being supported by Carriage Driver No. 7, her eyes instantly turned red.

"Thank goodness you are safe!"

Nengneng threw herself into Carriage Driver No. 7's arms; when she first received the news, she was so scared her whole body trembled.

She feared it was her own father in trouble.

"No. 3 is dead, No. 4 is lightly injured, and No. 10 was parasitized by fly eggs and is in critical condition; he has already been sent to Old Chu for rescue."

"Nengneng, your father's luck is very good; at that time, the passenger I was delivering happened to be in the opposite direction. Because it was too far, I didn't go even after receiving the message, and I just happened to dodge disaster."

Carriage Driver No. 7 patted Nengneng's head, having not expected such a huge event to happen tonight.

He sighed: "This world is truly getting more and more chaotic; I don't know if I can live until the day you get married... never mind, I can't bear such great grievance. Zhang Nengneng, you should stay at home; your father will support you in your old age."

"Father, what nonsense are you talking!"

Nengneng stamped her foot, laughing through her tears, then turned to look at Carriage Driver No. 4, who had just been shown off a face full of father-daughter affection, and said: "Uncle, it's good that you returned safely!"

"Yes, a blessing in misfortune; luckily that person was on the carriage!"

Carriage Driver No. 4 was also relieved, his words full of gratitude.

Nengneng was also curious and asked for specific details.

However, the more she listened, the more familiar it felt; her mouth opened into an "O" shape; after asking about the clothing, she could already confirm...

This Sima Sima Luoshui is the big brother!

Soon,

the news spread through the Five Vengeful Spirits Dharma Assembly, causing a sensation; many hearts remained filled with lingering fear, grateful they had not rushed to leave.

Some, hearing the Five Vengeful Spirits Dharma Assembly would offer compensation, loudly clamored that they were friends of the deceased customers, going to demand an explanation.

And the name Sima Sima Luoshui spread along with it.

After all, sitting upright like a Plague King, killing a Dao Foundation with a snap of the fingers, he had truly made a spectacle of himself.

For a time, discussions raged everywhere.

In the crowd, a lean man, hearing that his outer manifestation was a two-headed shadow serpent, could not help but shiver, secretly thinking his life was great.

Just a little bit...

he would not have had to work for the rest of his life.

At the same time,

Jiang Yan, at the center of the storm, felt somewhat complex emotions.

It was not that he, seeking to keep a low profile, had quietly departed, indifferent to fame and profit.

In fact, he simply had no strength to run about wildly,

and before he could even catch his breath, he was ambushed by the River of History,

dragged into a new Sick Domain!

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(End of this chapter)