Chapter 50: Who is the Protagonist, Zhang Fan's Soul-Aspect 30
Jiang Lai, in her loose short-sleeved shirt, denim shorts, and white sneakers, stood blocking in front of Zhang Fan, just as she had on Zhenwu Mountain that day.
"Hm!?"
"Lai Lai, you finally came." Jiang Hu shouted.
"You can actually still move?" He Fei looked at Jiang Lai, unable to help but reveal a strange expression.
"You're running around recklessly again."
Jiang Lai glanced sideways, casting a look at Zhang Fan, and said expressionlessly.
"No... why did you come? Didn't you ask for leave?" Zhang Fan asked cluelessly.
"You're actually chatting in front of me!?"
He Fei's cold words erupted.
Rumble...
Immediately after, one surge of blood-Qi after another shot into the sky, like fox tails, rolling wildly toward Jiang Lai.
Hum...
Almost at the same moment, Jiang Lai moved. In a space of only a little over a hundred square meters, her figure darted and shifted, fast as an afterimage, flashing and attacking between those blood-Qi tails.
Bang...
Between the intersecting attacks of two tails, Jiang Lai suddenly turned in the gap, her fair, delicate fist smashing down. An explosion erupted, and the two blood-colored tails were violently shattered...
Immediately after, Jiang Lai landed, her feet tapping lightly, and her entire person sprang out like a cannonball. The terrifying power turned her figure into an afterimage, killing toward the remaining tails...
"Too fast... Sister Wen, is she really the boss's relative?" Jiang Hu felt a chill run down his spine.
That day, he had taken a slap from Jiang Lai and only lost two wisdom teeth. Now it seemed the value of that slap was still rising.
Bang bang bang...
With several successive explosions, those blood-colored tails were shattered one after another. Seeing Jiang Lai reach He Fei, there was only a five-step distance.
Hum...
Just at this moment, an even more violent surge of blood-Qi shot into the sky, actually turning into a fox head, opening its bloody maw and biting toward Jiang Lai.
Jiang Lai's expression remained as usual, her arms blocking in front of her. She was violently bitten by the blood-colored fox head, pressed backward, and crashed into the wall, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Whoosh...
Almost at the same moment, Jiang Lai walked out of the dust, the short sleeve on her shoulder torn, her fair skin stained with scarlet blood.
"Jiang Lai..." Zhang Fan looked at that smear of crimson, his gaze suddenly tightening.
"Don't speak."
Jiang Lai stared indifferently at He Fei and walked straight in front of Zhang Fan.
"Beauty saving the bear?" He Fei sneered.
"You are very special... but not special enough..."
He Fei shook his head and said indifferently: "Everyone once thought that they were the protagonist of this world..."
When he was very young, he was thrown into a fox den by his father...
As an illegitimate child, he had no status whatsoever in the He family. No one knew how those foxes toyed with him in that pitch-black fox den...
But in the end, he survived...
Because of this, he received a little bit of attention. But precisely because of such an experience, no one in the He family treated him like a human, except for He Huan, who would occasionally share her snacks and toys with him...
This was perhaps the only light in his dark life.
From then on, he developed a different kind of affection for this younger sister, even though in the He family, this sister couldn't be considered a normal person either...
But this did not hinder He Fei's fanaticism and reliance on her. From then on, He Fei began a different life. He cultivated crazily, endured pain that ordinary people could not endure, and even integrated the immortal family he enshrined into his body, making no distinction between them...
Those peers who had once shown arrogant disdain in front of him were all trampled under his feet!!
"In the younger generation of the He family, no one can defy me..."
"In front of them, I am the protagonist, and tonight is the same... Your life and death are also decided by me."
Clatter...
Suddenly, He Fei's clothes violently shattered, revealing an eerie chest. On his chest actually grew a fox face, just like a specimen, shriveled and ferocious, as if it had been stitched into this body...
Immediately after, scarlet blood slowly flowed from between his hands, merging into the earthen pool behind him.
The candle located in the due north position flickered on and off, and the flickering flame looked as if it were about to ignite...
Everyone's expression changed drastically. They only felt that by their ears, the faint sound of a dragon's roar grew more and more massive, and the soul-aspects within their bodies curled up, as if fearing heaven and earth.
"Seven Stars Seal the Mouth, Dragon Teeth Carry the Corpse!" He Fei said coldly.
Behind him, blood light surged, and a blurry phantom flickered and rose, as if it would jump out at any moment.
"Run!"
Jiang Lai's gaze tightened slightly. She whispered to Zhang Fan, then took a step out, facing He Fei directly.
"Jiang Lai..."
"Daoist Art! Dragon-Fixing Stake!" Just at this moment, Jiang Lai's hands formed seals, and a soft whisper fell. Her aura shot into the sky like a long rainbow, then plunged three feet into the ground.
Rumble...
The entire Taoyuan Plaza shook slightly, as if an earthquake had occurred. The sound of the dragon's roar seemed to diminish a lot, and the candle in the due north position also became dim and lusterless.
"Who exactly are you?"
He Fei's expression shifted slightly, staring fixedly at Jiang Lai: "Actually using a human body to fix a dragon vein!?"
Jiang Lai remained silent. She stood motionless, the blood draining from her beautiful face instantly. She was like a stake, firmly fixing the dragon vein beneath her, so that it could not revive and raise its head.
Such a Daoist art made even Wen He reveal a look of astonishment; it was unheard of.
"What a pity..."
"The dragon in Taoyuan Plaza is an evil dragon. Its mouth does not open, its lips do not part, and seven fangs are exposed..." He Fei shook his head indifferently, his eyes filled with mockery.
"The great dragon does not raise its head, the ferocious fangs bring slaughter!"
The words had barely fallen when scarlet blood poured like a waterfall from He Fei's body into the earthen pool, and the candle in the due north position violently ignited...
In an instant, the entire Taoyuan Plaza violently shook, and a dragon's roar echoed in everyone's ears.
Immediately after, behind He Fei, blood light surged. If observed with the soul-aspect, one could see seven blood-colored fangs slowly emerging, ferocious and violent, making one's hair stand on end.
"It's over..."
Wen He's heart trembled. She hadn't expected He Fei, coming from a background of Exorcism and Spirit-Inviting, to possess such strange arts, capable of manipulating the wonders of the dragon vein and gathering the great ferocious dragon teeth.
"There must be an expert behind him!" Jiang Hu gritted his teeth.
The dragon teeth were bared, the great ferocity had gained power, and everyone's soul-aspects were like returning to silence, trembling and unable to manifest freely.
"I said... tonight I am still the protagonist..." He Fei was cold, his murderous gaze looking at Zhang Fan, then at Jiang Lai.
"Following the original order, is it still ladies first?"
He Fei revealed a gentlemanly, polite smile, then said: "Let's make it ladies first."
The words had barely fallen when, amidst the blood light, the grim fangs slowly protruded like blades, aimed at Jiang Lai.
"Soul-aspect... soul-aspect..."
Zhang Fan was roaring in his heart. At this moment, he was incomparably thirsty for power, crazily wanting to observe his own soul-aspect...
However, his emotions were intense, his thoughts were chaotic, and his consciousness-spirit became increasingly restless, moving further and further away from his soul-aspect...
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to that day when he was twelve years old, still feeling such despair and powerlessness...
Everything around him was pitch black, he couldn't see anything, and in the freezing heavy rain, he could only cry out powerlessly...
"I can't see anything... I can't hear anything... I can't feel anything..."
"Why is it like this!?"
That rainy night, twelve-year-old Zhang Fan rubbed his eyes hard, wanting to see clearly the darkness of this heaven and earth.
"The Great Night does not brighten... The Great Night does not brighten..."
"Have you not woken up yet?"
"Perhaps you will never wake up again..."
Just at this moment, a void voice echoed eerily in the darkness, sounding like Zhang Fan's own voice, and also like someone else's.
"Soon, you are almost there..."
"Humans are the most wonderful creatures, possessing both divinity and devilry. Advance and you can become a god, retreat and you can become a devil, but between that god and devil..."
"Find that light... When that heavenly light shines in, you will be able to see a world you have never seen before..."
"When you see the world clearly, see your true nature clearly, you will be able to wake up..."
Chaotic words echoed eerily in that vast darkness, like delirious mutterings in a dream, making Zhang Fan unable to distinguish what was real and what was a dream...
"I can't die yet..."
Just at this moment, a light, slow voice echoed in the eerie room.
Everyone was stunned. Under the gaze of all, Zhang Fan had already stood up, blocking in front of Jiang Lai.
"You..." A different kind of brilliance flickered in Jiang Lai's ethereal eyes.
"Let me do it!"
Zhang Fan whispered in a deep voice, his hands forming seals. Suddenly, a terrifying phenomenon shot into the sky, as if his consciousness-spirit had perished and his soul-aspect had returned.
"This... how is this possible?"
"He... how did he do it?"
Wen He and Jiang Hu looked at each other, simply unable to believe the scene before their eyes.
"Impossible... this is absolutely impossible... How can your soul-aspect still return under the suppression of the dragon vein!?"
At this moment, He Fei finally changed his expression.
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