Chapter 15: Is Chen Zheng Still Human?

Chen Zheng thrust the roots of his five fingers deep into the middle‑aged woman's crown.

Blood seeped from the gaps between his five fingers and the hole, flowing down the woman's forehead, staining most of her terrified, pallid face red, making her look especially ferocious.

The middle‑aged woman widened her terrified eyes, looked up at Chen Zheng's cold face, her mouth opening and closing like a dying fish, trying to beg for mercy, but her throat wouldn't obey, only producing a "ho ho ho" sound.

The life force within her was rapidly draining.

She was on the brink of death.

Cold.

So cold.

As the last thought flashed, Chen Zheng finally withdrew the five fingers he had lodged in her crown.

Poof!

Fresh blood and brain matter poured out from the five wounds.

The woman's body fell heavily to the ground, twitched twice, and went completely rigid.

She died.

Goo‑dong…

The many monster hunters peeking into the cabin saw the bloody scene, their pupils dilated suddenly, and they swallowed a mouthful of saliva hard.

Li Qiu and Li Rong, the brother and sister, also saw it; compared with the others, they were considerably calmer.

Though only somewhat calmer.

Their complexion still turned slightly pale.

Chen Zheng, that's too brutal!

And…

Many people don't understand why Chen Zheng suddenly killed someone, and it was Wang Guanshi's wife.

Was it just because of the earlier clash with the Hu Han Gang?

The Hu Han Gang is at most a monster‑hunter group, while Wang Guanshi is backed by the Treasure Hoarding Tower; the power gap between them is incomparable.

If Chen Zheng offended the former, he only faced Hu Laoda, and with his strength he should still manage.

But offending the latter is a different matter.

This is tantamount to opposing the Treasure Hoarding Tower.

The master of the Treasure Hoarding Tower is a celestial being from the Shen Tong Mi Jing.

Chen Zheng's move is essentially courting death.

Is he insane?

Even taking a thousand steps back, even if the master of the Treasure Hoarding Tower doesn't intervene personally, the enraged Wang Guanshi would tear him apart himself.

As expected.

Wang Guanshi snapped out of disbelief at his wife's murder, blood vessels covering his eyes, nearly bulging out of the sockets, staring intently at Chen Zheng.

He growled through clenched teeth, "You actually killed her! You little brute, I will suppress you, torment you to a fate worse than death, and then …"

"You've said too much nonsense; I'll send you down now, so you and your spouse can go together to the Yellow Springs!"

Chen Zheng's voice was icy, like a cold wind from the Nine Abyss, dispersing Wang Guanshi's beast‑like roar.

He was already angry about the Treasure Hoarding Tower concealing the island's danger, and on the island he also fell into a feud with Hu Laoda, the nephew of Wang Guanshi and his wife.

Strictly speaking, he and Wang Guanshi are enemies, so he wouldn't hold back when killing.

Even as he spoke, his body had already moved, swift as flashing light, fast as a shooting star, leaving a trail of afterimages, and in an instant he darted before Wang Guanshi.

A fist flew out!

Boom—

Chen Zheng's whole body surged with power, a massive flow of Qi poured from his pores, swirling around him like vapor, wildly chaotic, lifting tables, chairs, and benches within ten steps into the air, sparking with fire.

Ming Wang Zhen Shen Second Form, Overturn Sea!

The technique, when executed, is like triggering a tsunami.

"Is he… still human?"

Many monster hunters outside the cabin, seeing the sand and stone flying inside, were shocked pale.

"What kind of martial art is this?"

Inside, Wang Guanshi felt a terrifying pressure from Chen Zheng, his eyelids twitching wildly.

Especially the streams of Qi surrounding Chen Zheng, cutting like blades, made his whole body ache, leaving wounds of varying depth on his skin. This jolted him fully awake from the shock of his wife's death and near madness.

In a daze, Chen Zheng appeared towering and majestic, like a Nether God standing in the ocean's center, flipping the sea with one hand, crushing all living things.

Four bold characters rose uncontrollably in his mind: "Invincible!"

Yet, though startled, he was no coward among the Rou Shen Shi Chong top‑tier warriors; his reflexes were extremely fast, and he swiftly withdrew.

At the same time, he reached for his waist and drew a silver short sword.

"Great River Flows East!"

Wang Guanshi let out a long howl, brandishing his sword to thrust at Chen Zheng's fist, the sword move surging like the mighty Yangtze.

This sword was a magical artifact bestowed by the master of the Treasure Hoarding Tower, unmatched in sharpness; he had wielded it invincibly, looking down on peers.

Even if Chen Zheng were stronger, he is merely mortal flesh; he cannot possibly withstand a magical weapon's attack, blood would surely spatter.

He was certain!

Poof!

The sword tip pierced Chen Zheng's fist.

This novel you...

But it did not pierce Chen Zheng's fist as Wang Guanshi had imagined; instead it was stopped by the "membrane" beneath the skin, unable to go in at all.

A terrifying force surged from Chen Zheng's fist, bending the silver short sword into a crescent, causing Wang Guanshi to lose his grip and the sword flew out of his hand.

"How could that be?"

Wang Guanshi's eyes showed a look of astonishment.

This silver short sword is a magical artifact.

It was forged by the illustrious Divine Immortal himself!

It only pierced a tiny bit of Chen Zheng's skin?

How could it be so?

This is even more unbelievable than his wife dying.

He was stunned.

Not only Wang Guanshi, but also the many demon hunters outside the cabin were dumbfounded, each gaping in shock.

Bang!

Chen Zheng, regardless of everyone's shock, continued his fist strike, hitting Wang Guanshi's chest.

Poof!

Wang Guanshi's chest collapsed under the blow, his whole body was thrown backward, crashing into the cabin wall, then falling onto the deck, spouting a mouthful of fresh blood.

He didn't die.

Rou Shen Di Shi Chong's warrior has an unmatched vitality, so even if his heart is shattered, he can survive for a while.

Moreover, Chen Zheng's power only slightly exceeded Wang Guanshi's, not forming a crushing force; it's not easy to kill a Rou Shen Shi Chong warrior in a single strike.

Unless he lands another slash.

He stepped toward Wang Guanshi.

Wang Guanshi leaned on the wall, barely struggling to stand, and asked him trembling, "What do you want?"

"What do you think?"

Chen Zheng replied expressionlessly, his steps unceasing, each one feeling like stepping on everyone's hearts.

As Chen Zheng drew nearer, Wang Guanshi's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He hurriedly gestured, "Brother Chen, you must not act rashly, calm down! Didn't you ask me to set sail? I'll go to the room to fetch the token that controls the Magic Ship and set off immediately…"

"Ah, why are you so despicable," Chen Zheng sighed.

Earlier, when he had Wang Guanshi set the ship, he was dismissed as a fart.

Now Wang Guanshi knows he's about to die, and still begs him to set the ship.

It's too late.

Doesn't he know how to pilot this ship himself?

He shook his head, took a few steps to catch up with the trembling Wang Guanshi who was trying to enter the room, and extended his hand, five fingers forming a claw, striking at the back of his head.

"Jie jie, jie jie…"

Suddenly, a series of bone‑chilling shrieks reached Chen Zheng's ears.

(End of Chapter)