Chapter 1643: Seven Children of Destiny: Monster Hunting Chronicles 34

Above the Ghost Domain.

Jin Chen gripped his longsword, locked in combat with the beggar woman who had transformed into black mist filling the sky.

Spiritual and ghostly energies collided, air waves surging one after another; dark clouds piled up above Min East City, as if about to crush this ghost city completely.

【Host! Dodge!】 Ling Gun Gun cried out.

Jin Chen looked up, only to see Rong Zixu and five others soaring up, spiritual light spreading, killing intent fully revealed!

Damn it!

Jin Chen dodged Yang Yu's painful strike, shouting, 'What are you doing!'

'Dodge! Get out of here!' Gong Sim Yue roared, her lips bitten raw, reason and her uncontrollable body tearing apart.

Before Jin Chen could ask more, black mist reappeared behind him, as if about to swallow heaven and earth.

He saw Rong Zixu's anguished expression at the rear, and instantly lost the will to fight, showing no weakness even though attacked from front and back.

Jin Chen alone charged into the black mist; moments later golden light flared, the mist was forced back, a female ghost's shrill wail rang out, Jin Chen tilted his head, his longsword swift and fierce, heart-pounding.

Ah!!!

The black mist formed from the beggar woman dispersed, ten thousand ghosts in the city froze, standing still in the night.

Clang!

The sword blade clashed with Jing Xingcan's saber, producing a grating screech; the overwhelming internal force made Jing Xingcan cry out in pain, his saber flung away, yet he was unharmed.

Jin Chen could finally focus on this side; hearing his senior brothers and sisters painfully resisting while uncontrollably attacking, he instinctively glanced at the corner where Bai Shiyun hid.

This person's golden finger is way too big!

Chang Wuming wasn't controlled, but couldn't get close to stop Bai Shiyun; it seemed a special barrier surrounded him, and even when his attacks damaged his internal energy, there was no reaction.

No one understood Chang Wuming's despair; in his dream he experienced the departure of his fellow disciples, and now he had to witness mutual slaughter firsthand, the faint overlap of dream and reality filling him with dread.

'Get out!!!' Chang Wuming roared, his eyes bloodshot like a demon's, 'What exactly do you want!'

Bai Shiyun slowly lifted his gaze at him, tone full of ambition, expression calm: 'I want you to split apart, to have this world under my control.'

'Damn it! Bastard!'

Bai Shiyun paid no heed to Chang Wuming's curses; in fact, controlling those few people was far more exhausting than he imagined, especially……

His eyes, filled with gloom and ambition, swept over Rong Zixu, who had never attacked Jin Chen but was about to wound himself.

This person is truly a tough bone.

Bai Shiyun gritted his teeth, fingertips digging deep into the intricate groove of the jade pendant, blood flowing, stirring that unsubmissive force.

In an instant, Rong Zixu's consciousness slipped further from control, the thought of killing Jin Chen flooding every nerve, leaving him no room to resist.

'No……don't…'

Can't hurt Jin Chen!

'Rong Zixu!'

Jin Chen barely managed to control Yang Yu and the four others; seeing this, he leapt down, even though Rong Zixu had already readied his killing move.

'Xiao Chen! Dodge!' Chang Wuming roared, that senior brother's move is too terrifying!

Yet as Jin Chen approached, Rong Zixu's vision blurred; at the last moment he forced his attack to reverse, spurting a mouthful of blood, spiritual energy backlashing!

Just then, Jin Chen fully embraced him, arms locking tight around his waist, 'Senior brother, Rong Zixu!'

'……No……can't…'

Rong Zixu dazedly murmured, instinctively curling into Jin Chen's embrace, his tense body trembling slightly, like a drowning person clutching a driftwood.

His strength was not to be underestimated; a powerful strike almost entirely rebounded, injuring his dantian.

Jin Chen placed his palm on Rong Zixu's forehead, sensing the power controlling his mind, he glared coldly at the corner where Bai Shiyun stood, fury blazing.

【Soul Search triggered! Detected host's primal power fragment 'Divine Wood Soul Control', absorption complete, entering Memory Recall.】

Bai Shiyun, using the power he had scattered across this world, harmed his beloved.

No less than provoking his reverse scale.

Jin Chen heartbrokenly wiped the blood from Rong Zixu's lip, calling over the similarly wounded, complex‑expression Chang Wuming: 'Help me support him.'

Uncontainable killing intent, a voice icy to the extreme.

Chang Wuming frowned, feeling Jin Chen's condition was also poor.

As he reached out, Rong Zixu reflexively grabbed his hand, eyes snapping open bloodshot, not allowing anyone near.

What Rong Zixu resisted was anyone trying to get close to Jin Chen.

At this moment, only Jin Chen could soothe Rong Zixu, who was trapped in emotional despair and unable to recover.

Jin Chen felt a sourness in his heart, lightly kissing Rong Zixu's eye corner, whispering in a voice only he could hear: 'Guabao, I'm not hurt, let go first.'

'Wait until I kill the one controlling you.'

A mist rose in Rong Zixu's eyes, as if he understood, gradually loosening his tight grip on Jin Chen's hand.

Chang Wuming told Jin Chen: 'Be careful, Bai Shiyun is very strange.'

Jin Chen curled his lip, then turned his back to the blood moon, cold and ruthless, not even using his longsword.

Bai Shiyun initially paid no heed.

He had experienced how formidable this power was; others could hardly get close.

His inner confidence vanished as Jin Chen easily tore apart the barrier.

Bai Shiyun's breath halted, as if stared down by a hellish demon, all he saw was the cold gleam raging in Jin Chen's eyes.

'No……how is that possible!'

Bai Shiyun's blood‑soaked fingers clung tightly to the jade pendant, he threw it all at Jin Chen, the power meant for him not only failing to harm the man in the slightest, but was violently seized.

'No! Give it back!' Bai Shiyun's fury blazed, he drew his blade to attack, and in the next second was choked off the ground.

Give it back to you?

Jin Chen's expression grew dreadfully grim, he seized him and slammed him hard into the wall, "Go settle accounts with Yama."

Bai Shiyun clearly heard the sound of his spine shattering, his eyes widened in disbelief, his head tilted and he lost consciousness, thus dying.

The Soul Control Technique was lifted.

The four Yang Yu bound by a rope regained their senses, dazedly shifted their bodies, and after coming to, they all looked toward Jin Chen.

"Xiao Chen! Are you hurt?!"

"Xiao Chen!" Jing Xingcan wailed, "I'm sorry to you!"

They broke free of the ropes and hurried over, but noticed that Jin Chen seemed somewhat off.

"Xiao Chen?" Yang Yu worriedly went to check Jin Chen's pulse, not minding his bloody state, "How... ah!"

Yang Yu's outstretched hand was slapped away by Rong Zixu, he was at a loss, "Senior Brother, why did you hit me? I also didn't want to hurt Xiao Chen... no, Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Sorry."

Rong Zixu rubbed his brow, completely a reflex.

He frightened the Empress Dowager.