Chapter 373

At that moment, Black Soul violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

Black Soul turned his head in disbelief and discovered that the man who had extended his right hand was none other than his sect master, Hun Youyan.

Black Soul trembled and said: "M-Master, why? I've been utterly loyal to you…" He asked himself—he had done nothing wrong to Tianshe Soul Hall.

Nor had he done anything wrong to Hun Youyan.

So he was furious—why was this happening?!

The surrounding crowd was utterly stunned—what the hell, infighting?!

This was really beyond absurd!

Xu Chen was also dumbfounded—this wasn't in the original plot.

It surprised not only the others, but also himself.

He bared his teeth—had Hun Youyan, this psycho, already turned black enough to kill her own people?

Damn it! Thank goodness I didn't provoke her this lifetime, or it would've been a nightmare.

Because this kind of psycho really is insane—the actual, clinical kind.

At this moment, Hun Youyan stuck out her tongue and licked her crimson lips, a cold, exhilarated smile curling at her corner: "Xu Chen's life belongs to me!" Xu Chen: "..."

Fuck! I didn't even touch you!

When the crowd heard Hun Youyan say this, they were even more bewildered.

Xu Chen isn't even here—why are you calling out to him?

The crowd looked utterly confused, then turned their gazes upward to Hun Youyan.

At this moment, they finally realized that Hun Youyan was truly breathtakingly beautiful.

Her lips were dyed jet-black, and even her eyes seemed as if smoked over.

On her exquisitely beautiful face bloomed a hellish beauty like that of a poppy.

Even when her long hair fluttered, it seemed to carry thick, misty smoke.

She wore black robes, tightly wrapped around her body.

Her slender, flawless figure was laid bare without concealment.

She hovered in midair, barefoot, her exquisite, porcelain-white soles exposed.

Her long, rounded legs rivaled any woman present.

Some even felt Hun Youyan's legs could be called peerless in the world.

Especially her left hand, drenched in blood.

It made her darkened beauty all the more vivid. Hun Youyan licked the blood on her hand and spoke coldly: "Xu Chen's life is mine. So is this Jun Tian's. If anyone is to die, it must be by my own hand—anyone who moves dies." After speaking, the crowd murmured in awe—how had Xu Chen angered this deranged woman?

This wasn't a joke—it was a genuine threat to kill!

They felt that even if Xu Chen survived, he'd lose a layer of skin.

And this Lord Jun was also in for trouble.

After all, the aura radiating from Hun Youyan now was Eighth Transformation!

The highest level present—only Eighth Transformation.

What this realm meant for Hun Youyan was self-evident.

Thus, for a moment, everyone smirked at Xu Chen.

"Lord Jun, come on, let us see what realm you truly are!" the crowd laughed, eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Xu Chen bared his teeth—this sudden, inexplicable desire to kill him was truly absurd. He looked at Hun Youyan and asked: "May I ask, Master Hun, why do you wish to kill Xu Chen?" Hun Youyan gazed at Xu Chen, her eyes filled with light: "He owes me something." Xu Chen: "???"

When the hell did I ever owe you anything?!

We've never even met before—can you be rational?!

So Xu Chen's lips twitched slightly: "According to my knowledge, my friend Xu Chen has never seen you."

Hun Youyan said coolly: "You killed Heihun—that's equivalent to him killing. Black Soul died because of you."

Thus, it is also because of Xu Chen that he died.

My two top generals died because of Xu Chen—do you say he doesn't owe me something?"

Xu Chen: "???"

Fuck! How the hell did you arrive at that logic?!

This is completely illogical!

He sighed: "If you're going to twist facts, don't blame me for striking back."

If Hun Youyan could give a reasonable explanation, he might accept it.

But this sudden, baseless desire to kill—he could not accept it.

He couldn't just hand over his head for no reason.

Hun Youyan's lips curved into a perfect arc: "You, the mighty Lord Jun, dare to fight me one-on-one?"

If you dare not, then leave— I don't fight with trash." Xu Chen bared his teeth—this girl said that.

He absolutely couldn't run!

Otherwise, the mighty Lord Jun would be called a coward afraid of a woman.

Then not just him, but all of Jiutian would be shamed.

But he thought again—his Jiutian identity couldn't be casually revealed, or he'd invite relentless pursuit.

After all, in this Dalu, there were countless who hated Jiutian.

Xu Chen narrowed his eyes: "Not yet."

Hun Youyan said coolly: "Then I assume you're afraid. Leave."

Xu Chen: "..."

The more she said that, the less he could leave.

In the end, Xu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seemed he had to employ some new Laws.

In theory, in the original story he didn't know any Laws when he was at Martial Saint.

If he used one, it would count as violating the Order.

So Xu Chen asked the system, "Can I use it?"

The system replied, "Not sure."

Xu Chen: "..."

Can you be any more of a trap?

He said, exasperated, "Can you be of any use at all?"

The system said, "According to the original situation, you currently cannot use a single Law.

But strangely, you used the Space Law before and it didn't seem to affect the Order.

So if you use other Laws this time, I'm not clear on the situation either." Xu Chen bared his teeth — wasn't this just nonsense?

This conclusion he could have analyzed himself.

He had a face full of aching teeth, forget it, let's try.

But he felt that, since using the Space Law before was fine.

Then using a bit of Time Law this time should also be fine, just a little.

Right, this time the Space Law might be a bit hard to trap this yandere with.

Because this yandere's smoke scattered in all directions, the smoke was the main body, and also the clones.

As long as it wasn't trapped, it could escape.

Therefore, using the Time Law this time was clearly easier to defeat the opponent.

Having thought this, Xu Chen frowned and looked at Hun Youyan: "You've provoked this seat, don't regret it."

0... begging for fresh flowers...

Hun Youyan sneered, "This seat still doesn't know how to write those two words 'regret'."

In her words, there was nothing but contempt for Xu Chen.

"Hmph!"

Xu Chen gave a cold snort, and did not release his realm aura.

Instead, his body trembled slightly, and he abruptly vanished from the spot.