Chapter 1287: I Really Pity You

"I really don't know if I should pity you." Chen Yu looked at him somewhat helplessly and said, "What you encountered may not necessarily be Dharma Cultivators."

"How are they not? They can cast Magic and possess god-like and ghostly, unfathomable abilities; they are Dharma Cultivators," Xue Wuji laughed.

"It is also possible that they are sorcerers." Chen Yu smiled: "Your ignorance has harmed you."

"Impossible. Chen Yu, come at me; if you are a true Dharma Cultivator, then let me see your true power."

After saying this, Xue Wuji gave a sinister laugh, his figure flashed, and the place where he stood turned into a mass of red mist.

He vanished into thin air on the spot, and immediately after, a bloody aura drifted toward Chen Yu; with a flash of his figure, he appeared beside Chen Yu.

His right hand turned into a claw, and he lunged fiercely at Chen Yu.

But Chen Yu grabbed out casually and pinched his stomach; he kept screaming in Chen Yu's hand, trying to shake Chen Yu off, but Chen Yu's hand was like iron pincers, gripping him tightly so that he could not move at all.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. How could you catch me? You people are not skilled in speed," Xue Wuji screamed in shock; he could not accept this fact.

"I said, your ignorance harmed you; you are truly pitiful." Chen Yu smiled slightly, and with a casual flick, he threw Xue Wuji flying away.

"I know that if I were to strangle you to death right now, you certainly wouldn't be convinced. I will give you one more chance to let you try again," Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Fine, this time, you won't have a chance." Xue Wuji gave a ferocious laugh, waved both hands, and a red mist appeared all around his body.

The red mist was like the blood mist of Asura Hell, permeating the surroundings, and Xue Wuji was like a fish in water within the red blood mist.

He laughed loudly and said: "Chen Yu, you really shouldn't have given me a chance."

More than ten figures appeared around Chen Yu; this guy was jumping back and forth in the blood mist, and his speed was fast to the extreme, so fast that one could not capture his shadow.

Moreover, every time he appeared, he would launch dozens of attacks; the speed was so fast that it was impossible to defend against.

Unfortunately, his attacks could not cause even the slightest bit of damage to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu seized the right moment, reached out and grabbed again, and this guy's figure appeared in Chen Yu's hand once more.

Chen Yu's hand locked tightly onto his throat, and he smiled slightly: "This time, what else do you have to say?"

"No... again." Xue Wuji could not believe it; he was a legendary existence in the Western World, but in Huaxia, his first mission had failed? This wouldn't do; it damaged his lifelong reputation.

"Fine, I will give you another chance, but you must be clear that this is the last chance." Chen Yu smiled slightly, then released his hand again.

As soon as he let go, this guy disappeared rapidly again; he used every ounce of his strength, attacking Chen Yu incessantly.

He flashed several times every second, but his attacks were of no consequence to Chen Yu.

Finally, Chen Yu could bear it no longer; he slapped him, sending him flying.

This guy scrambled up, turned his head, and was about to run, because after fighting for so long, if he still couldn't see that he and Chen Yu were not on the same level, then he would have lived his life in vain.

Unfortunately, his body, which had turned into blood mist, stiffened; an invisible, massive hand dragged him forcibly out of the blood mist, and then he was slammed heavily onto the ground.

He actually couldn't even escape Chen Yu's range using Blood Escape.

This guy stood up and turned to run, but Chen Yu pointed at his head; a Spiritual Light suddenly appeared, forming a blood-colored Talisman on top of his head.

This Talisman trapped him firmly on the spot; no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the restraint of this power.

This Talisman seemed to be created specifically to restrain him, locking him firmly on the spot and making him unable to move at all.

This guy hissed, blood mist permeated his body, and his limbs actually turned into the limbs of a beast; his violently twisting body gouged claw marks into the ground.

His arrogant aura from just a moment ago had long since vanished without a trace; now he looked just like a stray dog locked up here by someone.

"Chen Yu, let me go, it was my fault just now, I beg you, I won't dare to do it again, I will stay far away from you." Xue Wuji began to scream sharply.

Under the illumination of Chen Yu's profound Talisman, he began to faintly reveal the shadow of a Dark Creature; his face was sinister and terrifying, and a mouth of fine, dense fangs had already faintly opened.

"Hehe, do you think you still have a chance now?" Chen Yu smiled slightly and said indifferently: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't grasp it well yourself. Now, don't blame me for being impolite to you."

"Chen Yu, give me a chance, I really won't dare again." This guy was shivering.

"Look at yourself, do you still look like a human now?" Chen Yu glanced at him coldly and said: "A guy like you, who would even sell his own soul for power, is truly not worth pitying at all."

"What do you want to do? What exactly do you want to do? Why are you different from the previous Dharma Cultivators? Where exactly did it go wrong?" Xue Wuji was completely broken; he couldn't figure it out, even if he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out the reason for this.

"Want to know?" Chen Yu smiled slightly: "Huaxia sorcerers have some small Magic, but they are not Dharma Cultivators; you confused the two. If you don't die, who will?"

"I really don't know how you managed to run rampant in the Western World for so long, but honestly, you are a pitiful person." Chen Yu sneered: "Now that you won't cooperate with me and tell me who the person behind the scenes is, I have no choice but to finish you off."

"No, Chen Yu, you cannot kill me. If you kill me, you will never be able to know who sent me," Xue Wuji cried out; he feared death, because for someone like him, once he died, there was no such thing as Reincarnation.

In order to pursue power, he had already sacrificed his soul to the Dark Creature, so once he died, his soul would be devoured by the Dark Creature.

Therefore, this guy was more afraid of death than anyone else; once he died, he would have nothing left.

"Then speak up; wouldn't everything be fine if you just said it?" Chen Yu stared at him coldly.

"I can't say it yet; you must guarantee my safety, otherwise I won't say a word." Xue Wuji gritted his teeth, still refusing to reveal the person behind the scenes.

"Then there is no other way." Chen Yu spread his hands helplessly and said: "It seems there is nothing for us to talk about. Since you won't speak, I have no choice but to send you on your way."