“Another rat from the Demon-Slaying Division has come in?”
“Really, they never learn…”
The Corpse Puppet’s eyes were shrouded in a layer of black mist, and he could see the situation at the construction site.
He saw Chen Huaian and Lin Lingling approaching, though only as blurry figures. From their alert movements, he knew they must be from the Demon-Slaying Division.
The four figures outside should just be ordinary people.
“Luckily, the coffin is already set up. I can move freely now. I’ll kill those four outside first to satisfy my hunger, then seal off the site and deal with these two little rats from the Demon-Slaying Division.”
As he spoke, a cruel smile appeared on his decaying face.
The coffin opened diagonally, and he slithered out like a nimble black snake.
…
“Chen Huaian, don’t you think this construction site feels really cold…”
“No.”
“Chen Huaian, are you afraid of ghosts?”
“Yes.”
“Trash!”
Chen Huaian glanced at the child clinging to him, and his lips twitched: “If you call me trash, what are you doing clinging to me?”
Lin Lingling blushed and quickly stepped away, turning her head and muttering: “I’m not.”
“Why are you shaking?”
“Who… who’s shaking!”
As they talked, the eerie atmosphere around them seemed to ease somewhat.
At that moment, a sudden scream echoed at the entrance of the construction site.
Lin Lingling’s face changed, and she turned to look in the direction of the entrance, lifting her watch to turn on the camera. She saw a black aura rising into the sky.
“Oh no, it’s an Evil Spirit! Those four girls might be in trouble!”
She was about to take Chen Huaian to the entrance, but Chen Huaian reacted faster than her.
His eyes were filled with a cold light, and one hand grabbed her shoulder.
Then, he suddenly sped up!
“Damn!” Lin Lingling’s eyes widened, and before she could even open her mouth, she was hit by the wind.
She felt like a rag doll in Chen Huaian’s hands, her body suspended in mid-air. In the darkness, the surroundings blurred past rapidly, and after several twists and turns, they arrived at the entrance of the construction site.
When she was put down, she was still dizzy.
In front of the construction site, the air was thick with blood.
Three girls were trembling in fear inside the guardhouse.
Outside the guardhouse, the streetlight flickered, and the shadow on the ground twisted. The shadow came from a giant humanoid figure over two meters tall, which was facing away from Chen Huaian. The sound of chewing was particularly ear-piercing and spine-chilling in the silence.
“It’s you Demon-Slayers. And one of you looks familiar. You all arrived pretty fast…”
The monster stopped chewing and threw a round object to the ground.
Lin Lingling’s pupils contracted, and when she saw what it was, her whole body went cold.
It was half-eaten human head!
It belonged to the blonde college student who had asked Chen Huaian for his WeChat earlier.
“You ate her?!”
The Corpse Puppet did not answer, but instead, he suddenly swung his hand.
A fragmented corpse fell heavily on top of them.
Blood splattered, obscuring Chen Huaian and Lin Lingling’s vision.
At the same time, a massive claw covered in black smoke followed closely behind the corpse.
Even before the claw reached them, the oppressive force caused Lin Lingling’s face to turn pale. She could almost see herself being torn apart by the massive claw.
“Chen Huaian, dodge!”
Adrenaline surged, and she yelled to warn Chen Huaian.
At the same time, she rolled to the side, hiding behind a pile of sand.
Her heart sank.
The mere presence of the Evil Spirit made her tremble. No wonder all the White Rank cultivators had failed here. No wonder they couldn’t find any bodies—the victims had been eaten.
What now?
The distress signal had been sent, but would help arrive in time?
She looked at Chen Huaian.
But Chen Huaian hadn’t moved.
“Hey! What…”
Clang!
A sword rang out.
In Lin Lingling’s view, Chen Huaian’s figure wavered slightly. She didn’t see him draw his sword, only saw a flash of sword light. The flying corpse split in two, and the massive claw behind it was also cut in half.
Blood splattered all over Chen Huaian, but he didn’t blink.
The Black Scaled Sword pointed at the halted Corpse Puppet. Chen Huaian coldly said, “Hey, do you know, I quite liked it when she called me handsome and wanted my phone number.”
“Heh, heh… ” The Corpse Puppet stared at the bloody man in front of him, his throat constricted as if by pliers.
He couldn’t move.
A dead-like coldness locked him in place.
The black blood dripping from the sword blade was his.
He was terrified.
“This… This senior, I think there might be some misunderstanding between us…”
“Hmph, no misunderstanding.”
Clang!
A head flew out at an angle, and the Corpse Puppet’s towering body fell straight to the ground.
Chen Huaian frowned.
…
The energy signature matched that of the person-faced spider.
But killing this strange creature did not yield any Demon Cultivator fragments…
Why? Was he not dead, or was this just a matter of probability?
“Kid! You’re finished!”
The severed head grew several tentacles as soon as it landed a few meters away.
While fleeing, it turned to roar at Chen Huaian, “Do you think you can kill me? Hehehe! I remember your face. When the Resurrector awakens, everyone in the Demon-Slaying Division will die!”
“Oh, so you’re not dead.”
Chen Huaian raised an eyebrow and stomped hard on the ground.
Boom!
Bricks shattered.
Lin Lingling felt as if her ears were stuffed with exploding firecrackers.
In a blink, the figure was gone.
The Corpse Puppet’s head ran frantically. Without the body’s constraints, his speed was incredible. At this speed, even if the Demon-Slaying Division sent their best A-class unit, unless the Resurrector was specialized in speed, they wouldn’t catch him.
Unfortunately, if he could finish eating the girl, he would grow another pair of wings and run even faster…
But this was enough.
The Black Coffin User was nearby. As long as he could reach the Black Coffin User…
Swoosh!
A gust of wind sounded beside his ear.
The Corpse Puppet turned his head, his eyes nearly popping out.
The young man was wielding his sword, rapidly bouncing left and right on the buildings.
A somersault brought him slashing down with his sword.
The cold light from the blade stabbed his eyes painfully.
“Not you… No, no, senior, let’s talk properly…”
“Shut up!” Chen Huaian grabbed the head and lifted his sword to slash, “Hand over the fragments!”
Clang!
A sword beam sliced diagonally into the wall.
The Corpse Puppet’s vision was filled with pale sword energy, and his consciousness dissipated instantly.
Chen Huaian landed, holding the Black Scaled Sword, and took out his phone from his pocket.
A game notification popped up:
[Killed Black Coffin Corpse Puppet, obtained Demon Cultivator fragment x1]
“I see.”
It seemed killing a Demon Cultivator always yielded fragments.
Chen Huaian concluded and turned to meet the three others.
He found Lin Lingling in a corner.
This girl seemed as if she had shut down, huddled in a corner.
She was still a middle school student…
Chen Huaian shook his head. At her age, he was still pulling girls’ hair ties. How strong could her mental fortitude be? Walking to the corner, he saw Lin Lingling still hugging her knees, silent. He waved his hand in front of her.
“Hey, buddy, are you scared out of your mind?”
“After all, you are a Demon-Slayer. I admit the scene tonight was bloody, but…”
Before he finished, Lin Lingling suddenly lunged forward.
Swish!
She grabbed a spear nearby and thrust it directly at Chen Huaian’s face.
