Chapter 95: Chapter 95: The Pinnacle of the Demon Realm (30)
Outside the broken temple, Lin Chen surrounded the place with several disciples.

Chuzheng slowly walked out, followed by Li Tang.

Making noise in the dead of night and disturbing one’s sleep is truly annoying.

Don’t they ever sleep?

Can’t they learn to go to bed early and rise early?

“Brother, they’re coming out.” They’d only just arrived and hadn’t made a sound, yet the people inside were already coming out.

Lin Chen pressed down the disciple and whispered an order, “Remember what I told you, capture Chuzheng alive, execute Li Tang on the spot.”

“Yes.”

The several disciples glanced at each other, without exchanging words with Chuzheng or her group. They swiftly flew into the air and formed a Formation right in front of Chuzheng.

Chuzheng looked up, the light of the Formation reflecting and vanishing in her pupils, beautiful yet evanescent like fireworks.

Lin Chen stood outside the Formation, his expression serious, yet tinged with a hint of eagerness and anticipation.

Li Tang didn’t like the look in Lin Chen’s eyes and subconsciously stood in front of Chuzheng.

At that moment, Lin Chen leapt into the air, landing right above the Formation, brandishing a long sword.

With the appearance of the long sword, the Formation’s light spread out, and a tyrannical pressure washed over them from the sword.

Chuzheng’s body even retreated slightly.

Li Tang supported Chuzheng, “It’s a Divine Artifact.”

Chuzheng realized in her heart why Lin Chen dared to confront her—it was because he had the backing of a Divine Artifact, and he thought he was formidable.

So, having a Divine Artifact is a big deal, huh!

She has one too!

[Miss, you really don’t have one.] Divine Artifacts are priceless and impossible to buy.

Chuzheng: “…” Bastard, what use is it if you say you have one?

[…] Why is it always its fault again? And it has already been said, you’re not supposed to call it Bastard! Isn’t that indirectly cursing at it?!

You said it again.

[…] I’m leaving, I’m leaving, I’m leaving, okay?!

The King’s Account fled.

The Formation in front of Chuzheng was also completed. With a swoosh, it descended to the ground, and both she and Li Tang were completely trapped inside it, while Lin Chen and the disciples landed within the Formation.

“Chuzheng, Li Tang,” Lin Chen held the Divine Artifact, “you won’t escape today. If you know what’s good for you, surrender.”

“Why?” Chuzheng asked, playing the ignorance card.

Lin Chen, bolstered by the Divine Artifact, spoke with great confidence, “This Formation was specially designed to counter the Demon Clan. Inside it, your strength will be greatly reduced. If you don’t want to suffer, surrender.”

“I heard you say you wanted to kill him earlier,” Chuzheng pointed to her Good Person Card.

Lin Chen was speechless.

He had spoken so softly, and she still heard it?

But it didn’t matter if she heard.

“The Demon Clan deserves to die,” Lin Chen said, “If it weren’t for your Demon Clan, there wouldn’t be any wars.”

Chuzheng spoke calmly, “Without war, you would become complacent in pleasure, stagnate, and in the end, your abilities would diminish, indistinguishable from ordinary people.”

Lin Chen frowned.

“Brother, why are you wasting words with her? She’s just stalling for time,” one of the disciples alerted Lin Chen.

It was only then that Lin Chen came to his senses. “Chuzheng, do you really not intend to surrender?”

“No.” How could a woman surrender? Absolutely not!

“Fine,” Lin Chen said, picking up the Divine Artifact with a trace of ruthlessness, “then you’ll have no regrets.”

Chuzheng turned her head, “Watch closely.”

Li Tang: “???” Watch what closely?

Before Li Tang could react, the scene before him suddenly changed.

Lin Chen and the Ziyun Sect disciples were now surrounded by silver threads.

These threads appeared abruptly, startling everyone involved.

“What is this…”

“It’s binding me!”

“I can’t get it off!”

The silver threads suddenly tightened, wrapping around their limbs and necks.

“Ah!”

“What the hell is this!”

The Ziyun Sect disciples, regardless of their attacks, couldn’t affect the silver threads and began to curse vehemently.

Every silver thread connected to Chuzheng’s wrist, she gently tugs on them, her expression calm and unrippled.

The silver threads grew more numerous, almost entirely wrapping their limbs until no cloth could be seen.

These lines…

Li Tang remembered the line that had wrapped around his own hand in Ziyun Sect…

The cold touch of it, which easily reminded one of the slithery nature of snakes.

“Senior brother! Save me!”

Lin Chen was slightly better off. With the Divine Artifact’s help, only his ankles were bound by the silver threads.

Lin Chen swung the Divine Artifact to cut them, the threads immediately loosened, only to wrap around his waist and harshly throw him into the air.

“Do you see clearly now?” Chuzheng asked Li Tang.

Li Tang nodded noncommittally, his expression unreadable.

Chuzheng tapped her fingertip along the silver thread, and the person connected to that thread instantly vanished into the air.

With a light tap from Chuzheng, only Lin Chen remained in the field.

“You…” Lin Chen’s face turned ashen, “What have you done?”

He had just seen, right before his eyes, his junior brothers disappear—or rather, reduced to ashes.

And the person opposite had not even moved from her spot.

Chuzheng raised her hand, and the silver threads vanished into the air, Lin Chen watched his surroundings warily.

“You want to kill me, I’m quite formidable, you all get killed, it’s that simple, don’t you understand?”

Of course, Lin Chen understood.

What he didn’t understand was how she did it. With those threads?

Lin Chen felt a chill down his spine; he had underestimated this woman.

His master was right, the Demon Bone wasn’t so easy to deal with. He shouldn’t have been impulsive.

But his junior sister…

Thinking of his junior sister’s pale face, Lin Chen couldn’t stay put. How could he save his junior sister if he did nothing?

The Demon Bone was the only hope.

For his junior sister…

With this thought, Lin Chen resolved in his heart, channeled Spiritual Energy into the Divine Artifact, swung it, and attacked Chuzheng.

The Divine Artifact was easily blocked, the person opposite didn’t even lower her hand, her skirt lifted by the airflow, her composed and unperturbed demeanor had an aura that made her irrefutable.

Bang—

Lin Chen’s body flew out, hit the Formation, and was rebounded back.

“You can’t win against me, so stop thinking about my body and just leave,” Chuzheng said.

I might not be able to resist finishing you off!

A final act of defiance from a little one who doesn’t wish to rewind life!

Body…

These two words seemed to have stung Li Tang; the look he gave Lin Chen instantly turned grim.

Li Tang walked towards Lin Chen, his eyes growing darker as dense Demonic Qi began to seep from him.

The surroundings seemed to grow more sinister by the moment.

He actually wants her body?

How dare he!

She belonged to himself, and no one else could covet her!

With murderous intent, Lin Chen got up from the ground with a chilling heart and attacked Li Tang.

The Formation indeed suppressed the Demon Clan’s power; Li Tang was significantly weakened.

But Li Tang was filled with rage and his fight with Lin Chen was to no one’s advantage.

[Miss, won’t you lend a hand?] The King’s Account sounded weak and exhausted.

“Why should I help?” Chuzheng gathered her sleeves, unable to kill Lin Chen, and thus didn’t even have the desire to make a move.

[The words you said earlier, they upset him. Miss, when you speak, please consider your mission objectives.]

“How I speak is my freedom.” It’s my fault that you’re weak?

[But he’s turned dark!]

Miss must have come to hasten the blackening of the mission target! It must be! A conspiracy! This is a conspiracy!

Chuzheng refuted, “What does it have to do with me? I didn’t make him turn dark.”

[He wouldn’t have blackened if you hadn’t said that sentence.]

“What I say is my freedom.”

[…] Right, circling back to that.