Chapter 43: What Are You Hiding From?

The human skin pressed tightly against the back seat of the car glowed with a faint, brownish hue.

To be precise, it was a complete human skin, resembling plastic wrap ironed onto the car seat, yet it retained the precise contour of a human body.

As sunlight streamed through the car door, the subcutaneous patterns and the folds at every joint were clearly visible. The whorls of the fingerprints, the protrusion of the knees, and even the connections between the toes were entirely intact.

The face, devoid of facial features, looked like a smoothed-out wax statue, save for where the mouth should have been.

"We have arrived. Inside is the Linsheng Industrial Park." Lu Fan opened the car door and stepped out. He took a sip of water while gazing at the deserted park. The moment he alighted, the driver anxiously sped away. Catching sight of an umbrella hanging by the entrance, Lu Fan strode directly inside.

A trickle of fresh blood slid down the young man's mouth corners, which, combined with the dried bloodstain beneath his eyes, made him look utterly wretched.

This could be considered a tacitly approved arrangement. If a demonic genius wished to enter the Ancient God Pagoda, they merely needed to pay a sufficiently high price; otherwise, should both sides fall out and the arch-devil come to cause trouble, it would hardly bode well.

The trip to Artemisia Hill still required a few days of planning. Returning to his shack, Lei Ming resolved the hidden troubles left by others and began to torment himself. Rare spirits were hard to come by, and his cultivation could not be raised for the time being; what he could do now was to continuously temper his body, making it robust enough to endure even more excruciating torment.

Yet Ying Zheng also raised his fist to meet the attack head-on, the might of their colliding fists instantly kicking up a violent tempest of spiritual energy. In this exchange of blows, neither of them yielded an inch.

"Xue Feng! How are you holding up!" Li Xue helped Xue Feng to his feet and asked with deep concern.

Xu Tian directly unleashed the final palm strike of his Astral Bloodline. With a ferocious blast of that palm, the entire void trembled and violent shockwaves rolled outward.

Lei Jiang had already made up his mind. Since they were brothers, he ought to help them properly. This time, he would grant all their wishes, especially since he now possessed the capability to do so.

Someone suddenly spoke up to support the Blood Demon Patriarch, surprising quite a few people. Even at a time like this, someone still dared to ally with the notorious Blood Demon Patriarch—were they not afraid of provoking public outrage?

Swish! Swish, swish! Just as Molin was racking his brains for a solution, a row of bullets suddenly swept across from the side of the street. Fortunately, Molin was on the inner side, while Lu Fan, positioned on the outer side, faced the gunfire directly.

Yet even Shen Fei himself had not expected that when he turned around, the baring-fangs, bloodthirsty wild wolf would suddenly halt its steps, let out a couple of whimpering cries, and prostrate itself on the ground with lowered head. The dense blood qi around its body also gradually dissipated, making it as docile as a husky.

"Sworn brotherhood is a joyous occasion; it doesn't need to be that solemn. As long as we can support each other in the future, that matters more than anything else. Don't you agree, Brother Feng?" Mo Qiantao continued to brainwash him, making a hand-heart gesture in his direction.

When Wang Mochou finished recounting the whole sequence of events, the grand hall instantly fell into an extraordinary silence.

The three people before him were all formidable in strength; with their current third-layer Xuanling Realm cultivation, they were simply no match for them. Although he tended to act somewhat imperiously, he was no fool, and naturally he would not dare to recklessly attempt such a head-on collision again.

Streams of intensely chilling frosty aura emanated from his body, slowly condensing above him into an extremely illusory phantom beast.

"You really do have a charmed life, fellow." Shen Fei planted a kick right on Fu Man's plump backside. As a follower, not only did he fail to share burdens or solve problems, but he also gave Shen Fei cause for worry day in and day out.

If realms could truly be used as the sole measure of comparison, then everyone could simply state their realm, and the one with the lower realm could just concede defeat without even needing to fight! That was obviously out of the question.

Yu Jiu had long since heard the knocking at the door, but he paid it no heed, confident that no one could possibly break his seal.

In truth, Han Jiangxin himself found it somewhat baffling why, having reached this point, he still insisted on following Liu Ji. Almost instinctively, he had chased all the way to Liu Ji's side.