The Steward Demonic Emperor

you’re scared of big brother Zhuo!”

 

Luo Yunhai shook his head.

 

Apparently, Zhuo Fan did more than simply pull a leg.
He had also scarred the guy mentally!

 

“You damn brat dare to lie to me! Zhuo Fan would never stand still in this situation if he was here!” Lin Xuanfeng’s anger flared.
Two brats got the best of the grand and mighty Forest Fleeting Dragon.
They had scared him just by mentioning Zhuo Fan.
He would never hear the end of it if word got out.

 

Lin Xuanfeng’s eyes looked at Xue Ningxiang with bloodthirst, wishing nothing more than to wring her pretty neck, “Blasted bint! You two’ve been a pain in my rear from the moment we met!”

 

Lin Xuanfeng’s hand was wrapped in a blue wind and slapped at Xue Ningxiang’s chest. 

 

Luo Yunhai was too hurt to try and stop him.
He could only watch the sinister palm inching towards Xue Ningxiang’s chest.

 

“Big brother Zhuo!”

 

Xue Ningxiang cried, her eyes focussed on the dead Thunder Ring.
Then she closed her eyes and prayed for a miracle.

 

Luo Yunhai could only sigh.
Zhuo Fan was no god.
It was impossible for him to watch over her around the clock like a guardian angel.

 

Xue Gang and Xue Lin crawled on while bleeding in a desperate attempt to reach her.
Why was their foolish sister so zealous in her faith? The last two times were sheer coincidences. 

 

[Zhuo Fan won’t always watch over you when you need him the most.
So why are you so stubborn?] 

 

Lin Xuanfeng laughed, “Zhuo Fan won’t come brat! Die, ha-ha-ha… “

 

Though clueless, their entire drama was laid before Zhuo Fan’s eyes two miles out thanks to his soul sense.

 

He saw how Xue Ningxiang and Luo Yunhai were together and he also saw Lin Xuanfeng’s strike closing in on them.

 

Zhuo Fan’s right eye flashed with two golden halos and an invisible beam shot out, passing through any and all obstacles, straight for its target.

 

Divine Eye of the Void’s 2nd stage, Void Annihilation.

 

Whoosh!

 

It shot fast as light, passing through everything like they were nothing.

 

In the middle of the slaughter, a hum became apparent as a sudden hole appeared on the men in its path without any warning.

 

Blood flowed even as the men were oblivious to their doom.
It was just too fast, too sudden.

 

Lin Xuanfeng’s hand was inches from Xue Ningxiang when the hum passed, robbing him of his hand.
It left behind a bleeding stump.

 

Lin Xuanfeng was too dumbstruck to even react.

 

[W-what was that? Why is my hand gone?] He didn’t even feel a thing.
One moment it was there, and poof, gone the next.
It was faster than getting it chopped off.

 

Xue Ningxiang and Luo Yunhai were equally baffled. 

 

Lin Xuanfeng stiffly looked around to see a line of men with oddly missing parts of their bodies, bleeding out.

 

Looking further, he saw a hole in the valley’s side, black as night.
Zhuo Fan used Void Annihilation from two miles away to rob his hand and anything in its path.

 

It was an all powerful ability able to target anyone regardless of distance!

 

Zhuo Fan’s enemies would never know rest if they knew he possessed such divine might.
Or the moment they drop their guard, their chest would sport a sudden extra large hole!

 

Not that Lin Xuanfeng knew that.
He only looked at the black hole in dread.
[This is too freaky! What the hell was that? Who could possibly kill so many men in a blink?]

 

It even exceeded Forest Fleeting Dragon’s reaction and robbed him off his hand! What kind of godly skill was that?

 

In the middle of their shock and despair, Zhuo Fan used his Yuan Qi to shout, “God damn it, Lin Xuanfeng! You dare touch my people, you bastard? Don’t move a muscle, I’ll be right there to rip your head off myself!”

 

His yell passed through the black hole and into the valley, so loud it even quaked mountains.

 

It was as if the two mountains spoke.
Such awe-inspiring power scared everyone present into freezing and paling.

 

[Are the mountains threatening us?]

 

[Balls! Did our battle wake up a local god?]

 

Only Lin Xuanfeng recognized the voice.
He shook like a leaf.
He would never forget the owner of that voice in his life, the same Soaring Demonic Dragon who ripped off his leg…