Chapter 3159

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ziche Xinhan

Fu Qimai's right hand was filled with terrifying lightning, making crackling sounds.

Boom!

Fu Qimai's right palm landed on Zhuowen's face with a dull thud.

Fu Qimai laughed heartily. However, he soon realized that something was amiss. His right hand had smashed into Zhuo Wen's face. Zhuo Wen should have been sent flying.

However, Zhuowen's feet seemed to be rooted to the ground as he stood still like a mountain.

Fu Qimai also realized that his right hand was hurting.

It was as if his right palm had landed on a solid rock instead of a person's face.

Fu Qimai removed his right hand and was horrified to find that Zhuo Wen was staring at him coldly with his eyes wide open.

His eyes were filled with coldness and killing intent as if he was looking at a dead man. Thump!

Thump! Thump!

Fu Qimai could not help but retreat as he looked at Zhuowen in disbelief.

What was going on?

He had used all his strength to hit Zhou Donghuang's face.

Zhou Donghuang was not injured at all.

Everything was too strange.

Fu Qimai felt a chill run up his spine from the soles of his feet to his head, and he shuddered all over.

"Retreat!"

An unprecedented sense of danger filled Fu Qimai's mind as he instinctively retreated.

Zhuowen's body was emitting a sparkling light. His playboy aura was completely replaced by a domineering aura.

"Do you have the right to retreat without my permission?"

Zhuowen's voice was domineering and sarcastic. He stomped his right foot and appeared in front of Fu Qimai as if he had teleported.

"So fast!"

Fu Qimai's pupils constricted. Zhuowen was so fast that he could not see him clearly.

Boom!

When Fu Qimai realized that Zhuowen was right in front of him, the latter's fist was already inches away from him. It landed on his chest and abdomen.

Fu Qimai spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. His bones were all shattered and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even move.

Zhuowen's eyes were calm. His Pangu Sacred Body was so powerful that the cultivators of the Land of Creation were almost no different from ants in front of him.

Liu Jingyi was stunned. He still hadn't recovered from his shock.

He couldn't figure it out. Zhuowen was just Mei Ying's foppish nephew and an Eternal Overlord.

No matter how he looked at it, he was just a piece of trash that they could casually take down.

But now, the trash in their eyes had turned the tables and suddenly exploded with such terrifying power, crippling Fu Qimai with one punch.

Liu Jingyi regained his senses and fled without hesitation.

But no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than Zhuowen.

Before Liu Jingyi could even take a few steps back, Zhuowen had already caught up to him. Zhuowen's fist landed on his spine.

An ear-piercing cracking sound rang out as Liu Jingyi's spine was smashed into powder by a tremendous force. He fell to the ground, the intense pain causing him to faint.

"Who the hell are you?"

Fu Qimai asked in a hoarse voice as he lay paralyzed on the ground, looking at Zhuowen in horror.

Fu Qimai wasn't a fool. After seeing Zhuowen cripple the two of them so easily, he knew that this so-called foppish son in front of him was just a disguise.

But why did he pretend to be a foppish son and leave Mei Ying and the others?

Of course, this thought only flashed through Fu Qimai's mind. The only thing he was worried about now was his own life.

He looked at Zhuowen expectantly and said, "Young Master Zhuowen, as long as you let me go, I won't say anything. I'll keep this a secret for you."

Zhuowen looked at Fu Qimai silently and said indifferently, "Are you done with your nonsense?"

Fu Qimai was stunned. The moment he was stunned, Zhuowen waved his sleeve and a ball of divine fire enveloped Fu Qimai.

Fu Qimai didn't even have time to groan before he was burned to ashes by the divine fire.

Zhuowen found another ball of divine fire and disposed of the unconscious Liu Jingyi. Then, he leaped onto the Dragon Horse and rushed out of the alley.

He had to find all the array bases in Dark Rock Divine City as soon as possible. Otherwise, Mei Ying and the others might not be able to leave Dark Rock Divine City alive.

While Zhuowen was galloping on the streets on the Dragon Horse, Mei Ying led Great Guardian Ying Jie and the youth from the Dragon Clan into the City Lord's Mansion.

The one million Jade Stones that Mei Ying had brought had all been taken away by Meng Tiangan's men.

When they entered the spacious hall, Mei Ying realized that several tables had already been set up in the hall.

On the table, there were fine wine, delicacies, and nectar. It was simply a sumptuous feast.

Che Xinhan, the City Lord of Dark Rock Divine City, sat on the main seat in the hall. His hair was long and he exuded a dignified aura.

In front of the main seat, five graceful foreign race beauties were dancing gracefully. It was a feast for the eyes.

Other than the City Lord, Che Xinhan, the tables below were basically filled with the upper echelons of Dark Rock Divine City.

At a glance, Mei Ying saw Mei Xu and Jiang Ye sitting cross-legged at the end of the table. Their eyes were glazed over.

After Meng Tiangan led Mei Ying and the others into the hall, he went to the center of the hall and knelt on one knee in front of Ziche Xinhan.

"City Lord, City Lord Mei Ying is here!" Meng Tiangan said in a loud voice.

Ziche Xinhan looked satisfied. He laughed and said, "Great Guardian Meng, you have done well!

You will be heavily rewarded this time. However, you should take a seat below first. I will entertain City Lord Mei Ying. "

Meng Tiangan cupped his fists and retreated to a table below. He slowly sat down.

Only then did Ziche Xinhan's gaze fall on Mei Ying and the others. His eyes revealed a strange emotion as he said, "Mei Ying, after so many years, you are finally willing to come to Dark Rock Divine City again!"

Mei Ying coldly glanced at Ziche Xinhan and ignored him. He went straight to the end of the table and walked to the side of Jiang Ye and Mei Xu.

"Mei Xu, Jiang Ye, are you two alright?"

Mei Ying shook the two of them and found that they were like wooden puppets. They did not respond at all.

"Ziche Xinhan, what did you do to them?"

Mei Ying's beautiful face changed slightly. Her beautiful eyes looked angrily at the burly foreign race man on the main seat.

Ziche Xinhan elegantly raised his bronze wine cup and drank the wine in it in one gulp.

Dong!

The crisp sound of the cup hitting the table rang out. Ziche Xinhan said indifferently, "The two of them were too disobedient. In order to make them more obedient, I planted the Soul Devouring Parasite in them."

"Don't worry, their lives will not be in danger."

Mei Ying suddenly stood up. The aura of the Lord of Skyreach poured out in torrents.

The entire hall was engulfed by the terrifying aura. The surrounding tables trembled violently and were overturned.

The other people sitting at the tables all retreated in a sorry state.