"Naixue!"
Since entering the room, Sosuri's gaze had been fixed on the glass bottle hanging overhead without moving.
He had searched for her!
He had pleaded and prayed countless times in his heart!
But.
When he saw the glass bottle in the corner bearing the name of Sos Naixue, he stood frozen as if struck by lightning.
His Naixue—
He lunged forward in a frenzy, but…
"Careful!"
Chen Fan suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching. He grabbed Sosuri, pulling him back, while shielding everyone behind him. "It's a divine-level expert's aura!"
Everyone was startled!
Even Ge Jun's expression darkened. "Is it the Pope?"
If that were the case, then they—
"Boom!"
A colossal roar echoed as a giant figure wielding a scythe slowly emerged from the darkness.
"Who dares to trespass upon my divine temple's forbidden ground!"
The ancient voice was filled with supreme spiritual power!
The sound exploded in their ears, reverberating endlessly!
This is—
"Death Knight."
Ge Jun's face turned cold as he stared at the entity before them.
It was recorded in ancient texts.
A Death Knight could be forged by refining the souls of ten million people!
It obeyed only its creator's commands.
And a Death Knight's power would continuously surge with the increase of the undead.
"He actually refined such an evil and malevolent thing!"
Everyone gasped.
How many souls had met a tragic end at his hands?
Chen Fan stepped forward, summoning the Heavenly Mirror Sword, and yelled coldly, "Begone!"
"Hahaha! Ignorant human, how dare you speak to this venerable one like that?!"
"Do you know my strength?"
The Death Knight was shrouded in a mass of shadow, its appearance completely obscured.
Its mockery struck their ears, causing them pain.
Ge Jun's face was grim. "This Death Knight has reached the peak of divine-level cultivation. Be careful!"
Chen Fan nodded, blocking the Death Knight's advance toward the others. "Your opponent is me."
"Opponent?"
The Death Knight looked down at Chen Fan with cold eyes. "This venerable one never considers an ant an opponent!"
"If you know what's good for you, willingly offer your soul for my tasting!"
"Otherwise! I will not hesitate to commit slaughter today."
Chen Fan did not reply. Gripping the Heavenly Mirror Sword, he swung it directly at the Death Knight. "Vile things like you should not exist in this world!"
"Die!"
Chen Fan's Heavenly Mirror Sword struck the Death Knight.
Clang!
A collision sound rang out. The shadow remained unscathed, but Chen Fan was forced back several steps!
It was so incredibly tough!
"Brother Fan!"
"Nine-tailed!"
Chen Fan shook his head. "No need! I have it under control!"
He gritted his teeth and charged again, but—
The Death Knight was clearly enraged. "A mere ant dares to repeatedly provoke my divine might!"
"Since you are seeking death, then do not blame me for showing no mercy!"
Boom!
As its words fell, the Death Knight's attack had already reached Chen Fan.
"Brother Fan!"
Everyone watched in terror.
The dark energy densely enveloped Chen Fan, obscuring him completely!
"Hahaha! Ignorant human! Look at this ignorant human devoured by my killing intent!"
"Next, it will be your turn!"
The Death Knight's gaze swept coldly towards Ge Jun's group, its eyes filled with a murderous chill, wishing they would perish on the spot!
However—
"Brother Fan!"
Luosheng exclaimed in surprise, looking at Chen Fan, who stood unharmed before the Death Knight, his eyes shining with joy. "I knew you wouldn't be held back by this dead thing!"
Chen Fan curved his lips slightly and looked at the Death Knight. "Is this all you've got?"
"No! Impossible!"
The Death Knight stared at Chen Fan in shock. "No one can break free from my killing intent, how can you!"
Chen Fan formed an ice seal with his hand, his eyes as cold as iron. "Let me show you that nothing is impossible in this world!"
With that, he encased the Heavenly Mirror Sword in ice and swung it fiercely at the Death Knight!
"Bang!"
"Impossible!"
"Ah!"
The Death Knight watched in terror as a black hole opened before it.
It plunged into unprecedented panic!
Its hands waved in the air helplessly. "Master! Master, save me!"
However—
Besides the glass bottles shattering one after another, no one responded.
The Death Knight dissipated and vanished as if it had never existed.
And the bottle that was smashed to the ground, its essence within began to float out, forming a series of images in the air—
In the image, there was a teenager in his teens.
His neck was gripped by a pale hand, and he was lifted into the air, his face turning purple from suffocation!
Everyone present recognized him.
He was the genius boy who had been accepted into the divine temple a few years ago.
The divine temple had praised his extraordinary talent to the outside world numerous times, yet this banquet attendee, who had been lauded by everyone in the temple, was now in such a pathetic state.
Looking at this image, everyone felt as if that hand was also upon them!
In the next moment—
That pale hand moved!
Its sharp claws pierced through the teenager's chest, and then, a bright red, still-beating heart was extracted.