783: C783 Despair!

C783 Despair!

"Arrest the noisy people outside!" Xie Mu shouted, his tone filled with anger. It was unforgivable to interrupt the important deboning at this time.

When Xie Mu's order was issued, the Evil God Sovereign who was standing outside and the other High-Grade Divine Sovereigns of the Ancient Evil Clan all moved out. Jing Wuhen alone was unable to withstand the attacks of so many people. In less than a hundred moves, he was captured. The Evil God Sovereign knew Jing Wuhen, but he was surprised that Jing Wuhen dared to come alone.

"Isn't this Young Master WuHen? What? He came to save Lin Feng?" The Evil God Supreme's face was filled with a mocking smile, and the other experts of the Ancient Evil Clan also let out a mocking smile.

Jing Wuhen's face turned a little pale, but his eyes were also filled with extreme killing intent. He hated himself for not being strong enough, otherwise, he would definitely kill these beasts!

The Ancient Evil Clan should not exist in this world.

"Bring him in."

At this moment, Xie Mu's shout came out from the room. Hearing that, the Evil God didn't dare to laugh out loud, so he could only bring Jing Wuhen into the room.

Jing Wuhen pushed open the door and entered. The first thing he saw was Lin Feng, who had almost lost consciousness, floating in the air. He spread his arms and his entire face was filled with pain, while Xie Mu's left hand was like a sharp knife, ready to stab into Lin Feng's left rib at any moment.

"You're Jing Wuhen?" A smile appeared on Xie Mu's face. He had heard of Young Master WuHen. The third place in the last Western Conference could be considered a small figure.

However, this year, with geniuses like Xie Dian and the other geniuses from the Ancient Clan, a small figure like Jing Wuhen was probably not worth mentioning anymore.

"Seal his vital energy." Xie Mu glanced at the Evil God Venerable and shouted indifferently.

Hearing that, the Evil God Emperor nodded his head and then patted Jing Wuhen's shoulder with his left palm. Jing Wuhen only felt a powerful and unshakeable energy block his meridians, preventing his Yuan Qi from being transferred out. Jing Wuhen used a long time but was still unable to shake the seal.

Jing Wuhen knew very well that he had been sealed.

"Despicable, shameless!" Jing Wuhen roared. His eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body was filled with a tyrannical aura, but there was nothing he could do.

"Hehe, today I will let you witness with your own eyes how your friend Lin Feng was crippled, and how he slowly became the genius of our Ancient Evil Clan, Xie Dian."

Puchi!

Xie Mu's mocking laughter entered Jing Wuhen's ears, but before he could finish his sentence, a sound similar to a knife piercing into flesh was heard. With a puchi sound, one of Xie Mu's hands was inserted into Lin Feng's ribs. Lin Feng's already painful expression became more and more painful, and beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead.

Xie Mu, on the other hand, had a ferocious expression. His eyes were filled with excitement and impatience, and his speed of attack was much faster. He touched Lin Feng's left rib, and the Body of Chaos was the energy that filled all the bones in Lin Feng's body. Once the chaotic energy disappeared, Lin Feng would only be a piece of trash.

Xie Mu grinned. Under his yellow teeth was a ruthless heart. He didn't care about Lin Feng's life or death. He only cared about Xie Dian, the genius of the Ancient Evil Clan.

The fire of hope for the future Ancient Evil Clan.

With a pfft sound, another sound rang out. Xie Mu's right hand was deeply inserted into Lin Feng's right rib, touching the rib that was filled with Body of Chaos.

"Lin Feng, you will feel honored to achieve Xie Dian's greatness, haha." Xie Mu's face was filled with excitement. After that, he forcefully moved his hands away, and what was held in his hands was Lin Feng's Strength of Chaos. As long as this energy was attached to Xie Dian's ribs, Xie Dian would be the owner of the Body of Chaos.

"No, no, beast, beast!"

Jing Wuhen's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the bloody scene in front of him. His bloody hands were holding green chaotic energy, like glass from the ninth heaven, or like the energy of a god, but it was forcefully taken away just like that.

Jing Wuhen's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, but he could not break free from the restraints of the Evil God Sovereign. No matter how much he struggled, he could only watch as his friend was humiliated and deprived of the glory and glory that originally belonged to him.

"No, no, how can this be?" Jing Wuhen's face was pale as he sat weakly on the ground. His resolute face was already filled with panic. Being deprived of the Body of Chaos, this kind of feeling was even worse than himself.

It was hard for Jing Wuhen to imagine what Lin Feng would do after losing the Body of Chaos, and how he would view the current world.

A piece of trash?

Could it be that Lin Feng wanted to return to the him from two hundred years ago? To be mocked by countless people, to be humiliated by countless people, to be looked down upon by everyone around him, and even the person he loved the most would leave him. Was this what Lin Feng wanted to see?

Lin Feng's eyes were wide open, and there was a faint trace of mist in them. At this moment, he could not feel any pain, only the despair and coldness in his heart. The Strength of Chaos was being taken away bit by bit. Lin Feng knew that he would become trash, even worse than trash.

Lin Feng felt that he had returned to the him from two hundred years ago. That trash, Lin Feng, would be pointed at and mocked no matter where he went. Did he still want to be that Lin Feng?0

No, Lin Feng was not willing to become that kind of Lin Feng, let alone lose the Body of Chaos, and even more so, he could not let the Ancient Evil Clan's scheme succeed, and use him to achieve Xie Dian's halo. All of this was so unfair.

"What am I going to do?"

Lin Feng asked himself more than once, but he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to get up. How could he possibly resist?

Xie Mu continued to unscrupulously strip away his Strength of Chaos and pour all the green energy into Xie Dian's ribs. Although Xie Dian's face was also pale and in extreme pain, his eyes were filled with excitement. Once the Body of Chaos was controlled by him, he would become a peerless genius. No one could be more powerful than him.

"Lin Feng, you have made me, but I will be better than you." Xie Dian muttered. He looked at Lin Feng, who had almost lost himself in the pain, and felt a little unwilling in his heart. But when he thought of his future halo, everything was so natural.

No one knew how Lin Feng was deprived of the Body of Chaos. No one knew how the genius of a generation felt lonely. Everyone only paid attention to how Xie Dian, this sudden genius, stepped onto the stage of the world step by step, enjoying unprecedented glory and veneration.

The winner takes all and the loser takes all; it has never changed. Lin Feng used to be the king and the winner, but the current Lin Feng was just one of the dried bones.

As time passed, Lin Feng's body was almost emptied. All of the Strength of Chaos was instilled into Xie Dian's body. Xie Dian combed his aura and felt that his body was filled with an unfamiliar energy, but he was extremely excited.

From now on, he was the one who enjoyed the halo. He was the real genius, and he, Xie Dian, was the one who wanted to become the most domineering person in the Ancient Sect and the Ancient Clan.

He would also remember that a poor man named Lin Feng had made himself successful, but he would forget about Lin Feng, which seemed to be a very normal thing.

It was over.

Lin Feng's Body of Chaos had been completely removed by Xie Mu, and everything that belonged to Lin Feng had been taken away. Xie Dian would only become stronger and stronger, enjoying the glory of hundreds of millions of people, while Lin Feng would only become a dry bone in the ocean and be buried by the sand.

Xie Dian looked at Lin Feng's miserable state and did not pay any more attention to him. There was no need for him to waste his time on a piece of trash. His future was to become the number one genius.

"I'm going to cultivate." Xie Dian exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and Qi of Chaos appeared all over his body. The white energy made him seem even more mysterious and terrifying.

Xie Dian pushed open the door and left the room. Xie Mu took a deep breath. His palm was covered with Lin Feng's blood. After wiping the blood with the robe on the ground, he threw the robe to Lin Feng. Then, he glanced at the Evil God Supreme and shouted in a deep voice, "Let Lin Feng and Jing Wuhen go and let them fend for themselves."

"Understood." The Evil God nodded and watched as Xie Mu also left. There were only three people left in the room, him and Lin Feng, and Jing Wuhen.

The Evil God Supreme seemed to be in a dream at this moment. Lin Feng, who had previously been lively and lively, and whom no one could provoke, had now been completely drained of all the Body of Chaos's energy, and had become a piece of trash.

The Evil God Sovereign suddenly felt a little empty in his heart. Everything seemed so unreal.

He sighed. Perhaps this was Lin Feng's fate. Without the Body of Chaos that he was so proud of, Lin Feng was just a piece of trash.

"Let's go, you guys go." The Evil God let go of Jing Wuhen, but he did not undo the seal.

Jing Wuhen's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. He could not imagine how he could carry Lin Feng and leave the City Lord's Mansion and the Ancient Evil Clan at this moment.

Jing Wuhen carried Lin Feng and walked aimlessly for three days. He didn't know where he went, but there was a valley in front of him. The surroundings were pitch black, as if Lin Feng's future was bleak.

"Ahem, ahem, Wuhen, put me down."

Lin Feng, who was being held in Jing Wuhen's arms, gradually regained his consciousness. He felt a burning pain, coughed, and struggled to speak.

Jing Wuhen's face was filled with joy. Lin Feng had finally woken up.

"Alright, alright. Let's go to the valley."

Jing Wuhen quickly nodded and jumped into the valley that was only a few thousand meters deep with Lin Feng in his arms. Although Jing Wuhen did not have any Yuan Qi, he could still control it with his own ability.

After jumping into the valley, Jing Wuhen slowly put Lin Feng down as the wounds on Lin Feng's ribs healed bit by bit.

However, the scars in Lin Feng's heart would never heal.

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