Published: February 5, 2025
Shengyuan felt his vision turn blood-red; he knew it was blood clouding his eyes.
He was injured. Both Huang Xijie and Liang Juan had also been hurt, but they were evolvers, professionals.
Shengyuan showed no fear at all. He didn't dodge; he just threw punch after punch at the two people in front of him.
In his mind, the image of Little Ying, her voice and smile from before, flashed by like a slideshow, only to be abruptly replaced by her bloody and cold corpse.
He had never wronged Huang Xijie; he even gave up his career as an Elementalist for him and chose to become a Giant Shield Bearer, a profession that only focused on defense.
These two profession scrolls had nearly cost him his life to retrieve, all to repay the debt of gratitude Huang Xijie had bestowed upon him by making him an evolver.
But how had that man treated him? How had he favored Liang Juan?
There was no fairness; instead, traps had been set to directly ensnare him, tormenting him daily to force out the secret of how to obtain a profession certificate.
Heh, he had taken this from the territory of a monster, so why wouldn’t he believe it?
Shengyuan’s heart was filled with grief and unwillingness; he regretted that if he had only…
But alas, it was all too late now.
All he could do was give Little Ying an explanation.
There was no defense needed, only the most primal offense, punching one after the other.
His skin tore open, blood burst forth, even exposing his bones.
But Shengyuan didn’t make a sound; he just swung his fists.
The members of his team were somewhat moved.
What kind of hatred could drive a person to disregard their own life, venting their emotions in such a nearly self-destructive manner?
Yes, it was a release—venting the hatred, resentment… and longing within his heart.
Ye Zhongming had stopped his hand that was about to open the box. He saw Shengyuan in a frenzied state, but he didn’t move to help; he just watched quietly.
Huang Xijie and Liang Juan's resistance grew weaker; they had been frightened out of their wits by Shengyuan.
Anyone witnessing this reckless fighting style that disregarded one’s own safety in favor of killing would be terrified.
However, Huang Xijie had once controlled the lives of thousands. He pushed his son aside, using his somewhat intact hand to embrace Shengyuan's body, while simultaneously shouting, “Liang Juan! Kill him!”
Liang Juan had just been hit hard by Shengyuan's punch and felt a bit dizzy. Hearing Huang Xijie’s shout, she could only focus on that, extending her hands to choke Shengyuan’s neck.
At this moment, they had all forgotten about their identities as evolvers or professionals; it was purely instinctive tearing and fighting.
Young Master Huang trembled as he stood up against the wall. Seeing the three of them in a tangle, he felt scared but instinctively wanted to help.
Ye Zhongming’s gaze flashed; the earth yellow pill leapt out from the side and bit off half of Young Master Huang’s head.
This trembling figure, who was hardly better than an ordinary person now, posed no trouble for the earth yellow pill at all.
“Son!”
Seeing his son die instantly, Huang Xijie was heartbroken, his eyes bulging with horror as blood trickled from the corners of his eyes, making him look exceedingly terrifying.
Shengyuan's face was turning purple from Liang Juan’s grip, but his arms were tightly held by Huang Xijie, and he couldn’t break free.
But the giant seemed oblivious; he desperately stretched his head toward Huang Xijie.
Lost in his grief, Huang Xijie noticed nothing, but Liang Juan's expression changed drastically as she guessed what Shengyuan was trying to do.
She exerted all her strength, attempting to choke Shengyuan to death as quickly as possible, while shouting to Huang Xijie to get back, but he didn’t hear her at all.
Shengyuan slowly approached Huang Xijie. At a certain moment, he finally reached the right distance, struggling to open his mouth, inching closer to Huang Xijie’s neck and biting down...