Chapter 394 - Chapter 394: Chapter 270: Yu He, Dead

Chapter 394: Chapter 270: Yu He, Dead

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“Huff huff”

The sound of water suddenly fluttered quietly. Duan Xinhe, who was pondering over Yu He’s question, heard this strange noise.

Duan Xinhe glanced down, only to see Fang Tong, who was numb, manage to muster some energy and was trying to sneak away.

Duan Xinhe laughed. He didn’t immediately stop Fang Tong from escaping. Instead, he looked down at this woman, who he’d played with until she no longer resembled a lady, as she crawl away naked.

Finally, Fang Tong crawled several meters away. This action was completely instinctual, an instinct that told her as long as she distanced herself from this monster, she could have the hope of survival. In fact, she’d lost the ability to think rationally at this point because no matter how far she crawled, she couldn’t escape Duan Xinhe.

“Since you’ve already assumed such a seductive pose, let’s enjoy ourselves one more time. After all, their battle isn’t over yet.” Duan Xinhe burst into laughter, took a step forward, pressing directly onto Fang Tong’s back, and grabbing her neck, starting a new wave of horrifying torment.

Fang Tong was so scared that her face was distorted, but she couldn’t resist. Her body was pressed down, and because her neck was being so tightly strangled, her face was submerged in the dirty stream of water.

To Duan Xinhe, the sewer water was the cleanest liquid. He didn’t mind the dirty water splashing onto this pale and plump body. Instead, as he abused her, he intentionally made Fang Tong splash the water.

Like riding a horse, Duan Xinhe laughed pervertedly, while Fang Tong’s face was completely submerged in the water. Despite the painful torment inflicted on her, she was pitifully flapping her arms, but in the end, she was powerless…

Dirty water splashed wildly, the perverse and violent laughter mixed with the struggling and crying of Fang Tong created a horrifying spectacle, a villain indulging in his cruel desires and a lady enduring horrific humiliation…

Eventually, Duan Xinhe stopped his abuse, but Fang Tong stopped struggling too. She lay motionless in the filthy sewer water, her face not pale but slightly green, and her body slowly beginning to stiffen…

“Damn you, Duan Xinhe, you won’t die peacefully!!”

Yu He’s inner fury had completely ignited, burning with anger and a hint of terror looming over his impending death.

Many lingering sparks were burning. The whole secret room became red due to the powerful blaze. The smell of flames pervaded the air.

These were signs of the combination of Chu Mu and Mo Ye’s Heavenly Flame Ritual. The might of this skill was exceptional. Even if the Hundred-Tendril Tree Demon had some water attributes that allow it to withstand fire attacks, it still couldn’t resist Chu Mu’s lethal skill.

Burns from the flames were evident on Yu He’s body, making him look exceptionally miserable.

Yu He had planned everything from the start. He knew that Chu Mu and his team were nearby. He also learned through Duan Xinhe’s vague information that the Qingzhe Dragon was likely around here.

In order to kill Chu Mu, to get the rewards, and even the Qingzhe Dragon egg, he too played his deceptive tricks and came here with Duan Xinhe.

With Duan Xinhe’s existence, how could Yu He care about the sly tricks deployed by Chu Mu and his team? Even to the extent of winning Duan Xinhe’s favor, Yu He betrayed his own cousin, sending Fang Tong into the fiercely fanged grasp of Duan Xinhe. This lady of the Elemental Gate tragically died amid raw torment.

However, Yu He did not expect Duan Xinhe to be so cunning and crafty. He had not taken any action yet, which made Yu He panic. If Duan Xinhe didn’t appear, he would have to face Chu Mu alone.

The problem was that Yu He, always dabbling in cunning plots, simply could not match an unceasing warrior like Chu Mu. Just now, his Hundred-Tendril Tree Demon turned to ashes under the combination of their Sky Flame Ritual. After his soul was damaged for the second time, Yu He realized death was impending.

Having been traumatized twice, Yu He was at his most vulnerable. Chu Mu would not miss this opportunity. He neglected Yu He’s Ice Witch Demon completely, commanding Mo Ye and the Demon Tree Warrior to attack Yu He directly.

Yu He gritted his teeth, chanting a spell, and used his feeble defense to withstand the fierce attacks of Chu Mu’s soul pets.

However, without his soul pet, no matter how strong Yu He was, he wouldn’t be able to hold on for long under the claw blades of Mo Ye and the roots of the Demon Tree Warrior.

Very quickly, Yu He’s defenses were torn apart. Mo Ye’s Crown Flame Claw pierced Yu He’s Level Six Soul Armor, leaving a deep scar on his chest.

In the shadows untouched by the flames, a barely discernible figure emerged. A pair of eyes gleaming viciously watched Chu Mu and Yu He silently, seemingly waiting for the moment Chu Mu killed Yu He.

Yu He had miscalculated. The master of cunning, he had utterly failed to foresee Duan Xinhe’s deceitful nature.

What surprised him even more was that Chu Mu’s strength far exceeded his expectations, and he was about to die at the hands of a fellow youth.

Between his fear and panic, there was also a sense of unacceptance. He couldn’t accept that his perfect plan had failed. He couldn’t accept dying without achieving his real goal. He couldn’t accept not gaining supreme power within the Elemental Gate. And he couldn’t accept not winning the veiled woman he had seen only once but whom he was already madly infatuated with.

“Swoosh!!!!”

In the end, it was Mo Ye who ended it. The Crown Flame Claw coldly swept across Yu He’s neck!

In reality, Mo Ye’s claws did not actually touch Yu He’s neck. But Yu He’s neck was already beginning to separate from his head. The blood that should have spurted out was all burnt by the Blood Flame, quickly spreading throughout Yu He’s body.

Flames erupted from the wound on Yu He’s body, burning him from within. Only Yu He himself could comprehend this excruciating pain. Or rather, he won’t comprehend it much longer.

The flame engulfed Yu He’s face, but in his dying moments, Yu He’s despondent eyes revealed a trace of craziness within the pain, as if preparing for some cunning trick.

Very soon, Yu He’s body was burnt to ashes. The room was filled with a heavy scent of the Sky Flame Ritual’s pyre.

“Tsk, tsk… you’re pretty powerful for your age, reaching such a realm. Very commendable…” The secretive voice gradually emerged.

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