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Chapter 121: The Aloof Immortal and the Wealthy Prince 10
Jing Wang Manor (Prince Jing’s Mansion), Main Courtyard.
Just as Fanti was still questioning his existence, he suddenly grabbed Zhongli Mingji’s hand, which was reaching out to Jin Muhan. His crimson eyes grew even more bloodshot and terrifying.
A pure and powerful surge of demonic energy, under Fanti’s control, poured into Zhongli Mingji’s body.
The action was sudden and overwhelming.
Zhongli Mingji raised his other hand to pry off Fanti’s hand, which was feeding him demonic energy. His previously good mood was instantly ruined by this unexpected turn of events.
Fanti was even more frustrated than Zhongli Mingji, as he had no intention of doing this, yet his body suddenly became uncontrollable.
The demonic energy within him also uncontrollably surged into Zhongli Mingji’s body, worsening his already weakened state.
Damn it! Who the hell is scheming against me?!
“…” Zhongli Mingji staggered slightly, his delicate brows furrowed, his red lips pursed, and his jaw tightened as if he were enduring immense pain.
He couldn’t pry Fanti’s hand off, even with his immortal energy, as it was no match for the influx of demonic energy.
The previously distinct battle between his immortal energy and the thunder energy was disrupted by the sudden surge of demonic energy. The three forces now clashed violently within Zhongli Mingji’s body.
The aloof immortal’s face turned pale, while Fanti’s complexion also worsened.
Fanti was seething with rage inside.
You bastard, don’t let me catch you, or I’ll skin you alive!
The Left Protector of the Demon Realm quickly appeared, interrupting Fanti’s transfer of demonic energy to Zhongli Mingji and supporting the staggering Fanti.
“Your Majesty, didn’t you say there was no rush?”
If there’s no rush, why are you in such a hurry to pour demonic energy into the Frost Immortal’s body to kill him?
Fanti rolled his eyes in exasperation, “Are your eyes just for show? Can’t you see I’ve been manipulated by Zhongli Mingji’s enemy?”
He was almost certain that his sudden loss of control was orchestrated by someone behind the scenes, targeting the injured but still alive Zhongli Mingji.
Just how much does this mastermind hate Zhongli Mingji?!
Zhongli Mingji is already in such a pitiful state, almost reduced to a weak mortal, yet they still won’t let him go, even using my hand to deliver a fatal blow.
The Left Protector glanced at Zhongli Mingji, who was leaning against the wall, pale and bent over in pain. “Your Majesty, are you referring to the mysterious person who severely injured him?”
Fanti nodded, “I wonder who he’s managed to offend.”
As Fanti’s weakened state caused the immobilization spell to fail, Jin Muhan, now able to move, quickly walked over to Zhongli Mingji and held his beloved’s waist, his eyes filled with worry.
“Mingji, I’ll take you to see a doctor.”
He tried to help Zhongli Mingji leave, but Zhongli Mingji grabbed his wrist to stop him.
Zhongli Mingji clutched his throbbing head, struggling to speak, “…”
Blood trickled from the corner of his lips, but no sound came out.
Damn it, not now!!! Zhongli Mingji was on the verge of fainting from sheer frustration.
Jin Muhan looked at him anxiously, “Mingji, let me take you to see a doctor first…”
Zhongli Mingji sighed.
He leaned heavily on Jin Muhan, his body burning up from the chaotic clash of the three forces within him.
He really felt like the world’s consciousness was asking for death, thinking it could escape responsibility by using Fanti’s hand.
Did they really think he was that easy to fool?!
The weakened aloof immortal slowly raised his hand, the gathered immortal energy pressing against his throat, trying to dissipate the thunder energy blocking it.
Jin Muhan’s anxiety was like a lit fuse, making him as explosive as a firecracker.
“Mingji, please don’t scare me like this.”
His hands trembled as he supported Zhongli Mingji, his clean palms starting to sweat slightly.
Zhongli Mingji lowered his pale hand, spitting out a mouthful of blood under Jin Muhan’s worried gaze.
“Mingji!!” Jin Muhan stared at him urgently, his emotions like a turbulent sea, his forehead veins bulging in distress.
Zhongli Mingji wiped the blood from his lips, his gaze icy cold when he looked up again.
“Heavenly Dao, you’re asking for death!”
He looked up at the sky, the power of Lu Yan, under the control of his main consciousness, activating the annihilation curse on the world’s consciousness.
The black orb hidden in the clouds was bound by thousands of chains, struggling with all its might but only able to watch as it slowly disappeared.
Truly, one reaps what they sow!
Fanti was slightly startled when he heard Zhongli Mingji speak, but when he clearly heard the words ‘Heavenly Dao,’ his expression changed dramatically.
“Heavenly Dao?!”
Why would the Heavenly Dao target Zhongli Mingji, the practitioner and spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao?
When did this world go mad?
The Left Protector of the Demon Realm: “!!!!”
Is the Heavenly Dao so indiscriminate? Instead of targeting the great demon lords of our demon realm, it’s going after the Frost Immortal from the Heavenly Dao’s side.
Damn it! The immortal realm is doomed!
Jin Muhan was full of confusion, “???”
Mingji can speak again, but what on earth is going on?!
And those two sinister-looking men across the way, where did they come from?
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