The Empress of Ten Reincarnations Just to Find Me

Chen Han glanced coldly at the gray-robed people lying on the ground in a miserable state. The coldness in his eyes seemed to be able to freeze the air around them.

He slowly raised his hand and waved it gently. The vines that had been quietly dormant around him became active instantly as if they had received an order.

The vines twisted and spun at an extremely fast speed, rapidly spreading towards the gray-robed figures lying on the ground. In the blink of an eye, they had wrapped around their limbs and torsos, tightly binding them and making them unable to move at all.

The gray-robed people who were tightly entangled by the vines showed horror on their faces, with despair and pleading in their eyes, but Chen Han remained unmoved.

Chen Han's eyes were icy, his gaze sharp as a knife as he glared at the gray-robed man he had lifted high. He slowly raised his palm, and instantly, strands of cold air continuously gushed out from his palm. The cold air was like a solid white mist, exuding a chilling aura.

Then, he pushed his palm hard, and the waves of cold air rushed into the gray-robed man's body like a surging tide.

As the cold air invaded, the gray-robed man's body instantly trembled violently as if struck by lightning. His face turned pale as paper, and veins bulged on his forehead.

The gray-robed man struggled desperately in agony, but Chen Han held him tightly by the neck, preventing him from breaking free. His eyes were filled with fear and despair, and he let out painful roars that were particularly shrill in the silent and devastated battlefield.

"Please... spare me... I... I know I was wrong..." The man in gray robe used up his last bit of strength and squeezed out these words of begging for mercy from between his teeth with difficulty. His eyes were full of desire for life and fear of Chen Han.

But Chen Han still had no expression on his face, looking coldly at the gray-robed man in front of him who was begging for mercy in pain, as if his plea for mercy could not stir up any ripples in his heart, and the action of injecting cold air into his hands did not stop for a moment.

The gray-robed people, tightly held by the vines, watched their companions being lifted high and pleading for mercy in agony. Their faces were filled with fear, and their bodies trembled violently. They had never imagined that they would end up like this.

In terror, they began to struggle desperately, trying to break free from the vines. Their twisting bodies and frantic flailing limbs caused the vines to sway as well.

Chen Han noticed something immediately. He frowned slightly, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he scolded in a low and cold voice: "Shut up!"

After saying this, he gently waved his hand. Instantly, the vines tightly bound to the gray-robed man transformed rapidly, as if receiving new instructions. Sharp barbs slowly sprouted from the vines, gleaming coldly in the sunlight like razor-sharp little daggers.

As the gray-robed men struggled, the barbs instantly pierced their flesh, and blood oozed from the wounds, staining their tattered gray robes red. Painful howls rang out from the gray-robed men one after another, their voices filled with despair and fear, but Chen Han remained stern, showing no intention of letting them go.

His expression remained stern, and the coldness in his eyes was even stronger. He slowly raised one of his hands.

Instantly, strands of cold air quickly converged on his palm, where a sharp, crystal-clear cone of ice slowly formed. In the sunlight, the cone of ice reflected a bone-chilling light, like the deadly thorn of death.

Chen Han's eyes flashed, and he swung his arm violently. The ice cone instantly shot out like an arrow, heading straight for the mouth of the gray-robed man who was held high by him.

The ice cone moved incredibly quickly, sinking into the gray-robed man's mouth in the blink of an eye. Immediately afterwards, blood splattered everywhere, spraying warm blood onto Chen Han's hands and body. However, he seemed oblivious, staring blankly at the cruel scene before him.

However, Chen Han's punishment did not stop there. He exerted force with both hands, and the cold energy around him became more and more intense, sweeping towards the injured gray-robed man like a surging tide.

The gray-robed man was instantly enveloped by the cold air, his body beginning to freeze at a visible speed. In a moment, he was frozen into a block of ice, his painful struggle frozen within his icy shell.

Chen Han looked at the ice in front of him coldly, without any mercy in his eyes. He slowly stretched out his hand and held the ice tightly.

Then, he squeezed hard with his hand, and with a crisp sound, the gray-robed man who was frozen into ice instantly shattered into countless ice fragments, which fell to the ground, as if he had never existed in this world.

The gray-robed people who were bound by vines witnessed this extremely cruel scene. The fear in their eyes became even greater, and they struggled more frantically, but they could not escape this nightmare-like desperate situation.

Chen Yue arrived at some point and witnessed the whole process from a distance.

Her eyes suddenly widened, her face filled with disbelief. Normally, Chen Han was always gentle and friendly in front of her, caring for her deeply. That gentle smile and patient words seemed to still be before her eyes.

But now, the Chen Han she saw was so cold-blooded and ruthless that a single gesture could cause those gray-robed men to suffer extreme pain or even die.

Chen Yue's lips trembled slightly. He wanted to say something, but he felt as if his throat was choked by something and couldn't make a sound.

She was frightened by the strong contrast...

Chen Han walked slowly and expressionlessly towards the gray-robed men who were still tightly bound by vines. Every step he took seemed to bring with it an endless sense of oppression, making the air around him seem to solidify.

His icy gaze swept over the gray-robed men one by one, the chill in his eyes not diminishing at all. Finally, he stopped in front of them and said in a low, cold voice, "Who's next?"

These four simple words were like the decree of death, instantly sending those grey-robed men plummeting into an icy cellar. Their faces instantly turned as pale as paper, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, the fear in their eyes reaching its peak.

Several of the gray-robed men were so frightened that they lost control of their bowels and bladder, their urine trickling down their trouser legs and forming puddles of muddy water on the ground. But at this point, they were no longer concerned with their plight; their hearts and eyes were filled with fear of impending doom, and they uttered despairing sobs.

Chen Han just stood there coldly, looking at their terrified expressions, without any emotion, as if in his eyes, these gray-robed people were nothing more than ants, at his disposal.

Those gray-robed men who were frightened out of their wits no longer cared about their dignity at this moment. They struggled desperately and begged Chen Han for mercy.

"Please, let us go. We know we were wrong and we won't do it again!"

"Sir, please spare us this time. We really had no choice but to do that!"

Their cries for mercy continued...

Chen Han frowned slightly as he listened to the cries for mercy, a flicker of impatience in his eyes. He showed no sign of stopping, reaching out and fiercely grabbing a gray-robed man. The man was instantly paralyzed with fear, his entire body trembling, his mouth still emitting desperate pleas.

Just as Chen Han was about to continue torturing the gray-robed man, Chen Yue finally couldn't help but rushed over and stopped Chen Han.

"Even if they may have lost all conscience and done so many unforgivable evil things, we cannot be unjust!"

Chen Han was stunned by her sudden obstruction, then slowly turned his gaze towards her. His eyes still held a chill, so cold that Chen Yue shuddered uncontrollably the moment they met.

Chen Han looked at Chen Yue quietly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, a mixture of surprise at her sudden obstruction and the lingering anger deep within his heart. He paused for a long moment, the air seemingly frozen at that moment, the oppression so intense that it was hard to breathe.

Finally, Chen Han spoke slowly, his voice still low and cold, without any emotion: "Okay, since you said so, let's give them a quick death and kill them all together!"

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