Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 555 Ambush (Part 3)

The third ambush point...

Both of them had abnormally bent necks and had died long ago.

Ye Tianjun didn't stop and quickly rushed towards the last ambush point.

He gathered his strength in his feet and rushed forward at high speed.

The murderer is right in front of him; all he needs to do is arrive in time and take action.

At this moment, when his anger reached its limit, he actually calmed down.

Ye Tianjun felt neither sorrow nor joy, his heart remained calm and undisturbed.

He made up his mind; he would spare Han Yi's life.

It wasn't that he wanted to show mercy. He simply wanted to use the chain gun to pierce Han Yi from head to toe, piece by piece…

Then…...

Light the sky lantern!

The last ambush location...

"Oh, Master Ye, your speed is not bad, is it?" Han Yi grabbed someone by the neck with his right hand and raised them high.

Click!

With a crisp sound.

The last person was easily dealt with by Han Yi, and he gave up struggling as his limbs gave up.

This person was Ye Tianjun's confidant who had been with him since the Green Robe Alliance days.

He was his subordinate, and also his good brother.

"Han Yi..." Ye Tianjun's pupils were filled with dense, red blood vessels. His calm composure was shattered in an instant.

"Go to hell!" he roared.

He wielded the chain gun with all his might.

Bang bang bang! ! ! !

Just from the aftershock, the trees within a dozen meters were snapped in two, and countless withered leaves and dust flew everywhere.

Bang!

A streak of black light pierced through all obstacles, like a meteor falling from the sky, and struck Han Yi with unstoppable force.

The black light was so fast, it was like lightning, and there was no way to dodge it.

call out…...

A few soft whooshing sounds of force cutting through the air.

Layers of white appeared on the gun head, then turned into frost, pressing down heavily and slowing its speed.

The spearhead jerked, attempting to disperse all the alien energy. *Whoosh whoosh whoosh!*

Dozens of continuous bursts of energy clung frantically to the chain spear, and a layer of white frost surged rapidly toward Ye Tianjun along the spear shaft.

In an instant, an extra-long, giant popsicle was formed.

Han Yi easily turned his head and grabbed the slowly moving chain gun.

"Ye Tianjun, is this all the magnanimity you have...? I'm so disappointed in you..."

He smiled slightly and looked up at Ye Tianjun.

Ye Tianjun was stunned for a moment.

The way he looked at Han Yi now was completely different from before; it was as if he were a different person.

If Han Yi was previously weak, helpless, and insignificant, possessing nothing but his identity as a martial arts master of Jingtian Manor, then at this moment, Han Yi exudes a dangerous aura, his entire body brimming with vitality, like a wild beast that has been suppressing its anger for a long time, finally able to reveal its long-suppressed fangs and unleash its power.

"You...you actually..."

Now that things have come to this, Ye Tianjun is fully aware of the situation.

I was deceived.

They were scammed terribly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

His self-proclaimed perfection made him completely incapable of such humiliation.

The shame and indignation of being repeatedly mocked, the blood feud over the murder of his trusted general, and the rage of being deceived...

Ye Tianjun immediately went berserk.

His entire body surged with energy, which he unleashed wildly from his hands as if it were free.

He refused to believe that his "Soul-Locking Spear Technique," which he had painstakingly cultivated for over a decade, was inferior to that of a new martial artist who had only been practicing for two or three years.

However, his fingers, gripping the chain gun, had turned white from clenching so tightly that all his strength had been released, yet the layer of frost remained steadfast, spreading towards him little by little.

The ice layer had already crossed the center line of the chain gun…

"No...it's impossible..."

Ye Tianjun felt weak all over and his body was ice cold. His eyes had long lost their usual calm and composure.

He looked up at the opposite side.

Han Yi remained expressionless, gripping the gun barrel with one hand, silently looking down at him.

"..."

An immense pressure emanated from Han Yi.

The sunlight slanted down, casting a huge shadow on him.

Even the chirping birds and noisy insects fell completely silent under this aura.

Throughout the entire forest, only Ye Tianjun's frantic, unwilling, yet powerless screams could be heard.

Ye Tianjun's spirit finally began to break down.

He looked at Han Yi's face, a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

It's ridiculous that he thought he had everything under control just because he had injured the other party a few times before.

Little did they know, everything was under the control of the other side.

The other party hid it so well that even he was fooled.

Now, there is only one way forward.

If we can reveal Han Yi's situation to the alliance, everything can be salvaged!

Ye Tianjun felt humiliated. However, the moment he loosened his grip even slightly, he gave up his last chance at life.

The stalemate had been going on for a while, but the lukewarm, chilling energy suddenly spread out and completely froze his hands.

Ye Tianjun's face turned deathly pale. This time, he truly felt a chill throughout his body.

"No...no..." He trembled all over, his extreme fear and will to survive squeezing out every last bit of strength from his body.

They were trying to salvage the last glimmer of hope.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from this layer of frozen restraints.

Even if he wanted to let go and throw away the chain gun, he simply couldn't.

Finally, Han Yi spoke: "Let's end it. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes..."

Before Ye Tianjun could understand what was meant, he suddenly soared into the air.

Han Yi gripped the frozen, elongated chain gun with both hands, exerting tremendous force.

Just like driving in nails, Ye Tianjun was lifted high into the air.

Bang! ! ! !

Before Ye Tianjun could make a move to resist, he was slammed into the woods, creating a deep dent.

Ye Tianjun felt dizzy and lightheaded, and his protective energy shattered as it vibrated rapidly.

Crackling sounds...

The chilling yin energy rapidly gathered and surged upwards, combining the three characteristics of extreme cold, profound yin, and dark darkness. A lifelike ice sculpture appeared, crystal clear, under the sunlight.

Ye Tianjun's mouth gaped open, his expression a clear mixture of resentment, regret, and disbelief. "We were just strangers..." Han Yi walked up to him, sighed, "If you have to blame someone, blame it on the fact that we're on different sides..."

He stretched out his finger and gently touched the ice sculpture's forehead.

crackling sounds...

A huge crack instantly appeared on the ice sculpture.

Bang! ! ! ! ! !

In an instant, the chain gun, which had been frozen, exploded, turning into countless shards of ice that slowly rose and evaporated under the sunlight, disappearing without a trace.

Han Yi scanned the area and found no trace left behind. He then lightly touched the ground with his toes and sped away.