The End of Dharma 40K: My Evil God Wife Feeds Me to Prove My Emperorship

A bronze forklift stopped against the wall in front of the abandoned warehouse.

In the forklift driver's seat, Li Mingyu looked at Wang Chen, who had been cut in half at the waist, clutched his chest, and took a deep breath.

Leaning back in his seat, he closed his eyes and gently massaged his temples. After sitting for a while, he got out of the car to inspect the scene.

The scene was extremely horrific.

Li Mingyu was somewhat surprised, as this was clearly his first time killing someone, yet his emotions were almost completely unaffected.

Wei Kun reappeared beside him, clutching his intact left arm, somewhat dazed, as if he had a hangover. However, looking at the horrific scene before him, Wei Kun surprisingly appreciative, clapping softly.

"You can win even without me, very good, very good, that's wonderful. I just never expected you to kill him like this, Leonardo DiCaprio, despicable, utterly despicable, hahaha."

Li Mingyu was still thinking about his first murder when he glanced at Wei Kun, who had just appeared, and casually replied:

"Where's the despicable part? It's a matter of life and death; does it really need some kind of grand execution?"

Wei Kun: "Hehe, but it seems you've inherited at least half of my fighting talent. You haven't disgraced me, Wei."

Li Mingyu: "Alright, alright, so your loss to Wang Chen was just an accident then."

Wei Kun: "Really, Little Li, you really understand me. Seeing you with your hammer and forklift, I'm going to bestow upon you the title of 'Workshop War God,' hahaha."

Listening to Wei Kun's incessant chatter, Li Mingyu felt a little better. He then walked over to Wang Chen's upper body and looked at Wang Chen's deformed face after the mutation.

Although the battle is over, more troubles and mysteries await him.

Destiny...

Was Wang Chen's transformation caused by impurities, by destiny, or perhaps both?

For the past two years, my attention has been focused on my life with my wife on Earth. When I return to Xuanling Heaven at night, it's usually just for survival and to get by. I've really become oblivious to what's going on outside.

What exactly is destiny?

Why do I have no recollection of this at all?

Is it that I don't know... or that I've forgotten...?

Li Mingyu hesitated. He suspected that Wang Chen's falling out might be due to the influence of fate, or some kind of temptation or seduction...

After thinking it over and over, Li Mingyu was still completely confused.

However, one thing is certain.

Next, they will face the wanted manhunt and search by the Fengzhou City and Zhendian, and the Wei'an Division of Yin County will also be on their orders.

Wang Chen's father, Wang Hao, was an outer disciple of the Yangbai Immortal Sect. He frequently entertained and saw off the sect's middle-level members. He was a well-known figure in Fengzhou, engaging in both business and education. Upon learning of his only son's death, he would undoubtedly be furious and try every means to make it a major case.

We must retreat as soon as possible; if we delay even a day, we'll be trapped with no way to escape.

We can't stay in Yin County, and we can't stay in Fengzhou either. We have to take Auntie and go somewhere far away.

His wife was still waiting; he had to survive, even if it meant resorting to any means necessary…

Li Mingyu returned to the warehouse, retrieved the bag of money he was originally going to return to Wang Chen, and also searched Wang Chen's person, obtaining the scarlet copper pen.

This copper pen is unremarkable, of normal weight, and has a faint smell of blood, but the ink inside is completely used up.

Based on previous observations, the ink used in the copper pen should be fresh blood, perhaps even heart's blood.

Li Mingyu carefully examined the bronze pen in his hand, staring at it for a long time, until he felt his vision become somewhat blurred.

Just looking at it quietly, I inexplicably felt that this copper pen was out of place with the surrounding space, as if... it didn't belong to any man-made object.

But this is clearly the simplest copper mechanical structure, so it would be strange to say that it is not a man-made object.

For now, we can only keep it safe and explore it later when we have the opportunity.

Li Mingyu looked away and put the copper pen away.

This place is remote enough that I doubt anyone will come here for the next few days.

However, the scene still needs to be cleaned up as soon as possible, so that Wang Chen's body cannot be discovered too early.

We need to leave quickly; it would be best to leave Fengzhou before noon.

Not far from the factory was a deep pit for disposing of waste. Li Mingyu dragged the two halves of the mutated Wang Chen's body into it.

"Now we won't be easily discovered."

Under the dark green moonlight reflecting on the greenish night sky, a barely perceptible breeze swept by, dispelling all fatigue.

Li Mingyu relaxed and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped.

"There's a problem..."

He felt for no reason that something was wrong, but after looking around, he found nothing unusual.

"Is it just my imagination...?"

Li Mingyu shook his head. He took a step, but his steps became unsteady, as if he couldn't find solid ground. The ground was as soft as cotton.

He slowly squatted down, took several deep breaths, and tried to dispel the feeling of confusion.

"Where exactly did things go wrong?"

"Is it a copper pen?"

Li Mingyu took out the copper pen from his pocket, found nothing amiss, and put it away.

Could it be that I inhaled too much foul air and got poisoned?

Not right either.

Li Mingyu circulated his spiritual energy around his body smoothly, without feeling any obstruction or blockage caused by pollution.

He became inexplicably irritable, unable to concentrate, and even his surroundings felt unfamiliar, a strange sense of alienation lingering in his mind.

Could it be that Wang Chen's so-called destiny is at work?

Li Mingyu turned his gaze to Wang Chen's body, which was cut in two, with blood splattered around it, mixed with pus.

Looking at it this way, he felt his forehead gradually itch, as if something was tugging at his mind, or something was drilling into his brain, and his mind was also drawn to some place...

"Yes... the magic has been activated!"

While hesitating, Li Mingyu connected his mind to the Immortal Scripture Space and finally accurately detected this anomaly.

The [Life-Severing] technique has been activated.

Moreover, it is self-activated.

After a while, the strange feeling gradually faded, and everything returned to normal.

"What exactly is the effect of this [Life-Severing] technique...? It severs destiny? But there's been no reaction..."

"Is this some kind of scam...?"

Li Mingyu truly hadn't expected that the [Life-Severing] technique would be activated in such a way, with such a vague effect.

Having no ideas, he decided to retreat first and then explore the matter slowly later.

Just as Li Mingyu was about to leave, he discovered that someone had appeared beside him out of nowhere.

This feeling was unusually abrupt, originating from the mind; it was a sudden perception, purely instinctive.

Ok?

Li Mingyu immediately became alert and turned his head to look.

A young man in black stood to the side, clean-cut and neat, with his hair tied up with a brocade ribbon, exuding a flamboyant air.

—It was Wang Chen.

Wang Chen looked bewildered, glancing left and right, then at Wei Kun, and then at Li Mingyu. As if just coming to his senses, he hesitated for a moment before saying:

"Mingyu, what are we doing here?"