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Shock! I, the Divine Son, Am Actually a Villain
Chapter 223

The Child of Destiny Xiao Chen Has Died

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She already knew perfectly well that the clan leader was nothing more than using her as a tool to curry favor with the Upper Realm beings.

None of these people from the Upper Realms genuinely wanted to help him.

At that moment, he had no idea what the two adults wanted him to do, and following them would certainly be fraught with danger.

Thinking of this, she bit her lip hard, then nodded resolutely, uttering a single word with unwavering certainty. "Yes!"

Xiao Chen was overjoyed to receive the reply.

He eagerly grabbed Xiao Xueyin's hand, a joyful smile spreading across his face. "Okay! Let's go!"

With that, Xiao Chen pulled Xiao Xueyin and turned to leave.

Just then, Wei Yan gazed at them and slowly spoke, "Do you two think we don't exist?"

Immediately, a powerful pressure crashed down from the sky, instantly enveloping Xiao Chen and his companion.

The two felt an overwhelming force surging towards them.

His body was suddenly and violently slammed to the ground, his knees hitting the hard, rock-like ground with a dull thud.

Immediately afterwards, the ground, under this terrifying force, let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain and collapsed with a deafening roar.

The cracks spread rapidly in all directions like vines, and soil and stones flew out.

Their heads were pinned down, unable to lift even an inch.

Xiao Chen's face turned a deep purplish-red, veins bulging on his forehead, and he clenched his teeth so tightly they made a grinding sound.

He struggled to his feet, his fingers digging deep into the soil, but all his efforts were in vain.

Wei Yan's gaze lingered on Xiao Chen for a moment, her delicate brows furrowing slightly as she secretly pondered: the chosen owner of that treasure is Xiao Xueyin.

Xiao Chen is just an insignificant person. It wouldn't be wrong to eliminate him here, so he won't be an eyesore later.

She raised her fair right hand, her slender fingers pressing down.

Instantly, an even more terrifying force pressed down once more.

Xiao Chen instantly felt the suffocating pressure intensify dramatically.

He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the air with a shocking crimson.

He let out a painful groan, his body convulsed violently, and a series of chilling cracking sounds of bones breaking rang out.

His face instantly turned deathly pale, completely devoid of color.

At that moment, Xiao Xueyin heard the noise and her heart clenched.

She was extremely anxious; her fingers had turned white from exerting too much force, and her face was full of worry.

She tried desperately to break free from those restraints, but all her efforts were in vain.

Beside him, Wei Yan continued to press down with her fingers.

Xiao Chen's arm suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist that spread through the air, emitting a strong, pungent smell of blood.

Xiao Chen's face showed a look of extreme terror, his mouth wide open, but he couldn't utter a sound.

Then, his legs gradually twisted and deformed, his skin cracked open, and blood gushed out, pooling on the ground.

Xiao Chen was bleeding from all seven orifices, his face contorted in a grimace.

Those eyeballs bulged out abruptly, as if they were about to break free of their sockets.

Watching this scene, Wei Yan gently waved her hand, her eyes crinkling as she whispered, "Goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen's head began to swell and deform wildly, like a balloon about to burst.

Finally, with a deafening roar, Xiao Chen's head exploded, his brains splattering everywhere, his last expression filled with disbelief.

He never expected that the gap between himself and Wei Yan would be so vast.

They were ruthlessly eliminated without any chance to fight back, and didn't even have the opportunity to use their last trump card.

"Ding-dong!"

[The Child of Destiny, Xiao Chen, dies due to the death of his host]

[Heaven’s Mandate Points Reset to Zero]

[Host's Kill Points increased by 138,420 points]

Wei Yan withdrew his oppressive aura, and the oppressive feeling receded like the tide.

Xiao Xueyin felt her body suddenly go limp, as if her spine had been removed in an instant, and she collapsed to the ground, powerless and limp.

After a moment, her empty gaze slowly moved, and when it fell on Xiao Chen's miserable state, with only half of his body remaining.

She was as if struck by lightning, frozen in place for a moment.

Her lips trembled, her voice weak and trembling as she called out, "... Brother Chen?"

Xiao Xueyin braced herself on the ground with both hands, her fingertips digging deep into the soil, as she crawled toward Xiao Chen with great difficulty.

Every inch she moved seemed to drain all her strength.

Her clothes rubbed against the rough ground, becoming stained with mud and blood, but she was completely unaware.

Her eyes were fixed on Xiao Chen's corpse, tears streaming down her face.

"Brother Chen!!"

Her heart-wrenching screams lingered in the air, overflowing with boundless pain.

Wei Yan clapped his hands with a relaxed expression and said lightly, "Alright, the troublemakers are all taken care of."

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