"Pfft!"
Another great mouthful of dark-red Demonic Blood mixed with shattered chunks of organs gushed wildly from Pang Yanen's mouth, staining the ground before him into a grisly mess.
He barely supported his nearly broken body with one arm and struggled to raise his head, looking toward the figure still standing quietly in the distance.
The fury, savagery, and unwillingness in his eyes had already vanished without a trace, replaced by bone-deep terror and boundless despair.
Chen Fei calmly met Pang Yanen's despairing gaze. Neither joy nor sorrow showed on his face as he slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers slightly, and gently clenched them toward Pang Yanen.
"Buzz!"
The majestic power of the array was roused once more.
The final killing blow had descended. There would be no more probing and no more holding back.
Why had Chen Fei gone to such lengths before, pretending that Chu Yufeng had seen through the array and luring Pang Yanen into breaking it?
It was not to toy with his opponent. In a life-and-death duel, any unnecessary action could bring unpredictable risks.
Chen Fei's true purpose had merely been to probe.
When Chu Yufeng had first spoken up to guide Pang Yanen and accurately located the array's nodes, Chen Fei's heart had stirred slightly.
There was actually someone within the Demonic Cultivator camp who was proficient in arrays?
Just how deep was this person's mastery of arrays, and how great a variable could he introduce into the battle?
Those were all unknowns, and the unknown was often the greatest danger.
Thus, Chen Fei had gone with the flow and laid a trap.
He deliberately revealed flaws and guided Pang Yanen into attacking according to Chu Yufeng's instructions.
Chen Fei was like a chess player casting down fragrant bait, seeking