Killing Intent Fully Revealed, a Fragment of the True Scroll

Chen Ping'an's voice was hoarse and low, echoing through the desolate forest. The surroundings were silent, yet there was not the slightest response.

The night wind brushed lightly past, stirring the fallen leaves and producing a rustling sound.

Chen Ping'an's expression was calm and grave, the furrows on his face crisscrossing. A ghostly gleam shone in his eyes, like cold pools in the Nine Netherworlds.

"Fellow Daoist has followed me all the way here. Now that we have reached the outskirts of the city, why hide your head and show your tail, inviting laughter for nothing?"

Chen Ping'an's gaze settled upon a spot, as though it could pierce through falsehood.

His voice echoed and gradually faded, finally vanishing without a trace. The surroundings remained deathly silent, making his earlier words seem like he had merely spoken to empty air.

As if he understood what the other party was thinking, Chen Ping'an suddenly laughed. His laughter was cold and hoarse, carrying a decayed air, like iron chains scraping within a dry well.

"Fellow Daoist has followed me all this way. You have truly worked hard. Now you avoid meeting me and act like one who hides his head and shows his tail. You must be exhausted beyond endurance, unable even to turn back. I am kind-hearted and cannot bear to see such things. Why not let me—"

"Send Fellow Daoist on his way. How about it?"

The moment his words fell, the ghostly gleam in Chen Ping'an's eyes flared brightly. His divine soul swept out, bearing an icy and chilling intent.

Rustle, rustle~

The desolate forest swayed backward, and withered leaves fell like surging waves.

"Hahaha!"

A laugh sounded. Gray mist churned through the desolate forest, spreading in every direction as a figure gradually emerged.

"Fellow Daoist's perception is truly sharp.