Ye Jing's Disciple Corrupted!

"Why? Why is Li Liu's body here?" Wang Huan Huanshuang looked at the corpse in disbelief.

This body should have been taken away and buried by Master Ye Jing and the others.

But why would they be here?

And what's Zhao Chaohe doing here?

Zhao Chaohe looked at Wang Huan's shocked expression and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He approached slowly, his voice low and cold. "Wang Huan, what you've seen is only the tip of the truth. Everything you think you know is just the tip of the iceberg."

Wang Huan clenched his fists, trying to calm himself down.

He knew all too well that Zhao Chaohe was no longer his friend, but his enemy.

He must proceed with caution to uncover the truth behind this.

"Zhao Chaohe, what are you hiding? Why is Li Liu's body here? And what do you mean by 'contamination'?" Wang Huan questioned.

Zhao Chaohe sighed softly, as if lamenting Wang Huan's foolishness. "Wang Huan, you think you are pursuing the truth, but in fact you have been Evil God's Corruption and become his pawn. The Evil God's power has eroded your mind, making you work for him!"

"What did you say?" Wang Huan's eyes widened, unable to believe his ears.

Although he had made a mistake, he always firmly believed that he was a good person and that he could never betray his master.

Even now, the search for the truth is for the sake of Town Heaven Pass and my master.

How could I possibly be Evil God's Corruption?

Zhao Chaohe shook his head and continued, "The Evil God has been using you all along. He makes you think you are searching for the truth, but in reality, he is leading you step by step into the abyss."

"But don't be afraid. Once you're corrupted, you'll be one of the Evil God's people. Join me in destroying the core of the Town Heaven Pass!"

Zhao Chaohe's words were like cold steel needles, piercing Wang Huan's heart.

He couldn't accept this fact, yet he couldn't deny the chill in Zhao Chaohe's words.

Evil God's Corruption? Becoming a pawn? These words echoed in Wang Huan's mind, filling him with unprecedented confusion and panic.

However, Wang Huan knew that he couldn't afford to lose his composure at this moment.

He must remain calm in order to find a solution.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, and looked at Zhao Chaohe with a firm gaze.

"Zhao Chaohe, you say I've been Evil God's Corruption, what evidence do you have?" Wang Huan's voice was calm, but the doubt and determination it contained were undeniable.

"Furthermore, I cannot possibly join you in destroying the Central Area Formation Core!"

Wang Huan looked at Zhao Chaohe, his fists clenched.

Zhao Chaohe seemed to have anticipated Wang Huan's question. He sneered, took out a black crystal from his pocket, and handed it to Wang Huan: "This is Evil Qi Crystal. It will glow as long as it is held in the palm of someone who has been corrupted!"

Wang Huan took the crystal, and saw that its surface emitted a faint black light.

"No, impossible! How could I be Evil God's Corruption? I've never had any contact with Evil God."

Wang Huan stumbled back a few steps, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Your crystal is a scam! You liar! Zhao Chaohe, how do you have this thing? And how do you know so much about it?"

"And you destroyed the Central District's formation. When did you become a traitor?"

Wang Huan pointed at Zhao Chaohe, unwilling to believe what he was seeing.

Zhao Chaohe sneered.

"Wang Huan, you're adorably naive." Zhao Chaohe shook his head, looking at Wang Huan with disdain.

A chill ran through Wang Huan; he knew he had fallen into a meticulously designed trap.

He gripped the Evil Qi Crystal tightly, feeling the coldness and malevolence emanating from his palm, his heart filled with struggle and confusion.

"Wang Huan, you and I are both chosen by the Evil God; we are destined to serve Evil God." Zhao Chaohe approached Wang Huan step by step, his voice filled with temptation and seduction. "Don't you want to possess greater power? Don't you want to become a god who controls everything?"

Wang Huan suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with unwavering determination. "No! I will never serve Evil God! I will find a way to remove the corruption and regain my freedom!"

Looking at Wang Huan's determined gaze, Zhao Chaohe's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery.

Even the most steadfast heart can eventually be corrupted by Evil God.

"Hmph, do you think removing the pollution is so easy?" Zhao Chaohe sneered. "The power of the Evil God has seeped into your very bones. Unless you're willing to give up everything, that is, to commit suicide, you will never be able to escape the Evil God's control."

A wave of despair washed over Wang Huan; he knew Zhao Chaohe wouldn't lie to him.

But a strong fighting spirit surged within Wang Huan; he knew he could not give up.

He took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Chaohe with unwavering determination. "I will find a way to remove the pollution, even at any cost!"

Although he didn't know why it was contaminated?

How did the Evil God corrupt him?

Zhao Chaohe looked at Wang Huan's determined eyes, his face still bearing a mocking smile.

"Zhao Chaohe, I'll give you one chance. Go find my master and admit your identity," Wang Huan said coldly.

"Hahaha, still daydreaming? Stop thinking about it, this world will belong to Evil God sooner or later!" Zhao Chaohe laughed loudly.

"Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being impolite!" Wang Huan suddenly rushed towards Zhao Chaohe, condensing a beam of light in his hand and smashing it towards Zhao Chaohe.

Zhao Chaohe dodged Wang Huan's attack with a swift movement.

"Then let me show you the power of Evil God!"

Zhao Chaohe sneered, and black Curse Script appeared on his body.

As the black Curse Script appeared on Zhao Chaohe's body, the air in the entire cell seemed to freeze. An invisible pressure made it almost impossible for Wang Huan to breathe, and he could feel the evil power emanating from Zhao Chaohe rapidly expanding.

"Is this the power of the Evil God?" Wang Huan gritted his teeth, trying to remain calm.

He knew that what followed would be a life-or-death battle.

Zhao Chaohe, his hands forming a hand seal, and black Curse Script began to swirl around him, forming a huge black vortex.

He suddenly waved his hand, and several black Sword Qi flew out from the black vortex, heading straight for Wang Huan.

Wang Huan dared not be careless. He quickly gathered his power and formed beams of light in front of him.

The black Sword Qi struck the light screen, producing a deafening roar.

The light barrier shook violently, but ultimately managed to block the attack of the black Sword Qi.

"You've got some skill." Zhao Chaohe sneered and formed another hand seal.

The black vortex became even more violent, and an even more powerful force surged from it.

Wang Huan felt a strong sense of oppression; he knew this attack was different from the previous ones.

He took a deep breath and concentrated all his strength in his hands.

A dazzling light burst forth from his palm, forming a giant Light Sword.

He swung his sword suddenly, and the Light Sword collided with the black vortex, creating a deafening explosion.