That punch was fast, precise, and ruthless, filled with Chen Yu's fury. With a single blow, he blasted Dou Xingquan's head apart, leaving only her blood-spurting body.
The headless body reached out its hands, showing little reaction to having lost its head.
The sight made Ji Nanyuan frown in disgust. All the goodwill she had accumulated toward the Dietary Star Lord vanished completely.
This thing was already an Evil God.
Even if Little Kitchen's granny said it was the Dietary Star Lord, it was still an Evil God!
Eating people had crossed the line. No matter how prettily it was dressed up, that did not change. Such barbarity deserved execution by all. Who cared how beautiful it looked on the outside?
Clear Spring City's Evil God had done a fine job indeed!
Chen Yu wanted to press forward, but he still took a step back.
As the Dietary Star Lord's chief temple priest, the blessing she displayed was even more powerful.
A fatal injury like losing her head was no worse than a cold to her. A few breaths of fresh air, and she would be fine.
Dou Xingquan still wore a gentle smile, but the darkness in her eyes grew ever deeper, as if something ancient were crawling out of her sockets and flowing down like sewage.
Though her head had just been blown apart, she still smiled and said, "Chen Yu, why don't you understand?"
"Understand my ass!"
He had wanted to use an Iron Mountain Lean to ram her away, but she was like a pile of rotting garbage, so disgusting that even touching her made him want to vomit.
He kicked her flying, grabbed Ji Nanyuan, and ran toward Imperial Guard Type Eight.
The moment they stepped outside, an apprentice temple priest pounced on them.
His