Super God: The Foundation, Beginning with the Fabrication of SCPs

The people and things he had brought were simply unimaginable. He had just witnessed the power of SCP-777 and SCP-919, and the fear in his heart was no less than if his master, Hun Tiandi, had been standing beside him.

Morgana let out a cold snort. "What are you still thinking about? Don't you want to explain everything clearly? If you keep hesitating over there, watch out—we'll chop you into mincemeat!"

"Don't!"

The previously overbearing Protector Wu instantly raised his hands in surrender. "Don't kill me! I'm willing to tell you everything!"

Jiang Chen did not completely trust this man. After all, how trustworthy could someone who might betray those around him at any time really be?

However, at this moment, he truly had to be the one to lead the way. Jiang Chen frowned again and stared intently at the man. "Talk. Whether we believe you or not is our business."

After swallowing nervously, the man spoke again.

"We only wanted the Mist Cloud Sect to become an affiliated sect of our Soul Hall, under Hun Tiandi. But Yun Shan refused to agree, so I came today to take Yun Shan's soul."

Hun Tiandi really was insatiably greedy!

Jiang Chen had long known of their vicious ambitions, but he had never expected them to make such a bold move.

It seemed that unless he taught them a lesson, these people would truly think that the Soul Hall could act however it pleased!

Jiang Chen cast another icy glance at him, then released the power in his hand directly toward Protector Wu. Protector Wu instantly felt suffocated and fell to his knees, begging desperately.

"Please spare me! I'm only a subordinate!"

"You are indeed a subordinate, but your claws have harmed plenty of people!"

After letting out a mocking laugh,