Slaying Mu Chen

Hearing the tone in Di Er Meng's voice, Mu Chen inexplicably felt a little heavy-hearted. He had heard Luo Li use that same tone before, when she spoke of the responsibilities and mission she bore. She had sounded just as despondent.

"What happened?" Mu Chen asked with concern. "If you have any difficulties, tell me. I might not be able to help much right now, but that may not be the case in the future... Don't you think highly of my future too?"

"Though you call it a transaction, I haven't actually given anything. You've been the one helping me all along. You've done me a favor, and you're my friend too!"

"Friend?"

Seeing Mu Chen's earnest expression, Di Er Meng was briefly dazed before immediately returning to her usual cheerful self.

"Cut it out. Even if you say that, I'm not charging you any less... Mm, deal with what's in front of you first. It isn't over yet."

Amon's phantom faded into space-time and vanished. However, Mu Chen could sense that he had not left and was still here; he had merely become invisible. The power he had bestowed upon Mu Chen remained as well.

The space ahead suddenly twisted, and several dozen figures descended.

Mu Chen spotted a familiar figure among them and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Hun Miesheng crossed his hands, his broad sleeves concealing his arms. His plain, weathered face resembled that of a middle-aged farmer as he gave Mu Chen a slight nod. "You did well."

A man with snow-white hair cascading around him, a sharply chiseled and rather handsome face, and an extraordinary bearing looked at Mu Chen with eyes brimming with fury.

"Blood Calamity Mu Chen! Do you know what you've done? Back in the Spirit Road, I should have