"Anyone who disrupts my plans must die!"
The assassination of Prince Gu had failed entirely because this man had conspired with Wang Ran.
Although Li Chen had not unraveled every cause and consequence, he had glimpsed the truth through his Primordial Spirit Dharma Eye and deduced part of the picture through the calculations of his primary path, the Wisdom Dao.
Now that Wang Ran had been executed, Men Zhong had also made his list of people who must die.
He ignored the other experts and charged straight at Men Zhong alone.
As a Martial King realm expert tempered by a hundred battles, Men Zhong possessed a clear mind and instinctively sensed an enormous threat. Yet his spiritual perception could not identify its source at all. He could only feel his hair stand uselessly on end, tense every muscle, and assume a defensive stance.
Before long, more than a dozen wounds appeared across his body in succession, blood gushing out like spring water.
Unwilling to accept his fate, Men Zhong desperately struck with his palm in the direction he sensed, but it was utterly meaningless.
A few breaths later, another series of attacks struck him. This time, even the Azure Dragon Horn pierced his body, frost spreading up and down until he was almost frozen into an ice sculpture.
A vast maw like an abyss appeared, and the enormous Mutated Dharma Body sprang up, wrapped around Men Zhong, and swallowed him whole.
Only then did Men Zhong see Li Chen's true body, concealed in the gap between reality and illusion.
Their eyes met across the distance. As their figures crossed, life and death had already parted them.
Men Zhong was dead!
Only after neatly dispatching this opponent did Li Chen finally fly out of the deep well and head into the