Has... has Geng Zhengliang gone demonic?
Although Little Bad King despised this "Geng sissy" who had climbed the ranks by tattling, seeing his ghostlike face and bloodshot eyes as he devoured a corpse raw filled him with horror-and, inevitably, a tiny bit of sympathy.
After all, he had beaten the man up several times. They had developed a little affection through those beatings.
But on second thought, Geng Zhengliang kept spouting nonsense. He was clearly mentally unstable, his divine soul deranged, as if someone had possessed him. Old Chu and that stupid little chicken had taken the dragon blood and fucking run off without a word. Could they have ended up just like Geng Zhengliang?
Before he could think further, Lin Ye transmitted his voice to everyone. "That yin evil qi making me so uncomfortable is coming from Geng Zhengliang's physical body. We can't run. We need to strike first."
Geng Zhengliang was sitting alone in the inn eating people and claiming he had left no survivors. That was proof enough that their whereabouts had been exposed. The enemy had come here ahead of them to wait.
Since the Geng sissy had already "shown his true colors" before them, he naturally would not let them leave easily.
A bloody battle was inevitable!
All five stirred their spiritual qi almost simultaneously, their intentions aligned as they prepared to unleash killing spells together. As the thought arose, killing intent spread. On the blood-smeared tabletop, the candle flame flickered, seemingly about to go out at any moment.
Squelch... crunch!
In just two or three bites, Geng Zhengliang had eaten half the bloody head, chewing up bone and flesh alike and swallowing them. Seeming to sense their killing intent, he wiped his mouth carelessly with his sleeve and looked up. "My five fellow disciples,