Yin qi raged, and flesh and blood splattered.
Sinister whispers, shrill screams, and venomous curses rang out.
Terrifying, inhuman figures crisscrossed.
Beneath the night sky, they wove a tableau filled with chaos and oppression. Red and black, hatred and malice became its dominant colors.
An ordinary person who witnessed this would probably have nightmares for the rest of their life.
As the sole spectator, Jiang Chen was thoroughly enjoying himself. Especially after receiving ghost qi from the young man, his commentary became even more brazen and cutting.
"Why are you punching her back? Hit her in the face!"
"Master Xu Lei, try going for her legs!"
"Ah, what a perfect opening! You didn't even poke her eyes out? This young fellow's hands are way too slow. My grandma's eighty, and even she reacts faster than you!"
"..."
The Netherworld Messengers had been immersed in a grim, oppressive battle. Hearing Jiang Chen's remarks, they all felt their mouths twitch and shot him fierce looks.
Ghost qi +...
Notifications sounded one after another.
Even their captain, Xu Xingfeng, who had completely descended into madness, found Jiang Chen's behavior a royal pain in the ass.
The four-armed young man, meanwhile, could not stop the veins in his temples from throbbing. He had already decided that once they dealt with the female ghost, he would make sure this brat learned how cold and cruel society could be.
For some reason, though, he kept feeling that the look the other man gave him seemed particularly kindly and friendly.
"Fuck! He's not gay, is he? Ghost qi +999."
The young man shuddered.
"..."
Jiang Chen: "..."
He did not exploit that misunderstanding to farm ghost qi. After all, a person couldn't-or at least shouldn't.
The main reason his gaze was so kindly was that