Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 892: Chapter 890: Rotten Flesh (11) Chapter 892: Chapter 890: Rotten Flesh (11) Everything happened in a flash of lightning, and by the time Jiang En reacted, he was already in front of Fu Qian.

However, amidst his shock, the mysterious Grand Fate Ming Emperor did not strike a deadly blow.

The next moment, he saw the opponent clench his left fist, extending only his little finger towards him.

This was…

Having just regained some balance, Jiang En, now puzzled, heard a “piu” sound coming from beneath the mask.

A strong sense of crisis washed over him, and his survival instincts compelled him to twist his body to its limits.

Even so, some kind of invisible impact still passed closely by, scraping off a piece of flesh from his shoulder.

Pushing off the ground with his hand, Jiang En’s nearly fallen body leveraged the recoil to roll back several steps, once again increasing the distance between them.

Standing up immediately, he stared intensely at Fu Qian, his face unable to hide his shock.

If the opponent had continued with that kind of attack, he would have hardly survived, but after that strike, the man just stood there.

Did this Grand Fate Ming Emperor genuinely not want to kill him, or was he disdainful?

Surviving the ordeal, Jiang En was momentarily filled with suspicion and doubt.

And recalling the various methods just employed, he was certain he had never seen this person before.

Where on earth did this guy come from!

Even though he knew he could not win, the pain in his chest and shoulder was fanning some uncontrollable violent emotions within him.

…

Although depicted as a fallen genius, this guy seems to have even less patience than Tyler!

Seeing Jiang En’s eyes slowly turning red, Fu Qian silently critiqued in his mind.

From their recent bout, Jiang En’s shirt was now somewhat tattered.

Visible at the position of the left arm, beneath the torn sleeve was a grayish, irregular ring deeply embedded into the flesh.

There were even blood traces beginning to ooze around the ring.

Without a doubt, this was Jiang En’s acquisition from the meeting earlier—the spikes had deeply penetrated his flesh.

Based on the introduction of the seller, Jiang En’s irritability could indeed be interpreted as a side effect of Fangthroat.

But from Jiang En’s behavior, it seemed he was already adapting to this negative emotion, which didn’t quite match up with the timeline…

Besides, it was evident that the seller hadn’t sold a fake.

Jiang En’s several wounds on his chest were now healing at a visibly rapid rate, and as for the shoulder scratch, within a few breaths, there was no more blood seeping out.

As he pondered, Fu Qian’s right hand claws also slowly retracted.

“North’s Jiang En is just so, truly disappointing!”

“Who exactly are you…”

Following that, he received another familiar interrogation.

“A defeated subordinate does not deserve to know my name.”

With a cold laugh, Fu Qian extended his hands, causing Jiang En’s heart to pound with fear.

However, that kind of invisible attack did not appear again; instead, the laughter from the opponent grew even more unrestrained.

“Rest assured, Sa Jia is not from the Bloodline Clan, just proficient in the world’s Transcendent skills. The Opportunity-Attracting Spell from Shangjing’s Chen Family and the Splitting Sky Finger you’ve experienced.”

Although the tone was highly imposing, the content was almost unbearable to hear, and even Jiang En was momentarily stunned.

Feng Duan Clan, what place is Feng? Is there a Transcendent family with the surname Duan?

I know of the Opportunity-Attracting Spell, but the effects are obviously different from yours, right?

A wave of uncontrollable emotions arose, but the next moment, realizing that the Fangthroat on his arm was exposed, Jiang En’s scalp tingled.

“You came for this item…”

Instinctively covering his arm, he demanded harshly. He obviously did not want to surrender the hard-acquired item.

Can’t you understand human speech?

Fu Qian’s brows furrowed deeply.

But it was late, and he had already made enough of an appearance.

“So, you’re injured.”

The next moment, he did not address Jiang En’s question but pointed at the wounds on his body.

Besides the two wounds from earlier, other crisscrossing marks on his body were evident, seemingly just healed.

“Although I don’t know how you ended up like this, Sa Jia is not one to take advantage of others. With the help of the item on you, a day should be enough for you to recover, right?”

“Tomorrow, at this time, I will come to seek your advice again. I hope you won’t be as weak as you are now.”

“Also, don’t be afraid. After your defeat, you just need to kneel and admit that the so-called North’s Jiangen and South’s Tyler are nothing but empty reputations. You don’t need to worry about your life.”

After his mocking speech, Fu Qian couldn’t even bother to wait for the other’s response, and with a laugh, he turned and left.

What kind of maniac is this…

Watching Fu Qian disappear behind the door, though he could not comprehend this unwarranted disaster, Jiang En managed to restrain his urge to kill and did not chase after him to have him reimburse for the door.

“Tomorrow, at this time…”

After confirming the other had truly left, he lowered his head and slowly repeated through gritted teeth.

…

This intensity should be enough to motivate Brother Jiang En to strive harder tonight, right?

Blatantly opening the door without heeding the resultant alarm, Fu Qian’s figure quickly vanished into the night.

His performance just now was certainly not due to an onset of dramatism.

From the spread of injuries on Jiang En’s body, it was clear this was no ordinary matter.

The current situation indicated that he was either preparing for some sort of ritual or was already in the midst of one, ready to surprise everyone and prove not to underestimate the youth.

However, given his own limited mission duration, he still needed to pressure him to be active within this day.

What? His own mission time doesn’t even last until this time tomorrow, so the threat just now is impossible to fulfill?

That’s not an issue at all.

His external image appears as one who languishes at home all day out of dejection, probably like Brother Tyler, staying in during the day and only acting at night.

So, after putting the pressure on, if Jiang En wishes to struggle at all, his only choice would be tonight.

With his ability to silently find the door, he certainly wouldn’t dare risk the ceremony being interrupted, so he definitely cannot delay until tomorrow.

As for how to surveil Jiang En’s movements if not staying there?

The effect of the Thread of Concern still hung on him.

…

Wait a minute.

Perceiving something amidst his thoughts, Fu Qian subtly slowed his pace.

It was a certain type of gaze, coming from a high-ranking existence.

An unexpected gain? Fu Qian turned from shock to joy in a moment.

With over ninety percent certainty, this was due to his “interaction” with Jiang En just now.

Considering he only showed the skill of someone just entering the Middle Tier, was this a powerful figure preparing to avenge Jiang En?

Is this the script for the Child of Destiny!

Not only featuring an auction that scripts wouldn’t dare to write, but even a personal elderly guardian?