On the outskirts of Linchuan.
A group of people was clashing fiercely with each other, the scene intensely heated.
However, upon closer observation, the melee was mainly focused on a single person.
Since Ning Wangyang had emerged from closed-door cultivation, his power had reached an extraordinarily formidable level, making him unbeatable among his peers.
Even Ye Tu paled in comparison to Ning Wangyang. Therefore, during the chaotic fight, he attracted more attention, and no one dared to lower their guard against him.
It could be said that, as of now, in the entire Nether Army’s new base, the only person who could contend with Ning Wangyang was Zhong Tian alone.
With a punch, Ning Wangyang sent Quentin flying, then swiftly turned to strike with his sword at the Martin Matthew brothers who had sneakily attacked from behind.
The brothers dared not meet his attack head on and immediately retreated.
Nobody wanted to clash directly with Ning Wangyang’s sword.
At that moment, Ye Tu also charged from the side, aiming a punch at Ning Wangyang’s shoulder in a sneak attack.
Without a word, Ning Wangyang simply tilted his body slightly, and the punch missed.
As Ye Tu flew past him, Ning Wangyang kicked him in the chest.
Instantly, Ye Tu was thrown backward.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to when he had arrived, the Nether Wolf had landed a powerful punch on Ning Wangyang’s back.
Starting from the sneak attack, Ning Wangyang snorted coldly, then turned his head. A flash of red crossed his eyes.
Before the Nether Wolf could react, a punch landed on his chest, sending him flying as well.
Ye Tu fell to the ground, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
The Nether Wolf also lay on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
On the Nether Wolf’s chest, a clearly visible dent showed, and it was evident that many of his bones were broken. Blood also continuously seeped from the corner of his mouth.
At that moment, Catherine walked over from the side.
Frowning, she looked at Ning Wangyang, "Wangyang, what’s going on? We’re all brothers here, why are you being so harsh?"
Ning Wangyang remained silent, simply holding his sword with furrowed brows.
Looking around, those who had fought with Ning Wangyang bore various injuries.
Although injuries were common in their battles, a situation like today’s was indeed rare.
Especially the Nether Wolf, who had just been critically hit by Ning Wangyang’s punch, was temporarily completely incapacitated.
However, the Nether Wolf was tough; despite his severe injuries, he sat there silently treating himself, not making a single sound.
But the looks others gave Ning Wangyang inevitably began to grow strange.
They were all brothers, was such ruthless force necessary?
Ning Wangyang looked around at everyone and saw their gazes, falling silent.
"Come with me!" Catherine patted Ning Wangyang on the shoulder and beckoned to him.
"Continue training and help the Nether Wolf with its injuries!" Catherine turned back and spoke to the crowd.
Leading Ning Wangyang, Catherine left the crowd and walked into Alice’s laboratory next door, and they both entered the room Ning Wangyang had used for closed-door cultivation.
"Wangyang, tell me, what exactly happened to you!"
As soon as the door closed, Catherine reached out and grabbed Ning Wangyang’s shoulders, speaking in a stern voice.
Ning Wangyang looked distinctly off.
The old Ning Wangyang, though always full of killing intent, never showed it towards his brothers.
But just now, everyone clearly felt the killing intent emanating from Ning Wangyang.
That was the reason everyone looked at Ning Wangyang so strangely.
Injuries are inevitable in combat training.
But just now, Ning Wangyang had indeed shown a hint of killing intent towards the Nether Wolf!
All those present were experts, seasoned from countless battlefields, and although they might not compare to those who had entered a higher grade in combat, their sensitivity to killing intent was not much inferior to those.
Just then, including Catherine, everyone had sensed the killing intent coming from Ning Wangyang.
"I..." Hearing Catherine’s words, Ning Wangyang silently lowered his head: "I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just... can’t seem to control myself."
Ning Wangyang looked at his own palm: "I feel like I’m becoming less like myself."
His face, rarely showing confusion, clearly indicated he truly did not understand what was happening to him.
The former Ning Wangyang was always very calm, silent, like an unsheathed sword that, once drawn, would show the world its sharpness.
But at this moment, Ning Wangyang had become completely different from before.
However, both of them failed to notice that behind Ning Wangyang, bizarre black magic patterns were starting to spread out slowly. These patterns, appearing and disappearing intermittently, seemed to be absorbing something.
"All right." Seeing the expression on Ning Wangyang’s face, Catherine also felt somewhat distressed.
She knew that this was definitely not Ning Wangyang’s intention. After all, the Nether Army would not strike against its own brothers. This was something Catherine believed firmly!
"Catherine." Ning Wangyang suddenly raised his head, looked at Catherine, and spoke softly: "If one day I lose control, remember, you must kill me before I do something foolish!"
Catherine reached out and slapped the top of Ning Wangyang’s head: "What are you talking about, how could you possibly..."
She was unable to finish her sentence.
Because, from today’s situation, such an event seemed indeed possible.
After leaving Ning Wangyang’s room, Catherine found Alice and discussed the development of potions to enhance the potential of members of the Palace of the Nether King. Then she heard Jiang Bingyu coming with news.
"How did you get here?" Catherine was somewhat surprised to see Jiang Bingyu.
However, Catherine was still grateful to Jiang Bingyu, otherwise they might still be helpless about Li Chen’s condition.
Even though the situation seemed about the same now, at least they now had a direction.
"I found something interesting," Jiang Bingyu said, taking out the blueprint she had gotten from Catherine last time.
"This seems to be a formation," Jiang Bingyu said with a smile: "That is to say, before he had an accident, he was researching this formation. Do you know what effect this formation has?"
As a wise general of the Nether Army and a supremely clever person, Catherine immediately thought of something Li Chen had once mentioned...