Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Murder? I have no interest in dirtying my hands.” The instant Ji Fengyan spoke, the evil-vanquishing sword in her hand pierced the ground beneath her feet.
The evil-vanquishing sword sank into the ground, and a violent wind suddenly blew. A layer of faint gray fog from the evil-vanquishing sword spread across the ground. It was as if it shrouded the entire surface of Ping City with a thick layer of fog that swirled around the ground.
Waves of cold air seeped out from the ground. The crowd felt wisps of chill entering their bodies from the mud beneath their feet. This chilly feeling was indescribable, but even their bones felt clammy.
Song Yuan had been observing everything as he hid in a dark corner. He looked in shock as the fog slowly spread and shrouded the whole of Ping City. A trace of astonishment surfaced in his eyes. The handsome man that stood next to him frowned slightly as he looked at the peculiar scene before him.
“What’s going on?” Song Yuan stared.
The man frowned and said, “I’m not sure. I’ve never seen a Terminator do anything like this before.”
Song Yuan gave the man a look and coldly said, “If something goes wrong with our plan, what should we do?”
The man laughed coldly. “Go wrong? Can’t you see that Ji Fengyan is enraged? Now, no matter what she does, it will definitely be to our advantage. If she loses her temper and kills the citizens of Ping City, won’t you have a valid reason to retaliate? Isn’t that what we agreed on previously?”
Song Yuan gritted his teeth. He had previously agreed on a plan with the man – the man would lead the demons to massacre Ping City citizens. Song Yuan would then turn the terrified citizens’ gaze to Ji Fengyan and then incite the citizens against her, forcing Ji Fengyan to act against the citizens.
The military laws of the Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon strictly forbade the military from oppressing the citizens. If Ji Fengyan lost her self-control and went on a killing spree, Song Yuan would have the perfect excuse to lead a retaliation and kill Ji Fengyan.
“That had better be the case.” Song Yuan said.
The man gave Song Yuan and looked and did not speak anymore.
As they were conversing, the entire surface of Ping City had become shrouded in fog. As the fog spread, wisps of mists quietly rose from the ground. Although no wind blew, the fog on the ground swayed by itself.
Ji Fengyan looked coldly at the mist that was rising from the ground and slowly gathering and taking shape on the streets. A cold expression flashed across her eyes. She suddenly lifted her head, looked at the stunned people and said, “Didn’t you want to know the truth? Then… let those who have been lost, tell you the truth themselves!”
The moment Ji Fengyan spoke, the wisps of mists that had been swirling around the street quickly gathered together and took shape in front of the crowd. It slowly formed into ethereal and wispy human figures.
The citizens that surrounded the streets widened their eyes in disbelief. When they saw the human figures that formed, they were immediately terrified!
The street was crowded with floating and ethereal figures. Although the figures all looked human, they were unlike ordinary humans. Many of them were incomplete, and the feet of these ethereal bodies could not be seen as they floated above the ground.
“Ah… Lin…” A terrified man saw a familiar figure among the ethereal figures.
That figure was that of his wife who had died in an illness a year ago!