The man who was bisected didn't even show a pained expression because everything happened too quickly.
Another ninja's body erupted with air streams from every hole, like an engine starting at full speed. At this terrifying speed, any attack would be fatal.
Morioka shouted, "Kill him! Kill him quickly!"
But the next scene filled Morioka with immense fear.
The high-speed ninja, charging like a jet fighter, was effortlessly dodged by the Ghost Groom.
The speed difference between them wasn't even on the same level!
Then, the Ghost Groom, for a rare moment, shifted his target, lightly flicking his sleeve. Blood-red mist surged forward like a storm.
The high-speed ninja's body exploded, as if crushed by an unimaginable force.
Morioka was stunned. He couldn't comprehend that the terrifying ninja was like a child's toy in front of the Ghost Groom.
What level of monster is this?
Yet he couldn't help wonder why he wasn't dead. Could Morioka Hitomi's power allow him to survive in front of such a monster?
He began to run away.
This time, Morioka noticed that the Ghost Groom had indeed perceived him but didn't seem to focus intently.
So much so that the Ghost Groom remained silent for two seconds before suddenly appearing in front of Morioka.
"Die!"
A voice filled with resentment was uttered softly.
A wave of absolute death came crashing down. At that moment, Morioka felt the presence of Hell and thought he was undoubtedly doomed...
But he didn't die.
Because another ninja had pierced the Ghost Groom from behind with a sharp blade.
The Ghost Groom should have never turned around, should have resolutely killed Morioka first. But he turned. His will seemed to be interfered by something.
The terrifying death aura instantly changed targets, and the ninja was crushed into a blood mist.
Next, the wealthy and famous individuals, continuously tormented in their illusions, started to flail about as if terrified.
Their chaotic movements greatly disturbed the Ghost Groom's judgment.
Kill kill kill kill kill!
Endless killing intent made the Ghost Groom swing his blood blade wildly, slaughtering anyone who blocked his path.
This was no longer an awards ceremony but a bloody feast.
But soon, the Ghost Groom ceased his slaughter, as if he remembered... there was a target he must kill.
Morioka.
He approached Morioka once more, summoning the blood mist again, but once again... Morioka escaped death.
The Ghost Groom's attention increasingly strayed from any one person, craving to massacre everyone present.
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...
In the depths of Wen Xishu's consciousness, endless resentment was consuming him. Or rather, it was nibbling away at him bit by bit.
Black Coffin Blood.
That was an extremely terrifying orange consumable. Consumables were typically one-time use, their effects usually surpassing items that could be used over time during a single instance.
And orange consumables could even reverse the tide of battle.
At this moment, Wen Xishu was truly at the level of a fully realized Red House. But he... was no longer himself.
The endless resentment was consuming his will. With astonishing tenacity, Wen Xishu could still, despite the overwhelming resentment, lock onto Morioka.
But this process was becoming increasingly difficult.
Wen Xishu didn't know how much longer he could hold out.
He only felt that his current power could sweep through all enemies, likely unmatched throughout all of Hujiang.
But this immense power was becoming ever harder to control and release precisely; this was Wen Xishu's first time... mastering such enormous power.
Under the influence of the resentment, his will was only bent on killing, endlessly killing, regardless of the target or mission.
Under the influence of another force related to destiny, he had several times tried to kill Morioka and failed each time.
"I can't kill Morioka... unless Morioka Hitomi and Akiyama Sachi make contact first, no one can kill Morioka."
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...
Morioka also realized this.
Morioka was overjoyed! He was as smug as a monkey that had stolen fruit from tourists, without a trace of the Immortal's demeanor.
He even wanted to mock:
Come kill me! Come kill me!
Being targeted by the Ghost Groom again and again and escaping death each time confirmed to him that the Goddess of Destiny was aiding him!
Morioka Hitomi's power could affect even such a monster!
I am the Morioka Immortal! I am the god of this world! How could I possibly die here?
Once more—
Morioka evaded the Ghost Groom's attack, another corporate executive was crushed to death, another ninja was instantly smashed to pieces.
But it didn't matter! Morioka realized the Ghost Groom was no longer as concerned about him!
As long as he escaped this hall, he could survive!
Destiny would always protect him, for in Morioka Hitomi's world, he was the savior meant to survive and save the rotten world.
How could a savior be killed by mere minions?
Morioka was likely right, but he underestimated Wen Xishu.
In the depths of Wen Xishu's consciousness, it was like being trapped in a cocoon of resentment.
His will was increasingly hard to convey precisely to his body, but soon, Wen Xishu felt another consciousness emerge.
"We still need to find our brother. You promised me."