Back For My Daughter

But the power of Corpse General's soul could definitely not be compared to that of Ye Qian's.

If the Corpse General were to face the Spirit Repulsion Layer surrounding the Earth, given his power of soul then it would not even take a moment for him to turn into a lifeless corpse once again, but this time, there would be no way in which he would be able to be brought back.

That was because the pain and pull at his soul which he felt when the Pridid Fire was latched upon his arm was nothing when compared to the tearing pain that Ye Qian had gone through when facing the tantamount Spirit Repulsion Layer on his soul.

Of course, the real reason why Corpse General had been tormented so much was the negative karma that his soul had accumulated all this long.

Given that he had the ill karma of killing so many people when he was alive and even after he was resurrected, there was no way that the Pure Fire of Hell would not sense it.

The Fire Of Pridid was made with this intention so how could it not differentiate in such things?

While he looked at his still burning arm which slowly and steadily was turning into nothingness, not even leaving any sign at all, his eye turned to Ye Qian and Yuan Meng who were obviously in an inconspicuous situation of their own.

"I will let you know the pain which I have been made to suffer."

With a low growl, he took steps towards the car.

After the hit from Ye Qian, he had been thrown away by more than 50 meters away, and after suffering hellish pain he rolled on the ground for quite a distance.

Not only was this a shame for him but also something that he could not remove from his thoughts.

The shame and resentment that he had towards this young man had reached to a degree where he could not even want to wait for a moment before wanting to grind his bones with his own hands.
In fact, this kind of wrath was something that he had never felt towards anyone all his life.

According to him, bringing the new vessel to his master was supposed to be a very easy task, all he had to do was to make the vessel unconscious and bring it to his master like the last time.

But all these days, he was not able to do it since when the vessel would be at home, he could feel that there was something which hindered him from going into the house.

And he didn't want to make anyone aware of his presence, along with those so many mortals guarding the house it was almost impossible for him to be left unnoticed.

His master had always warned him that no matter what, their presence should not be known by the mortal before both of them had achieved the said realm of power in which they would not be any less than a god.

But before that, they definitely should not reveal their existence.

Although he had a vague doubt that this was related to those people who would try to destroy them if they were to find out about their existence, but Corpse General also wanted to get away from this as quickly as possible.

It was because the more time he spent in this place, the more he could feel that he was not able to exert more of his power.

And along with the less amount of natural energy in this place, it was getting hard for him to use it to help himself as well.

That was also why he would be forced to kill those animals and suck their vitality essence.

If not then why would he need himself to stoop so low as to even want to kill cats and dogs for their blood?

He was one of the Generals from the old times, doing so would only make himself look down upon him, even if he was cruel, he obviously would not be as shameless as to drink the blood of cats and dogs if he was given the choice to.

But of course, that was not something that he could care about knowing that his fate lay.

He had already lived for so many hundreds of years, if he were to not be able to see the fruit of his long labour then why would he want to do something at all?

When compared to the thought of ruling the world again, he could only gnash his teeth and stoop himself low and suffer.

But right now, all of this had been turned into nothing.

He had lost his hand and he was pretty sure that there were a few of those guarding men who would be on their way.

He let out a heavy growl from his bony throat as he dashed towards Ye Qian.

Right now, he could see that the young man was in his weakest state and it would be better for him to finish him off, if not then the more time he was to be given the more trouble he would have to face.

Meanwhile, Yuan Meng had a red glow on her cheeks as she tried to hide her embarrassment.

All this long she had been worried about Ye Qian, but when she finally understood that the PAIN which Ye Qian felt was not due to any injury but her actions, she could not help but want to hide her face into the ground not daring to take it out.

She wanted to ping Ye Qian who had a teasing smile on his face when she suddenly heard a growl which made her whole body shiver from freight and lose all the colour of her face.

"Qian'er!"


She yelled out as she ducked in front of Ye Qian.

Right now, Ye Qian's head was placed on Yuan Meng's lap even if he was not injured, but it would not be wrong to say that he was pretty exhausted and the Spiritual Energy which he had not used was running amock in his body, giving him quiet a bit of pain.

But he of course would not dare to show the pain on his face knowing that Yuan Meng would be worried about him.

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