"Great Mr. Chen Yu, having been successfully elected as the leader of the human race last night, do you have anything you'd like to say to the whole world?" Chen Yu got out of bed, bewildered and still undressed, "I don't know, I just woke up...” …
But Chen Yu, who had completely lost his reason, wasn't about to heed any concern. He swung his translucent fist and launched an attack at the old woman's face.
"We agreed to blood-wash the Transcendent realm."
He was going to blood-wash the Transcendent realm today.
After all, honesty had always been his ninja way...
'It's over...'
The thought barely had time to flash through her mind before the old woman instinctively closed her eyes.
"..."
"..."
One second.
Three seconds.
Five seconds...
Before she knew it, ten seconds had passed.
Yet the old woman hadn't felt any impact or pain.
Confused, she cautiously opened her eyes.
She saw a man in a white robe, his long beard fluttering in the wind, standing in front of her. With just one finger, he had "frozen" Chen Yu's savage iron fist, which was as big as a sandbag.
"The Undead Curse is an important fighting force for humanity," the bearded old man said expressionlessly. "You can't kill."