1596 The Shadow Yama

Jiang Chen had always wondered why, no matter where he'd gone, he'd been hated. He couldn't figure out how he had somehow offended all the forces in the Three Upper Realms.

Now, it turned out to have been the work of the Nether World School.

"Now you know everything you should. You can go to h*ll," the shadow vanished as soon as he'd finished speaking.

Jiang Chen was shocked. This was like an attack from outer space. A sense of danger swept over him like a freezing tide. He hid in the cauldron, and made it swirl rapidly.

But somehow his sense of danger wasn't alleviated. Instead, it got even more intense.

"The bronze cauldron can ward off direct attacks, but my attack is out of its range."

Jiang Chen heard an ice-cold voice. Before he could react, a blood-red, sharp claw appeared in the cauldron, clutching toward his heart.

Jiang Chen stiffened, as if he couldn't do anything except wait for his death.