Chapter 458: How Could it be Him ?

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"Hahaha—

Die for me!!!"

The demon laughed manically, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. The veins on his left arm bulged as he effortlessly snapped the neck of the Blood Dragon Douluo in front of him.

His nine shining spirit rings suddenly dimmed, and eventually dissipated!

And with them disappeared the last bit of life in his body.

A Spirit Master who stood at the pinnacle in the Douluo Continent, a Titled Douluo revered by every Spirit Master as the ultimate glory, was now easily crushed like an insect!

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing watched in disbelief as the Titled Douluo was killed. Their eyes widened, and they covered their gaping mouths, too terrified to utter a word.

For them, the scene before their eyes was like a dream, almost unimaginable!

He was a powerful Spirit Master at the peak, a Titled Douluo representing the highest level of strength among Spirit Masters. But now, they had witnessed the death of a Titled Douluo, the epitome of a Spirit Master's aspirations.

They finally realized that even the Titled Douluo, whom they had regarded as a deity-like figure, could die.

Dark clouds covered the gloomy sky, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder. In the massive crater on the shattered ground, flames burned fiercely.

The laughter of the demon echoed in the heavens and earth, with the body of the Titled Douluo lying dead at his feet. His blood-red demonic sword was stained with blood.

This scene was like a hallucination.

They regretted why they had the courage to come to this hellish place.

The terrifying aura pervading the space made their spirits tremble and their bodies shake uncontrollably.

The mysterious Spirit Master in the center of the crater could kill a Titled Douluo. As only Spirit Kings and Spirit Emperors themselves, if he decided to kill them, they would not see the sun the next day.

In this place, the strong killing intent in the air, along with the violent and bloodthirsty negative energy, were enough to prove that the mysterious Spirit Master was definitely not a benevolent being.

"Don't notice us, don't notice us, don't notice us."

Ning Rongrong closed her eyes in fear, crouched on the ground, and concealed her body. She kept silently praying, hoping not to be discovered by this terrifying demon.

If they were truly discovered, they would face certain death.

For the first time in the past five years, during which she had roamed the continent, she experienced the fear of being oppressed by death.

Even a Titled Douluo had been slain. As a mere auxiliary-type Spirit King, could she not be afraid?

Even Zhu Zhuqing, usually calm and composed, felt extremely anxious. She held her breath, trying to conceal her own aura. However, her eyes were still nervously fixed on the distant figure.

He wasn't here; her judgment was wrong.

Regret surged within Zhu Zhuqing as she blamed herself for insisting on coming here, putting them in such a dangerous situation.

If she were alone, it would be fine, but Ning Rongrong...

She had harmed her.

Zhu Zhuqing felt she couldn't hide her worry about Ning Rongrong anymore. Today, they might die here. The uneasiness in her heart grew stronger.

Her tense gaze stared at the distant figure, and in this terrifying aura, fear made her heart beat faster.

Finally, her eyes contracted abruptly as if she had seen an incredibly terrifying and incredible scene.

In the distance, the figure turned his neck in an exaggerated manner. His blood-red eyes flickered with a murderous gleam, as he stared intently in their direction.

How could it be him?!

At the moment of being discovered, the first thought that struck Zhu Zhuqing's mind was not terror or fear, but disbelief and shock!

That demon with flowing black hair, the person who had killed the powerful Titled Douluo, was actually the person she had been searching for all these years; Zeng Yi!

Although Zeng Yi now looked entirely different, with blood-red eyes resembling the eyes of a demon, a ferocious expression, black demonic patterns covering his fierce face, emanating a bloodthirsty and evil aura.

Still, Zhu Zhuqing instantly recognized him.

Zhu Zhuqing had always trusted her intuition, and she had felt that Zeng Yi would be in this place. But upon arriving, she had not found him.

She hadn't expected that Zeng Yi was right in front of her. However, the evil and ferocious aura exuding from him, the terrifying power capable of slaying a Titled Douluo, had made her hesitate.

He is really here! I finally found him!

But why did he become like this?

Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly at the figure, feeling that he had become so unfamiliar, so different from the person she knew.

What has happened?

"Zeng Yi!!!"

Finally seeing the person she had longed to see, Zhu Zhuqing disregarded his transformation. The longing she had kept in her heart for so long erupted without any reservation at this moment.

Even Ning Rongrong was stunned.

For a moment, she forgot her fear, opened her eyes, and looked up at Zhu Zhuqing, seeing her standing there absentmindedly, staring at the terrifying demon figure. Tears streamed down her cheeks.

Ning Rongrong stood up in a daze, gazing at the figure in disbelief.

"He is Zeng Yi."

Ning Rongrong found it hard to believe what she saw with her own eyes.

The demon figure was surrounded by a fierce black wind, and he roared angrily, venting his violent emotions. His black hair billowed, and the ground cracked under the terrifying aura, spreading all around.

Standing in this oppressive atmosphere, Ning Rongrong felt even breathing was extremely difficult.

She couldn't imagine that the carefree and mischievous scoundrel she knew, who always had a smile on his face, could become like this.

Like a demon from a fairy tale!

Just five years had passed. Why did he become like this? Bloodthirsty, mad, and violent—most horrifyingly, he had even slain a Titled Douluo!

What had he gone through all these years?

Ning Rongrong stared in disbelief at the demonic Zeng Yi, and her heart surged with waves of shock.

"Hehehe~"

Zeng Yi's blood-red gaze met the two girls, like a wild beast discovering new prey. His mouth curved into a chilling smirk.

A pitch-black demonic wind raged around him, and suddenly, he disappeared from his original position, rushing towards the two girls.

In his madness, he had no idea who these two girls were.

In his crazed eyes, there were only living creatures and dead objects!

"Hehehe—

Die! Die! Die!"

With a horrifying killing intent, accompanied by the black wind surging, he approached them in a flash.

The terrifying killing intent suppressed the two girls, and instantly, they regained their senses.

Their eyes widened as they looked at the charging Zeng Yi, his face contorted with a terrifying grin, like a ghost claiming spirits!

Both of them were shocked, never expecting that Zeng Yi would want to kill them!