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After Breaking the Persona, I Reach the Peak of My Life

Chapter 1257 - 1254: Induced Spiritual Power
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Chapter 1257: Chapter 1254: Induced Spiritual Power

"How can you..." Wang Mang stared in astonishment at the scene before him, "How can you be fearless!"

Examining Wang Mang, who was engulfed in flames, Bi Xia’s starry eyes narrowed slightly beneath the golden mask, his eyebrows drooped, and a cold smirk flickered in his eyes. The youth slightly turned his gaze towards Ye Xiao and the others, snapped his fingers, and a deep blue spiritual power, tinged with chaos, appeared before them, gradually forming an impenetrable protective layer.

"No matter what happens, stay here."

The frosty words carried no emotion, yet Ye Xiao and the others found themselves trusting the person before them without resistance. At this moment, the youth slowly continued, "Protect them."

A black cat slowly walked out from the corner, its feline pupils emitting a blue glow. It stepped to the youth’s side, stood before Ye Xiao and the others, meowed softly, lifted its front legs to sit on the ground, and raised its head. Its eyes gleamed coldly, emitting an undeniable blue, like an unyielding Guardian steadfastly adhering to the command given by its king.

"Golden mask, you’re Zhan Jiu!" Wang Mang, seeming to confirm it, started laughing hysterically. Flames gathered in his hand, growing larger, "Excellent, just who I’m after; Liu Kai, that old fool, couldn’t kill you, but... I can!"

As he spoke, the flame in his hand grew even hotter, once more rushing towards the youth. Ye Xiao and the others hurriedly shouted, "Watch out," but reality proved that everything happening before them wasn’t due to the youth’s luck; the flame gradually disappeared before the youth, vanishing entirely.

A cold snicker suddenly erupted; behind the youth, Ye Xiao and the others couldn’t see the spiritual power slowly emanating from the youth, nor could they see the blue radiating fiercely from the youth’s eyes, as if covered by a thick glacier, with coldness directly confronting Wang Mang, who was enveloped in flames.

The canvas shoe stepped out, and deep blue spiritual power instantly surged like waves. In a blink of an eye, the youth moved, suddenly appearing in front of Wang Mang, ignoring Wang Mang’s scorching flames, and directly grasped Wang Mang’s neck with bare hands, single-handedly lifting him slowly.

"Thin and insubstantial spiritual power, without any color, yet possessing fire from a second awakening..." The youth’s voice was indifferent, the deep blue in his starry eyes like a penetrating light scanning Wang Mang, causing the flames on Wang Mang to grow smaller and smaller. As if guessing something, the youth slightly arched his eyes, "Your spiritual power must be acquired, right."

Wang Mang was shocked, glaring at Bi Xia. Without needing Wang Mang to speak, Bi Xia knew his guess was correct, "Then... tell me, who made you like this."

Wang Mang clutched Bi Xia’s hand, never expecting to be single-handedly throttled by a much slimmer youth without any ability to resist. Wang Mang’s face flushed as he gasped, "No way, no way!"

No way?

A sudden laugh echoed in the quiet bar, the starry eyes slowly lifting, the blue pupil indifferently gazing at Wang Mang, as if looking at someone totally insignificant, like a person about to die.

Fear surged forth, Wang Mang naturally knew he was stained with blood, even considered becoming a mercenary. But unlike mercenaries, he enjoyed slaughter but feared death, lacking the courage to pursue a more thrilling life.

And now, he looked at the youth before him, a youth whose true face he never knew, always wearing a golden half-mask, terrifying him.

"I’ll ask you once more, who induced your spiritual power."

The cold voice made Wang Mang tremble, "I don’t, I don’t know... they approached us proactively... then... then gave us three syringes."

With a loud thud, Wang Mang was mercilessly thrown down from the second floor, the youth looked down at Wang Mang from above, "Last chance."

Lying on the ground, Wang Mang felt as if his body had shattered. He glared furiously at the youth standing on the second floor and suddenly started laughing maniacally. Flames erupted from his body, spreading throughout the bar, consuming the first floor, and black smoke and flames began to invade the second floor, making it hard to breathe.

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