Free Web NovelChapter 1703: Chapter 46: This Body Is a Sheath (Bonus for 32 Moon Tickets) (Part 2)
"What is your relationship with Zhang Linchuan?" Fang Helling asked.
"He took my flesh body, and then I took his," said the man now known as Wang Nianxiang, in a calm tone.
Yet this simple sentence concealed countless hidden currents of darkness within it.
A useless person unable to cultivate, how could his flesh body be taken by Zhang Linchuan, and how could he in turn take Zhang Linchuan’s flesh body!
Fang Helling could vividly imagine the moment of these two fighting for each other’s flesh, how truly breathtaking it must have been!
But what frightened him more was that in the struggle between Zhang Linchuan and Wang Changji, it seemed Zhang Linchuan was the one in control.
Even the terrifyingly strong Wang Changji, who made him despair, had his body taken by Zhang Linchuan... How powerful could Zhang Linchuan be?
He recalled Zhang Linchuan, the Bone Messenger who rampaged through Fenglin City, the cold man in the Inner Mansion Realm skilled in Thunder Technique.
Knowing Zhang Linchuan’s talents, he was sure to make substantial progress following that meticulously planned conspiracy.
But he thought by fighting desperately, he could close the gap a little!
Though Fang Helling’s body still hovered in mid-air, he almost ignored it all. With unspeakable emotions, he urgently asked, "Do you know what strength Zhang Linchuan has now?"
He heard his own voice, dry and hoarse.
For he had already seen the answer.
And felt it.
To his struggle and bitterness, Wang Changji only spoke calmly, "I see you’re also chasing after the Church of Lifeless... The Church of Lifeless is his creation; what do you think his strength is now?"
Fang Helling now understood the power that could gather with a cult the scale like Church of Lifeless, and what kind of power was needed to sustain it.
He always thought the Church of Lifeless was merely a rebranded Bone Tao.
Zhang Linchuan probably climbed to a higher position in the Church of Lifeless compared to before...
But never imagined that Zhang Linchuan was indeed the Pope of the Church of Lifeless, embodying the Divine Master, Daozhu, and Sect Hierarch.
The worst outcome had become reality!
Since the Church of Lifeless is founded by Zhang Linchuan himself, his strength was beyond measure.
Especially with Wang Changji’s mention of the word "also."
As powerful as Wang Changji, he was also pursuing the Church of Lifeless, with their previous battle for flesh and the destruction of the Maple Forest City Region, a deep blood feud indeed existed. Yet, Wang Changji did not go directly to challenge Zhang Linchuan.
What does this suggest?
Wang Changji was implicitly saying—
"The gap between you and the real Zhang Linchuan is even larger than the gap between you and me."
This answer was undeniable, so bare.
But it was also unbearably cruel.
"I understand," said Fang Helling.
For the first time, surprise appeared in Wang Nianxiang’s eyes.
Surprised that Fang Helling, who seemed so fragile to him, could be so calm at this moment.
As an ordinary person, staying with a group of monsters every day, especially as he gradually became a monster himself. Fang Helling’s will had always teetered on the brink of collapse. Constant madness, constant tearing, constant self-hypnosis. freёwebnovel.com
Such a Fang Helling, no matter how he became stronger, was still just a paper tiger. Not to mention, he was far from reaching strength at all.
Wang Changji saw through his fragile nature in an instant.
Hence his surprise at the calmness displayed by Fang Helling in this moment.
But it was only surprise.
He said nothing, just slowly withdrew his hand hovering before Fang Helling’s brow.
And in Fang Helling’s perception...
Everything began to rewind.
His body flew backward.
His soul and body that had been boiling, returning to before its boil.
His eyes were blood-red, dagger poised between his fingers.
What he thought had already separated, his soul, bones, flesh, and blood, halted before it had truly detached, never reaching that stage of separation.
It was like a dream, as if nothing had happened.
He had turned just then, and only just seen the Wang Changji who had seized Zhang Linchuan’s flesh!
With a heart full of shock, words failed him!
Those calm and profound eyes looked towards him, "The power you can expend is not much, are you sure you want to waste it this way?"
Had I been subjugated before unleashing the decayed swordsmanship?
Fang Helling fell into self-doubt, but he subconsciously followed the advice and dispersed the decayed swordsmanship.
"Just now..."
He wanted to ask what had happened just now, but only managed to utter a partial sentence before it was interrupted.
"Now is not the time to talk," Wang Changji replied.
At this moment.
Behind Fang Helling was a steep cliff, a pine tree standing firm, hanging from it was a Church of Lifeless disciple, dead miserably.
Wang Changji, dressed simply yet exuding extraordinary temperament, stood opposite him, maintaining a relatively relaxed distance.
Then he moved.
With just one step forward, he was already at Fang Helling’s side.
Casually grabbing his arm.
Then with another step, he dragged him off the high cliff.
Fang Helling thought of dodging, but found no room to do so.
With all his strength and imagination, he could not figure out how to evade.
The hand that grabbed his arm seemed to take root in him, with tendrils digging deep into his flesh and blood, making it impossible to break free.
Thus, they fell backward off the cliff.
The fierce wind roared by, even from this angle, he could see the Church of Lifeless disciple hanging from the tree, the heart crushed.
