Chapter 398: Chapter 397: The Breath of Hell
Upon hearing Wang Yan say there were two more punches, Shi Sanquan shivered in fear, deeply buried underground, suddenly feeling a warm, wet sensation between his legs. If not for the soil’s cover, the shame would have spread immediately.
Shi Sanquan’s heart was on the verge of collapse. Wang Yan’s so-called punch was not just a punch; it was hundreds of punches stacked together, forming one punch, each thrown in the blink of an eye, with incredible power.
The first punch had already made Shi Sanquan’s whole body numb, almost breaking apart. If Wang Yan were to throw the second and third punches, he would surely die here.
Thinking of this, Shi Sanquan desperately wanted to dig himself out of the soil, but at this time only his head was exposed, and he couldn’t leverage any other part of his body. Despite using all his strength, he could only make his head shake constantly, while his body was completely immobile, let alone dig out from the soil.
Seeing this, Zhao Xinyao was already dumbfounded with fear. Although she had retreated to the alleyway entrance long ago and found a route for escape early on, her legs were now completely numb, as if rooted to the ground, standing there blankly, unable to move.
Beiming Xue’s group of four immediately cheered. Even Shi Sanquan, so powerful, was rendered defenseless by Wang Yan, using only one move.
Wang Yan lowered his head, looked at Shi Sanquan, slowly raised his fist, and said slowly, “My second punch is about to be unleashed, will your master come to save you?”
Shi Sanquan desperately shook his head, but apart from watching Wang Yan’s fist rise, there was simply no other way.
But hearing Wang Yan mention his master suddenly made his eyes brighten; he shouted, “Yes, don’t hit me, my master will come to save me.”
Wang Yan stopped his fist and asked, “Who is your master?”
“You don’t even know my master, that is…” Shi Sanquan hadn’t thought that Wang Yan’s words were completely contradictory.
First, he questioned whether his master would come, then asked who the master is.
Shi Sanquan, being straightforward, especially in life-and-death situations, wouldn’t have thought so much, and immediately opened his mouth to answer Wang Yan’s question.
On the other side, Zhao Xinyao was startled; only she knew their master disguised as a beggar was impersonating a black dragon in front of Wang Yan, moreover, the beggar intended to use Wang Yan to provoke the black dragon, and finally take advantage of the chaos.
Now if Shi Sanquan tells the truth, once the beggar knows, he might immediately take both of their lives.
Though Zhao Xinyao wanted to stop him, it was already too late; Shi Sanquan was about to spill the truth.
However, just when Shi Sanquan spoke halfway, he suddenly felt the earth shake, and then the ground beside him quickly cracked, spreading around with Shi Sanquan at the center.
Instantly, the entire alleyway’s ground was mottled, like a field experiencing a ten-year drought.
And these cracks were not just shallow surface ones but deep fissures penetrating underground, depth unknown, reaching deep underground.
The ground cracked at an extremely fast speed, merely in the blink of an eye.
While everyone was uncertain and doubtful, suddenly the entire ground collapsed with a loud bang, even the pile of stones fell down.
Wang Yan hurriedly shouted, “Run!”
Then, his two hands grabbed Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting respectively, leapt upwards, while Qin Tian and the others quickly jumped back and away.
The earth collapsed, freeing Shi Sanquan, who was buried deeply, promptly jumping upwards amid the collapse, quickly jumping away, landing firmly on solid ground.
Just landed, Shi Sanquan didn’t even investigate the reason for the earth’s collapse and immediately turned to flee in panic.
Zhao Xinyao saw and hastily followed Shi Sanquan to flee.
At this moment, Wang Yan and his company landed on the other side, seeing the entire alley ground vanished, turning into a deep pit tens of meters deep.
Seeing Shi Sanquan and Zhao Xinyao escaping on the other side of the pit, Qin Tian called out, “I’ll chase him.”
With that, Qin Tian attempted to leap over the pit to pursue Shi Sanquan.
Though the pit was tens of meters long, it was child’s play for Qin Tian now.
Yet just as Qin Tian flew up and hadn’t crossed the pit, suddenly a powerful aura erupted from the bottom of the pit, like a tornado, and instantly shot out above.
Qin Tian, flying mid-air, suddenly got caught by the aura and staggered, about to fall into the pit.
The pit was ominously dark and unfathomable, with Qin Tian falling, the outcome uncertain.
Wang Yan quickly lunged, flew behind Qin Tian, raised his hand to grab Qin Tian’s clothes, and forcefully swung him back to the ground.
At the moment, Wang Yan himself flew into the air, with the aura beneath getting stronger, engulfed by the aura, attempting to pull Wang Yan back underground.
In mid-air, Wang Yan roared, “Let me see who’s playing tricks!”
He raised his right fist and punched toward the pit.
With the punch, a power of Demon Patterns surged forth, directly toward the pit.
After the punch, Wang Yan used the recoil strength to leap back, gently landing back on the ground.
Now, Wang Yan’s punch had just hit the pit, shortly after, there came a rumbling sound, followed by a cloud of dust rising up to the sky from the pit.
Simultaneously, the powerful aura at the bottom of the pit slowly dissipated.
Wang Yan’s group stood by the edge of the pit, peering into the dark abyss, though the dust gradually settled, it remained too dark to see inside.
Qin Tian asked Wang Yan, “Boss, what was that aura just now? Why was it so strong?”
Wang Yan shook his head, saying, “I don’t know either, but it’s definitely related to the Demon Patterns.”
Qin Tian said, “Could it be Shi Sanquan’s doing?”
Wang Yan replied, “Unlikely, this aura is very peculiar, I must take a look, you guys wait here for me.”
With that, Wang Yan leapt and jumped into the pit.
As he entered the pit, Wang Yan felt an icy, hellishly cold aura rushing toward him.