"Kid, you can still kneel and beg for mercy now," Chi Liao said, his voice like a night owl's hoot.
Two blood-red fangs, like a pair of sharp blades, pointed at Ying Chen.
The other inmates in the Heaven-grade prison watched Chi Liao's Dharma Image with fear and anxiety written on their faces.
They had a fleeting premonition: the moment Chi Liao unleashed this Dharma Image, their lives would be at their end!
Chi Liao would absolutely not stop after killing only Ying Chen; he would only cease once all visible life forms had been reaped!
Otherwise, Chi Liao wouldn't have been listed as the number one most dangerous criminal in the Heaven-grade prison!
Otherwise, the Taoist robe he wore wouldn't be stained deep crimson!
Facing Chi Liao's provocation, Ying Chen showed a faint, enigmatic smile.
As if he didn't care at all.
"Heh, it seems you're just a troublesome bug who doesn't know his place."
"Since that's the case, I won't play with you any longer. I'll send you to your demise directly!"
With that said, Chi Liao moved with sudden speed.
Despite his abnormally large body, he lunged towards Ying Chen with astonishing speed!
It was as if the physical laws of this world had ceased to apply to him!
And this was the terrifying aspect of a Dharma Image.
On the surface, a Dharma Image appeared as a colossal entity; in reality, it was merely a phantom formed by condensed divine consciousness.
Only when it truly made contact with an opponent would it instantly transform from ethereal to solid, delivering a fatal blow!
To put it simply, a Dharma Image was an advanced utilization of divine consciousness.
Similar to what was called "soul wandering" in ancient times.
But not entirely the same.
"Just a mere Dharma Image, a flawed imitation with nothing but a showy exterior, to deal with me?"
Ying Chen sneered.
These words completely enraged Chi Liao.
Everyone who saw his Dharma Image had, without exception, trembled and surrendered.
Yet, Ying Chen not only refused to kneel but also mocked his Dharma Image as a fake!
He couldn't stand it any longer!
He had to make Ying Chen die in the most tragic way today!
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to vent his fury!
*Screech...*
Chi Liao's two blood-red fangs grew again, extending to over two meters in length.
A chilling aura emanated from their tips, piercing the air and creating visible vortices.
In the next second, the slender fangs descended from above, aiming to pierce Ying Chen's head!
It was conceivable that once the fangs struck Ying Chen's head, they would directly impale his entire body!
Like a skewer of candied hawthorn, from head to foot!
The mere thought of it was terrifying and gory, let alone witnessing it.
Many inmates closed their eyes, unable to bear watching.
"Prepare yourselves!" Lin Zhiping, from outside, also gave the order.
He signaled the staff to prepare to activate the contingency plan, ready to escort Chi Liao back to his cell immediately to prevent a massacre.
But what happened next left everyone dumbfounded.
With a *crack*!
Chi Liao's fangs struck Ying Chen's head, emitting a piercing sound, and the entire fang broke off!
A faint golden pattern appeared on Ying Chen's skin, then vanished.
"How... how is this possible?"
Everyone who witnessed this scene was struck as if by lightning, unable to believe it.
Chi Liao himself's pupils contracted violently.
He knew too well the destructive power of his Dharma Image. The immense force generated by the piercing fangs was enough to penetrate a rhinoceros's body!
Even an ordinary armored car couldn't withstand his full-power thrust!
Years ago, he had used this very technique to kill a wealthy man who thought he was safe inside an armored car!
Yet, he never expected that his incredibly powerful Dharma Image wouldn't even break through Ying Chen's scalp!
Instead, Ying Chen's scalp had completely snapped the fang!
If this were to get out, no one would believe it!
"Hmm?" Lin Zhiping was also stunned, a deep shock flashing in his eyes.
He had already prepared himself to collect Ying Chen's body, only to see Ying Chen emerge completely unharmed!
"Director Lin, do we still need to activate the contingency plan?" a staff member asked.
Lin Zhiping took a deep breath and replied, "Activate it!"
"But not for Chi Liao, rather for him!"
Lin Zhiping pointed at Ying Chen on the surveillance screen.
"As I said, your Dharma Image is a fake, all show and no substance. It's good for scaring people, but useless in a real fight," Ying Chen said, calmly looking up.
With that, Ying Chen reached out and grabbed Chi Liao.
The once colossal, demon-like Chi Liao, as if caught by a magical restraint, instantly reverted to his original size.
He struggled frantically, but it was in vain.
"Impossible! My Dharma Image's fangs are invincible! How did you do it? You must be hiding some treasure!" Chi Liao still refused to believe it, convinced Ying Chen had used a magical artifact.
Ying Chen chuckled, "A magical artifact? Not quite. Firstly, you're not worthy; secondly, my current Imperfect Golden Body is only in its initial stage. Once fully cultivated, it can truly rival a magical artifact."
"I'm not worthy? You're talking nonsense!" Chi Liao roared in anger.
But in the next second, the anger on his face turned into deep fear.
Because the five fingers gripping his neck began to tighten slowly!
Chi Liao felt his breathing becoming increasingly difficult, and a sensation he had never experienced before enveloped him.
So, this was what death felt like!
No wonder those who died by his hand had so often begged for mercy.
Death was truly terrifying!
The fear on Chi Liao's face intensified, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
His eyes pleaded for mercy.
From his throat came whimpers and moans, begging Ying Chen to spare him.
But Ying Chen looked at him and calmly uttered, "Heaven's calamities can be survived; self-inflicted woes are unpardonable."
"What you sow, you shall reap."
With that, a *boom*!
Chi Liao's neck exploded.
Blood gushed out like a fountain from his severed neck, propelling his head into the air.
It landed with a thud.
After rolling once, it came to rest back in Chi Liao's cell.
Chi Liao's eyes were wide open, unseeing.
Ying Chen casually threw Chi Liao's mangled corpse to the ground, brushed the dirt off his hands, and faced the other inmates, his hands behind his back.
All the inmates who met Ying Chen's gaze were utterly terrified, their faces pale.
They all fell to their knees, kowtowing profusely, begging Ying Chen to spare their lives.
Ying Chen sighed, "It seems there's no one capable of fighting in this prison. May I ask..."
Ying Chen turned to look at the corner camera, "Are there any other prisons with capable fighters?"
"Or, do you think your subordinates outside are capable?"
Lin Zhiping, watching from behind the surveillance screen, his expression fluctuating, finally slumped back into his chair, defeated.
Indeed, Ying Chen was right. There was no one left in the Heaven-grade prison who could match Ying Chen.
And the additional staff he had summoned to deal with Chi Liao would also be no match for Ying Chen.
Forcing these staff members into the prison would only be sending them to their deaths.
Lin Zhiping suddenly regretted bringing Ying Chen back to the Wind Evasion Bureau.
Ying Chen had now become a hot potato.
Impossible to keep, impossible to let go!
As Lin Zhiping was at a loss, Ying Chen's voice sounded again, "If you feel you've had enough, then let's sit down and talk!"
"Once I get what I want, I will leave on my own and won't delay a second."
"After all, facing so many detestable individuals, I'm truly afraid I might not be able to control myself and crush them all!"