Chapter 1870: Wang Zhuo's Death

Very quickly, everybody learned about those people's deaths, and were astonished. They had all paid attention to what the others had been doing, they were wondering who had killed the strong cultivators from Taishan City.

Everybody started investigating. Who had killed those people? ,

Two people appeared in the mountains where Lin Pheng was. One of them was Wang Zhuo, the other one was the other survivor who had managed to escape with him.

They were astonished when they saw what had happened.

"Lin Pheng!" Wang Zhuo looked at him strangely. There were green trees everywhere and there was only one person here, Lin Pheng!

"How come it's you?" Wang Zhuo asked as he landed on the mountain.

Lin Pheng opened his eyes and looked at Wang Zhuo, "I'm here, do I need to have a reason to be here?"

Wang Zhuo was surprised. Lin Pheng was alone there?

"Have you seen those who killed the strong cultivators from Taishan City?" Wang Zhuo asked Lin Pheng.

Lin Pheng shook his head, "I haven't." He couldn't have seen them, because he had killed them.

"Are you hiding here?" Wang Zhuo asked icily.

Lin Pheng looked back at him coldly. "Mind your own business, will you?" Wang Zhuo had pissed him off those days. Because of his poor tactical skills, everyone from Great Imperial Song City had died. Luckily, Lin Pheng had left straight from the beginning.

Yes, Lin Pheng dared look at him coldly. Wang Zhuo didn't smile, he was furious.

"Lin Pheng, you escaped, you abandoned us, the people from Great Imperial Song City!" accused Wang Zhuo, staring at Lin Pheng.

Lin Pheng stood up. He was furious too, and said to Wang Zhuo, "You want to kill me?"

"How do you know?" shot back Wang Zhuo icily. He slowly walked over to Lin Pheng and said, "I'm just picking up bodies. Minister Uptala won't say anything. Besides, he won't even know you died."

"The way you think is not bad," said Lin Pheng. He looked at the other and said, "There's a witness though. Are you going to kill us both?"

"Don't worry about that. He's with me," said Wang Zhuo, releasing his Qi.

"Do you want to know who killed the people from Taishan City?" Lin Pheng asked Wang Zhuo mockingly.

"You know?" asked Wang Zhuo, staring at Lin Pheng. Lin Pheng nodded.

"Who?" asked Wang Zhuo. He was surprised.

Lin Pheng walked towards him and death marks appeared everywhere, then a deployment pattern appeared. Life Qi turned into death Qi. The atmosphere became dark.

Wang Zhuo's expression changed drastically. He saw the illusion and turned deathly pale. That was a powerful death strength!

He looked at Lin Pheng. Lin Pheng said grimly, "It was me!"

Then, death energies started converging, and surrounded Wang Zhuo. Wang Zhuo stared at Lin Pheng. His body turned black. "No."

However, it was already too late. Death Qi surrounded him as well as the other man. They both turned into corpses.

Lin Pheng looked at them emotionlessly. In his hands, two black flames appeared. He threw the two fireballs at the corpses and burned them to ashes. He also took their weapons. Wang Zhuo had an extraordinary social status and had been strong, he had incredible treasures.

However, at that moment, Lin Pheng raised his head and gazed into the distance. He saw someone, but that person seemed blind, as if he hadn't seen Lin Pheng. However, Lin Pheng sensed a cold presence.

Jian Mang, he's here too! thought Lin Pheng. When they had come to the small world, Lin Pheng hadn't seen Jian Mang. But now he was there and it seemed that he had sensed that Wang Zhuo and the other man had been killed. Even though Jian Mang couldn't see much, with his godly awareness, he could still inspect the area.

"You want to kill me so that I don't say anything?" said Jian Mang calmly. Wang Zhuo had an incredible social status, and Lin Pheng had killed him in one strike with his deployment spell. If people in Great Imperial Song City learned about this, Lin Pheng would be doomed.

"Your deployment spells are powerful, I won't go in. If you come out of the deployment spell, I will kill you," said Jian Mang said slowly.

"And so?" said Lin Pheng.

"Of course, he wasn't my friend. He died and it has nothing to do with me. I don't care. However, I still want to win the war for Great Imperial Song City." said Jian Mang. Lin Pheng recalled his energies. Jian Mang didn't know Wang Zhuo and didn't care about him. They weren't friends. And Lin Pheng and Jian Mang weren't enemies.

"You mean you want us to join hands?" asked Lin Pheng.

"Indeed. Even though I'm quite strong, our enemies haven't lost many people. I can't kill them on my own. With my strength and your deployment spells, things would be different. Even if we are the last two ones, we have hope," said Jian Mang straightforwardly. He wanted to win the war!

"What would that bring to us?" said Lin Pheng.

"It would prove how strong I am," said Jian Mang.

Lin Pheng smiled and nodded, "Alright, we can cooperate. But I'm not going to look for them. They can come. If they don't come, then we'll wait until the last day."

"I don't mind," agreed Jian Mang calmly.

Lin Pheng sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. He began studying evolution energy, making his life and death energies evolve. He started moving his hands, and another pattern appeared indistinctly.

Lin Pheng kept drawing life and death energies. He was casting another deployment spell. ,

However, what he didn't know was that at that moment, in a luxurious building in Great Imperial Song City, someone was furious and their Qi was raging to the skies. That was Wang Zhuo's father, Wang Xiao!

Wang Zhuo was talented, and relying on himself, he had won a hundred battles for Great Imperial Song City. He was extremely talented, had traveled a lot, and had many precious items. His future was supposed to be bright. However, he was dead now!

"Who killed my son!" shouted Wang Xiao furiously. He had done his best to raise Wang Zhuo, his only son. His dream in life was to see his son surpass him. Now he was dead!

"Wang Zhen, Minister Kalasutra, Minister Uptala, you're really cruel!" shouted Wang Xiao furiously, before leaving his home in a rage.