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Chapter 519 - 492 The Death of the Ghost King

Chapter 519: Chapter 492 The Death of the Ghost King

Li Chen’s power was something nobody knew about at the beginning.

Similarly, no one thought Li Chen could do anything to that terrifying stone.

But, he soon showed these people what real power was.

When Li Chen lifted the massive, terrifying stone, everyone had a clear understanding of his strength.

Such strength, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him a human-shaped Tyrannosaurus.

This level of horrifying power, could ordinary people achieve it?

No, obviously not.

Then, they saw Li Chen lift the stone and, after that... he threw it.

After that... there was no after that.

The group, who thought they had finally understood Li Chen’s power, were at a loss once again.

Is this guy even human?

You must be joking!

Are you some kind of catapult?

As the stone took flight, many people finally noticed that there was a helicopter flying overhead.

Hitting... a plane?!!

What the hell!

Usually, when people heard this term, it would be imbued with some unspeakable connotations.

But this time, they witnessed the rumors firsthand.

This is actually hitting for real!

And that was a real plane!

Boom!!

The terrifying sound came from the sky.

Like thunder, the helicopter was hit by the giant stone and instantly turned into a fireball, falling from the sky.

Upon seeing Li Chen, Ghost King immediately sensed something was wrong, but he wasn’t clear where this ominous feeling was coming from.

Because he was in the helicopter.

In his subconscious, he still felt safe.

Moreover, at such a high altitude, tucked inside a helicopter, even if Li Chen was armed with a gun, he couldn’t harm him, let alone now when Li Chen had nothing in his hands.

But Ghost King still held a sense of unease in his heart.

Then, he realized where his uneasiness came from.

He saw Li Chen approach that huge stone that blocked the road.

"No way..."

Even he couldn’t help but widen his eyes at Li Chen’s action.

Because such behavior was too astonishing, even he dared not believe it.

But Li Chen really did it.

He used the stone as a weapon and threw it at the plane.

A silent terror spread over Ghost King’s heart.

At that moment, all the past stories about the King of the Netherworld flashed through his mind.

"No! Don’t!"

"If he catches me, I’ll really have no way out but death!"

"I don’t want to die yet!! I haven’t killed him yet! I haven’t replaced him!"

However, Ghost King quickly realized in despair that the stone’s speed was almost that of a real projectile.

And in this position, even if the helicopter made an emergency turn, it couldn’t evade it.

"Bang!"

With the thought of not wanting to die, Ghost King kicked off the edge of the helicopter and leapt out.

Soon after, a loud noise came from behind him.

He knew that the pilot, along with the helicopter, had become wreckage.

And Ghost King himself fell uncontrollably toward the ground below.

Li Chen’s gaze was fixed dead on the helicopter.

His eyes narrowed when he saw the small black dot flying out from the exploding helicopter, and with an instantaneous move, his feet erupted, and Li Chen disappeared from where he stood.

"Eh? Where did he go?"

Wasn’t he right here just a moment ago?

"Honey," Wang Hao turned to his wife somewhat dumbly and said, "Did we just see an immortal?"

Wang Hao’s wife didn’t speak because she was equally puzzled.

"Where’s the hero?" The young man who had been reading a novel threw it aside and dashed towards the big rock, starting to shout, "Hero, where did you go? Will you take disciples? I want to study under you!"

The others exchanged glances and then fell silent.

Who exactly was that person just now?

Suddenly, they regretted not recording the scene. Such footage could surely fetch a sky-high price if sold to those video websites.

Didn’t the TV stations and websites make a fortune from broadcasting the international martial arts competition recently?

Martial arts competition?

Eh? That person looked kind of familiar...

No matter what the others were thinking, at this moment, Li Chen had arrived at a distant location.

Above him, a Shadow was rapidly descending.

"Bang!!"

A muffled sound erupted in front of Li Chen.

After landing, the Ghost King tumbled several times on the ground to dissipate the terrifying force of the fall from the sky.

But obviously, it was not that easy to jump off a plane.

"Crack!"

A clear sound of bone fracturing came from the Ghost King’s legs.

However, the Ghost King was too occupied to care about this.

Because in front of him, there appeared a silhouette.

Taking a deep breath, the Ghost King slowly raised his head and spoke with a tremble, "King of the Netherworld..."

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Giving the Ghost King no opportunity, Li Chen, with a chilly expression, broke both of the Ghost King’s arms, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him up.

"This time, it’s not an alter ego, right?" Li Chen’s face carried an icy Frost as he spoke coldly.

Sweat broke out on the Ghost King’s forehead and began streaming down.

Even he couldn’t bear such sudden and intense pain.

But the Ghost King still bit down hard on his teeth, not screaming, because he knew that screaming at this time would be meaningless and would only lead to more horrifying torture from Li Chen.

"I..."

"Slap!" Li Chen slapped the Ghost King’s face, cutting him off mid-sentence.

"Did I allow you to speak?"

The Ghost King then closed his mouth.

Looking at the Ghost King, Li Chen suddenly started smiling, a smile of great ease.

After such a long time, he finally caught this traitor, who ultimately could not escape the palm of his hand.

"With Shadow, I still have an interest in saying a few words. But for some reason, looking at you, I don’t even feel like speaking," Li Chen said, somewhat lackluster as he observed the Ghost King, whose face was reddening from the chokehold.

The Ghost King’s eyes widened, knowing that he had no escape this time.

Yet, in his heart, there was still that sliver of hope--if only Li Chen would give him the chance to speak, perhaps he could persuade him?

However, Li Chen did not give him that chance.

His choked neck couldn’t let out any sound.

"Alright, traitor, goodbye."

Li Chen calmly uttered a few words, then his fingers exerted force.

Crack!

Ghost King.

Dead!