Urban Peerless Expert
Chapter 2687 - 2707: Who is Responsible for the Unlucky Ghost’s Death?

Chapter 2687: Chapter 2707: Who is Responsible for the Unlucky Ghost’s Death?

Kong Ling’s expression was slightly strange.

Lin Chen looked at him, his eyes widening, "Could it be that he died in the Blood Killing Arrangement?"

"Yes."

Kong Ling said with a bitter laugh, "He was participating under a concealed identity. Logically speaking, his strength was also very strong, and he had powerful treasures to protect himself. Even if he couldn’t defeat his opponent, he should have been able to run away at worst, surrendering his badge, and definitely not be in any danger to his life. However, in the final battle that just took place, he was killed in a muddle-headed way."

"He had an old servant by his side, a Daluo Initial Immortal, usually close at hand to protect him. This time he concealed his information and joined a sect’s team in the Blood Killing Arrangement as a form of training."

"With his status, even if he really faced a formidable enemy he couldn’t defeat, and his treasures couldn’t hold out, as long as he announced his identity, who would dare to kill him? After all, he was the grandson of the Barbarian King. Who knew he would be so confused and just perish."

"I heard the reason why the event ended abruptly, aside from the fact that the outcome had been determined and any further fight would result in heavy casualties for the barbarian tribe, was that the old servant revealed the grandson’s identity to the barbarian leadership. They immediately admitted defeat and forcibly ended the Blood Killing Arrangement, but it was still too late."

"Once your dozen or so Explosive Talismans detonated, many from the barbarian tribe were trapped in the Illusionary Realm. The Barbarian King’s grandson must have been one of them. While in the Illusionary Realm, it’s impossible to sense the outside world; unaware of the impending danger, they naturally couldn’t defend themselves."

"His strength was originally very formidable, so he was in the front line of the barbarian troops, also facing the direct frontal assault of the demon race’s most powerful first team. He probably didn’t react because he was in the Illusionary Realm and was directly killed by someone, body and soul wiped out..."

After listening, Lin Chen’s face was baffled, "So you’re saying, this grandson from the Wildlands, the most awesome of the third generation cultivators of the Southern Wilderness, joined this competition in disguise, hoping to gain some experience, only to end up directly killed?"

"Yes."

Kong Ling’s face was pained, "Yes, that’s right, now it’s chaos outside. The barbarian tribe wants the demon race to give an account, and the demon race is arguing it was fair combat. No matter who he was, by participating in the Blood Killing Arrangement, he has to bear the consequences. The debate goes on."

Lin Chen thought carefully and instantly felt something was wrong, "If the other side wants the barbarian tribe to provide an explanation, won’t it end up falling on the heads of the Illusory Serpent Sect, or even on me?"

If they were to investigate the death of the Barbarian King’s grandson, the person who killed him was of course the direct murderer, but who really caused his death?

It was the Magical Treasure that Lü Wenjing crafted, capable of creating a domain of illusions—it was the Avatar that broke through the barbarian formations and detonated more than a dozen talismans, yours truly!

Kong Ling obviously thought of this too and said softly, "That’s what I thought, so I hurried over to notify you. Maybe you guys should leave first. This is actually a disaster for everyone. You were originally helping me, and there’s no need for you to risk staying here..."

"Alright!"

Lin Chen decisively summoned the Linglong Tower, took Shang Wenyin inside, and then an Avatar walked out, giving Kong Ling a smile, "I’ll leave an avatar to watch the situation."

Kong Ling couldn’t help but laugh, "That move of yours really is convenient for saving your life."

Lin Chen stared at Kong Ling, "They all know we’re your friends, could you be implicated?"

Lin Chen said with a laugh, "Unless they’re planning to wipe out the entire Illusory Serpent Sect, otherwise the Sect Master is there to take it. You are outsiders, and you’re draped in Myriad Immortal Hall’s skin. They may genuinely want to hand you over, after all, they might think with the identity of Myriad Immortal Hall, letting you collide with the Barbarian King won’t hurt them. But if they hand over a disciple from their own sect, that would mean losing all dignity, something impossible."

Lin Chen nodded, "If that is so, I’ll leave first, and my avatar will deal with the rest."

After finishing his words, Lin Chen did not waste any words, directly used Earth Escape, and disappeared in an instant.

Amazement mixed with envy flashed in Kong Ling’s eyes at this technique. While it may not increase his Combat Power too much, it was extremely useful for escaping.

No wonder Lin Chen had come so far amidst so many dangers, but always managed to turn peril into safety—it was inseparable from his amazing abilities to escape.

The Avatar Lin Chen said with a laugh, "Alright, I’ll just wait here. I want to see how your Sect Master will handle all this. Speaking of which, he already knows that I can create avatars..."

Now that the True Self Lin Chen had left, Kong Ling also relaxed, speaking in a light tone that teased, "Maybe because of that, he’ll just go with the flow!"

While the two were talking, Footstep sound suddenly came from the entrance.

The two looked at the entrance, only to see Lü Wenjing stepping in, his expression solemn.

Kong Ling took the initiative to ask, "Senior brother Lü, how are things outside now?"

With a mocking look in his cold eyes, Lü Wenjing said, "They are afraid. They are still arguing with reasoning, but they probably won’t hold out much longer."

Kong Ling pursued further, "Does this mean they are preparing to hand over some people to take responsibility for his death?"

Lü Wenjing nodded, then turned his head to look at Lin Chen, examining him carefully, and his cold sternness relaxed slightly, "Your strength has decreased quite a bit. You’re an avatar?"