750: Chapter 750 I'll use your body as a shell!

Ye Chen was stunned for a few seconds.

He thought he had misheard.

The Black-robed man said he wanted to find a vessel for his lover, and that lover was a man.

In other words...

This Black-robed man was a gay man.

And he, himself, had been targeted by a gay man.

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth twitched several times, and the expression on his face was spectacular.

"Wait... are you mistaken?"

He rubbed his forehead and looked at the Black-robed man helplessly, "Why do you want to target me?"

The Black-robed man sneered, "Because you are strong enough, and your body is perfect enough. Only a vessel like yours is worthy of my lover."

Ye Chen rolled his eyes.

"So, do I have to thank you? Thank you for thinking so highly of me?"

The Black-robed man gave a cold, sinister smile, "You don't need to thank me; this is your honor."

"Honor my foot!"

Ye Chen was completely speechless, "You two are in true love, and I respect that, but what does your true love have to do with me? I'm straight! My sexual orientation is completely normal! I'm not interested in men!"

The Black-robed man's face sank, "Boy, stop insulting this master. My lover and I love each other sincerely, transcending gender and life and death. A mortal like you will never understand."

Ye Chen sighed.

"Fine, fine, fine, you have true love, you're amazing, but can you go find someone else?"

"There are so many men in this world, why do you have to target me?"

The Black-robed man shook his head, "I said it already, only a strong man can carry my lover's soul. Others are not worthy."

"So I just deserve to be targeted by you?"

Ye Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to curse.

"I'm asking you, are you people sick in the head?"

The Black-robed man snorted coldly, "Those who achieve great things do not sweat the details. Being chosen by my lover is your good fortune."

"Good fortune your sister!"

Ye Chen didn't want to waste any more words on this pervert, "Fine, if you want to fight, then fight; if you want to kill, then kill. Stop spouting nonsense about true love and good fortune here. Isn't it disgusting?"

A flash of anger flickered in the Black-robed man's eyes, "Boy, you are too arrogant. Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame this master for being impolite."

The last few grains of sand in the hourglass beside him slowly slid down.

The top half was empty.

Time was up.

The corners of the Black-robed man's mouth curled into an eerie smile, "No more talking, prepare to die now!"

As the words fell.

His eyes suddenly changed color.

Those eyes, which were originally normal, instantly turned an eerie blood-red color, the pupils twisting into spirals, like two bottomless black holes.

A terrifying wave of Mental Power erupted from within his body, crushing toward Ye Chen like a tsunami.

That power was more than ten times stronger than when the three Men in White Robe had joined forces to activate the compass earlier!

The entire circular hall was trembling; the candles on the walls were blown out by the invisible air waves, and dust from the dome fell in showers.

Night Owl's expression changed drastically, and she subconsciously took several steps back.

Yi Yue's body stiffened, feeling as if her consciousness was being gripped by an invisible hand, and her vision began to darken.

Qian Duofu simply crouched on the ground, clutching his head with both hands, trembling uncontrollably.

Ye Chen's gaze sharpened.

He stepped to the side, blocking in front of Yi Yue and Qian Duofu, while simultaneously releasing his own Mental Power to form an invisible barrier around them.

The terrifying Mental Power impact collided with the barrier, emitting a dull hum, but it was steadily blocked.

The Black-robed man's brows furrowed slightly, "Interesting, you can actually block my Mental Power?"

Ye Chen looked at him and spoke calmly.

"Is it strange to block you?"

"Do you think you are the first person to attack me with Mental Power?"

The Black-robed man's mouth curled into a cold sneer, "Then I want to see how long you can block it!"

As the words fell.

He formed seals with both hands and began to chant strange incantations.

The syllables of those incantations were very eerie, sounding like whispers from the depths of hell. With every syllable he uttered, his Mental Power surged.

The air began to distort, the light began to bend, and the entire hall was shrouded in a suffocating sense of oppression.

Night Owl's face became paler and paler. Even with the protection of Ye Chen's Mental Power barrier, she could still feel the terror of that power.

This was simply not power that a human should possess.

Ye Chen looked at the Black-robed man, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He could feel that this Black-robed man's Mental Power was indeed very strong, stronger than any opponent he had encountered before.

But that was all.

"Do you think you're the only one who can use a big move?"

Ye Chen took a deep breath, raised his hands, and spread his ten fingers.

Golden Mental Power surged from his fingertips, like ten golden dragons, circling and roaring in front of him.

That golden light illuminated the entire hall as bright as day, dispelling all darkness.

The Black-robed man's pupils contracted suddenly, "This is... Mental Power Manifestation?!"

His voice was full of disbelief.

Mental Power Manifestation was a legendary realm that could only be reached when Mental Power was cultivated to the extreme. In the entire cultivation world, those who could truly achieve it could be counted on one hand!

Yet this young man in his twenties before him had actually already achieved it?

Good, good, good!

It seems...

Choosing him as a vessel is the wisest choice!

At this moment, a flash of excitement flickered in the Black-robed man's eyes.

But the next second.

Without warning, Ye Chen pushed his hands forward, and the ten golden dragons roared simultaneously, charging toward the Black-robed man.

The Black-robed man's expression changed drastically. Not daring to be negligent, he violently mobilized all his Mental Power, condensing it into a blood-colored barrier in front of him.

"Boom!!!"

The golden dragons collided with the blood-colored barrier, and a loud explosion burst in the hall, with air waves sweeping in all directions as if they were tangible.

All the candles on the walls were extinguished, the chandelier on the dome swayed violently, and the ground began to crack.

The Black-robed man's body shook violently, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

He gritted his teeth, desperately maintaining the barrier in front of him, but the impact of the golden dragons was too strong, and his barrier had already begun to crack.

"Impossible... this is impossible!"

The Black-robed man roared, bit his tongue tip violently, and spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

The essence blood landed on the barrier, the blood-colored light surged, and the cracks began to heal.

Ye Chen watched this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"You can hold up quite well."

He flipped his right hand, and his five fingers tightened abruptly.

The ten golden dragons instantly merged into one, transforming into a huge golden spear, with the spear tip pointing directly at the Black-robed man's chest.

"Go!"

Ye Chen gave a soft shout, and the golden spear broke through the air.

The speed was extremely fast, leaving a golden afterimage in the air.

The Black-robed man's pupils contracted suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the spear was too fast, so fast that he couldn't react in time.

"Boom!!!"

The golden spear collided with the blood-colored barrier; the barrier shattered like glass, and fragments scattered everywhere.

The spear did not lose its momentum and slammed heavily into the Black-robed man's chest.

"Pfft!!!"

The Black-robed man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was sent flying backward as if hit by a cannonball.

His body drew an arc in the air and slammed heavily into the black coffin behind him.

The coffin overturned violently, the lid slid off, and the corpse inside rolled out and fell to the ground.

It was a man wearing a white robe, in his thirties, with a pale face and features as exquisite as if they had been painted.

Only...

He no longer had any breath of life.

But Ye Chen could actually feel that there was a soul inside his body, which seemed to have been imprisoned there by someone using a special method.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, "Good grief, you were actually planning to possess his body?"

The Black-robed man's body fell to the ground and slid several meters away, dragging a long streak of blood on the floor.

He clutched his chest, struggling to crawl up, but as soon as he looked up, he saw the corpse that had rolled out of the coffin.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, his eyes filled with despair and grief.

"No!!!"

He let out a shrill roar, his voice full of heartbreaking pain.

He crawled desperately toward the corpse, his hands trembling as he hugged the corpse into his arms.

"My lover... my lover..."

His tears gushed out, flowing down his cheeks and dripping onto the corpse's face.

"I'm sorry... it's my fault... I failed to find a suitable vessel for you..."

His voice was trembling, and his whole body was trembling.

Night Owl watched this scene, her brows furrowing slightly.

Although she loathed the Black-robed man's actions, seeing him crying while holding his lover's corpse at this moment, she felt a trace of indescribable complexity in her heart.

Qian Duofu crouched on the ground, watching this scene, and was also dumbfounded, "This... is there true love in the gay community too?"

The Black-robed man's crying echoed in the empty hall, and that heartbreaking grief made everyone present feel suffocated.

But the next second.

The white-robed corpse in his arms began to undergo an eerie change.

The skin began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye!

So much so that.

A sour stench emanated from the corpse and quickly filled the entire hall.

Qian Duofu covered his nose, almost vomiting, "Holy crap! The corpse is rotting!"

The Black-robed man's pupils contracted suddenly, and the grief on his face instantly turned into horror.

"No! No! My lover!"

"What's wrong with you?!"

He desperately hugged the rotting corpse, his hands trembling as he stroked the face that was already unrecognizable, wanting to stop the process of decay.

But the decay was irreversible.

The skin fell off in chunks, revealing the muscle tissue underneath, and the muscles also began to liquefy, dripping down mixed with dark yellow pus.

On the Man in White Robe's face, the eyeballs slid out of the eye sockets.

In just over ten seconds.

The originally relatively intact corpse had rotted into a mess, looking like a withered skeleton that had been dead for several months without anyone collecting it.

The scene...

It was simply too horrific!