After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Chapter 938: Misguided Love

Puff, puff!

A bloody massacre unfolded within the Soul Rift Squad's base.

Mo Lan replicated the method used against the three leaders, constantly landing her hands and feet on the heads of those powerful individuals. Each time she jumped out, she would land precisely on the head of another person, and the skull of the person in front would be ripped open.

"Help!"

The screams within the camp grew louder and louder.

Those outside the Soul Rift Clan had no idea what was happening; all they could hear were chilling screams and the beastly wails of a woman.

Black Lightning stepped on several walls, blocking the Great Leader's path. She lay on all fours, then, to everyone's horror, spun her head until her face was up, and then her neck bent down strangely, making a crisp cracking sound.

Such a scene was unprecedented, not only for the well-informed chieftain, but even for Chen Futu, who had just arrived.

"Good heavens, what kind of monster is this? It's terrifying, and her aura is very strong, at least at the ninth level."

However, Chen Futu wouldn't let the members of the Soul Rift Clan die like that; he still needed to find out Mo Lan's whereabouts.

Thinking of this, Chen Futu ignored the monster and teleported to the leader's side. The leader was taken aback and asked, "You, who are you?"

Chen Futu did not answer, but swung his fist down, knocking the chief to his knees on the spot. His kneecaps were shattered, and blood stained the ground.

"Speak! Did you buy a woman from the inner auction house before? Where is she?"

Chen Futu grabbed the chieftain's head, his eyes blazing with suppressed anger, afraid of hearing bad news.

Despite the pain and fear, the chieftain pointed with difficulty to the spider-like woman behind Chen Futu, "It's her..."

"what?"

Chen Futu turned around in astonishment, staring incredulously at the hideous monster lying on the ground. It was actually Mo Lan! What had happened?!

In a panic, Chen Futu grabbed the man and lifted him up, demanding, "Tell me, what exactly happened!"

The chieftain sensed the overwhelming killing intent and spoke tremblingly, revealing the inside story.

Once Chen Futu understood the whole story, a surge of hysterical anger rushed to his head, "Fine, fine, you did a great job!"

Chen Futu tossed the Great Chief high into the sky, spread his hands, and released a wave of his will. Immediately afterward, a loud bang followed, and the Great Chief exploded into a bloody mist in mid-air.

"Tch, filthy fireworks."

Not content with dealing with the Great Leader, Chen Futu casually unleashed a long river of sword energy. The sword light, condensed from blood energy, seemed to have eyes, piercing through all the powerful members of the Soul Rift Gang present and hanging their corpses on the walls where the Soul Rift Gang was stationed.

This scene is truly breathtaking.

With the complete annihilation of the Soul Rift Gang, the survivors watching from the shadows fell silent in fear.

Qin Mo and the others were also watching, but dared not step forward.

Jie Nanfeng exclaimed in shock, "Old Qin, your friend is too strong! He wiped out the Soul Rift Gang!"

Qin Mo smiled wryly: "Mr. Chen came looking for someone. I guess the Soul Splitter Gang probably took away the woman he was looking for, so he destroyed the Soul Splitter Gang."

"Isn't it because that woman's fate wasn't good, that's why he..."

Xie Nanfeng didn't finish speaking; he seemed to be gloating.

As one of the leaders of the outer city, he had long disliked the Soul Rift Gang. Now that he had been killed, it was as if a major scourge had been eliminated from the outer city.

On the desolate road, Chen Futu looked at Mo Lan, who was lying on the ground, her body contorted in pain. Some words he wanted to say were left only with bitterness.

Mo Lan didn't attack; she just watched.

"Sorry, I am late."

"Are you Chen Futu?" Mo Lan's voice was almost squeezed out from her throat.

"Yes."

"Do you still want me?"

"want."

Chen Futu's answer was straightforward.

As a husband, no matter what, I will protect my woman, whether it is Mo Lan or Yan Qing, I will find her.

Even in the end times, he, as the emperor of his time, was able to support his wife and children.

However, Mo Lan let out a gurgling laugh, "Liar, you're a liar! You don't care about me at all, I'm like this because of you!"

"Cymbidium……"

"Shut up! Where were you all this time? Where were you when I was being bullied? Now that you're here, don't you think it's too late?"

"I've been looking for you, so I came as soon as I heard the news."

Chen Futu wanted to say something, but was suddenly attacked by Mo Lan. She was very strong. Chen Futu did not fight back, but only dodged. Mo Lan attacked several times but failed to hit her. Then she leaped onto the wall and disappeared in a flash.

Just as Chen Futu was about to give chase, a group of people suddenly surged into the Rift Soul Gang's base. The leader was a bald man, an eighth-level expert, and his subordinates included two seventh-level and several sixth-level individuals.

The other party paused for a moment upon seeing the wall covered in corpses, then demanded of Chen Futu, "What exactly happened? Where's the goods?"

Chen Futu didn't even bother to look at him, but the bald man got angry and said, "Kid, are you deaf? I'm talking to you."

"Look at the insignia on their chests; they are from the Heavenly Court."

Qin Mo and the others were taken aback. He hurriedly went to Chen Futu's side and whispered to him, explaining the other party's identity.

Chen Futu frowned: "What Heavenly Court?"

“A powerful force. They are very strong and have a lot of resources. Many cities, including Philadelphia, have trade with the Heavenly Court.”

"Supplies supplier?"

Chen Futu was quite surprised. The fact that the resources could be produced continuously in the apocalypse meant that there was a secret, but none of that mattered. Now he had to find Mo Lan.

"Hey kid, I'm talking to you! Where's the goods?!"

The bald man grew increasingly agitated. Seeing that Chen Futu was still ignoring him, and looking at the corpses hanging on the wall like sausages, he gave an order, and a seventh-level expert immediately charged over. Chen Futu was extremely violent and punched the charging seventh-level expert into a pile of mangled flesh.

The bald man's face darkened. "So you're an eighth-tier expert!"

Qin Mo was shocked to hear this. He thought Chen Futu was only at the seventh level, but he didn't expect him to be at the same level as the city lord.

In many places, those at the eighth rank are among the few truly powerful individuals.

Chen Futu glanced at the bald man and said, "You're blocking my way. I don't care who you are, just die."

"Good heavens, this is the first time I've ever heard of anyone daring to threaten the Heavenly Court. You're asking for trouble."

The bald man wore a mocking expression, while Chen Futu's brows furrowed. "Reincarnation Fist!"

The attack was too sudden, too fast, and incredibly powerful. By the time the bald man realized the danger and tried to dodge, it was too late. He was sent flying like a rag doll, rolling on the ground with blood splattering everywhere, and his chest was caved in.

"So strong!"

"He severely injured an eighth-level expert with a single punch. Just who is he?"

The onlookers in the shadows were terrified, wondering when such an important figure had arrived in Philadelphia.

The bald man struggled to his feet, his face full of fear. "Good lad, you've got guts, but we've made an enemy of each other."

"You've wasted my time, and you think you can just leave?"