345: Chapter 198: The Wicked Servant and the Grand Sorcerer_6 345: Chapter 198: The Wicked Servant and the Grand Sorcerer_6 The Prefectural Governor’s face was solemn, his expression serious.
Sun Wukong let out a hearty laugh, he didn’t say anything, but suddenly he pressed his hand against the gate.
Boom.
The entire gate shattered into pieces, and a torrent of yin energy and resentful spirits surged out, causing everyone to shiver uncontrollably.
Ordinary people couldn’t see ghosts, but Sun Wukong could.
The entire courtyard was filled with the ghosts of those who had died violently, their resentnt soaring to the heavens, filled with malevolence.
If this group of wronged souls were let loose, the whole Taiping Prefecture would suffer.
“There must be at least a hundred wronged souls, he’s killed at least a hundred people,”
Sun Wukong said gravely.
Even though the Prefectural Governor could not see them, his face turned ashen upon hearing Sun Wukong’s words.
Subconsciously, he felt that this man before him would definitely not lie to him.
In other words, the other party had truly killed over a hundred people.
Thinking of this, the Prefectural Governor regretted having any heart towards that Grand Sorcerer.
“This man must be executed,”
the Lady Dragon of Wealth said with an icy tone.
“I’ll grind his bones to dust.
Being of the Human Race, and yet he preys on his own kind, nobody can save him today,”
Nu Ba’s face was ashen.
As a princess of the Human Race, she was also a renowned martial general.
In ancient tis, they had fought bloody battles for the survival of the Human Race, sacrificing countless of their kin before securing this day for their race.
Now that the Human Race had prospered,
they were slaughtering each other nonetheless.
A so-called Grand Sorcerer had actually killed over a hundred humans, imprisoning their souls in this place for his amusent, a cri that warranted annihilation.
“Hehe, it’s the esteed Prefectural Governor.
May I ask what brings the Prefectural Governor to the Ito Residence?”
A voice that wasn’t distinctly male or female ca through, unclear.
Then everyone saw a figure with a head shaped like an egg, bald in front, with a grotesque face and short stature, his only prominent feature being an oversized head.
Ito walked with an unstable, wobbling gait, his arms flailing without purpose, his facial expression bizarre and eccentric.
Such a strange, such an ugly creature was sothing Sun Wukong was seeing for the first ti, and he couldn’t help but frown,
This thing, you might call it human, but it had the appearance of a ghost.
And if you were to say it was a ghost, it bore a slight resemblance to a monkey that left one dumbfounded, making it hard to discern exactly what this thing was.
The Prefectural Governor himself was startled; although he was bold and fearless, even indifferent to death,
he was still sowhat taken aback upon witnessing such a creature.
“Are you man or ghost?”
the Prefectural Governor demanded, trying to regain his composure.
“Just a Little Devil,”
Sun Wukong said with a smile.
He had already discerned the true nature of Grand Sorcerer Ito.
Not human, nor ghost.
But a person with an extrely twisted and despicable heart, who walked the path of a vile and shaless Little Devil.
Such a thing, in the eyes of a Daoist practitioner, was pure trash, and not even a significant threat to an ordinary martial artist.
However, this dog-fart “Grand Sorcerer” Ito, did manage to beco slightly formidable.
“What is a ‘little devil’?”
The Prefectural Governor sincerely asked for instruction.
“‘Little,’ refers to their own smallness, including their narrow-mindedness, stature, even their intelligence—all inferior,” ca the reply.
“And ‘devil’ denotes their ugly appearance, resembling fierce ghosts, or even worse than fierce ghosts.
Just one look at them is like seeing a specter, plus their twisted hearts make them even more perverted and shaless than a fierce ghost.
No, calling them perverted and shaless is an insult to those words, which is why they are called devils.”
“As for ‘child,’ it’s because these things act like grandsons in front of maggots, and that’s why these things are called ‘little devils.'”
The Prefectural Governor had an epiphany and said, “I understand now.”
Everyone present also understood.
So this is what Ito was all about?
Their gaze toward Ito was filled with contempt and disdain.
Ito, her true nature revealed, instantly beca frightful in aspect and let out a roar as she charged at Sun Wukong.
“I’ll kill you,” Ito bellowed angrily.
Together with over a hundred wronged souls at her side, Ito pounced towards Sun Wukong.
Ito had no idea of Sun Wukong’s aura and thought that having beco slightly formidable, she could fight Sun Wukong.
However, as soon as Grand Sorcerer Ito leaped up to confuse her opponent with her Ghost Dance, Sun Wukong, expressionless, slapped her back down.
Ito couldn’t believe that she was no match for the person before her.
She, Ito, was full of self-confidence, even contemplating to call herself the “Great Demon King”,
Thinking this, she felt unwilling to accept her defeat, believing she had rely been careless before.
“I, Ito, am the Great Demon King, how can you possibly be my match,” she asserted as she attacked again.
Sun, with another slap, sent Ito flying out, crashing to the ground.
Ito stood up and charged again, only to et the sa fate.
Ito’s face was filled with dejection, and tears trailed down the corners of her eyes.
“Impossible, my mother once told that if I walked this path, I would surely defeat everything and beco a true Great Demon King.
I can definitely do it.”
Sun walked over and stepped on Ito’s head, which was as smooth as a goose’s egg.
Sun casually waved his hand and nonchalantly ordained the wronged souls present, sending them on their way,
At the sa ti, Sun’s lips curled into a slight sneer as he softly said to Ito, “Your mother lied to you.”
Ito’s eyes, dead as a fish’s, bulged as she suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her tiny body quivering with the oversized head, tears streaming from her eyes.
What Great Demon King, what overcoming everything — her mother was nothing but a liar, deceiving Ito for so many years.
It was now, at last, that Sun made her co to her senses with a beating.
Perhaps she hadn’t co to her senses since Ito was still in denial, unable to comprehend her utter defeat, which was nothing short of a joke.
The little devil, indeed shaless and utterly perverted to the extre.
Pfft.
With a stomp from Sun Wukong, Ito disintegrated to ashes.
Dead.
This highly malevolent, utterly shaless creature was dead.
After a mont of stunned silence, everyone could not help but burst into cheers.
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