Chapter 1442 – 1442 The Longer You Live, the More Cowardly You Become

1442 The Longer You Live, the More Cowardly You Become

Zhan Jianxue even dared to swear on her soul, so it could be seen how determined she was. Zhan Wuya’s explanation instantly lost its credibility.

The warrior team was in an uproar.

At this moment, a petite and beautiful woman walked out from the team of warriors. Her name was Zhan Yingrong, and she was the disciple of the First Elder, Zhan Jia. She was also the second genius among Zhan Wuya’s group of young disciples, second only to Zhan Wuya in terms of prestige and cultivation level.

She was almost 60 years old and had broken through to the Prime Master Realm last spring.

If Zhan Wuya was the pride of the War God Clan, then Zhan Yingrong was the female War God in the hearts of the women of the War God Clan. She was the female cultivator that all the male disciples respected and admired the most. Zhan Yingrong bowed to Zhan Wuya first and stood up as she shouted at him in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, “Patriarch.”

Zhan Wuya stared at Zhan Yingrong as he nodded slightly.

Zhan Yingrong had an upright personality and had never been afraid of power. Even when facing the little princess of the War God Clan, Zhan Jianxue, she didn’t relent. Zhan Jianxue was domineering in the War God Clan. She dared to cut Zhan Xiaoya’s face, but she didn’t dare to provoke Zhan Yingrong.

Zhan Yingrong was powerful and had the strongest combat potential in the War God Clan.

Zhan Yingrong graduated from the Cang Lang inner academy two years ago. Although she had not successfully entered the inner academy’s honor roll, she was still an influential figure during her school days.

Zhan Yingrong didn’t take Zhan Jianxue seriously, so she naturally didn’t take Zhan Wuya seriously either. She had always been a person who only cared about justice, instead of power.

and walk out, the warrior team gradually quietened down. Zhan Wuya and the group of elders frowned.

hugged her sword as she looked up at Zhan Jianxue, who was crying. Zhan Jianxue had always been proud, arrogant, and competitive. Zhan Yingrong had never seen Zhan Jianxue cry in public

had completely forsaken her pride as the little princess of the War God

actually believed

Zhan Yingrong shifted her gaze to Zhan Wuya and suddenly said, “No one can prove that what Zhan Jianxue said is true, but similarly, no one can prove

you must have that sort of confidence. Patriarch, you can be considered a child that all the senior brothers and junior sisters have watched grow up. We naturally know your character. If you

cultivation levels could summon their souls to

to summon the phantom body for us to see, or do you not dare to?”

strength condensed into the appearance of a woman beside her. This woman

Zhan

as she said, “I dare to summon my soul body

this, all the warriors’

bowls in their hands and

so many years, but this is how

Jianxue was pulled up by the demonic rope and floated in the sky.

“Ye, Ye Qingchen, you… you killed my mother. You deserve… to die a horrible death!” Just as Zhan Jianxue finished speaking, Zhan Wuya pulled the magic rope. The rope instantly turned into a

Dong—

head fell to the ground and rolled down from the

head and

dazzling star of the War God Clan died just

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