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.

Zhan Wuya and the group of elders frowned. As

Yingrong 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

kneeling, Zhan Jianxue had completely forsaken her pride as

Yingrong actually believed Zhan

just because of her intuition. 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

considered a child that all the senior brothers and junior sisters have watched grow up. We naturally know your character. If you have a clear conscience and she’s just

powerful cultivation levels could summon their souls

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

the appearance of a woman beside her. This

Zhan

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

heard this, all the

wine bowls in their hands and secretly circulated their

let out an eerie laugh as he glanced at Zhan Jianxue and sneered. “You’re such an incompetent troublemaker! I’ve raised you for so many years, but this is how you repay me?”

Wuya raised his right hand, Zhan Jianxue was pulled up by the demonic

the Nurturing Demon Technique tightly as she said in pain, “Ye, Ye Qingchen, you… you killed my mother. You deserve… to die a horrible death!”

Dong—

fell to the ground and rolled down from the high platform to

Yingrong turned towards the head and met the eyes of Zhan Jianxue’s

the War God Clan died

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