Conceited Immortal On Campus

"How... how could you possibly wake up? That is the holy medicine of our Voodoo Cult. Even the Shaman Lord would fall into a coma."    

The woman's voice carried a trace of panic. Under her gaze, Chen Yi raised his finger and pursed his lips.    

"Shh.    

The woman was stunned. However, in the next instant, the person in her eyes had disappeared. When she regained her senses, a hand grabbed her lips and teeth, and a vast devouring power surged into her body.    

The Shaman Power in her body seemed to have found a vent at that moment, and surged into Chen Yi's palm.    

"My sister is sleeping. Don't disturb her!"    

Chen Yi did not even look at the woman. His black robe was blown away by the strong wind, revealing a picture of a woman in her thirties.    

The woman's eyes were wide and full of fear. She wanted to struggle and even cast a spell, but in Chen Yi's hands, she was happy. She was like an ant drowning in water. Even if she struggled with all her strength, she could not move her body.    

The magic power and physical strength seemed to be devoured by Chen Yi's palm. When she saw the dark golden eyes, she felt even more fear.    

Chen Yi carried the girl and quietly closed the door.    

In front of Lee Baoer's bed, the magic power barrier slowly disappeared.    

In Chen Yi's room, the girl was lying on the ground like a pile of mud. All the magic power in her body had been devoured by Chen Yi. Now, she was no different from an ordinary person.    

"Identity, purpose!" Chen Yi looked at the girl who was filled with fear and said four words indifferently.    

The woman trembled and closed her mouth.    

Chen Yi looked at the girl and shook his head. "Why do you have to suffer because of a moment of hesitation? Forget it..."    

"Don't cry until you see the coffin!"    

He extended his hand and pointed. A golden magic power flew out and landed on the woman's forehead.    

Then, the woman's eyes widened, as if she had suffered endless pain. Veins popped out.    

Chen Yi's eyes were calm. This was a spirit art of interrogation that he had created. He used magic power to amplify the perception of his consciousness by several times. He used magic power like needles to pierce into the most painful acupoints and internal organs of the human body.    

Not only would it not harm the body, but it could also feel endless pain. Most importantly, even losing consciousness would become an extravagant hope.    

Naturally, this kind of interrogation would not have any results for someone with a firm will. However, it was very obvious that this woman in front of him was not a person with a firm will.    

In fact, she was not even comparable to some international killers. At the very least, the killers knew that if they failed the mission, they would try their best to commit suicide.    

About ten minutes later, Chen Yi had used up all his magic power, but the girl's eyes were unfocused. She was suffering an unforgettable pain in her life.    

"Identity, purpose!" Chen Yi's voice was the same as before. The same thing happened to the girl, but to her, it was like she was separated by a layer of hell.    

"The Law Enforcement Witch of the Golden Voodoo Cult has come here to kidnap that young girl." The girl managed to regain her senses and fell to the ground, trembling in response.    

"Golden Voodoo Cult!?" Chen Yi had never heard of this name before. Palo City was still considered somewhat famous in the world. He had never heard of the Golden Voodoo Cult.    

He fixed his gaze on the woman. The woman's eyes were filled with fear. She was hesitating and did not want to speak, but Chen Yi wanted to raise his hand.    

"The Golden Voodoo Cult is a hidden sect located in the South Ocean. I'm just an ordinary witch of the Golden Voodoo Cult. I don't know anything else."    

"Please, forgive me. I really don't know."    

The woman was completely scared out of her wits. She backed away as if she had gone mad.    

Chen Yi looked at the woman and frowned slightly. Then, he knocked her unconscious with a finger.    

This woman's aura was different from the last time he had seen her. She was clearly two people.    

"Luring the tiger away from the mountain? That's not right. The formation I left in Baoer's room has not been activated."    

"Looks like it's just a chess piece, probing?"    

Chen Yi said to himself. He stood up quietly and left the hotel with the woman.    

When they arrived outside the hotel, Chen Yi stood with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and disappeared in a flash.    

In a tall building far away, there was an old man sitting cross-legged with a gloomy expression on his face.    

"Li Shuzhou actually has China's experts supporting him. No wonder he would rather die than submit!" The old man's face was thin, but his eyes were not only old, but also revealed a venomous venom.    

Immediately, the old man was about to turn around. Just as he was about to turn around, the old man's body suddenly shook. Then, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out.    

The old man staggered backwards. When he lifted his eyes, he saw that a person had already appeared in front of him.    

He was silent like a ghost, and his expression was calm. However, his dark golden eyes seemed to have the authority to look down upon the world.    

The old man's pupils contracted. He suddenly took a few steps back and mumbled something.    

"How dare you use such petty tricks in front of me!?" Chen Yi looked at the old man's overconfident actions and slowly spoke.    

Every word was like thunder and lightning, deafening the deaf. Every syllable made the old man feel as if he had been struck by lightning.    

In the time it took to finish a sentence, the spell that the old man was about to cast had already been shattered. Not only that, blood flowed out of his seven apertures, and he was as dumbfounded as a wooden chicken.    

Chen Yi looked at the old man. This old man's spell was comparable to the Genuine Qi Stage Martial Grandmaster of Huaxia. He should be the person who had spied on him in Lee Village.    

However, in front of him, not even a Qi Cultivating Stage would be able to withstand a single blow, let alone a practitioner of this small sorcery.    

Chen Yi floated in the air without falling. He said lightly. "Why did the Golden Voodoo Cult kidnap Lee Baoer? But what happened to Li Shuzhou and his wife!?"    

His words woke the old man up slowly. The old man looked at Chen Yi with fear in his eyes.    

"Who are you?" The old man shouted angrily.    

Chen Yi's eyes turned cold. In an instant, a layer of faint golden Qi wave swept out.    

Boom!    

The window in the room was directly destroyed. It was not broken into pieces, but turned into powder.    

Among them, the old man was like a piece of rag embedded into the wall, blood continuously flowing out of his mouth.    

"My name is Chen Yi. I am the girl you wanted to take away, Lee Baoer's brother!" Chen Yi said calmly, "She's from the Chen family in Jinling!"    

The Chen family in Jinling?    

The old man was severely injured, but when he heard Chen Yi's words, he was at a loss.    

He had heard of the Yun family. Before coming here, the Sect Master had personally warned him not to provoke them, but was the Chen family also a big family in Jinling?    

He had never heard of Li Shuzhou's background in China.    

The old man looked up. Blood was coming out of his seven apertures, but there was also hatred and anger in his eyes.    

"Do you know that the Golden Voodoo Cult dares to ruin the Golden Voodoo Cult's plans? Be careful, your family will be razed to the ground!"    

"The Vice Sect Master is about to arrive. I advise you to get lost quickly. Otherwise, the Vice Sect Master's might will be matchless, and he will burn your bones and scatter your ashes!"    

He weakly uttered vicious words, collapsing weakly onto the ground, but he still did not show any fear or fear.    

Just this point alone was countless times stronger than the woman from before.    

Chen Yi's brows slightly raised, and he could not help but laugh. "Deputy Sect Master!?"    

"The Deputy Sect Master of the Golden Voodoo Cult, even if you are an expert of Huaxia, you still have to run away from the wind. Your witchcraft is heaven and earth."    

"Hahaha, kid, now that you are kneeling and kowtowing, I can still spare your life." The old man's chin was covered in blood, but his smile was still ferocious.    

Chen Yi could see the determination of death from the old man, but he could also see the confidence, as if he was going to die for sure.    

"How far away is that vice sect master of yours from here?!" Chen Yi said indifferently.    

"What? Do you think you can face the Vice Sect Leader of the Golden Voodoo Cult?" The old man laughed weakly. Then, he coughed violently, "Even if you are an extraordinary genius of Huaxia, you are not even thirty years old!"    

"The Vice Sect Master of the Golden Voodoo Cult once fought his way into China and razed the so-called families of China. He even killed some of the real people in China and even refined them into puppets."    

Chen Yi's eyes moved slightly. He said lightly, "Oh? Refining our Huaxia martial artists into puppets, you really have the guts."    

"If I remember correctly, this Huaxia should be a forbidden zone. How could your vice sect master dare to do this?"    

"Hahahaha..." The old man suddenly laughed and said, "Brat, do you really think China is a restricted area? It was just a casual sentence. China is so big. Do you really think that Ancestor Chen has the ability to see through the heavens? "    

Let me tell you, it's still not too late for you to escape now. When the Vice Sect Master arrives, you won't be able to escape. The Golden Voodoo Cult's tracking technique is not something you can escape from. "    

"So that's how it is!" Chen Yi said with a smile, "That Ancestor Chen really can't be considered as a heaven reaching expert. The world is so big. How can a person's eyes see the dust in the world?"    

"However..."    

Chen Yi's eyes moved slightly, "There are always some ants who are unlucky and overestimate themselves."    

There were dull footsteps coming from the floor.    

In the dark corridor, there was an eight-foot tall man wearing a mask and ancient bronze armor. His entire body emitted a terrifying murderous aura.    

On the shoulder of this terrifying figure, a five-feet-tall old man sat on his shoulder.    

The old man frowned, and the puppet beneath him suddenly stopped.    

A figure could be seen. Blood covered his chin as he crawled out of the door and dropped to his knees.    

A voice filled with excitement and excitement rang out.    

"Suo Lang, welcome Deputy Sect Master!"