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With a creak, the factory's main door swung open, letting in a burst of light.
"Who is it?!" The young man turned around, and his body produced two voices at once, which was quite strange.
Ye Mingshang caught some of their conversation; it seemed that this Fellow had developed a split personality, which theoretically could exist.
Ye Mingshang calmly looked up at the young man on the high platform and said lightly, "So it's you... who killed Qingyang's Fellow."
"Hmph! What Qingyang Mountain sheep? I don't know any! You Fellow, get lost before I change my mind!" The young man waved his hand and shouted loudly. However, before Ye Mingshang could respond, he bent slightly and laughed strangely, saying, "Hehehe... since you're here, how can I let you go? Naturally, I have to cut you down for it to be satisfying!"
"Get lost! You can't control my body!"
"Hehehe, your body? This is also my body! What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine! Hahaha!"
Seeing this young man acting like a madman, Ye Mingshang became more certain of his guess. It was highly likely that this Fellow had developed a dual personality due to the awakening of Demonic Blood, becoming as cruel and bloodthirsty as the demon race, and was uncontrollable.
"Hey! Didn't I tell you to get lost?! Why aren't you leaving?!" The young man suddenly pointed at Ye Mingshang and shouted.
"Leave? Hehe!" Ye Mingshang chuckled lightly. "You killed my friend, and I traveled all this way just to confront you. Do you really think you can make me leave with just one sentence? Don't you find that ridiculous?"
"Hahahaha! Kid! Did you see? It's not that I'm not letting him go; it's that this Fellow doesn't know how to appreciate kindness. Don't stop me; I'm going to cut him down!" The young man laughed maniacally, his eyes wide open with a cruel smile, his expression extremely twisted.
Whoosh! Bang!
The young man leaped down from a height of over ten meters, landing heavily on the ground and shattering the concrete floor beneath him, creating a "spider web" of cracks spreading out from his feet.
"Hehehe... kid, grandpa was just bored and wanted to watch someone; you showed up just in time. Since you're so considerate, I'll let you enjoy it for a while longer. Yahahahaha!" The young man cackled as he drew a knife from his waist.
The knife was three feet long, its sheath gleaming silver with intricate patterns.
Ye Mingshang focused his gaze. "Is this the knife...?"
Without time to think further, the young man swung his hand to draw the Tang Dao, instantly causing silver light to flash dazzlingly.
"I'll cut you!" the young man shouted excitedly, his body lunging forward at an incredible speed towards Ye Mingshang, moving faster than a speeding bull.
"Too slow..." Ye Mingshang replied calmly, shifting slightly to the side as the young man rushed past him.
Screech!
The young man abruptly stopped, leaving marks on the ground from his shoes, and turned to Ye Mingshang with a strange grin. "Hehe! I didn't expect you to be a master; this is going to be fun."
With that, he charged forward again, swinging his Tang Dao to unleash a Cold Radiance.
Ye Mingshang easily dodged again, and the young man couldn't stop himself from rushing forward once more. His blade inadvertently grazed a nearby iron frame, cutting through it as if it were nothing. Two seconds later, the iron frame suddenly split apart diagonally into two pieces.
With a clang, the iron frame fell to the ground, its edges smooth as if meticulously polished.
"What a sharp blade," Ye Mingshang remarked, his gaze sharpening.
"Hehe! I'm going to chop you into pieces!" the young man screeched as he charged again, moving even faster and shattering a piece of ground beneath him.
For now, this Fellow was in control; it seemed his true form was quite powerful. Ye Mingshang thought to himself as he calmly dodged another strike. This time, the young man didn't recklessly rush in but instead stood firm and swung his blade again.
While pondering continuously, his body instinctively evaded each slash. Seeing Ye Mingshang's nonchalant demeanor only fueled the young man's anger; he preferred to shatter everything rather than engage in pointless swings that failed to touch even a corner of Ye Mingshang.
"Ah!"
Finally unable to hold back any longer, the young man shouted loudly and swung his Tang Dao horizontally for a decisive strike.
"Clang."
"What?!" the young man exclaimed in shock.
The blade that could cut through iron was blocked by an unassuming wooden box. No, it was more accurate to say it was trapped. The entire blade was almost completely engulfed by the box, which tightly gripped the Tang Dao at its midpoint.
"Damn it!" The young man angrily tried to pull out his blade, but despite exerting all his strength, he could only make it wiggle slightly.
"Your strength is not weak, but unfortunately, you don't know how to utilize it," Ye Mingshang said calmly.
The young man was furious. "Bastard! Don't get too carried away!"
Ye Mingshang glanced at him quietly and replied indifferently, "The one getting carried away is you... you little brat..."
As she spoke, Ye Mingshang lifted her right foot and lightly tapped the young man's wrist where he held the knife. With a sharp crack, the young man screamed in agony, clutching his wrist and quickly retreating, abandoning the Tang Dao.
"Damn it..." Five meters away, the young man covered his wrist with one hand, his eyes fixed on Ye Mingshang, his teeth grinding in frustration.
His right hand hung limply at his side; despite covering it with his other hand, he couldn't hide the swollen forearm. He felt extremely unwilling and completely didn't understand where this seemingly young yet terrifyingly powerful Fellow had come from. Why was he targeted right after gaining a new lease on life? If only he had a bit more time...
Ye Mingshang didn't care what he was thinking. She grasped the hilt of the Tang Dao and attempted to draw it out but suddenly paused for a moment.
"Now's my chance!" The young man's eyes lit up as he lunged forward with a speed far surpassing before. However, just as he was about to succeed, a gleaming Tang Dao was placed across his neck. The sharp aura of the blade made him dare not move an inch; his outstretched hand was stuck in an awkward position, unable to advance or retreat.
"Phew! That was close. Such strong demonic energy almost made me lose focus for a moment," Ye Mingshang exhaled, feeling a sense of dread. Just as she grasped the hilt of the knife, a powerful surge of demonic energy had tried to invade her mind. Fortunately, she managed to suppress it, but even so, it took a moment of her time. Normally that wouldn't matter much, but in this life-and-death battle, even a moment could mean death. If she had hesitated any longer, she might have ended up in the Underworld serving there.
(To be continued.)
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