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Wu Cheng's arm muscles bulged, seemingly harboring an evil power not belonging to humans. He tightly gripped Yang Jing's neck, his eyes flashing with madness. Su Jianyang struggled, trying to free his hands bound by the townspeople, but his efforts seemed futile.
In Su Jianyang's despairing gaze, Wu Cheng's arm suddenly exerted an unimaginable force. Yang Jing's eyes filled with fear and pain, his mouth open as if trying to make a sound, but only a silent scream came out. Su Jianyang watched in horror as Yang Jing's head, under Wu Cheng's demonic strength, slowly twisted and separated from his neck, ultimately being brutally uprooted with a muffled tearing sound.
Fresh blood gushed out from Yang Jing's neck like a fountain, splattering the altar and creating a terrifying scene resembling a living hell. Su Jianyang's face turned pale, with a hint of despair and indignation flashing in his eyes. He couldn't believe what was happening before him, and an indescribable pain surged in his heart.
Meanwhile, Wu Cheng burst into laughter, his laughter sounding like a devil's hymn, filled with evil and arrogance. He held Yang Jing's head in his hand, as if flaunting his victory and power. Wu Cheng's gaze lingered on Su Jianyang, full of contempt and provocation, as if challenging Su Jianyang's limits.
Su Jianyang was firmly controlled by the people of Qing Town, unable to move, and watched in horror as Wu Cheng committed his terrifying acts. A powerless roar filled with anger and despair escaped his throat. The scene before him was like a nightmare, something he couldn't accept or believe.
Wu Cheng's mouth was stained with Yang Jing's blood, seemingly intoxicated by the brutality of his actions. His eyes flickered with a mad gleam, a bottomless darkness filled with evil and destruction. He raised Yang Jing's head as if displaying a precious trophy, then bit into Yang Jing's lifeless face, savagely tearing at it.
Su Jianyang struggled hard, but was firmly held by the townspeople, and he could only watch helplessly. Yang Jing's head kept moving in Wu Cheng's hand, blood dripping from it, drop by drop, forming a stream of blood on the ground. Wu Cheng's smile twisted and sinister, as if he was enjoying the absolute control and pleasure brought by the fear.
At this moment, Su Jianyang felt an unprecedented panic. He felt a deep sense of powerlessness and despair. All of this was beyond his comprehension. Wu Cheng, who was once his colleague, had now turned into a monstrous being without humanity, wreaking havoc on everything.
Su Jianyang felt a strong sense of regret in his heart. If he had discovered Wu Cheng's abnormality earlier, perhaps things wouldn't have come to this. But now, everything seemed to be too late. His eyes were filled with anger and frustration, but also with helplessness. How should he deal with this nightmarish tragedy?
Su Jianyang watched all of this happen in shock and disbelief. Wu Cheng's insane behavior completely exceeded his understanding. Yang Jing's head was casually discarded by Wu Cheng like trash, rolling onto the cold ground, emitting a piercing echo.
Wu Cheng stood on the altar, hands raised high as if performing some kind of evil ritual. His eyes shimmered with madness, a twisted smile on his lips. The air seemed filled with an ominous presence, the atmosphere growing increasingly oppressive as if some unknown force was gathering.
"The number of sacrifices is sufficient, everything is in place! Let me descend!" Wu Cheng's voice echoed across the entire clearing, filled with confidence and arrogance. His hands seemed to be summoning some ancient and malevolent power, a strange black mist beginning to form around his body as if the forces of Darkness were coalescing.
Su Jianyang felt an invisible pressure, as if a malicious force was surrounding him. He realized that Wu Cheng's plan might be even more terrifying than he had imagined. Wu Cheng was no longer the person he knew, but had become a being completely controlled by dark forces.
Wu Cheng's posture on the altar became increasingly intense, as if he was entering a supernatural state, as if he was engaging in a mysterious communication with some evil force. The air around became heavier, and a sense of foreboding enveloped the entire clearing.
Su Jianyang watched Wu Cheng's movements and realized that he couldn't just sit and wait for death. He struggled to twist his thigh, causing the talisman water in his pocket to hit the nearby townspeople. The water bottle shattered upon impact, and the talisman water spilled from his pants, causing the townspeople to convulse and contort their faces, emitting piercing screams. Su Jianyang felt the bindings on his thigh loosen, giving him a glimmer of hope. His heart raced, sweat dripped from his forehead, but his eyes were filled with determination.
Seizing this brief opportunity, Su Jianyang exerted all his strength to break free from the control of the other townspeople. His movements were fast and powerful, filled with a resolute desperation. Each struggle brought excruciating pain, but he couldn't stop; he knew this was his only chance.
In pain and effort, Su Jianyang finally pushed away another townsfolk and felt a hint of freedom. He quickly turned around and struck the townsfolk behind him with his elbow. Although their reactions seemed slow, their large numbers created immense pressure on Su Jianyang.
Su Jianyang once again focused on Wu Cheng, who was still immersed in the evil ritual, causing his heart to sink. He had to make the final strike while Wu Cheng had not yet completed the ritual.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the fear and uncertainty in his heart, and exerted all his strength to charge forward, silently reciting the last words left to him by witch Li, hoping to find the key to defeating Wu Cheng. Every step forward was a firm declaration of resistance against the forces of Darkness. In this life-and-death duel, Su Jianyang would go all out for Qing Town and for all the innocent people.
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