My Ares Son-in-Law

Jiang Yixue's face turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead. Her body trembled slightly, her legs became weak, and she could hardly stand.

She looked at the withered figure in horror. That was not what a human being should look like at all!

The hideous face, scarlet eyes, and the black mist surrounding her body all made her feel a deep fear. The terrifying pressure was completely unbearable for her, and she blacked out in an instant.

Under this pressure, Xiao Chen remained motionless. His figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree, like an unshakable mountain.

The corners of his clothes rustled in the cold wind, but he did not show any panic. His eyes were still calm and deep, as if the horrific scene before him was just a passing cloud. There was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of disdain and ridicule, as if he was laughing at the old demon's ignorance and arrogance.

"Old thing," he said lightly, his voice was calm as if he was talking about the weather, but with an unquestionable majesty, "Have you had enough of playing tricks?" His eyes were like sharp blades, piercing the old devil's scarlet eyes. There was no fear at all, but instead a hint of sarcasm.

The old devil let out a shrill laugh, which sounded like the friction of metal and hurt the eardrums: "Arrogant!" His voice was full of anger and disdain, as if Xiao Chen's provocation had offended his dignity.

He suddenly opened his arms, his dry arms stretched out like dead branches, and black mist surged out of his body, condensing into ferocious giant pythons, pouncing on Xiao Chen with bared fangs and claws. Wherever the black mist passed, the air seemed to be corroded, making a "sizzling" sound.

At this moment, a golden light flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and the light was like a meteor that streaked across the night sky, brief but dazzling. He raised his hand gently, his movements were graceful and calm, as if he was just waving it casually. A bright golden light burst out from his palm, tearing through the black fog like a sharp sword.

The moment the golden light collided with the black fog, a deafening roar was heard, and the air waves spread out, making the surrounding rusty pipes buzz.

"Okay, okay," the old demon said with a hint of surprise in his voice, but more of anger and sarcasm, "I did underestimate you, but you underestimated our Prison Clan too much."

His voice was hoarse and low, as if it came from the depths of hell. "Although I have not fully recovered, I am not someone you, a junior, can bully." There was a condescending arrogance in his tone, as if he was sentencing Xiao Chen to death.

As soon as the words fell, a chilling wind suddenly blew up in the chemical plant. The wind was icy and biting, carrying a creepy aura, as if it was blowing from the Netherworld. The old demon's withered body slowly rose into the air, and black mist condensed around him, turning into a hideous armor.

The armor was covered with spikes, and black liquid flowed on the surface, wriggling as if it had life. His eyes glowed scarlet, like two blood-red lanterns, illuminating the dim chemical plant. The entire space was distorted under his pressure, and the air seemed to become sticky, making it difficult to breathe.

"Boy," the old demon's voice was like the friction of sandpaper, with a heart-pounding sense of oppression, "you will regret provoking me." His tone was full of threats and murderous intent, as if he had already seen Xiao Chen's tragic ending.

Xiao Chen was still standing there, his clothes were straight and straight, not even the corners of his clothes were messy. His expression was still calm, as if the horrific scene before him was just a passing cloud.

He raised his hand gently, his movements were graceful and calm, and made a "please" gesture, as if inviting the old demon to take action. The corners of his mouth even curled up into a faint smile, with a hint of disdain and ridicule.

The old demon laughed in anger, and swung his dry claws fiercely. The claws were as sharp as eagle claws, and with the sound of whistling wind, they went straight to Xiao Chen's throat. A sharp sound of breaking through the air came from the air, as if even the space was torn apart. In an instant, countless sharp blades condensed from black mist broke through the air, each of which was corrosive and poisonous, as if even the air was corroded, making a "chi chi" sound.

The sharp blades were as dense as a rainstorm. Wherever they passed, the steel was corroded with hideous holes. The rusty pipes were instantly riddled with holes and broke with a "crackling" sound. The whole chemical plant was filled with a pungent, sour smell that made people sick.

Xiao Chen did not dodge or evade, his expression remained calm, as if the fatal attack in front of him was nothing but a child's play. He simply snapped his fingers lightly, his movements as casual as brushing off the dust on his shoulders.

"Ding——" A crisp sound echoed in the chemical plant, as if an invisible barrier was unfolding around Xiao Chen.

The fierce blades shattered one after another three feet away from him, as if they had hit an invisible wall, and dissipated into tiny dots of black mist. The black mist drifted in the air and gradually merged into the surrounding darkness, as if it had never existed.

The old demon's pupils shrank, and a trace of shock and anger flashed across his scarlet eyes. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and his dry fingers twisted like dead branches, and the black mist condensed again under his control.

This time, the black mist turned into a huge python, its body as thick as a tree trunk and its scales gleaming with a metallic luster.

The python opened its bloody mouth, its fangs as sharp as blades, and pounced on Xiao Chen with a fishy smell. Wherever the python passed, a deep gully was corroded on the ground, and the concrete floor was turned over as if by a giant plow, with gravel flying everywhere.

Xiao Chen still stood there, his expression calm, he just slightly turned sideways, his movements were as light as avoiding a falling leaf. The python brushed past the corner of his clothes, and the strong wind it brought lifted the corner of his clothes, but it did not hurt him at all.

However, just when the python was about to miss, its body suddenly froze, as if it was imprisoned by an invisible force. Xiao Chen stretched out his hand without knowing when, and gently touched the python's vital point with his slender fingers. His movements were elegant and calm, as if he was just touching a work of art.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the giant python's body exploded, and the black mist scattered like smoke and dust blown away by the wind. The old demon's roar echoed in the chemical plant, with a kind of hysterical anger. He clasped his hands together suddenly, and his dry fingers clasped together tightly, making a harsh friction sound.

The metal structure of the entire chemical plant began to twist, and the rusty steel pipes and steel frames groaned as if they were under tremendous pressure.

Countless steel pipes and steel frames turned into sharp blades, stabbing at Xiao Chen from all directions. Those sharp blades flashed with cold light and whistled with the sound of wind, as if they were going to tear Xiao Chen apart completely. The air was filled with a strong metallic smell, which was suffocating.

Xiao Chen finally moved.

His figure was like a ghost, shuttling through the dense metal blades, so fast that it was almost impossible to see his movements. (End of this chapter)