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"run!"

As soon as Chen Guan finished speaking, he rushed off in the opposite direction.

Long Ao reacted quickly as well, starting almost simultaneously, and the two rushed into the alleyway next to them one after the other.

A whooshing sound came from behind.

A dark figure leaped off the rooftop, landing without making a sound, like a cat.

Chen Guan caught a glimpse of the man's silhouette out of the corner of his eye. He was tall and slender, wearing a black trench coat and a half-silver mask on his face.

"Those who embrace flesh and blood," Long Ao said in a low voice. Jiangcheng was their stronghold, so he had seen many of these fanatics.

The two ran wildly through the alley, but the pursuer didn't rush to make a move, maintaining a distance of about twenty meters at all times, as if toying with his prey.

"What is he waiting for?" Long Ao asked.

"Wait until we run into the encirclement," Chen Guan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures suddenly appeared at the alleyway ahead, wearing the same black trench coats and the same silver masks.

three people.

Chen Guan stopped, and Long Ao stopped as well.

"Hey kid carrying the coffin," the pursuer behind him said, his voice rather unpleasant, "Hand over the contents, and I'll spare your life."

"What is it?" Chen Guan asked.

"Playing dumb?"

"I really don't know," Chen Guan said, shrugging. "You've got the wrong person."

The three trackers exchanged a glance.

"Then break his legs first, and ask him slowly."

As soon as the words were spoken, the three of them moved at the same time.

Long Ao unleashed a punch, the wind whistling as it hurtled towards the nearest pursuer.

The opponent raised his hand to block, and his arm instantly swelled and deformed, with strange flesh and blood patterns surging beneath his skin.

boom!

Their fists and palms collided, and Long Ao took three steps back, while his opponent remained motionless.

Long Ao's face was grim. This was the signature ability of the Flesh Embrace, which allowed him to gain superhuman strength by modifying his body. The price was the gradual loss of his humanity, and if he was not careful, he would turn into a deformed monster.

The power of demons is not so easy to obtain.

The other two pursuers had already rushed toward Chen's coffin.

Chen Guan did not fight head-on. Instead, he dodged and slashed at one of them with his scythe.

The man reached out to block, but the scythe suddenly turned in mid-air and struck another pursuer in the face.

boom!

The mask shattered, revealing half a distorted face, with something wriggling beneath the skin.

"Illusion?" the man sneered. "Useless."

Chen Guan didn't speak, but his spiritual power quietly spread out.

The next second, all three trackers stopped at the same time.

The scene they saw began to distort, and the figure of the coffin multiplied into three, each moving in a different direction.

"Disperse your attack!"

The three each chose a target and attacked simultaneously.

Then they all came up empty-handed.

The real Chen Guan had already led Long Ao out of the encirclement and was running towards the other end of the street.

"Illusion magic?" came the pursuer's voice from behind. "Interesting."

The three men caught up again, this time even faster than before.

Chen Guan frowned.

These people are all around the third rank, not strong. He and Long Ao can handle them if they waste some time, but the problem is, who knows when their reinforcements will arrive.

"Can we shake them off?" Long Ao asked.

"It will take time." Chen Guan looked at his pitiful agility. He couldn't fly, so the only way to shake him off was through illusion.

"Then let's fight." Long Ao stopped and turned to face the pursuers.

"Don't be impulsive," Chen Guan pulled him back. "You can't win."

"What should we do then?"

"wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until they stop on their own."

"Wait for them to stop on their own?" Long Ao frowned. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Chen Guan did not answer, his gaze sweeping towards the end of the street.

The three pursuers had closed to within ten meters. One of them had an arm that had swelled to twice the thickness of a normal person's, and the flesh beneath his skin was writhing, making a sickeningly loud cracking sound.

"Last chance," the man said hoarsely. "Hand over the goods."

"I told you, I don't know what you're talking about." Chen Guan took a half step back, holding his scythe horizontally in front of him.

"Then don't blame us..."

Before the words were finished, a deep, animalistic roar came from the other end of the street.

The three trackers froze simultaneously.

Long Ao was also stunned.

The sound was unlike anything you'd hear in a modern city; it sounded more like the roar of a wild animal coming from the wilderness.

The next second, a giant white tiger stepped out of the shadows.

It is over five meters long and nearly two meters tall at the shoulder, and every step it takes causes the ground to tremble slightly.

Tiger's eyes were pure gold, staring at the three pursuers as if they were three pieces of moving flesh.

"Summoning?" one of the trackers asked, his voice trembling.

"No, this aura... Run!"

The three men completely lost their arrogance and turned to run away.

The white tiger did not chase, but simply opened its massive jaws, and an invisible wave spread out.

The three pursuers froze instantly, as if nailed to the spot by an invisible force, unable to move even a finger.

"What kind of monster is this?!"

One of them cried out in terror.

"It's not a monster." A lazy male voice rang out, "It's my pet. Don't talk nonsense, or it will get angry."

A man in a suit emerged from behind the giant tiger, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and walked with a casual gait as if he were strolling around his own living room.

"Lin Jiu?" Chen Guan asked tentatively.

"Oh, you know me?" The man took a sip of his drink. "That makes things easier; no need for introductions."

He walked up to the three pursuers, patted one of them on the face, and said, "You lowly lackeys of the Flesh Embrace, chasing after two students all this way? Does your boss know?"

The man tried to speak, but could only utter muffled sounds.

"Oh, I forgot to release the suppression." Lin Jiu snapped his fingers.

The three of them collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"Tell me, why are we chasing them?" Lin Jiu squatted down, his tone as relaxed as if he were chatting about the weather.

"We...we were just carrying out a mission..."

"What are the mission details?"

"Take back...take back what Chen Guan stole..."

Lin Jiu raised an eyebrow: "Chen Guan? This child?"

"Yes...yes..."

"Interesting." Lin Jiu stood up and looked at Chen Guan. "Did you do this?"

Chen Guan paused for two seconds: "No."

"That's right." Lin Jiu waved his hand, took out a palm-sized black box from his pocket, and tossed it to Chen Guan: "I did it, it's yours."

Chen Guan caught the box and sensed a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.

"What is this?"

"The medium for the demonic contract," Lin Jiu said. "Flesh Embrace wanted to use it to summon a little demon, but I took it beforehand. Sorry for dragging you into this."

Chen Guan's heart tightened.

He was certain he didn't know Lin Jiu, let alone have any grudge against him: "Why me? And why me?"

Lin Jiu maintained a polite smile: "For no reason, perhaps it's fate."

Chen Guan didn't reply, he just stared at the box in his hand.

Why would the Embrace of Flesh and Blood summon demons?

"Because their leader is dying." Lin Jiu's tone became serious: "The power of the Flesh Embrace comes from the blessing of demons, but the price is lifespan and sanity. Their leader can't last much longer, so they want to summon demons to obtain more powerful strength to prolong their lives."

"What does that have to do with us?" Long Ao asked, puzzled.