Chapter 1613: Truly Defying Heaven!
Jiang Feng immediately showed an expression of being both entranced and ensnared, walking towards Basma in the water as if he had lost his mind.
Basma, on the other hand, had an expression of having set up a trap, waiting for Jiang Feng to walk into it.
No matter how young and wicked he might be, isn’t he still too young?
"Splash!"
As Jiang Feng took a step into the water, he excitedly walked towards Basma.
And Basma seemed like an alluring mermaid, striking seductive poses and giggling as she swam towards Jiang Feng.
"Little brother, you’ve finally come~ Elder sister has been waiting for this moment~"
She was entirely nude, sensuously approaching, lightly stroking Jiang Feng’s hair, and said with a charming smile, "Here, elder sister is yours~ You can do whatever you want with elder sister~ No one will ever know..."
"Really, will no one know?" Jiang Feng asked with a simple-minded expression.
"Of course~ Come on~ Don’t restrain yourself anymore~ Elder sister is your gentle battlefield..."
Basma deliberately moved closer to Jiang Feng’s ear, exhaling fragrant breath, and the sweet scent tickled Jiang Feng’s ear, making it itch and tingle.
And Basma even took the opportunity to grab one of Jiang Feng’s hands, placing it on her impressive body.
"But... if I were to have you, wouldn’t I end up dying horribly?"
Jiang Feng suddenly asked seriously, "Wouldn’t I end up like King Zhou, drained dry, and die with unclosed eyes?"
"You...what did you say?!"
At such a soul-stealing moment, Jiang Feng uttered such a sentence, something Basma hadn’t expected!
For a moment, the seductive expression on her face faltered, and she said in a daze, "H-how is that possible?"
"This illusion you’ve set up is quite decent, even if there really were succubi in this world, I guess they would use methods like yours, opening my eyes a bit." Jiang Feng playfully smiled again.
"You..."
Basma instantly retreated, looking at Jiang Feng in disbelief!
Could it be that Jiang Feng was not captivated by her exotic scent and illusion technique?
But how was this possible, she had already used them to the extreme, and there was no flaw; any man in the world with normal desires couldn’t possibly remain unaffected!
"A novel approach, yet soul-devouring, you must have relied on this trick to truly obtain the position of Second Elder of the Netherworld Hall, and you must have harmed many people, right?" Jiang Feng playfully smiled again, looking at Basma.
"Jiang Feng, are you not a man? You... you can actually remain indifferent to my ultimate illusion?!" Basma was finally somewhat angered and embarrassed, and found it even more unacceptable!
A technique that was always successful, how could it fail at the most critical moment today?!
"Want to know why?" Jiang Feng’s face was full of sarcasm: "That’s because, I have so many more stunningly beautiful women around me than you, so with you, an old seductress, I’m already immune, and more importantly, you truly underestimated me!"
With that said, Jiang Feng had no intention of wasting more time with Basma, and a terrifying killing aura erupted from him!
Basma began to feel the danger, and even the carefully set Pool Illusion was shaken to the verge of collapse!
"You... you want to kill me?!"
Basma, even more panic-stricken, retreated in the water, yet still maintained a final coquettish and pitiful expression, placing a finger in her mouth, saying, "But are you willing? I am a true extraordinary beauty..."
Jiang Feng chuckled, shook his head, and in an instant, he lunged towards Basma!
She wanted to seduce and kill him without consequence, so she couldn’t blame him for being ruthless!
Basma stared with wide-open eyes in horror, blurting out, "No... don’t!!!!"
In that closed "Mongolian tent," no one knew what was happening inside.
Even the Great Elder only watched with bated breath, not daring to make a reckless move.
Inside, one could hear waves of turmoil and screams.
And then, with a "Bang!!!", the sand-covered "Mongolian tent," hiding ugliness and misunderstanding, exploded into powder, scattering into the air!
In an instant, it turned into a cloud of yellow sand, drifting with the wind, as if nothing had ever happened.
And when everyone looked again, they saw at the center of the dissipating "Mongolian tent," only Jiang Feng was left, unharmed, with a face full of contemptuous smile.
Under his feet lay a shriveled and hideous old woman!
This old woman was none other than Basma, who had not long ago been exquisitely seductive and too beautiful to look at directly.
But now Basma had been completely dealt with by Jiang Feng, her powers gone, naturally exposing her true form.
She was actually an old lady over a hundred years old, her body shriveled like tree bark, wrinkled and shriveled, more terrifying than any mummified female ghost!
"You, you actually..."
The Great Elder widened his eyes, looking at Jiang Feng in disbelief!
He was full of regret; he hadn’t expected that the unheeding Basma would eventually still be killed by Jiang Feng!
This left him feeling regretful and pained, but that was secondary; the key was, once the Hall Master returned and learned of this, how would he explain? The Hall Master would question him!
And at the same time, the senior officials and managers of the Netherworld Hall, at this moment, did not even have the mind to kneel before Jiang Feng!
Too incredible, simply too incredible!
They had already witnessed, one after another, elders tragically die violently at Jiang Feng’s hands!
Now, even the Second Elder, putting everything on the line, had been ruthlessly eliminated by Jiang Feng!
And the Second Elder had even been forced back to her original form, dying without dignity!
Was it really possible that in the vast Netherworld Hall, no one could stop this peerless demon?
Only the last line of defense was left with the Great Elder!
And the only consolation was the distant Mu Qiuyi.
Jiang Feng was unharmed, and in the end, he wasn’t seduced by that old bewitching woman, which made her extremely relieved in her heart.
However, she couldn’t help but develop a slight admiration and respect for Jiang Feng...
This kind of unwavering composure is not something just any man in the world can achieve...
"This kid has something, lucky for me I didn’t make my move earlier..."
Takeuchi Yoko, who was fiercely battling with Mu Qiuyi, felt relieved at this moment too.
Luckily, Mu Qiuyi provoked her at the beginning, otherwise, she couldn’t guarantee she would still be alive now!
Most likely she would have been defeated too because her strength was not as good as the Second Elder’s!
She was already thinking about how to escape this place if the Great Elder couldn’t hold on later...
"Your Netherworld Hall, truly has all kinds of ’talent’."
After everything had settled down, Jiang Feng’s voice was still so casual and detached, yet full of disdain and mockery, speaking to the Great Elder: "But not a single one is truly worth looking at, now only you are left, I hope you can give me a little surprise, don’t prove to be such worthless trash."