Chapter 1610: The Prettier the Woman, the More Dangerous She Is!
Under the gaze of countless eyes, Jiang Feng managed to kill Tuoba Yan and Su Hebalu, each meeting an even more tragic and humiliating death than the last. The officials and Managers of the Netherworld Hall became as silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to make a sound!
If not witnessed personally, who would dare believe this is true?
In the world, there are certainly people capable of defeating these elders—such as the Great Elder, the Hall Master, and those big figures from the Eighteen Hells. They can all accomplish it!
But the problem is, even for those people, they might not be able to do it as effortlessly as Jiang Feng. This is practically like slaughtering chickens and dogs!
Luo Chunqiu, lying far off on the ground, saw this scene, feeling indescribable emotions but resolved to continue pretending to be dead, refraining from further action.
At this moment, even if he could crawl up, he chose not to, wanting to see what more incredible feats Jiang Feng would display!
This time, the Great Elder couldn’t hold back, with a cold gaze, stepping forward again, but the female elder who had been silently observing, heretofore speechless, suddenly spoke.
She giggled softly, brushing her golden hair and coquettishly said, "Take it easy, Great Elder, there’s no rush; let me handle it. You, the managing agent, should continue observing; it’s not your turn to act yet!"
This female elder had blonde hair and blue eyes, an extremely alluring figure, not showing any signs of age; instead, she was bewitchingly charming, exuding charisma with every gesture.
Even her voice was soft, enchanting, and melodious, easily making people forget she was also a heinous elder!
"Basma, don’t underestimate this kid; you’ve seen how strange he is, and he might not be within your control. You better keep a close watch!" The Great Elder said coldly.
"Oh my, you’re so nagging. After all, I’m the Second Elder of the Netherworld Hall; is there any sense in being bullied at home yet standing by idly? Just stop rambling, for it’s been far too long since I last had a personal encounter with such tender meat!"
This nation-harming seductive female elder finished, then walked smilingly towards Jiang Feng, full of temptation, "Little brother, you’re impressive~ Sister likes you~ Come to sister’s arms; let sister give you a nice hug~"
Saying this, she indeed spread her arms, seeming ready to embrace Jiang Feng.
However, at this moment, Jiang Feng frowned.
He had overheard the conversation between Basma and the Great Elder!
Never had he imagined that this seemingly harmless, still charming enchantress was actually the Second Elder of the Netherworld Hall, second only to the Great Elder!
Simultaneously, Mu Qiuyi, locked in fierce combat with Takeuchi Yoko, also noticed Basma stepping forward and frowned, becoming vigilant.
This woman was certainly flirtatious and alluring, but her instincts told her that this woman was not simple, perhaps the most dangerous here, even more than the Great Elder!
She dearly wanted to warn Jiang Feng, yet tangled with Takeuchi Yoko, unable to separate, leaving her anxiously concerned.
And even Takeuchi Yoko hadn’t expected that this Chinese woman, whom she had dismissed, truly possessed strength, able to stand equal with her in prolonged battle!
To her, this was a lifetime of humiliation!
Thus, she attacked increasingly fiercely, growing more ferocious, losing all semblance of initial composure and disdain!
Jiang Feng playfully looked at Basma and said, "Sorry, I’m not interested in old witches, especially ones like you who like acting young while clearly quite aged!"
"Old... witch?!"
Basma’s expression changed dramatically upon hearing this!
Simultaneously, all the Netherworld Hall elders and Managers, once more frightened, retreated a few steps.
Within the Netherworld Hall, there existed an unwritten supreme taboo: one must not comment on the Second Elder Basma’s age!
Basma hails from the Western Regions, her cultivation technique is remarkably refined. Even more astonishing is her youthful figure and age, seemingly unchanged over the years.
Her age is actually comparable to the Great Elder, but sustained by "immortality," and normally, using even a single word like "old" to describe her is enough to enrage her. Now Jiang Feng actually calls her "old witch"...
Who would have thought, just when everyone assumed Basma would erupt in thunderous rage and unleash carnage, her expression shifted to a grieving, sorrowful look, "Oh~ little brother, saying such things to sister really makes sister sad~ Look at sister, where am I old? Isn’t this skin and figure even more tender than that woman you brought?"
"I cannot say whether she is more tender, but I do recall a saying, ’An old devil who yet does not die is truly a fiend!’"
Jiang Feng remained unfazed, smiling as he said, "Aren’t you indeed a fitting ’fiend’? Could you stop disgusting me; I’m getting goosebumps already."
"Hmph, little brother, you truly have a wicked mouth."
Basma’s face fluctuated between expressions. Finally, she squinted her eyes, biting her teeth as she said, "There’s an ancient saying in China about cherishing beauty, yet none of that spirit seems present in you!"
"You know well that true beauty is cherished, but as for you? Oh, spare me... already so old yet you continue flaunting seductively; if you aren’t disgusted, it’s giving me indigestion."
"Jiang Feng! Stop being sharp-tongued! This lady will pluck those teeth out one by one today!"
No matter her good temper, Basma was pushed beyond endurance by Jiang Feng’s mockery!
Her golden hair began to flutter spontaneously, her figure became like that of an enraged female devil, instantly appearing in front of Jiang Feng, unleashing a powerful kick aimed at him!
Though she was beautiful and had a fantastic figure, this kick’s power was truly remarkable, capable of exploding a truck in place!
The more beautiful the woman, the greater the danger!
Jiang Feng now deeply understood this saying; if he were deceived by appearances, it would be dire, akin to a toxic poppy: the more beautifully it blooms, the more lethal it becomes!
With a "bang!", Jiang Feng effortlessly raised his hand, catching Basma’s leg. The overwhelming destructive force on it was suddenly halted!
"Is this all the Second Elder of the Netherworld Hall is capable of?"
Jiang Feng disdainfully applied force, twisting Basma’s ankle.
Basma was immediately pained, her expression distorted as she glared at Jiang Feng!
She struggled desperately to pull her leg from Jiang Feng’s grasp, but it was as if caught in a vise, with no avail!
Pressured by the hysteria-inducing pain, unwilling to have her leg forcibly twisted off by Jiang Feng, she exerted a reverse pull, ripping off her half pant leg along with her boot, finally able to retreat quickly!
Afterward, the female elder, who had just been furious, stood pathetically with one bare foot and half a bare leg on the desolate desert sand, glaring with intense hatred at Jiang Feng!