Evan Lin's words had barely fallen.
Uncle Cheng's face twitched. He shot a glance at the two remaining Ma Family men beside him.
This time, the Ancient-Martial Ma Family hadn't sent many people. After all, in their eyes, the entire Zhan Family wasn't worth mentioning.
As for the wedding between Maran Ma and Tanya Zhan, the Ma Family saw it as nothing but a formality.
Sending two third-grade Pointing-to-Mystery Elders, along with a squad of Ma Family-trained fighters, was already giving plenty of face. They never imagined things would turn out like this.
A whole squad of Ma Family fighters couldn't withstand even a single move from their opponent.
The two third-grade Pointing-to-Mystery Elders were instantly killed.
Maran Ma was sent flying through the air like a ball, unable to land even once.
Among the remaining Ma Family trio, Uncle Cheng was just an attendant; the other two were true death-soldiers.
At Uncle Cheng's signal, the two didn't hesitate—they rushed straight toward Evan Lin.
Bella Bai exclaimed in shock, and everyone was stunned by what they saw.
In the eyes of the onlookers, the force barrier behind Master Lin from Seacrest still crisscrossed, but the seemingly invincible force had no effect at all when it struck the green mass.
The force had no effect on the green mass!
Hmm?
Evan Lin glanced sideways, catching a glimpse behind him.
That green mass instantly reached his back and vanished into Evan Lin's body, disappearing without a trace.
As if it had never appeared at all.
Ha ha!
Uncle Cheng's face was wild with joy as he burst out laughing. "You're finished!"
Master Lin from Seacrest, right?
Let me tell you, those two were Corpse-Hosts cultivated by our Ancient-Martial Markham Clan's secret arts. The Ghost-Shade Devourer Worms inside them are born to feed on inner force and meridians!
Once they enter your body, they can't be expelled by inner force. They'll consume all your inner strength and meridians until nothing is left of you!
At most, you have three days. Within three days, your inner force will completely vanish. And if I'm not mistaken, your inner force is already completely sealed!
At this, Uncle Cheng stepped forward, his eyes wary but mostly excited.
As Uncle Cheng finished speaking...
With a thud.
Martin Markham, who had been battered by countless blows of inner force midair, finally crashed to the ground.
He was limp all over, lying there like a boneless fish.
See that? His inner force is gone!
Uncle Cheng shouted loudly as he watched the scene unfold.
His inner force really disappeared!
It's such a pity about Master Lin from Seacrest.
Sigh, I thought Master Lin from Seacrest had already won, but he was just one move short. The Ancient-Martial Markham Clan really is a step ahead.
The onlookers saw the Ghost-Shade Devourer Worms enter Master Lin from Seacrest's body and, after so long, he still couldn't force them out with his inner force.
Plus, Martin Markham, who had been flying around for ages, finally landed.
Everyone believed Uncle Cheng's words even more.
Master Lin from Seacrest's inner force has completely vanished. The Ghost-Shade Devourer Worms are our Ancient-Martial Markham Clan's ultimate killing tool.
For a mere Master Lin from Seacrest to make us use Corpse-Hosts, you can die with honor—it's worthy of your life!
Uncle Cheng laughed wildly, standing there and watching Master Lin from Seacrest, his eyes cold and sharp.
I've heard of the Ghost-Shade Devourer Worms before, but never thought I'd see them for real today.
Standing there, Patriarch Yun's pale face finally regained some color. He looked coldly at Evan Lin's back and spoke: "Stop struggling. You don't understand how terrifying these worms are."
It's said these worms don't even belong to this world anymore. Whether Vajra or Pointing-to-Mystery, anyone who encounters them can only await death.
Moreover, the stronger your inner force, the stronger the Ghost-Shade Devourer Worms become. They feed on strength, and with someone as tasty as you, they'll only grow stronger than you!
Patriarch Yun's face brightened, suddenly seeing hope where he thought there was only doom.
Is that your answer?
Evan Lin turned to look at Patriarch Yun, his expression unchanged.
Stop pretending. As far as I know, the Ghost-Shade Devourer Worms have never failed. You still act calm in front of me—do you think I'll be scared?
Patriarch Yun stared at Evan Lin, his gaze icy cold.
Stop wasting words with him.
Uncle Cheng's hand flashed, producing a dagger with a reversed edge.
He walked step by step toward Evan Lin, grinning. "So many of the Markham Clan's experts died this time, and two elders fell by your hand. Even if I go back, I'll probably face punishment."
But now, if I take you down with one cut, I'll have accomplished a great feat—no punishment, only reward.
Master Lin from Seacrest, just think of it as doing a good deed. If I bring your head back, maybe the clan leader will reward me with the Markham surname!
Prepare to die!
Uncle Cheng squinted, rushed forward, and swung his blade.
Standing there, Evan Lin's body began to glow green.
In the next instant, a torrent of Ghost-Shade Devourer Worms surged from Evan Lin's body, instantly engulfing Uncle Cheng.
Ah!
Uncle Cheng let out a series of heart-wrenching screams.
Patriarch Yun's face, which had finally regained some composure, suddenly collapsed.
His legs trembled, and he suddenly fell to his knees.