The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1157: Chapter 1157: I Don’t Want Your Submission, I Only Want You Dead!

In the blink of an eye, only the leading man of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect disciples who had shown up remained. He transformed into a black light in terror and fled swiftly.

Carson Flores’s eyes were ice-cold as he took a step, instantly tracking the escapee.

The man in the black robe managed to flee hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye. When he caught his breath and looked back, his heart suddenly dropped into an icy abyss.

Carson Flores was right behind him, watching him coldly.

Despair rose to the top of his head, and the man in the mask broke into a mad dash once again.

Carson Flores suddenly spoke, ”You’ve run far enough; it’s about time. Catch him.”

The masked man was stunned for a moment. To whom was Carson Flores speaking?

The moment doubt started to rise in his heart, a tremendous force suddenly came crashing down from the sky.

Before the masked man could recover his senses, he was struck by the force like a tidal wave, slamming heavily into the ground and creating a large hole.

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out; the masked man felt countless bones in his body break.

It wasn’t Carson Flores who had made the move!

The masked man finally realized the truth—as Carson Flores had been chasing him from behind, the attack had come from above!

Carson Flores floated down, standing beside the large pit, looking indifferently at the masked man inside, with the Emperor Seal floating beside him.

”Fairy, I need his memories.”

A light flickered, and a figure appeared beside Carson Flores, graceful and clearly a woman, but her face was indiscernible amid the bright light.

Cristopher Hopkins Immortal floated in front of the masked man and reached out a slender finger towards his forehead.

”Bang!”

The mask shattered, revealing a handsome face filled with shock and disbelief.

”Immortal!”

The man looked at Cristopher Hopkins Immortal in front of him with terror, his very soul shook, and he finally understood everything!

Why could Carson Flores crush a Hollow Void Practitioner with his bare hands?

Because it wasn’t he who had struck the blow!

He was just putting on a show; the real attack had come from an Immortal hidden aside!

An Immortal was actually by Carson Flores’s side!

This truth left him utterly devastated—what had they all done?

How was this different from sending oneself to death!

”Carson Flores, spare me. I am willing to submit, even to serve as a slave. I’ll tell you everything...”

Carson Flores replied indifferently, ”I don’t need your submission; I just want you to die.”

Cristopher Hopkins Immortal’s finger touched the man’s forehead, and he immediately screamed in agony, his face twisting like crumpled paper.

”If you kill me, it will do you no good. I can sign a Blood Covenant and serve you as my master...”

Carson Flores calmly replied, ”As I said, you sewer rats who feast on others all deserve to go to Hell!”

The man couldn’t withstand the torture of the Soul Searching Technique. His Primordial Spirit flickered out, intending to burrow into the ground.

”Ding!”

The ready Emperor Seal gave a light tremor, and the man’s Primordial Spirit immediately froze. The Emperor Seal directly smashed down on it.

The Primordial Spirit shattered bit by bit. Carson Flores reached out his hand and casually grabbed the shattered Primordial Spirit.

”Josy, here’s an extra meal for you.”

Josy peeked out from a bag, joyfully swallowing the man’s Primordial Spirit.

Although not as nourishing as the Primordial Spirit of Immortal Slaves, for Josy, the Great Perfection of Hollow Void was an extraordinarily replenishing delicacy.

Blood trickled from the man’s lips; his screams grew weaker as his gaze became lifeless. His body trembled involuntarily from the innate agony.

The Soul Searching Technique was akin to torture, unbearable as worse than death.

Carson Flores’s expression remained cold, devoid of any sympathy.

It wasn’t just because they were enemies, but because none of them could be considered human!

Soon, Cristopher Hopkins Immortal finished the Soul Searching Technique, and the man had lost his life to the excruciating pain of the process.

Carson Flores asked, ”Fairy, how did it go? Did you find anything?”

”There’s a fair bit of information.”

Cristopher Hopkins Immortal slowly shared with Carson Flores the information she had acquired. After listening carefully, many of his puzzles were resolved. Yet, even more questions arose.

The person in the True Dragon Secret Realm who had acquired the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect’s legacy and the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array—was he an enemy of his?

Previously, he targeted three Sects for attack, including the Thousand Swords Sect of Nutwood Mountain. Now, he was directly targeting Carson Flores himself, calling him out by name for his death.

What had Carson Flores done in the True Dragon Secret Realm to offend someone to the extent that they’d do anything to kill him?

Carson Flores thought long but remained clueless.

”Thank you for today, Fairy. If not for you, I would have had some trouble...”

Cristopher Hopkins Immortal smiled and said, ”We’re bound together; if you die, who will help me resurrect? Naturally, I would help you. However, you need to quickly figure out how to resurrect my body; otherwise, my Immortal Spiritual Force won’t sustain me for too many more actions.”

Carson Flores nodded, ”I’ll start collecting the herbs later and refine the Great Land Resurrection Pill.”

”Let’s go back.”

Cristopher Hopkins Immortal’s radiant figure disappeared, vanishing into thin air, but Carson Flores knew well she was always beside him, invisible to cultivators due to her stealth technique.

Carson Flores, carrying the man’s body, returned to the previous location; the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Array had been thoroughly destroyed.

Kash Lam saw Carson Flores returning and stepped forward, ”Did you get him?”

Carson Flores shook the body in his hand, ”Yeah... the others?”