I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 619 - 365: Seven Days to Conquer the World (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 619: Chapter 365: Seven Days to Conquer the World (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2

The influential figures from Japan, who had been dining in the pavilion on the side of the courtyard, were originally enjoying the pleasure brought by the delicious food and scenery. At this moment, they were all stunned.

Their eyes widened.

Clearly, they hadn’t processed what was happening before them.

Who am I? Where am I? What’s happening?

At first, they even stopped moving their chopsticks to their mouths.

It was understandable to be unresponsive when such a situation suddenly occurs while eating.

But after a short while, shock and confusion turned into unmistakable fear and unease.

The dust gradually cleared.

They could clearly see a figure slowly standing up in the middle of the crater.

"Is this..." one of them recovered first, asking in a trembling voice, "Did this person fall from the sky?"

The others didn’t respond, only exchanging frightened glances.

Before the dust settled.

They could deceive themselves into thinking it was some high-altitude falling object.

Even though there were no tall buildings around, just the holiday villas beside them.

But, to avoid their thoughts from becoming reality, they could only hope that perhaps something had fallen from a passing plane.

No matter how impossible that seemed.

But now that the dust had cleared, there was no more self-deception.

Everyone could see the figure.

And as the dust settled, the figure became clearer and more distinctly matched the person in everyone’s minds.

Obviously.

The person who had come was Chen Yun!

And by the looks of it, he didn’t come with good intentions.

They realized that their secretive actions might have been exposed to the eyes of the other party, and the Chen Yun who descended from the sky might just be here to settle scores.

Their thoughts were extremely complicated.

Because just a short time ago, these people were conspiring on how to covertly test this legendary powerhouse.

At this moment, faced with the sudden appearance of the person in question.

Their guilt and timidity reached their peak.

Beneath their deep-seated craftiness.

They should have been able to lie with their eyes open, trying to bluff their way through.

After all, they were shrewd people who had managed to rise in the ranks and become influential.

Lying with their eyes open was their instinct.

But in front of Chen Yun, who was silently standing up, they found that just staying on their feet without trembling was already because of their worldliness.

Otherwise, they would’ve likely been overwhelmed by the intangible pressure and unable to catch their breath.

A person’s reputation precedes them, just as a tree casts its shadow.

The name Chen Yun made it difficult for them not to fear.

The air was filled with a suffocating presence, and even the surrounding scenery seemed to lose its charm.

After the tranquility of the courtyard was shattered, all that was left was the sound of their heartbeats and the occasional tweeting of birds in the distance, making everything feel so unreal.

In this serene yet tense atmosphere, no one dared to make a move; everyone held their breath and focused intently on the figure that had descended from the sky.

Waiting for the unknown fate to befall them.

Chen Yun didn’t waste any words.

He still had a world to conquer.

He didn’t need to torment these rats too long.

With a wave of his hand, the "Spiritual Position" instantly controlled all five people in front of him, leaving them unable to move.

Then.

The powerful "Spiritual Position" started to control the five people into forming a circle, forcing them all to bend down and bow toward the buttocks of the person in front.

This scene.

The few Japanese who had been playfully enjoying their twisted fun suddenly realized something was wrong.

One of them subconsciously tried to cry out.

Obviously, he wanted to say something to Chen Yun.

Chen Yun didn’t care whether it was a plea for mercy or an explanation.

He was in a hurry and didn’t want to listen to nonsensical talk.

After all, he didn’t need any evidence to prove his judgment on these people’s crimes.

So,

Spiritual Position immediately destroyed their tongues, enforcing a permanent silence on him and all the others.

The five people suddenly became unable to speak, only emitting meaningless moans.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard became unbearably tense, the five Japanese high-ups terrified out of their wits by the unexpected turn of events, yet utterly immobilized by the effect of Spiritual Position.

The burly middle-aged man was covered in sweat, his eyes filled with despair. As an important military figure, he had seen countless life-and-death situations, but the fear Chen Yun inspired far surpassed any he had experienced before. His hands trembled uncontrollably, his fingers still clutching chopsticks nearly breaking them.

The nearly sixty-year-old elder’s face was pale, lips tightly shut, veins bulging on his forehead. As a core member of the government, he was well aware of Chen Yun’s strength and background, feeling an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. Regret filled his heart for getting involved in this dangerous and greedy game.

The young woman’s eyes brimmed with fear and helplessness. As head of the intelligence department, she had collected information on Chen Yun numerous times but had never imagined she’d face him. Her body shook like a sieve, a strong will to survive surging within her, but she knew any struggle was futile.

The skinny middle-aged man, an expert in the technological domain, was aware of Chen Yun’s technical prowess and had even fantasized about using Chen Yun’s strength for personal gain. But now, he realized he had made a fatal mistake. His heart raced, nearly bursting from his chest.

The old man with a sickly appearance breathed rapidly, his eyes flickering with despair. As a financial giant, he had thought money could solve all problems, but now he understood some things couldn’t be changed with money. His hands tightly gripped the armrests of his chair, his nails digging deep into the wood, leaving scratch marks.

Chen Yun looked at the individuals, his gaze sharp as a knife’s edge.

He didn’t say a word, just manipulating Spiritual Position to commence his next maneuver.

The immense force of Spiritual Position, irresistible to ordinary people,

now served as a guiding hand, and in an instant neatly stuffed everyone’s heads into the buttocks of the person in front.

Creating a human centipede, head to tail connected.

The scene quieted for a moment.

The next second, the air was filled with earth-shattering cries of anguish.

The sound, muffled as though covered by something,

was indeed so.

All heads being stuck in others’ buttocks naturally made the screams sound stifled.

But though muffled, each syllable conveyed endless pain and despair.

Watching the five struggle in vain, only inflicting more pain on one another,

Chen Yun stepped back expressionlessly to avoid being splattered by the surrounding filth.

Their bodies twisted into grotesque angles, their agony interwoven, creating a hair-raising spectacle.

The burly middle-aged man’s head had been forcibly pushed into the elder’s backside, his throat emitting dull screams.

His hands desperately scraped the ground, trying to break free from this horrifying restraint, but each squirm only drove his head deeper into the old man’s flesh.

Blood, due to previous impacts and current suffocation, flowed from his nose and mouth, mixing inside the elder’s body with flesh and unidentifiable substances.

The nearly sixty-year-old elder convulsed from intense pain, his bulging eyes filled with a mix of tears, sweat, and unknown fluids. His head was pressed by the young woman’s face, making it impossible to breathe. Each breath felt like ingesting fire, unbearably painful.

Even more excruciating was his backside.

Torn and filled beyond any description he could muster, the extreme pain nearly numbed him.

Moans of agony and muffled screams filled the courtyard, the air tainted with the odors of blood and feces, nauseating.

Chen Yun stood aside, watching indifferently.

But after a while, he didn’t care to watch anymore.

As long as they couldn’t struggle free, he could just let them wait for death.

There was no need to keep watching.

Before, he really would have wondered who suffered more in a human centipede, the ones with buttocks stuffed into their heads, or heads stuffed into others’ buttocks.

But now,

he no longer cared about the answer.

Because it didn’t matter, those he punished received it all the same, a head shoved into another’s rear, and vice versa.

Moreover, and more importantly,

the scene before him was simply too disgusting, no need to be overly curious.

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