My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Dead silence.

On the high platform, the two guards of the Qingxuan Sect seemed to have turned into two stiff stone sculptures.

Their eyes were so wide they looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.

He stared intently at Li Chen's right hand, which was waving and pointing casually in mid-air.

How is that possible?

Those are heavy shackles forged from millennia-old black iron! They're covered in runes that imprison spiritual power!

Even if a third-tier demon beast were locked up, it would be absolutely unable to break free.

But now, this lecherous thief, who was about to be burned alive as a prize, had his hand slip out of his shackles without any hindrance.

The two guards gasped and immediately turned to look behind them.

"Splash!"

A crisp metallic clang.

Li Chen's slender right hand had obediently retracted into the black iron shackles.

He even adjusted his posture to make the chains look taut.

It was as if the hand that had been pointing at the landscape in mid-air just moments before was merely a hallucination that the two guards had witnessed in broad daylight.

"What are you looking at?"

Li Chen rolled his eyes and looked at the two of them with an innocent expression.

"Never seen a handsome death row inmate before? Hurry up and look below, the climax is coming."

The two guards looked at each other in bewilderment.

They each saw a hint of confusion and fear in each other's eyes.

Could it be that he was hallucinating because he had been working too many night shifts these past few days preparing for the young sect leader's wedding?

The two turned their heads with lingering fear, turning their gaze back to the square below.

"Could I really be seeing things?"

The guard on the left shook his head, but a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back uncontrollably.

At this time.

Just as Li Chen had predicted, the battle below the platform was one-sided.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The woman in green ultimately couldn't fight off four hands with her bare fists.

The broken sword in her hand was knocked away by an elder's palm strike, and then another elder kicked her hard in the chest from mid-air.

"puff--!"

The woman in green coughed up a mouthful of blood.

She crashed heavily onto the ground of Baiyu Square like a kite with a broken string, sliding backward for more than ten feet, leaving a shocking long trail of blood.

"elder sister!"

Jiang Liyue let out a heart-wrenching scream.

She broke free from the maids' attempts to stop her, lifted her elaborate red wedding dress, and stumbled towards the woman in green.

"You shameless, ignorant servant girl."

The young sect leader coldly stared at the woman in green lying in a pool of blood.

He slowly raised his right hand.

A blazing, violent crimson flame rapidly condensed in his palm, radiating a terrifyingly high temperature that was suffocating.

"Since you're so eager to die, then this young master will grant your wish today!"

The young sect leader's eyes revealed a murderous intent.

He suddenly waved his hand, and the crimson fireball, like a falling meteor, hurtled towards the head of the woman in green with the power to incinerate everything.

If this hits hard...

The woman in green will be reduced to ashes on the spot, leaving not even a trace of her soul!

"don't want!"

Jiang Liyue cried out.

She suddenly unleashed a surge of power, drawing a longsword from the waist of a nearby deacon. Without hesitation, she shielded her sister, channeling the unique, icy spiritual energy within her.

"Stop! I'll marry you! I'm willing to marry you!"

Tears streamed down Jiang Liyue's face as she pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Please, please spare my sister!"

On the high platform.

Li Chen took in all of this.

A smug smile, as if to say, curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Look, look!"

Li Chen suddenly tilted his head.

His right hand, which had been folded back by the laws of space, stretched out naturally.

"Slap, slap, slap."

Li Chen casually patted the shoulder of the guard on his right with his palm.

"See? See? What did I just say?"

Li Chen, with the air of a shrewd observer, commented, "Isn't it exactly as I said? The younger sister rushed to protect her, and now she's crying and begging for mercy!"

The guard on the right was intently watching the thrilling scene below.

Sudden.

He felt a hand gently pat his shoulder.

At the same time, a mocking male voice rang out right next to his ear.

Holy crap!

The hairs on the right guard's body stood on end like steel needles in that instant!

An extreme fear shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, making his scalp tingle.

He let out a scream as if he had seen a ghost.

With a clang.

The guard on the right drew his longsword with lightning speed, leaping forward two steps like a startled wildcat before abruptly turning around.

The long sword was pointed directly at Li Chen, who was bound to the cross.

His face was ashen, his eyes were wide open, and his chest heaved violently with extreme terror.

"Who! Who just took a picture of me!"

The guard on the right was trembling.

This sudden turn and drawing of the sword startled the guard on the left.

The guard on the left was already unsettled by the "hallucination" he had just experienced, and seeing his companion acting so strangely, he became even more furious.

"What's wrong with you?!"

The guard on the left gripped his sword hilt tightly, angrily demanding, "Why are you drawing your sword like you've encountered a ghost in broad daylight?!"

The guard on the right swallowed hard; his hand gripping the sword was still trembling.

He pointed at Li Chen on the cross in utter terror.

"He...he just patted me on the shoulder!"

The guard on the right had a sob in his voice, "I swear, I really felt it! A hand patted me!"

The guard on the left was stunned.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Li Chen on the bronze cross pillar.

Li Chen at this moment.

His hands were still spread out in a starfish shape, tightly locked in copper rings by two thick, heavy black iron chains.

Let alone reaching out to slap someone.

Even the slightest movement of a finger would involve the heavy iron chain weighing over a hundred pounds.

Looking at the two guards' eyes, which were filled with a mixture of fear and suspicion.

A look of extreme grievance, even tinged with anger, suddenly appeared on Li Chen's face.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Li Chen suddenly shook his hands.

"Splash splash splash!"

The heavy black iron chains rubbed against the bronze pillar, producing a piercing metallic clang, proving the authenticity and sturdiness of these chains.

"Brother, you can eat anything, but you can't say anything!"

Li Chen shouted at the top of his lungs, his face full of righteous indignation.

He stared intently at the right-hand guard holding the sword.

How dare you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?

"Open your eyes and take a good look! I'm tied up like a dumpling, with such thick iron chains on my wrists."

Li Chen raised his chin angrily.

"How could I possibly reach out and pat your shoulder? Do you think my hand has some kind of magic that allows it to fly away on its own?"

"I'm warning you, don't think that just because I'm a dying man you can throw dirty water on me! This is blatant slander!"

Li Chen became more and more agitated as he spoke, his voice echoing across the execution platform.