Several martial artists drifted rapidly through the galaxy. When they saw Fang Heng and the other two streak past from the side, their hearts jolted. They imdiately slowed their flight and exchanged glances with one another.
No way?
Judging from their direction, were they heading toward the sa dinsional rift again?
How could that be allowed!
"For safety's sake, we should change to another dinsional rift."
"Yeah, that makes sense."
The three mbers of the team nodded in agreent.
That kind of bad luck from last ti was already more than enough to deal with. If they ran into Fang Heng again, who could endure it?
So the group took out their tokens, changed direction, and went off in search of another dinsional rift.
They had just begun floating forward when one of them suddenly thought of sothing. He carefully recalled the scenes he had witnessed earlier at the dinsional rift and could not help shaking his head, "Wait, I think sothing was off."
"What is it?"
"I suspect that kid was using a Death Domain."
"Death Domain?" His companion showed a look of surprise and asked, "You an the kind of domain used by the Dark Clan? Are you sure?"
"I'm not sure, but we can report this information to the God Clan. If he really is one of them, the God Clan can help us eliminate a potential opponent."
That made sense!
The companions nodded one after another, "Let's go to the dinsional rift first. After we get back, we'll inform it to Lord Realm Venerable of District 6."
....
Fang Heng had no idea that his Death Domain had already been noticed by soone with ulterior motives. At this mont, he and Zane were moving toward toward a dinsional rift with an even stronger resonance.
The previous rift had been too small, yielding only three dinsional crystals in one go.
It had not been satisfying enough.
If he were going to farm, he would go big!
The three of them gradually pushed their speed through the galaxy to the limit.
More than half an hour later, a point of light appeared in the distance.
Through the God's Eye, Fang Heng gazed ahead and saw a massive dinsional rift towering within the galaxy.
Not bad!
Fang Heng praised it inwardly.
This rift was more than ten tis larger than the previous one. Hopefully, it would allow for a satisfying harvest.
"Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!!!"
Before they even reached the rift, dozens of shadowy flashes streaked rapidly across the galaxy to their right, rushing toward the dinsional rift.
"D*mn!" Zane exclaid in shock, staring at the shadows flying toward the giant rift in the distance. "What are those things!?"
"Thornbirds. They're a flying-type unit from the dinsional world. Their movent speed is terrifying, and they like to gather in groups. They're also heading for the dinsional rift."
Looking at the shadows diving toward the rift, the God King reminded them, "The higher the level of a dinsional rift, the easier it is to attract high-level creatures from the dinsional world. Everyone, be careful."
The group gradually slowed down as they approached the giant rift.
At that mont, more than thirty martial artists participating in the Martial Apex Tournant had already gathered outside the giant rift. They were stationed around it, dealing with dinsional creatures wandering in from all sides.
The larger the dinsional rift, the greater both the quantity and quality of dinsional crystals it produced. Accordingly, more martial artists and dinsional creatures were drawn to it.
Coincidentally, two of the martial artists there had even encountered Fang Heng before. When they saw Fang Heng approaching again from afar, their expressions instantly beca extrely colorful.
D*mn it.
They had really run into terrible luck.
Why did this kid co again?
The two imdiately grew tense. That familiar bad feeling resurfaced, and they instinctively stared toward Fang Heng.
Fang Heng and the other two slowed down and approached the giant dinsional rift, gradually stopping at the outer periter.
That was more like it.
Fang Heng lifted his head to look at the massive rift before him, a hint of greed curling at the corners of his mouth.
The rift's activity level had not yet reached its peak, but visible streams of dinsional energy were already beginning to pour outward wildly.
Then let's begin!
Fang Heng swept his gaze over the players around the rift's periter. He ford a seal with both hands in front of him, while the God's Eye in his right eye spun rapidly.
Dark alchemical magic array patterns erged before Fang Heng and quickly linked together, forming a dium-sized magic array in the blink of an eye.
"Chi! Chi chi chi!!!"
ntal strength poured in, and the magic array began spinning rapidly!
The dinsional strength leaking around the rift rushed quickly toward the magic array in front of Fang Heng!
Huh?
Most of the martial artists were seeing this kind of situation for the first ti. Sensing the anomaly in the dinsional strength, they all turned their gazes toward Fang Heng.
The crowd quickly exchanged looks.
What kind of move was this?
They had never seen anything like it.
Soon, as the dinsional concentration in front of the magic array rose sharply, specks of dinsional crystal dust began to precipitate and crystallize.
The martial artists were even more astonished.
That kid actually could gather dinsional crystals?
Unheard of!
This was really irritating.
So everyone had gathered around the dinsional rift, fighting off dinsional monsters to prevent them from absorbing the dinsional strength. anwhile, Fang Heng was sneaking off to the side, collecting dinsional strength and crystallizing dinsional crystals on his own.
Everyone was working for him alone?
And that kid seed to have co out of nowhere. No one had ever seen him before.
All the martial artists present were seasoned veterans who had lived for hundreds of years.
The Martial Apex Tournant had been going on for so long, yet no one had ever heard of soone being able to directly refine dinsional crystals. Judging by this alone, that kid's strength could not be low. For a mont, no one was willing to step forward and beco the first to confront Fang Heng.
No one knew who started it, but the martial artists began retreating one after another.
No one was stupid.
Cooperation for mutual benefit was fine, but if you wanted to use everyone to deal with dinsional monsters for free, then you were dreaming.
You wanted to monopolize the dinsional energy by yourself?
Fine!
Let's see how you handle so many dinsional monsters alone!
As the martial artists retreated, the dinsional monsters imdiately followed the trail of dinsional strength. They gathered around the rift, greedily absorbing dinsional energy. A large portion of them were also drawn by the highly condensed dinsional strength fluctuations in front of Fang Heng and began chasing after him.
Observing the incoming swarm of monsters, Zane said softly, "Brother Fang Heng, trouble's here."
"Mm."
Fang Heng responded with a low hum and raised his guard.
"Swoosh! Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!!"
In an instant, several thousand thornbirds gathered into a dense stream of light and were the first to rush toward the magic array.
Death Domain!
Activate!
The gray-white domain spread out beneath Fang Heng's feet. At the sa ti, he extended his right hand forward. A black slashing blade quickly condensed in his hand and was swung forward.
"Buzz!"
The death scythe carved a dark streak through the air.
A massive black blade arc extended forward.
"Bang! Bang bang bang!!!"
The oncoming flock of thornbirds, clustered together, slamd head-on into the blade arc. Dark flashes exploded repeatedly as they forcibly shattered the blade arc, yet they continued accelerating forward!
Many martial artists were watching Fang Heng's situation, all wearing expressions of anticipation.
Aside from their enviable high-speed flight ability, thornbirds could also release spatial impacts while moving at high speed, allowing them to shatter various forms of attacks head-on.
Even if an attack was too strong for them to withstand, thornbirds could imdiately disperse, reducing the damage. After being blasted apart, they would quickly scatter and then regroup to launch another charge.
The best way to eliminate them was to divide their strength and gradually whittle them down.
An attack like Fang Heng's was nothing more than a waste of effort.
However, in the next mont, the martial artists gradually noticed sothing, and their expressions subtly changed.
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