Qi Hao also smiled.
"If I don’t take him back, my dad will beat ."
Watching their backs, Wei Banng hesitated for less than a second before tidying up her hair at the temples, tying it into a ponytail, and quickly following them.
...
Underground, Life Ghost Nest.
The dark red prison cage’s shattered dust had not yet dispersed.
Su Wanqing’s body radiated a holy white light, surging like the dawn’s first light. She imdiately locked onto the massive fissure where Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei had fallen, and her figure moved like lightning towards it for a rescue!
"Miss Su, worrying leads to chaos."
A slightly lazy and teasing voice suddenly sounded.
It was a man in a ticulously tailored suit.
His ticulous dark grey suit exuded an indescribable coldness and eeriness under the dim phosphorescence.
He appeared out of thin air, strolling leisurely, precisely blocking the blood-stained area plowed by sword aura and flas between Su Wanqing and the Corruption Monarch.
His hands were casually in the pockets of his suit pants, a slight, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of his lips, as though he was rely blocking the path of an old friend for a chat.
However, not far behind him.
The Corruption Monarch, who had just suffered Qi Hao’s "Celestial Fall," with a scorched sword mark left on its scarlet tumor.
Its massive body subtly rose and fell, and its giant blood moon vertical pupil coldly surveyed the four who had just escaped, yet showed no obvious hostility towards Sikong Zhen’s appearance; on the contrary... there was a strange tranquility!
This silent tacit understanding was more impactful than any words!
"Sikong Zhen!!" Master of Fury Zheng Xiaohai’s hair and beard bristled, the tidal virtual shadows around him roared furiously, like an enraged deep sea. He took a step forward, his unparalleled fierce montum pressing fiercely towards the other, his voice exploding like thunder, "How dare you collude with this abomination?! Have you forgotten you are a Divine Chosen of humanity?!"
Facing the overwhelming anger and terrifying pressure from the four top experts, the smile on Sikong Zhen’s face beca even more apparent, even carrying a hint of mocking absurdity.
He tilted his head slightly, as if enjoying sothing interesting:
"Human traitor?" Sikong Zhen chuckled lightly, his tone as relaxed as discussing the weather, "In your eyes, wasn’t I already one long ago? Collaborating with ’His Excellency the Monarch,’ eting mutual needs, so what? Do you expect to guard that ridiculous ’glory of humanity’ like you stubborn old fossils and wait for death?"
Then Sikong Zhen spread his hands, his posture elegant yet exuding extre indifference: "The tis have changed, gentlen. A new ’God’ is about to be born. Only those who know how to adapt will be considered wise."
As soon as his words fell.
The Corruption Monarch’s giant blood moon vertical pupil suddenly flared with dazzling red light, and a terrifying force field far more violent than before, with dual effects of ntal pollution and physical annihilation, exploded like a bloody tsunami, pressing savagely towards Su Wanqing and the others!
And around Sikong Zhen, the Power of Earth silently surged, the hard rock underfoot softened as if alive, rising into grim rock spike barriers, sealing off all their escape routes!
No probing, no nonsense!
The fangs of the betrayer and the wrath of the Hell Monarch collided at this mont with a deafening roar!
...
And deep beneath them.
Fang Qingyu gently set down Jiang Wei, whose face turned a bit pale from the impact of their fall, with movents gentle yet as stable as rock.
He moved his neck, which had beco sowhat stiff from forcibly dispersing force, a series of faint bone cracks sounding.
The cold sword handle of Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash was gripped tightly by long, powerful fingers, the cyan veins slightly bulging on the back of the hand next to the sword’s guard.
Fang Qingyu’s gaze was as calm as a ten-thousand-foot icy abyss.
Yet deep within that calm, two raging crimson flas capable of setting the world ablaze burned.
The snake before him arrived sooner than he had imagined.
Originally, Fang Qingyu planned to rely on resources to break through to the Profound level before finding an opportunity to slay this beast.
But there are no "ifs" in the world...
Accidents always happen when least expected.
This beast before him was not the sa as the Ice Elent Divine Chosen he encountered last ti.
The Divine Chosen are ultimately human.
They feel pain, know fear, and have a human’s instinctive survival awareness...
But the ancient fierce beast before him, long suppressed.
Evidently, had restrained itself to the limit.
In such a situation, both parties have only one thing to adhere to...
Fight to the death!!!
"Xiaojiang."
"This ti... it’s for real."
Fang Qingyu’s voice, low to the extre, broke the absolute silence with no hesitation, no retreat, only an unwavering resoluteness hamred into his veins, boiling fiercely.
The voice rang clear in Jiang Wei’s ears beside him.
"Mm."
Jiang Wei nodded her small head earnestly, her face instantly wiped of all innocence, covered by a maturity almost divine, unbefitting her age.
The small body erupted in orange-red radiance, silently!
Crimson patterns rapidly spread and flowed on her exposed skin.
The flas, like a living armor, gently carried her body backward a few ters, hovering in the air behind Fang Qingyu, resembling a fire deity bathed in divine fla.
"This ti..."
The clear voice of the little girl, carrying a tallic clash of killing intent and undeniable certainty, echoed at the bottom of this abyss: "I will help you."
Upon hearing this promise-like declaration,
a razor-sharp arc ford at the corner of Fang Qingyu’s mouth.
No grand words, no need for further speech.
The next mont!
"Buzz——!!!"
The Red Bright Tribulation Jade Scripture in the Perfection Realm roared to its limit within his body, and the dantian’s volcano-like pulsating Tribulation Jade erupted a scorching torrent hot enough to sear ridians!
Beneath the skin, the dark red lava patterns flared bright as branding iron, emanating suffocating heat!
Buzz——!!!
Deep within the sea of consciousness, the Nine Heavens Primordial Visualization thod operated at full force!
The silver-blue liquid star core spun rapidly, seemingly making the surrounding space dense and sluggish!
Dazzling starlight descended from the void, rushing madly along mysterious trajectories!
Ethereal blue light like substantial rcury flowed through his body’s ridians!
"Eternal Night..."
Fang Qingyu silently chanted, as if calling out to the bottomless black abyss!
Buzz——
An even more profound and pure darkness unexpectedly spread from the depths of Fang Qingyu’s soul!
Pitch-black mist like a living curtain expanded outward from him as the center! Ten ters! Twenty ters! Fifty ters! In the blink of an eye, an absolute dark domain with a radius of a hundred ters.
The Eternal Night Curtain descended suddenly!
Bone-chilling cold and deathly silence eroded, even the churning purple-black miasma and the hot wind left by the serpent were "devoured" in an instant!
All external sounds, colors, and scents were frantically halved!
As if plunged into a silent abyss disconnected from the world!
"Roar?!"
The serpent’s coldly staring dark gold vertical pupils flashed with an extrely subtle hint of instinctive suspicion for the first ti!
Its perception suddenly obstructed, as if separated by an opaque frosted glass, and Fang Qingyu’s figure beca blurred and his aura erratic!
This forced halving of perception is a lethal disturbance to any predator relying on senses!
Imdiately after!
"Blazing Armor!"
Fang Qingyu’s intent sliced down like a steel blade.
The roiling darkness within the Eternal Night Curtain abruptly rolled back.
Like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, it converged and condensed violently around his body.
Pure darkness swiftly liquefied and compressed under so incomprehensible law.
Thick as ink, icy cold liquid black fla spontaneously ignited on Fang Qingyu’s body surface!
These liquid black flas rapidly flowed and shaped as if alive, covering every inch of Fang Qingyu’s body!
Clang!
Like the friction of black iron, a suit of armor entirely forged from flowing liquid black fla instantly took shape!
Tightly fitting around Fang Qingyu’s physique, sleek yet nacing, with sharp black fla spikes extending at the joints, only revealing two eyes burning with red gold and silver-blue mixed light beneath the faceplate!
Cold, dead silent, yet containing world-igniting fury!
At this mont, Fang Qingyu walked on the razor’s edge of destruction and order!
On the left side of his body, beneath the skin, dark red lava patterns glowed like branding iron, while on the right side, flowing silver-blue starlight was as chilling as winter moonlight.
And all over his body!
The "Eternal Night Radiant Armor" constructed of liquid black fla covered everything, forcibly encapsulating the red tribulation fire and ethereal blue starlight within!
Ice and fire! Light and darkness coexisting!
Overwhelming pain swept through his entire being!
Through the cold faceplate of black fla, Fang Qingyu’s eyes reflected only an ultimate calm and madness burning to its pinnacle!
As if the pain that could cause a mystic martial artist to explode in seconds was rely fuel for Will!
A low, cold word erged from Fang Qingyu’s mouth covered by a dragon-head faceplate, resonating clearly in the dead silent abyss:
"Go..."
Eternal night as armor! Starfire scorches the world!
The hunter in the darkness swung the blade that would tear the prison at the beast that devours light!
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