The exposed skin appeared an unhealthy grayish-blue, covered in knotted muscles and large tal implant pipelines flickering with a dark red glow, and one eye had been replaced by that of a Life Ghost.
"Butcher of the Rusted Fla Brotherhood!" Chu Kuanglan’s voice carried a hint of disgust and gravity, clearly having heard the other’s reputation.
"These lunatics nest around the major outposts of the ’Abyss’, a group of desperados and modified martial artists! They specialize in hunting powerful life ghosts and lone explorers, acting with no bottom line! That Butcher is one of their leaders, terrifyingly powerful, with a high degree of modification."
And as the two factions appeared...
Beside Fang Qingyu’s side, others also began to appear one after another.
Fortress Security Company, one of the largest private security firms in the Federation, Shi Zhenyue.
The military giant Deep Blue Heavy Industries, the Duan Family, a martial arts family with a long heritage in the north of the Federation, Chixiao Technology...
Along with Fang Qingyu’s five people.
Seven factions, totaling over thirty people.
Like a pack of wolves circling, they surrounded the center of the cave, where a black point exuded the pure essence of Dark Origin.
The killing intent in the air was almost freezing!
Each side was cautiously sizing up the others, assessing strength, looking for an opportunity to strike, or... a target to bite.
"God Fang, what do we do?"
Chu Kuanglan’s voice was tense, muscles knotted, like a tiger ready to pounce.
Lu Jiuyuan’s blade was silently drawn a few inches, its cold light restrained.
Wei Banng’s gaze was locked on the Dark Source Material at the center, the Profound Qilin Double Blades on her back emitting a low hum, a mix of eagerness and heaviness.
Fang Qingyu swept over these figures, representing the Federation’s elite and fierce powers, his voice so calm it was devoid of any ripples, as if stating the most straightforward fact.
"What else can we do?"
He slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Wei Banng, extending his hand toward her.
"Give your blades."
Wei Banng looked into Fang Qingyu’s eyes, seeing no greed, no hesitation, only an icy murderous intent and a resolve to risk everything.
In a flash of insight, she understood Fang Qingyu’s intention.
An indescribable warmth and determined battle spirit instantly dispelled all shock and doubt.
"Alright!"
Without any hesitation, Wei Banng smoothly unsheathed the narrow, black pair of blades from her back, with only the spines showing a faint icy blue glow, and handed them to Fang Qingyu.
The movent was crisp and neat, full of unreserved trust.
Fang Qingyu reached out, steadily accepting the pair of blades.
Buzz...
The Profound Qilin Double Blades humd softly in Fang Qingyu’s hands!
Fang Qingyu lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over this pair of ancient-looking, restrained divine weapons, feeling the cold and shadow power contained within.
Then, he suddenly lifted his head, staring at the center of the cave at the pure dark point exuding deadly allure!
His mouth slowly curled into a cold and violent arc!
"Let’s grab it!!!"
As Fang Qingyu’s words fell, there was no hesitation.
Holding the Profound Qilin Double Blades handed over by Wei Banng, his figure suddenly blurred!
Boom——!!!
The violent Qi Blood and Five Elents Rotation Power within him erupted in an instant, pushing his speed to the limit, and the hard rock beneath his feet exploded with a crash!
A figure wrapped in blinding purple-white electric light, like a teleporting specter, fiercely appeared in front of the "Dark Source Material" that was condensing into form, under the astonished gazes of all the factions!
The speed was so fast, it exceeded the reaction limits of everyone present.
When his figure solidified, the violent thunder arcs swirled around him like a furious dragon, fiercely dispersing the thick darkness within a dozen ters, illuminating it like daylight!
In those deep eyes, there was now only pure, destructive purple-white lightning wildly dancing, as if containing two raging thunder cores!
The entire cave was torn asunder from its deathly silence by this sudden glare of thunderous light and deafening energy roar!
"Who!?"
Mo Chen’s eerie smile froze on his face, a flicker of surprise and doubt crossing his eyes.
The Butcher’s life ghost eye abruptly contracted, and his gray-blue muscles instantly tensed.
Shi Zhenyue gripped the edge of his Giant Shield tighter, Duan Jingyi’s folding fan halted in front of his chest, the Deep Blue Heavy Industries representative’s pupils slightly contracted...
Everyone’s gaze was firmly captured by this figure, like a thunder god descending.
It wasn’t because Fang Qingyu was now the closest to the Dark Source Material.
Everyone knew all too well that obtaining the material was definitely not as simple as touching it.
The challenge was in how to hold onto it.
They were astonished at where this person... had suddenly erged from!!?
Just now, no one had sensed this person at all.
And Fang Qingyu was oblivious to the dozens of glances filled with either horror, curiosity, or boiling killing intent around him.
He didn’t even imdiately use the Profound Qilin Double Blades to touch the pitch-black point so close at hand.
Under the thunderous light.
Fang Qingyu slowly turned around, those eyes burning with thunder, coldly sweeping across the space, as if overlooking ants from the height of a deity.
Then.
A voice rang out, so calm it was devoid of any ripples:
"I want this thing."
The voice wasn’t loud, yet it cut through the lingering thunder and deathly silence, carrying an irrefutable absolute will.
"If you don’t want to die..."
Fang Qingyu paused slightly, his gaze like a tangible blade scraping across the uncertain faces of Mo Chen, the Butcher, Shi Zhenyue, and others.
"...then back off."
Dead silence.
Absolute dead silence.
As if even the rotating Dark Source Material paused for a mont.
"Hah... hahaha!"
After a brief silence, the Butcher’s ear-piercing laughter, like sandpaper scraping, erupted, filled with extre mockery and rage!
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