It’s just that Fang Qingyu truly didn’t expect Jiang Wei’s speed to be so fast.
After all, that Erosion had hidden in the "Abyss" for over a decade, yet was only at Tier Two in the Middle Realm.
Jiang Wei, at most, how old is she?
Moreover, this ti, being able to smoothly slay Erosion, Jiang Wei was definitely the key.
If it weren’t for her tily intervention, that "Silence" incantation instantly tore through Erosion’s "Eternal Erosion" Divine Domain, neutralizing the opponent’s ho field advantage—even if I could win, it would never be this "easy".
Although right now there’s hardly any good flesh on my body.
Of course, Fang Qingyu still has absolute confidence in winning this fight.
Blood Burst hasn’t been activated yet.
The Candlebearer’s abilities haven’t been fused yet.
Although the Candlebearer is still at Tier One, once fused, the amplification it brings would be at least thirty percent.
This is the terrifying aspect of dual-system stacking!
It’s just this ti...
Fang Qingyu’s gaze turned to the cold prompt on the map.
[Congratulations on killing "Dark Erosion·Reincarnation Body", you have obtained part of the Space Origin.]
[Professional advancent material detected, would you like to advance your profession?]
"Part of the Space Origin..."
Fang Qingyu’s heart moved slightly.
In the past, killing the Dharma Body of a God, the prompt always indicated "a trace of Origin".
And this ti it’s "part"!
This scale, definitely far exceeds before!
Space, ah!
When ti is absent, space reigns supre.
The rarity and power of this ability, Fang Qingyu has personally experienced.
Erosion’s stealthy ambushes, the eerie and unpredictable Divine Domain, simply made one’s scalp tingle.
Besides him, Fang Qingyu hasn’t seen a second existence with such pure and powerful Spatial Ability.
If I could master so of it...
Even if just a little, combined with the terrifying explosive power of the Dragon Fist Grandmaster, the combat power could definitely soar to a new level!
That Candle Dragon Empress, this ti surely can’t dismiss it, right?
This is the Space Origin!
As Fang Qingyu was contemplating the promising prospects of fusion, he suddenly rembered the group of desperadoes blocked by the wall of fire and turned to Jiang Wei:
"By the way, what about those people just now?"
Jiang Wei raised her small face, her clear, large eyes looking at him, her small mouth sucking on a lollipop, her tone as calm as if she were saying the weather is nice today:
"They’re dead."
Then, as if she felt Fang Qingyu had asked a redundant question, her small eyebrows slightly furrowed, she asked with a bit of confusion:
"They saw you transform, couldn’t leave them, right?"
Fang Qingyu was startled, then nodded, saying matter-of-factly:
"Of course, you can’t leave. I was just asking, if you hadn’t taken action, I would have done it myself."
To eliminate the roots, leaving no future troubles.
In this world, that is the most basic survival rule. Especially in places like the "Abyss," any living witness that could expose one’s secrets is a fatal risk.
Jiang Wei said "Oh" as a sign of understanding.
The two said no more, starting their arduous trek toward the Ashen Outpost.
Fang Qingyu, propped up by Dragon Sparrow, each step tugging at all his wounds, dark golden blood continually dripped onto the gray-white bone powder, burning pit after pit.
As he walked, he couldn’t help but frown and said:
"Originally, I thought that Erosion, hiding for over ten years and stirring the Abyss’ outskirts into chaos, would be incredibly hard to kill. Such a big effort, such an elaborate setup... yet..."
Fang Qingyu paused, seemingly searching for suitable words.
"It feels like he was... a bit too easy to kill?"
Though the process was perilous and he paid the price of serious injuries, the ultimate result was the enemy was thoroughly annihilated.
This was different from the long-drawn battles he anticipated, where both sides would reveal all their cards and end in mutual ruin.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wei tilted her small head slightly, not hiding the big eye roll in her clear, large eyes, as if looking at an idiot.
She slightly opened her small mouth, sucking on the lollipop, her voice soft and calm, yet with a hint of a sarcastic sense of "don’t you have a clue?":
"Could it be..."
"That you’ve beco too abnormal?"
She pointed a small finger towards the terrifying wound under Fang Qingyu’s ribs, where the Red Bright Tribulation Fire was still burning Spatial Energy.
"Which Tier Two Initial Realm Martial Arts Grandmaster could cut out the last strike that split the Bone-Eroding Storm like you did?"
"And also," Jiang Wei’s gaze shifted towards the direction of the Bone-Eroding Storm, where the massive cavity blasted by the Sword Aura was slowly being filled by sand and wind, "his final desperate escape, rging into the storm’s edge, at a speed that would leave an ordinary Void Realm martial artist unable to even catch a glimpse before being left far behind."
She withdrew her gaze, looking back at Fang Qingyu, her eyes earnest:
"It’s not that he’s too weak; it’s just that you’re too strong now. Fang Qingyu, you need to recognize your own strength."
Jiang Wei’s tone was calm, without a hint of flattery.
She was rely stating an observed fact.
Listening to her words, Fang Qingyu paused in his steps slightly.
In the depths of his lted gold eyes, a trace of thought flickered.
Indeed...
It seems I’ve been constantly caught up in the rhythm of enhancing my power, chasing goals, and instead overlooked the extent to which my own strength has already soared.
Dragon Fist Grandmaster, the life transition brought by the Three-Star Profession, Dragon Blood Transformation, the qualitative change brought by Martial Technique fusion...
All these added together, its terrifying extent, seems to have far exceeded my previous estimation.
Playing the fool to catch the tiger?
No.
As a martial artist, especially one who seeks the ultimate like him.
A martial artist must have an extrely clear, objective understanding of their own strength.
Only then can one grasp the scale of the battle, and make the best decisions in the narrow space between life and death.
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