"Fang Qingyu?!!"
"Why is he here?!"
"Is it him... is he the one who brought that monster?!!"
Fear, an unbelievable thought surged through everyone’s rigid minds like electric currents.
Wu Gang and the three others were tightly bound by the power of Jiu, unable to even move their eyeballs, yet their eyes were surging with tumultuous waves.
They instantly understood!
Why this terrifying "Jiu" had descended upon this hidden Glacial Ruins.
"Ah——!! Fang Qingyu!!!!"
A hysterical, piercing scream filled with endless venom and madness erupted from mid-air like the wail of a dying beast!
It was He Manhe.
She was bound by Jiu’s power, her body unable to move a fraction of an inch, but that face twisted to the extre was fiercely turned towards the direction of the passageway, her scarlet eyes fixed on Fang Qingyu!
That gaze seed to want to tear him apart, devour him whole, grind his bones to ashes!
"It’s you! It’s you again!!"
"Why?! Why do you always linger like a ghost?! Ruining my plans!!"
"I want to kill you! I must kill you!! Tear you into pieces!!!"
The mad roar reverberated in the frozen space, filled with ultimate hatred.
This hatred even briefly suppressed her fear of Jiu.
Fang Qingyu’s gaze finally moved from the snarling Xiangliu Dharma Body and the hovering Jiu at the center of the storm.
Calmly, it fell upon the wine-red figure as if nailed to an invisible cross in the air.
That face, twisted by extre anger and fear, once captivated everyone.
In the molten gold-like vertical pupils, there was not the slightest ripple.
No anger, no sarcasm, only a cold killing intent.
Fang Qingyu moved.
Ignoring He Manhe’s hysterical curses and not looking at the imminent battle of the gods.
He simply stepped out of the shadow of the passageway, one step at a ti, calmly.
Walking over the frozen blood-stained ice surface, through those despairing "reinforcents" frozen in place.
His pace wasn’t fast, yet extraordinarily steady.
Every step seed to tread on He Manhe’s frantically beating heart.
"Fang Qingyu! What are you going to do?!"
"Let go! Let go! You damned reptile!!"
He Manhe watched the approaching figure, looking at the long knife in his hand exuding an icy murderous aura, the fear in her heart finally overca the anger again, and her screams carried uncontrollable trembling.
Fang Qingyu paid no heed.
He walked directly under He Manhe, stopping his steps.
Slightly tilting his head upwards.
The molten gold vertical pupils locked onto the figure in the air restrained by invisible forces.
At the corner of his mouth, a cold arc slowly curved up.
He gently raised the Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash in his hand.
The blade tilted upward.
A deep voice clearly transmitted into He Manhe’s ear.
"Guess..."
"Will this slash kill you?"
He Manhe’s body struggled violently in the air, but the invisible shackles didn’t budge an inch.
She lowered her head, looking at the young man below who was gazing up at her like a death god.
Looking at the pure, untainted cold killing intent in his molten gold vertical pupils.
All the mad roars, all the hysteria, all the venomous curses...
At this mont, as if frozen by that cold killing intent.
The distortion on her face gradually smoothed, replaced by an extre coldness.
He Manhe no longer scread.
She just used those equally cold, snake-like eyes to stare at Fang Qingyu’s face.
Red lips slightly parted, her voice no longer sharp, but carrying a chilling coldness that penetrated to the bone:
"Fang Qingyu..."
"You truly deserve to die..."
There was no longer the forr composure, friendliness, or intention to recruit in her eyes.
Fang Qingyu heard these words, not only did he not get angry.
Instead, it was as if he heard sothing amusing.
"Pfft——"
A sudden light laugh escaped from his mouth.
Breaking the deadly, murderous atmosphere.
The laugh was light, brief.
Yet filled with undisguised derision.
Fang Qingyu slightly tilted his head, the molten gold vertical pupils blazing with cold fire, like a beast locking on its prey.
His gaze tightly locked onto He Manhe’s eyes.
A deep voice clearly sounded:
"From the mont you first sought out..."
"It was destined to be a relentless struggle between us."
As soon as the words fell!
"Buzz——!!!"
A power of Qi and Blood violently erupted within Fang Qingyu, like a volcano dormant for ages!
On the surface of Fang Qingyu’s body, dark golden dragon scale patterns flashed briefly.
Like a fleeting glimpse, too fast to be captured by the naked eye.
The mont the dragon scales appeared, a terrifying pressure as heavy as a mountain, as dominant as a Dragon God, mixed with violent thunder and world-ending tribulation fire, swept out like an invisible storm.
The power of Red Bright Tribulation Fire and Bone-Eroding Thunder wrapped around his body like boiling lava, intertwining into a layer of dark gold and purple-green turbulent energy suit.
Enveloping and overshadowing his entire being along with the instantly deployed and vanished Dragon Transformation phenonon.
The violent energy light obscured all details.
In the eyes of the bystanders, only a sudden brightening dark gold thunder fla sphere like a miniature sun could be seen.
And at the center of the light sphere, that rapidly ascending blurred figure.
"Abyssal Dragon Decree!!"
A solemn, commanding low shout that seed to co from the Ancient Dragon Court erupted from the center of the light sphere.
Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash unsheathed forcefully.
"Clang——!!!"
The sound of the blade reverberated through the heavens, carrying the supre will to judge the heavens and earth.
A concentrated to extre dark gold thunder fla sword aura, seemingly capable of tearing space, unsheathed like an Ancient Dragon God’s judgnt.
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