Fang Qingyu's figure was like an arrow released from a bow, piercing the air with a sharp whistle, relentlessly crashing into the endless ocean of Life Ghosts!

"Roar——!!!"

"Hiss——!!!"

The roars of the Life Ghosts were instantly ignited!

Like boiling oil that had a giant rock thrown into it!

The low-tier Life Ghosts on the outermost edge didn't even have time to react before being crushed and incinerated by the destructive force field carried by the rampaging figure!

Dark purple filthy blood and shattered remnants of limbs shot out toward the surroundings like a torrential downpour!

"Shocking Dome!"

Fang Qingyu shouted fiercely, the saber light was like a silken ribbon!

The Dragon Sparrow Calamity Slash, entwined with platinum radiance and boiling Tribulation Fire, swept out horizontally!

Rip——!!!

A massive Three-Colored Crescent Blade Aura tore through the darkness!

In the fan-shaped area ahead, dozens of Life Ghosts, whether they were Corpse Ghosts or Sharp Claw Demons, were sliced and incinerated in an instant, like snow thrown into a furnace.

Only leaving behind scorched marks and acrid smoke!

"Kill!!!"

Fang Qingyu's eyes were bloodshot, looking crazed like a demon!

Inside his body, the Red Bright Tribulation Fire Scripture was running wildly, the Boiling Marrow State enhancing him, with Qi Blood rushing forth like molten lava.

The Nine Heavens Primordial Visualization Method activated starlight circulation, while the Five Elements Rotating Force granted the blade an unstoppable penetrating power!

Fang Qingyu now required no defenses at all!

He directly resisted sporadic attacks with his flesh, the high temperature of his Qi Blood instantly scorching any low-tier Life Ghosts daring to approach.

At this moment, Fang Qingyu was like a frenzied humanoid meat grinder, rampaging violently among the Life Ghosts!

Where the blade light reached, flesh and blood scattered!

Where the thunder fire touched, everything turned to ash!

"Flowing Blade·Blazing Radiance!"

"Heaven Burning!"

The technique of the Blazing World Flowing Blade Transformation Realm unfolded, the blade light transformed into a flowing river of molten gold, wherever it went, Life Ghosts fell in heaps, incinerated to charcoal!

On the panel, the Skill Points leaped madly like untamed wild horses!

The efficiency was far beyond any hunt outside.

Wei Banmeng stood in place, her cool eyes reflecting that battlefield in the distance, resembling a purgatory.

Watching Fang Qingyu's figure, like a frenzied tiger entirely absorbed in slaughter and power escalation, sensing the violent aura that was unsettling to the heart, her mouth twitched slightly.

"What a... monster."

She muttered, her tone complex.

Just then.

Jiang Wei had somehow walked up beside her.

The little girl looked up, her clear large eyes also watching the distant battlefield where lightning flashed and fire blazed up to the sky, her small face showed no fear or discomfort, but rather a kind of calm that seemed taken for granted.

With a freshly unwrapped orange-flavored lollipop in her mouth, her cheek slightly puffed, she spoke unclearly:

"Hmm... quite fast at killing."

Then, she added another sentence, as if stating an objective fact:

"Much faster than last time in Songdu..."

Wei Banmeng: "..."

She looked at Jiang Wei's calm and unperturbed little face, then at the figure stirring up a storm of blood and slaughter among the Life Ghosts in the distance, leaving her momentarily speechless.

This duo... indeed couldn't be judged by common sense.

She took a deep breath of the air filled with intense blood and scorch smell, forcing herself to calm down, beginning to fulfill her "supervisory" duties.

She must ensure that Fang Qingyu wouldn't get too carried away with the killing and rush into deeper forbidden zones.

However, just as Fang Qingyu was wildly harvesting like a tiger among sheep, immersed in the intoxicating surge of Skill Points.

At the edge of Night Requiem's vision.

In the depths of a massive shadow rift farthest from his slaughter center.

An extremely faint, yet starkly different from all the surrounding black marks, dark gold title quietly emerged like a lurking poisonous snake!

The color of that mark was deeper, more restrained, carrying a chilling iciness and... cunning!

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Its aura was exceptionally subtle, perfectly blending into the surrounding darkness, seemingly undisturbed by Fang Qingyu's slaughter.

Instead, it seemed to be... observing?

The dark gold mark flickered slightly.

Like eyes opening in the darkness, silently locking onto the figure stirring up a storm among the Life Ghosts.

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