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Chapter 168 Hell? No, this place is like heaven to me (55 chapters in 2 words, please vote!)

At the entrance to the force field.

The dull echo of the alloy gate closing had not yet faded, and the cold metallic luster reflected on Deputy Director Zhao Qiming's ashen face.

He suddenly turned around abruptly.

His bloodshot eyes swept over the group of officers and staff standing solemnly behind him.

His voice was hoarse, yet it felt like a blade scraping against everyone's eardrums.

"The battle inside has begun!" He slammed his finger into the tightly closed gate. "Now, it's our turn!"

"Those bastards from Creation Technology dare to pull these dirty tricks right under my nose! Using our brothers' lives to feed that monster!" Zhao Qiming's chest heaved violently, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, laced with the stench of blood. "An inside man! There must be an inside man! Otherwise, how did those modified martial artists sneak in? How did they know the layout of the passageways inside?!"

"Investigate!" Zhao Qiming's voice suddenly rose, like a thunderclap. "Dig three feet into the ground! The camp, the perimeter, all communication nodes, supply transfer records! Everyone who was unusually moved or came into contact with the entrance security sequence after the earthquake, leave no one out! Screen them! Better to find the wrong person than let one go!"

"If you disappoint the brothers who came to our aid again, I'll kill you bunch of trash first! Move out!"

The order, imbued with boundless rage and undeniable killing intent, crashed down.

The officers behind him tensed up, their eyes instantly becoming as sharp as hawks. They saluted silently, then scattered like a pack of wolves, rushing towards every suspicious corner of the camp.

An atmosphere of grim determination instantly replaced the despair and chaos of the previous night.

But inside the gate lies another world.

Thick, cold, purplish-black miasma churned and swallowed up all the light.

Su Wanqing walked at the front, her body surrounded by a warm and holy pure white light, like a lighthouse in the darkness, or an invisible purifying force field.

Wherever the light reaches.

The thick miasma, like ice and snow hitting a hot iron, made a faint "sizzling" sound, quickly melting and retreating to form a relatively "clean" passage.

"Roar!"

Several icy corpse guards, having sensed the presence of living beings, emerged from the fleshy tumors on the side wall and roared as they charged forward.

The bone blade tore through the miasma, its eerie green light flashing.

Su Wanqing didn't even turn around.

She simply raised a finger casually and pointed it lightly in the direction from which the attack was coming.

hum!
A milky white light, condensed to its finest, shot out from the fingertip, so fast it could not be captured by sight.

The moment the light touched the Corpse Guard.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a silent annihilation.

The grotesque bone blades and the withered corpses, like paintings thrown into strong acid, instantly dissolved and disintegrated from the point of contact, turning into the finest dust, leaving not even a trace of ash, completely dissipating into the miasma. It was as if they had never existed.

The power of the Chosen One is terrifying!
Fang Qingyu's pupils contracted slightly, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

A hint of seriousness flashed across Wei Banmeng's cold eyes.

Jiang Wei, however, curiously glanced at the dissipating speck of light a couple more times.

The team advanced silently and efficiently.

Every so often, when Su Wanqing reached a key node preset on the map, she would stop, and two or three people would automatically split off from the team behind her.

"Coordinate S-7, set up the 'Conch' node, and hold the fort."

Su Wanqing's voice was clear, concise, and left no room for doubt.

Without hesitation, the team member who was called upon immediately unloaded the huge metal box he was carrying and swiftly began assembling the complex instrument components.

The group's mission was to protect this fragile communication node in the hellish environment teeming with ghosts, until Su Wanqing reached the core area, found the four grandmasters, and successfully restored communication.

Or, die in battle
Holding on to time?

unknown.

This is the real price that Fang Qingyu's box of deposits represents.

As they ventured deeper, the surrounding scenery underwent dramatic changes.

The wriggling membranes and mucus that originally covered the passage have long since disappeared, replaced by cold, hard, primitive rock walls covered with huge chisel marks and traces of energy burning.

The air is no longer just foul-smelling.

It also carried a strong smell of sulfur and the cold scent of rocks deep underground.

The number of people behind Su Wanqing dwindled.

Finally, after passing through a narrow crevice in the rock that could only accommodate two people side by side, as if it had been cleaved by a giant axe, the view suddenly opened up before us.

This is a natural, giant cavern with a dome-shaped ceiling.

Its shape is extremely irregular, as if it were torn apart by an ancient beast in battle.

The dome soared high, hidden in the thick darkness, with only a few mosses emitting a pale, faint light from the crevices in the rock walls providing a dim illumination.

The ground was relatively flat, covered with gravel and a thick layer of dust.

Several deep, enormous fissures, their destinations unknown, loomed around the cave like the throats of monsters.

It was deathly silent, cold, and eerily empty.

"arrive."

Su Wanqing stopped and turned around.

Behind her, besides Fang Qingyu, Jiang Wei, and Wei Banmeng, there was no one else.

Su Wanqing's gaze fell on Fang Qingyu, the holy white light swirling slightly, illuminating her exquisite yet expressionless face: "'Seashell' main node, set up here. Guard it until communication is restored, or I return."

He paused after speaking, his voice seemingly colder and harder than the rock face, yet at the end there was a barely perceptible fluctuation: "If it's done, the Su family will pay the same reward again."

Fang Qingyu had already unloaded the huge bag he was carrying, which contained compressed food, clean water, and backup energy and resources.

He nodded calmly, without saying a word: "Okay."

Su Wanqing gave him a deep look.

Her gaze swept over Jiang Wei, whose face was tense, and Wei Banmeng, whose aura was icy cold. Her red lips parted slightly, and she uttered three words so soft they were almost swallowed by the echo in the cave:
"Survive."

Before she finished speaking, a sudden burst of white light shone around her, and she vanished into the darkness of the narrow crevice she had come from, leaving no trace.

The vast cave was now empty except for Fang Qingyu and his two companions, and an eerie silence.

"let's start."

Fang Qingyu's voice broke the silence.

He and Wei Banmeng quickly opened their bags and took out a more complex and sophisticated metal base and several energy pillars that shimmered with a ghostly blue light than those used by the previous teams.

Without exchanging words, the two tacitly divided the work and cooperated.

Fang Qingyu was in charge of positioning and calibrating the base, while Wei Banmeng quickly connected the energy lines. Jiang Wei, like a wary little animal, sat on a large rock with her knees drawn up to her chest. Her clear eyes scanned the entrances to several deep cracks around her without blinking. An orange-red force field flowed slightly around her, like a candle flame flickering in the darkness.

Setting up communication nodes is not difficult in itself; the real challenge lies in maintaining them afterward.

hum!
As Wei Banmeng precisely inserted the last energy pillar into the base interface, the entire "conch" main node emitted a deep and stable hum, and a faint blue light steadily shone, forming a weak but resilient energy field that enveloped the node.

It became.

Fang Qingyu straightened up and patted the rock dust off his hands.

He walked over to his luggage and opened the silver briefcase.

The deep blue life bead and the crimson blood crystal shimmered together in the dim light, emitting an alluring energy fluctuation.

Without any hesitation, Fang Qingyu grabbed a handful of Microscopic-level Qi and Blood Crystals and tossed them to Wei Banmeng: "Take these."

Wei Banmeng caught it subconsciously and glanced at the quantity.

I didn't expect Fang Qingyu to give so much.

Fang Qingyu ignored her reaction, sat down cross-legged on the cold rocky ground, and piled the remaining Qi and Blood Crystals beside him.

He looked at Jiang Wei and said, "Little Jiang, be on guard."

"Ok!"

Jiang Wei nodded vigorously, sitting up even straighter with her small body.

Fang Qingyu closed his eyes, and the mental cultivation method of the [Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture - Second Revolution] instantly surged and circulated within his body!
Deep in the dantian.

The crimson jade, like an ice cube thrown into boiling oil, suddenly burst forth with dazzling light!
Chi Chi Chi!
The microscopic-level Qi and Blood Crystal in his palm dimmed at a visible speed, and the pure and boundless scorching energy, like a long river of lava, was frantically drawn away, flowing down his palm and transforming into countless roaring red dragons that ruthlessly rushed into Fang Qingyu's limbs and bones!
boom! boom! boom!
It felt as if a dull furnace was churning inside Fang Qingyu's body!

The dark red lava patterns beneath his skin instantly lit up, like a red-hot branding iron, radiating a scorching heat wave! His muscles and bones resonated, emitting a subtle yet dense thunderous sound!

That was the physical body greedily devouring and frantically refining this abundant blood and energy!

Your core skill "Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture - Second Revolution" experience +5

【.】

Experience points are skyrocketing like a runaway horse!

Wei Banmeng looked at the Qi and Blood Crystal in her hand.

Looking again at Fang Qingyu, whose entire body was enveloped in crimson light and whose aura was rising steadily like a volcano about to erupt, a complex emotion flashed in his cold eyes.

In this desperate situation, facing the impending tidal wave of ghouls, he was surprisingly "relaxed," his first instinct not to tense up and prepare defenses, but to cultivate?!
This is truly the ultimate form of confidence.

Or crazy?

Wei Banmeng took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and without further hesitation, sat down cross-legged and held a Qi and Blood Crystal in her palm.

A dark purple aura began to emanate from her body, and her aura became more solid.

However, this tranquility of practice did not last long.

"Swish"

"Eh ho ho"

The faint, dense dragging sounds, the grinding of bones, and the chilling screams, a mixture of hunger and pain, like a viscous tide gushing from the depths of hell, began to seep out from the huge cracks around the cave, growing clearer and closer!

The thick miasma was stirred up, and under the pale phosphorescent light, countless twisted, writhing, grayish-white, and rotting figures appeared and disappeared in the darkness deep in the crack. Their turbid and greedy eyes pierced through the miasma and locked onto the node in the center of the cave that exuded the aura of living beings and a ghostly blue light!

A group of ghosts!
The horde, completely activated by the scent of strangers!

They surged in from all directions!

Jiang Wei suddenly jumped down from the small stone, and the orange-red flames, like blooming lotus flowers, burst forth in her small palm!
The intense heat instantly dispelled the chilling miasma surrounding them.

Wei Banmeng opened her eyes instantly, her dark purple twin blades silently unsheathed, and a chilling killing intent spread out.

Fang Qingyu also opened his eyes at this moment.

There was no fear or solemnity in his eyes, only a deep, still black pool, and from that darkness, a sliver of heat leaping up!

Fang Qingyu slowly stood up, his bones emitting a series of crisp popping sounds.

The surging crimson blood and qi throughout his body did not subside; instead, like an awakened raging dragon, it surged even more violently, forming a layer of scorching mist on his body surface.

He turned his hand and gripped the cold, heavy hilt of the Dragon Sparrow Slash behind him.

Clang——!
The sound of the blade being drawn, clear and melodious like a dragon's roar, instantly drowned out the howls of the ghouls surging from all directions, and resounded loudly throughout the huge cave!

Fang Qingyu's gaze swept to the left and right, his voice not loud, but carrying a resolute determination to sever all distractions and ignite his fighting spirit:
"Jiang Wei, Wei Banmeng."

"Clearance."

The moment he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of crimson lightning that tore through the darkness!

boom!
Starfield, full power!

An absolute territory with a radius of twenty meters suddenly appeared!

A viscous, lead-like, sluggish sensation instantly filled the entire cave entrance!
The dozen or so staggering corpse puppets and rotting corpse dogs at the forefront seemed to have crashed into an invisible swamp, their ferocious charge suddenly halting and their movements becoming incredibly slow!

And it was at the very moment that the force field opened.

"Awe-inspiring!"

Fang Qingyu said in a low voice.

The Dragon Sparrow's Calamity-Slaying Technique transformed into a dark golden lightning bolt that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye!

The flashes of the blades were like splashes of ink, freely spreading across the densest part of the horde of corpses!
Fast! It’s almost as fast as it can be!
Chichi, chichi, chichi——!
The soft sounds of flesh separating and bones breaking blended together!
With a flash of the blade, the corpse puppet's thick bone plates were sliced ​​open as if made of paper, and the corpse hound's twisted body was instantly dismembered!
Blood and bits of flesh rained down like a storm, forming a brief and eerie crimson curtain under the stagnation of the starlight field!

"Roar!"

On the flank, two bone-chilling corpse guards, resisting the sluggish force field, brandished their eerie green bone blades and pounced towards Fang Qingyu's blind spot from behind with a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air!

"Cataclysm!"

Fang Qingyu didn't even turn around.

The Dragon Sparrow Blade's momentum suddenly shifted from extreme speed to an explosive burst!

With a swift turn, the crimson flames and dazzling starlight on the blade merged, collapsed, and then erupted again!

boom! ! !
A destructive blade aura, wreathed in dark red flames and leaping star arcs, crashed into the bone blades that the Bone Guards were blocking with their crosses, like a roaring, furious dragon!

Destroy everything!

Bone blade shattered! The blade's momentum didn't diminish as it violently pierced the corpse guard's chest, blasting a huge, charred hole in his tough body!

The filthy blood and internal organs splattered with the crackling electric arcs!
The bone blade of the other corpse guard was already within reach!
"laugh!"

A condensed, almost tangible, orange-red line of fire arrived first, striking the middle of the bone blade with unparalleled precision!
The terrifyingly high temperature caused it to melt instantly! It was Jiang Wei!

At the same time, a purple shadow cut in like a ghost!

Wei Banmeng's twin blades flashed out two deadly, intersecting streaks of cold light!
The double-edged blade cut into the most vulnerable joints of the Corpse Guard like a scalpel!

Tendons severed! Bones shattered!
The momentum of the corpse guard's charge instantly collapsed, and it fell to the ground with a miserable howl, its head pierced by Wei Banmeng's blade light that followed closely behind.

The three worked together seamlessly!
Fang Qingyu launched the main attack, like a raging thunderstorm, crushing the enemy in front of him with absolute power and speed!

Wherever the dragon sparrow went, severed limbs and broken arms flew everywhere!

Jiang Wei takes control of the situation; her orange-red fire lines are like precise sniper shots, always interrupting fatal attacks or igniting hordes of corpses at the most crucial moments.

Wei Banmeng is like the Grim Reaper in the shadows, wielding two blades to target vital joints, inflicting maximum paralysis with minimal cost and reaping efficient results.

The ghouls surged forth like a tide crashing against a reef.

Before the three-person death line, they were violently torn apart, burned, and dismembered!

A thick wall of corpses, a mixture of charred black and icy blue, quickly piled up at the cave entrance!

The filthy blood soaked into the cold rocks, emitting a nauseating stench.

The roar of battle, the howls of ghouls, and the crackling of flames echoed and reverberated within the enormous cavern.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe a few minutes, maybe a dozen minutes.

When Fang Qingyu used his "Return to Silence" technique to silently pin the last bone-chilling corpse guard that was trying to pounce down from the top of the cliff to the rock face, the surging tide of corpses was finally briefly repelled.

The resentful howls still echoed from the depths of the rift, but for a short time, no new monsters seemed to emerge.

The cave was in complete disarray, with corpses scattered everywhere, blood flowing freely, and a strong stench of death, a mixture of burnt and rotting flesh, filling the air.

Fang Qingyu slowly sheathed his sword.

Thick, black blood dripped from the tip of Long Que's blade, splattering into tiny blood flowers on the cold ground.

His chest rose and fell slightly, the surging crimson blood and qi in his body gradually calmed down, and the light of the lava patterns under his skin gradually subsided, but his eyes shone astonishingly brightly in the dim light.

He casually pulled a compressed biscuit from the inner pocket of his combat uniform, tore open the packaging, and expressionlessly stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

Then he walked up to these spirits and easily disassembled all the life beads.

After throwing some to Wei Banmeng.

Fang Qingyu took the remaining life beads and returned to the spot where he had been sitting cross-legged again.

Take these still-warm Microscopic-level Life Beads and use them for cultivation.

"Hurry up and restore it."

Fang Qingyu's voice was calm and composed.

It was as if the bloody massacre just now was merely a matter of casually brushing away some dust.

Wei Banmeng silently sheathed her twin blades, watching Fang Qingyu grab another handful of Qi and Blood Crystals, close his eyes, and circulate his cultivation technique, causing crimson light to rise around him once more.

For the first time, an almost absurd shock clearly appeared on his cold face.

This madman really treats this hell as a training ground.
They've turned this endless stream of ghostly life into an inexhaustible treasure trove?!

In the darkness, Fang Qingyu felt the energy rapidly draining from the life bead in his palm, felt the heart-pounding surge in the experience bar of his visualization technique, and felt the chilling dragging and howling sounds faintly emanating from the cracks deep within the cave.
His lips were hidden in the shadows where no one could see them.
It curves upwards with an extremely slight yet incredibly clear upward motion.

That curve.
With an almost fanatical anticipation.

(End of this chapter)