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Chapter 236 The Unspoken Understanding Among a Few. Brothers, follow me up the mountain! (2 words, update 35)

The Vajra Buddha's enormous eyes, burning with eerie green flames.

He stared intently at the dark vortex in the sky that devoured everything, and at the tiny figure floating in the air below the vortex, as if wielding the power of darkness.

That eerie, compassionate, and sinister smile froze completely on the giant Buddha face.

It was immediately replaced by an unprecedented fear and rage!
It clearly sensed how domineering and irresistible the power emanating from that black vortex was!
That was the suppression of rules that transcended the very essence of its Buddha-demon body.

"Roar--!!!"

A terrifying roar that shattered the air carried the extreme rage of someone whose divine power had been angered by mere ants.

The Vajra Buddha's massive body suddenly twisted.

The seven giant arms that had just been breached by Wei Banmeng and the other two, slowing their bombardment, no longer focused on attacking the crumbling dark red crystal wall supported by Jiang Wei, and also abandoned Fang Qingyu who was right in front of them.

It was trying to escape!
The enormous, dark golden Buddha foot slammed into the ground beneath its feet, and its massive body unleashed a terrifying speed completely disproportionate to its size, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, as it charged madly toward the depths of the ravine, away from the vortex and away from Fang Qingyu!
Mountains move, the earth shakes!
It must escape this desolate place shrouded in bizarre laws!

However, it seems that Vajra Buddha underestimated the fighting strength of Wei Banmeng and his companions.

As prodigies, it's impossible for Wei Banmeng and his group to defeat a peak second-tier opponent head-on.

But if we only ask them to attack a second-tier peak Fate Ghost, can they cause any damage?

The answer is absolutely yes!
"Stop it!"

Jiang Wei's golden eyes erupted with a resolute light, and for the first time, a clear pain appeared on her small face, the pale golden bloodstains at the corner of her mouth even more glaring.

Supporting the dark red crystal wall and withstanding the bombardment of the seven arms had already shaken her very essence, and now she was forcibly urging her last bit of power.

"Certainly!"

A crisp, clear decree, yet imbued with supreme will!
Om-!
The dark red domain instantly contracted, transforming into countless dark red chains burning with flames, which instantly wrapped around the knees of Vajra Buddha's two giant legs that were running wildly with all their might.

Chi Chi Chi -!
Dark red flames scorched the knee joints, which were covered with dark gold skin and Sanskrit inscriptions, producing a piercing corrosive sound!
The Vajra Buddha's massive body suddenly staggered, and its sprinting speed abruptly decreased.

"Leave it to me!"

Chu Kuanglan's roar was like the final cry of a wounded beast.

He was covered in blood, and his lava energy had long since faded, but his eyes burned with a madness that made him fight with everything he had.

Completely disregarding the terrifying wind pressure generated by Vajra Buddha's escape, which was enough to tear him apart, he rushed towards Vajra Buddha's ankle joint, like a moth drawn to a flame.

"Lava Burst!!!"

He used the last of his life force, compressing all his strength and will into his fists, and fiercely struck the ankle covered with bronze scales!
boom! ! !
Like a hammer striking stubborn iron!

The sound of bones cracking echoed through Chu Kuanglan's arms instantly, and he was violently thrown back by the enormous recoil, spitting out blood!

But under his desperate attack, the bronze scales on Vajra Buddha's huge ankle joint shattered, and his dark gold bones groaned under the strain. His massive body lost its balance again and tilted to the side!
"Shadowless Severance!"

Lu Jiuyuan's figure transformed into a blade of light that almost blended into the night.

Fast! It’s almost as fast as it can be!
The target is not the indestructible body of the Vajra Buddha, but the relatively vulnerable armpit joint exposed by its fall!

laugh--!
The condensed blade energy, like a red-hot steel needle, with a sharpness capable of tearing through everything, precisely cut into the joint gaps.

The dark golden, viscous blood of Buddha and demon splattered.

The movement of the Vajra Buddha's supporting arm showed an extremely slight delay for a moment.

"Ice Soul - Sealing!"

Wei Banmeng's cold voice carried a chilling aura as she slashed out with her Xuan Chi twin blades crossed!

The two condensed, icy blue blade energies were not an attack, but rather they instantly converged on the ground in front of the direction in which the Vajra Buddha was tilting!

Snap, snap——!
A vast area of ​​frigid ice, several meters in radius, instantly solidified, becoming smooth as a mirror and radiating a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the very soul.

The Vajra Buddha's enormous feet slammed heavily onto the ice.

boom!
The ice surface was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, but the extreme slipperiness and sluggishness caused the Vajra Buddha, which was already out of balance due to the attacks of Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan, to completely lose control of its massive body. Like a mountain collapsing and a jade pillar falling, it crashed to the side in the direction of the ice domain.

Boom-! ! ! !

It was like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting open!

The massive body of the Vajra Buddha crashed heavily onto the icy region, shattering the ice and sending up clouds of ice shards and dust.

The enormous impact caused the entire valley floor to tremble violently once again.

It is this sluggishness and collapse that occur in the blink of an eye.

Suspended beneath the dark vortex, Fang Qingyu's eyes were completely filled with deep darkness. He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, and finally brought it down towards the huge target struggling to rise below!
"Binding."

A cold, emotionless syllable was uttered.

Om-! ! !
At the center of the enormous dark vortex in the sky, a jet-black pillar of light, far more condensed and profound than the one that had previously drawn countless souls, seemingly formed from the ultimate dark origin of the universe, fell silently yet with incredible speed, like a spear of judgment.

The target was the dark golden mountains struggling to rise from the smoke and dust below.

Vajra Buddha!
The burning demonic eyes of the Vajra Buddha were instantly and completely consumed by the descending darkness.

It's felt!
That fear, more terrifying than death, is the ultimate fear of being completely controlled and having one's existence erased.

"Do not--!!!"

It emitted an unprecedented shriek, a mixture of rage and despair.

The dim, dark red Sanskrit characters on his body suddenly burst into a dazzling blood-red light.

A terrifying power, a mixture of Buddhist solemnity and extreme malevolence, erupted from its body, attempting to break free from the invisible restraints, shatter the dark red chains binding its legs, and overturn the icy ruins pressing down on it!

The dark golden power of Buddha and demon surged wildly across its surface like boiling magma.
It fiercely clashed with the immense power emanating from the descending dark pillar of light, emitting a piercing hissing sound.

The massive body writhed and twisted violently amidst the smoke and ice shards, its seven unfrozen arms flailing wildly as the vajra smashed the earth, attempting to break free from the deadly lock.

however!
Jiang Wei's burning dark red chains tightly bound its leg joints.

Wei Banmeng's Ice Soul Seal slowed down its speed of getting up.

The joint injuries caused by Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan fighting to the death weakened its explosive power.

The key is
The moment the Vajra Buddha unleashed all its power in an attempt to break free, the jet-black beam of light descended!
laugh--!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no blinding clash of lights.

There was only a chilling hissing sound, like a red-hot iron branding rotten wood.

The extremely condensed dark beam of light struck the Vajra Buddha's enormous head between the eyebrows with perfect precision.

moment!

Countless fine, jet-black threads, exuding an aura of absolute control, spread wildly outwards from the point where the beam of light landed, like a living black net!
In the blink of an eye!

It then covered the Vajra Buddha's enormous head, neck, shoulders, chest, waist, and abdomen, down to its seven wildly waving giant arms and two giant legs bound by chains.

Densely packed! Intertwined!
It was as if this world-destroying Buddha-demon had been draped in a shroud woven from ultimate darkness!

All of Vajra Buddha's struggles, roars, and the eruption of his Buddha-demonic power vanished the moment the black net covered his entire body.
Stop it abruptly!

Time seemed to freeze completely at that moment.

Its massive, mountain-like body remained in a ferocious, struggling posture, its seven arms raised high, the power on the vajra still present, and the eerie green ghost fire dancing wildly in its giant eyes, yet it could no longer move an inch.

Like a terrifying sculpture frozen in the moment of destruction, gripped by an invisible giant hand.

It was firmly nailed to this scorched and shattered land by countless thin, black lines.

Om-! ! !
Above the sky, the dark vortex that had devoured countless dead ghosts seemed to have received the most crucial signal from its prey, and its rotation speed suddenly increased.

An even more terrifying and irresistible pulling force suddenly erupted.

The black net covering the entire Vajra Buddha instantly tightened.

Pull!

A silent and terrifying struggle unfolded in an instant.

On one side is the dark vortex of divine judgment and divine guidance.

On one side was the final struggle and unwillingness of a second-tier peak Buddha-demon-demon-fate ghost.

The massive body of Vajra Buddha, covered by a black net, began to tremble violently. Beneath its dark gold skin, muscles writhed wildly like dragons, trying to resist the terrifying pull from the sky.

Its dark red Sanskrit characters erupted with a final, dazzling blood-red light, like a final burst of light before death, fiercely confronting the black net and emitting a dense "crackling" sound, like shattering glass.

The eerie green flames flickered wildly in the giant eye, filled with extreme violence and a hint of unbelievable despair.

Its enormous body was pulled along by the black net.
It began to lift off the ground extremely slowly, inch by inch!
The heavy Buddha's feet left the broken ice and the earth, bringing with them a sticky, filthy mud.

The enormous arm, covered in bronze scales, hung limply at the bottom.

The enormous Buddha head, tightly wrapped in a black net, tilted slightly upwards, its burning demonic eyes fixed on the swirling dark vortex, as if trying to see through to its ultimate, all-consuming destiny.

The strength to struggle was rapidly waning.

The dark red Sanskrit light, like a candle flickering in the wind, quickly dimmed and went out.

The eerie green will-o'-the-wisps flickered weaker and weaker.

finally--

Completely extinguished.

That enormous, mountain-like body, radiating an aura of world destruction, had lost all its power and vitality.

Like a puppet whose soul has been taken away.

Pulled by countless thin, dark lines, it maintained its frozen, struggling posture, silently and defying gravity, slowly drifting towards the swirling dark vortex in the sky.

It rises higher and higher.

Getting smaller and smaller.

Finally, it was completely swallowed up by that deep, all-consuming darkness.

Buzz.
With the complete disappearance of the Vajra Buddha's enormous body.

The enormous dark vortex in the sky seemed to have completed its final mission, and its rotation suddenly slowed down.

The deep darkness receded inward, shrinking and dimming rapidly like the receding tide.

Between a few breaths.

The pitch-black vortex that had covered the entire sky at the bottom of the valley, radiating endless terror and oppressive power, completely vanished without a trace.

It's like it never happened.

The cracks in the shattered sky remain, but it no longer spews forth demons of death.

A foul stench permeated the air, but its source was lost.

A deathly silence once again enveloped the ravaged ruins.

No, it wasn't completely silent.

Only the heavy, labored breathing sounds, like a broken bellows, echoed throughout the ruins.

Wei Banmeng leaned against a half-collapsed wall and slowly slid to the ground, the Xuan Chi twin swords falling from her hands with a clang.

His pale face was bloodless, his lips were cracked, his chest heaved violently, and every breath was accompanied by a tearing pain.

Those eyes that were always calm and still.

Now, gazing at the night sky, now revealed after the vortex disappeared, dotted with sparse starlight.

A profound sense of shock and bewilderment lingered deep within his pupils.

They seemed to still be reeling from the terrifying, mind-blowing scene they had just witnessed.

Chu Kuanglan lay sprawled on the ground amidst rubble, his bones feeling like they were broken, his arms hanging limply at his sides, clearly fractured.

He was panting heavily, each breath aggravating the wound in his chest and abdomen, causing him to grimace in pain.

Lu Jiuyuan knelt on one knee, leaning on his nearly blunted longsword to barely keep himself from falling.

The deep, bone-revealing wound on his waist and abdomen reopened, and blood stained his tattered combat uniform.

Head bowed, sweat mixed with blood dripped from his chin, and his hand gripping the knife trembled uncontrollably. The image of the Vajra Buddha being covered by a black net and dragged into a dark vortex like a puppet replayed repeatedly in his mind; his heart pounded wildly, as if it would burst from his chest.

Jiang Wei's face was as pale as paper, her breath was extremely weak, and her red eyes had dimmed considerably, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

She silently took out a new lollipop from her dusty little backpack, unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth, her little cheeks puffing out slightly as she quietly sucked on it.

It was as if she hadn't been the one who had just fought against the seven-armed opponent.

Fang Qingyu
Pfft!
He fell from his suspended state and crashed onto the charred, scalding ground, soaked in filthy blood.

The dark gold dragon scales covering its entire body receded rapidly like a tide, and the prominent dragon horns on its forehead slowly retracted.

The surging black flames of the Shadow Candle around him instantly extinguished, and the eternal night territory spreading beneath his feet silently dissipated.

The phantom of the Dragon Armor of Shunshi had long since disappeared.

They have regained their original human form.

His bare upper body was covered with a mix of old and new scars, and his bronze skin was covered with filth, blood, and scorch marks.

The Dragon Sparrow Blade was stuck diagonally in the scorched earth beside him, its blade dull, and the lightning within the cracks had subsided.

Fang Qingyu lay on his back on the cold, broken ground, his chest heaving violently, each breath carrying a burning pain and the metallic taste of blood.

The activation of Divine Judgment and Heavenly Guidance.

It almost drained all of his spiritual energy and vital energy.

The ultimate strike, merging the two systems, came at a tremendous cost.

Fang Qingyu gazed at the starry sky that had been briefly obscured by the massive body of the Vajra Buddha, and was now re-revealed.

The starlight was faint, obscured by the smoke and filth, appearing hazy and indistinct.

But that was real starlight.

The battle is over?
That endless, overwhelming tide of ghostly beings, that terrifying Vajra Buddha as tall as a mountain, radiating world-destroying pressure... truly vanished like a dream?
All that remained was this ruin, utterly ravaged into dust, and five people nearly exhausted and dying.

They really killed a peak-level second-tier Fate Ghost?!
This thought, like a thunderclap, repeatedly exploded in the exhausted and numb minds of Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan, bringing waves of dizzying absurdity and a trace of ecstatic joy at surviving a catastrophe.

however.

As the initial shock and elation of escaping death subsided slightly...

Countless questions surged forth like a tidal wave, assaulting their thoughts.

What exactly was that dark vortex that blotted out the sky just now?
What are those two lifelike dark gold dragons on Fang Qingyu's arm?
What power was that figure that just now, with dragon horns, covered in dragon scales, burning with black flames, and floating like a dark overlord?!

That would lead and devour countless dead souls like puppets on strings.

A terrifying ability that even a peak second-tier martial arts master cannot resist. This is something that no martial arts grandmaster could possess!
All kinds of doubts came to my mind.

After a brief moment of astonishment and confusion, the gazes of Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan met briefly in mid-air.

A complex emotion flickered deep within Wei Banmeng's cool eyes.

But ultimately...
Fang Qingyu shook his head very slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Chu Kuanglan grinned, his mouth covered in blood, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw Wei Banmeng's eyes, and then saw Lu Jiuyuan beside him who was also silent, his eyes flickering but eventually returning to calm, he stopped.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

In the end, he forcefully suppressed his doubts with a loud, boisterous laugh.

"Hahaha! That's great! That's fucking great!"

Chu Kuanglan slapped his thigh hard, the movement causing him to wince in pain from his wound, yet he still laughed heartily, his voice hoarse but booming, "My life has been worth it! I defeated a peak second-tier Destiny Ghost, two realms above my own! Who the hell would believe that?! Hahaha!"

Lu Jiuyuan leaned on his knife, raised his head, and a very ugly smile appeared on his pale face. His voice was weak but carried the same heroic spirit: "Crazy Chu, if that's how you put it, then according to your calculation, I'll kill him too."

"Bullshit!" Chu Kuanglan tried to swing his arm in rebuttal, but a sharp pain made him convulse. "Your knife was at best a scraping motion! My punch... cough cough, that was a real, hard impact!"

“Without Junior Sister’s Ice Domain Slowdown, without Jiang Wei’s Chain Imprisonment, without Fang Shen’s final blow,” Lu Jiuyuan gasped, his gaze sweeping over Wei Banmeng and Jiang Wei before finally settling on Fang Qingyu lying on the ground, his eyes filled with complex emotions, “Your punch wasn’t even good enough to polish its toenails.”

Chu Kuanglan paused for a moment, then grinned: "Alright, alright! Count it as the three of us... no! Count it as the five of us! We took it down together! Hahaha! Five Tier 2s, taking down a Tier 2 peak! Isn't that a legendary achievement?!"

Wei Banmeng leaned against the broken wall, listening to Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan's conversation. Her cold face was expressionless as she silently took out a clean strip of cloth from her tactical pouch and began to slowly and carefully wipe the Xuan Chi twin swords that had fallen beside her.

But she didn't ask anything.

Not a word.

Just wiping the knife.

Lu Jiuyuan also fell silent, no longer arguing with Chu Kuanglan.

Silently adjusting her breathing, she tended to the gruesome wound on her waist and abdomen, her gaze lowered as she looked at the chipped blade, as if it held the most captivating patterns in the world.

Fang Qingyu was lying on the ground.

Listening to Chu Kuanglan's boastful words about surviving a disaster, listening to Lu Jiuyuan's agreement and teasing, and feeling Wei Banmeng's silent but tacitly understanding wiping.

His eyes, like molten gold, gazed at the hazy starry sky, and a relieved smile slowly curved his lips.

Fang Qingyu originally thought that he had exposed the Dragon Transformation, the Dragon Craft of the Shun Era, the Eternal Night Territory, and the Divine Judgment and Heavenly Guidance.
This revealed a power far beyond that of martial artists, and even beyond the comprehension of conventional religious believers.

This will raise countless questions and even suspicions.

but.
No.

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan were exchanging jokes.

They tacitly attributed all the incredible power to "Fang Shen's last move," and then reveled in the glorious achievement of "five people joining forces to kill a peak second-tier opponent."

Wei Banmeng made her stance clear by silently wiping her knife.

She saw it, but she chose to keep it sealed away.

The group chose to bury this shocking secret temporarily with laughter, teasing, and silence.

Actually, after it was confirmed that the Zhulong system was not an evil god, there was little risk in exposing it.

At least they won't be targeted for violence.

The biggest hidden danger lies in the "coexistence of two systems".

This is an ability that no one has ever possessed before.

But at this moment, faced with these three comrades who, knowing the danger, still risked their lives to return and provide support, and who now tacitly chose to protect him...
Fang Qingyu's worries vanished.

Just see it.

Fang Qingyu felt relieved, and a blood-stained smile slowly bloomed on his tired face.

No more worries.

He merely chuckled weakly in the direction of Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan, muttering, "You two... stop trying to make yourselves look good."

……

At the foot of the mountain, a makeshift defensive line was temporarily erected.

Zhang Tiezhu, like a weathered, blood-stained sculpture, leaned on his completely dulled, blood-stained machete, standing at the very front of the position.

The bloodshot eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets.

He stared intently at the force field barrier on the mountaintop, which glowed faintly in the night.

Every vibration or rumble that came from the mountaintop, however faint, struck his heart like a heavy hammer.

His right hand, gripping the knife handle tightly, made a soft "crackling" sound from the excessive force, and the veins under his dark skin were bulging, as if he wanted to crush the knife handle with his bare hands!
Behind them, the surviving soldiers of the Tiger Company and the elite soldiers of the Sharp Knife Squad were like bowstrings stretched to their limit.

No one spoke.

Only the heavy, suppressed breathing rose and fell in the silent mountain forest.

Sweat mixed with bloodstains slid down his forehead, dripping onto his chapped lips, bringing a salty, rusty taste.

The air was so heavy it felt like you could wring water out of it.

Time passed second by second, like a dull knife cutting flesh.

The commotion on the mountaintop seemed to be gradually subsiding.
Has it been a victory?

Or is it the worst possible outcome?

Zhang Tiezhu dared not think about it, nor did he want to.

In this suffocating silence.

Sizzle sizzle
The field communicator hanging on Zhang Tiezhu's waist suddenly emitted a piercing electrical static.

The sudden sound was like a thunderclap in the deathly silent mountain forest.

Every soldier's heart leaped into their throat!

Zhang Tiezhu's face, covered in blood and sweat, trembled violently. His bloodshot eyes instantly focused on the communicator, and his broken left hand, with astonishing speed and a barely perceptible tremor, suddenly grabbed at the communicator!
He didn't even have time to adjust the channel; he practically screamed into the microphone:

"Hello?! Hello?! The mountaintop! What's the situation at the top?! Captain Fang! Comrade Wei! Are you there?! Answer me!!!"

His voice was hoarse and cracked, carrying undisguised anxiety, fear, and a sliver of hope.

There was a brief silence on the other end of the communicator.

Those few seconds of silence felt like an eternity.

Zhang Tiezhu felt as if his heart was about to stop beating.

The soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Company and the Sharp Knife Platoon all held their breath, staring intently at the communicator in Zhang Tiezhu's hand.

at last.

A hoarse, tired voice, yet carrying a hint of relaxed laughter, clearly pierced through the static of the radio and came through the communicator:

"Company Commander Zhang, stop shouting, you're making my ears go deaf."

It's Fang Qingyu's voice!
Zhang Tiezhu's burly body jolted violently! His bloodshot eyes instantly welled up with tears, which he then blinked back sharply.

"Captain Fang?! It's you? Are you all alright?! Where's Comrade Jiang?! Where are Comrade Wei and the others?!"

He bombarded him with questions, his voice trembling with the shock of surviving a disaster.

"Everything's fine." Fang Qingyu's voice was tinged with laughter. "I'm just a little tired and need some help to clean up the battlefield. The sixth wave of the Ghost Tide is over. You can come back up and rebuild the defenses."

"Solved?!" Zhang Tiezhu's voice suddenly rose, filled with unbelievable elation. "You mean that monster from before?"

"Yeah, it's all taken care of. Come on up, this 'ghost village' is pretty deserted, with only a few of us left breathing."

Fang Qingyu's voice was teasing.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!!!"

Zhang Tiezhu roared "Good!" three times in a row, each word like a heavy hammer striking the ground, full of power!
Then he whirled around, his face, covered in blood and sweat, radiating an unprecedented light. To the warriors behind him, stretched to their limits, he unleashed a roar that shook the mountains:

"Brothers! Did you hear that?! Captain Fang and his men! They took down that son of a bitch!!!"

"Tiger Company! All units, please be prepared!!!"

Zhang Tiezhu suddenly raised the chipped machete, its blade pointing straight at the mountaintop!
"Follow me—"

"Up the mountain!!!"

"yes--!!!"

The response was deafening and thunderous!

All the exhaustion, all the repression, all the grief and indignation, at this moment transformed into a roar that pierced the sky!

The dark green figures, like a bursting torrent, carried an uncontrollable ecstasy and an extremely high fighting spirit, closely following their company commander, who straightened his spine like a war god.

Heading towards the mountaintop.

They surged toward the ruins of the battlefield, which had just witnessed a great battle!

(End of this chapter)