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Chapter 238 Fate. The Fate Ghost Begs for Mercy! ! ? (Updated 55 times out of 2 words)

Fang Qingyu's eyes, which were like molten gold, instantly narrowed.

This was the first time he had ever seen a Martial Saint in full power!

That terrifying power of blood and qi, restrained to the extreme yet as vast as an abyss, and that martial will that seemed capable of shaking heaven and earth with every move.
Far beyond what a second-tier grandmaster can compare to.

This is the true pinnacle of human martial arts.

The Martial Saint's gaze swept across the entire camp like two searchlights.

His gaze was sharp as a knife, carrying a cold and efficient scrutiny of the battlefield. It lingered briefly on Zhang Tiezhu and the soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Company before finally settling precisely on the direction of the medical tent.

Or rather, it landed on Fang Qingyu and his group of five inside the tent.

Especially Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei.

His gaze lingered for a moment on Fang Qingyu's body covered in wounds and the lingering aura of a Dragon Fist Grandmaster, before sweeping over Jiang Wei's small figure and her dim yet still profound red eyes.

A very subtle hint of surprise seemed to flash deep in his eyes.

Immediately, that hint of surprise turned into understanding.

The Martial Saint took a step forward.

hum!
The space seemed to fold beneath his feet.

With just one step, his tall figure appeared at the entrance of the medical tent.

There were no words spoken, no pleasantries exchanged.

That voice, carrying the scent of fresh blood and earth, yet unusually steady and powerful, entered the ears of everyone inside the tent clearly, like a heavy hammer blow:

"Black Pine Pass?"

His gaze locked onto Fang Qingyu, his question leaving no room for doubt.

"Yes!"

Zhang Tiezhu almost instinctively straightened his back and answered in a hoarse voice, his tone filled with awe.

"A peak second-tier life ghost?" The Martial Saint's voice was completely flat.

"Yes! It's already been taken care of by Captain Fang and the others."

Zhang Tiezhu was just about to report on the battle situation.

"solved?"

The Martial Saint interrupted directly, his gaze still fixed on Fang Qingyu, his tone stating rather than questioning.

Fang Qingyu met that tangible gaze, forced himself to sit up straight, and nodded: "Yes."

The Martial Saint's face, covered in frost and blood, remained expressionless; he merely nodded very slightly.

"very good."

He uttered two words crisply and decisively, as if he had only confirmed something trivial.

next moment.

Om-! ! !
A surge of blood energy, even more violent and terrifying than the one that had just descended, erupted instantly!

The ground beneath the Martial Saint's feet cracked silently.

He transformed into an even more dazzling and refined streak of crimson-gold light, soaring into the sky like a comet tearing through the night!

direction
It was the northeastern horizon from which the terrifying explosion he had arrived had come from!
boom--! ! !
The crimson-gold light tore through the air with a deafening roar, instantly disappearing into the depths of the thick night, leaving only the turbulent airflow and a slowly spreading ripple of energy.

Its speed and momentum far exceeded when it arrived.

It was as if the pause just now was only to confirm whether a certain coordinate point was safe. After confirming, they rushed to the next, more brutal and dangerous battlefield without hesitation!
The entire camp fell silent once again.

All that remained was the rustling of the mountain wind through the tent and countless heavy, suppressed breaths.

"Gudong."

Some people swallowed hard, looking in the direction where the Martial Saint disappeared, their eyes filled with shock and longing.

"Third-tier Martial Saint, damn it! This is a true god!"

Lu Jiuyuan's expression was complicated: "He's rushing to a show. That loud noise just now..."

"Hmm." Wei Banmeng's cool voice rang out, carrying a hint of barely perceptible solemnity, "His injuries are fresh; the battle isn't over yet."

Fang Qingyu remained silent.

His eyes, like molten gold, gazed at the night sky where the Martial Saint had disappeared.

My heart was churning with turbulent emotions.

Where is the battlefield of the Martial Saint?

What level of ghosts were they facing?

Why would a third-tier Martial Saint, already injured, be so urgently shuttling between different battlefields?
What kind of beings were fighting that terrifying explosion coming from the northeast?

……

Two days and two nights passed.

Night fell once again over the mountains.

At the mountaintop, outside the force field barrier of Heisong'ao, a temporary observation post was set up.

The campfire flickered in the cold wind, dispelling the damp chill of the mountains.

Two soldiers from the Fierce Tiger Company, wrapped in overcoats, watched the faintly glowing force field barrier warily.

Although the place was deathly silent and covered in scorched earth, no one dared to be careless after experiencing the hellish scenes before.

The sound of footsteps came.

Fang Qingyu and his four companions, accompanied by members of the top-performing class, walked over.

After more than a day of rest and replenishment of resources, although their faces were still tired and pale, their breathing was noticeably more stable.

"Captain Fang! Captain Wei! Comrade Jiang! Comrade Chu! Comrade Lu!"

The two soldiers immediately straightened up and saluted, their eyes filled with heartfelt reverence.

Fang Qingyu nodded, his gaze falling on the barrier that separated life and death: "How is the situation?"

One of the soldiers showed a rare, slightly relaxed smile, and his voice became a little louder:

"Reporting, Captain Fang! It's been a full day and night since you went down there yesterday! Inside the force field..."

He paused, his tone tinged with disbelief and relief:

"Not a sound! Not even a ghost, let alone a ghost! The force field fluctuations are very stable! Our squad leader said that this situation basically confirms that the source of the ghost at Black Pine Pass has been completely eliminated by you guys! We've passed the Ghost Festival hurdle!"

"pass?"

Chu Kuanglan grimaced, pulling at the still-healing wound on his face, and hissed in pain. "Damn it, I can finally breathe. I thought this hellhole was going to go on forever!"

Lu Jiuyuan also breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxing slightly.

A relieved smile appeared on Zhang Tiezhu's dark face.

As Fang Qingyu listened to the soldier's report, a thoughtful look flashed deep in his molten gold eyes.

For a day and a night, there was no movement.

This does indeed fit the characteristics of a "source point" that has been completely removed.

Could it be that the second-tier mid-realm life ghost that Jiang Wei discovered was really just scared out of its wits and completely disappeared, or had already perished with the destruction of Vajra Buddha?

He subconsciously looked at Jiang Wei beside him.

The little girl was sucking on a lollipop with her head down, her face expressionless. Her clear, molten gold eyes were fixed on the direction of the force field barrier, her gaze calm and undisturbed, seemingly unsurprised by the outcome.

But Fang Qingyu always felt that things wouldn't be that simple.

At this moment, Zhang Tiezhu came out from inside and his eyes lit up when he saw Fang Qingyu.

He rubbed his hands together, leaned closer, lowered his voice, and asked in a questioning tone.

"Captain Fang."

"Look, it's been over 48 hours, a perfectly safe period. The higher-ups have said it's basically safe here. Should we... leave now?"

He pointed towards the brightly lit camp at the foot of the mountain: "The brothers have been on edge for so many days, their nerves are about to snap."

Upon hearing this, Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan's eyes lit up as they looked at Fang Qingyu.

Wei Banmeng didn't speak, but her cold gaze also turned towards him.

Fang Qingyu remained silent for a few seconds.

His gaze swept over the calm force field barrier once more, and over the expectant, relaxed smiles on the faces of the two warriors.

Finally, he nodded slowly.

"it is good."

He took out his communicator and connected to Zhou Zhenguo's encrypted channel.

"Commander Zhou, the abandoned village of Heisong'ao has been cleared of peak second-tier life ghosts for over 48 hours since the day before yesterday, and there have been no further life ghost fluctuations. The force field barrier is stable, and it is preliminarily determined that the threat to this high-risk point has been eliminated. My squad and the Fierce Tiger Company request to withdraw for rest and reorganization."

The background noise on the other end of the communicator was extremely loud.

The intense crackling of communication calls, the hum of weapons, the groans of the wounded, and the roars of the commander.
They intertwine to form a brutal battlefield symphony.

Zhou Zhenguo's voice was heavy with exhaustion, but even more so with heartfelt relief and excitement:
"Roger that, Captain Fang! Excellent! Well done! Removing Heisong'ao is like relieving our war zone of a huge burden! On behalf of all the officers and soldiers of the Anjiang Provincial War Zone, I thank you!"

His voice paused, as if he were suppressing his emotions, before he said decisively:
"Evacuation approved! Immediately! Right now! The main camp has prepared the best rest area and medical resources for you! Get down here quickly! Don't worry about anything else! Focus on recovering! There are still tough battles to fight, and Black Pine Pass doesn't need you to guard it anymore!"

"Understood," Fang Qingyu replied.

Put down the communicator.

"Brothers!" Zhang Tiezhu roared with a smile to the soldiers on guard around him, "Pack your weapons! Retreat! Down the mountain! Back to camp!"

"oh--!!!"

The long-suppressed cheers suddenly erupted from the mountaintop.

The soldiers' faces beamed with the joy of surviving a disaster and the relief of having been relieved of a heavy burden.

They quickly began dismantling the temporary fortifications and packing up equipment and supplies.

Fang Qingyu and the others did not leave immediately.

Chu Kuanglan plopped down on a rock by the campfire, rubbing his still numb arm.

Wei Banmeng then took out her specially made military tablet, her slender fingers swiping rapidly across it, her cool brows furrowing slightly.

"What's wrong, junior sister? What are you looking at?"

Chu Kuanglan peered around curiously.

Wei Banmeng didn't even look up, calmly reciting a few names:
"The place where Liu Hanyan's team was stationed was attacked by three large waves of life ghosts yesterday. One of the waves consisted of two early second-tier life ghosts and one that appeared to be a mid-second-tier life ghost. After a fierce battle of five hours, they repelled the wave of life ghosts. Team member 'Thousand Machine Hand' Situ Ming's left arm was shredded by a life ghost, resulting in a permanent limb amputation. Liu Hanyan herself suffered from exhaustion of true essence and internal injuries."

"The Shi Kong Squad encountered a large-scale attack by a mutated Shadow Hound horde in a blizzard environment, as well as a second-tier mid-stage Life Ghost. After a night of fierce fighting, Shi Kong's Golden Body was broken and his internal organs were shaken. To cover his teammates' retreat, squad member Shi Kaishan withstood the head-on charge of the Frost Iron Devouring Ghost, resulting in a shattered sternum and severe injuries that brought him to the brink of death. He was just rescued."

The smiles on Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan's faces froze instantly.

Chu Kuanglan opened his mouth, but in the end only managed to utter one curse: "Damn it!"

Lu Jiuyuan clenched his fists, his eyes heavy.

Fang Qingyu also frowned.

The situation on Liu Hanyan and Shi Kong's side was even more dire than theirs.

Although all five of them were severely injured and exhausted, their limbs were intact and they did not suffer permanent disabilities.

The casualties of the Fierce Tiger Company were kept to a relatively low level after experiencing such intense fighting.

This was largely due to the outbursts from Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei at the last moment.

Otherwise, they will face the Vajra Buddha and the sixth wave of frenzy.

The entire Heisong'ao defense line will inevitably be completely crushed, leaving no trace of the dead.

"How do you know so much?" Fang Qingyu asked Wei Banmeng.

Wei Banmeng turned the tablet screen towards him.

The image above is of a cute girl.

It was a photo sent by Liu Hanyan.

On the hospital bed, a young man lay pale as a sheet, his left shoulder and below completely bare, wrapped in thick bandages.

Beside her was Liu Hanyan, whose face was also pale, and whose eyes were tired but resolute.

Caption: [We held on. Situ lost an arm, I'm injured. It's alright.]

“I know Hanyan,” Wei Banmeng explained simply, putting away her tablet. Fang Qingyu understood.

As two outstanding women and both natives of Beijing, it's perfectly normal for them to know each other.

"Oh shit."

Chu Kuanglan vigorously wiped his face, completely dispelling the slight relief that had just arisen. "It's not easy for anyone."

Lu Jiuyuan nodded silently.

The group fell silent for a moment.

The campfire crackled, illuminating several faces burdened with worries.

Fang Qingyu also took out his phone and logged into the internal forum of the Shenguanju APP.

No need to search deliberately, the posts highlighted in red on the homepage are shocking:
[Urgent! The defense line of Baihe Town, Yunze Province, is in critical condition! A suspected early-stage second-tier Life Ghost has appeared! Requesting urgent support from nearby martial artists of second tier or above, or members of the Divine Cult! Coordinates]

[A desperate plea for help! Our outpost on the northern icy plains is surrounded by a pack of mutated shadow hounds! The last message before communications were cut off was that a Grandmaster was critically injured! We can't hold on much longer!]

[Hiring a Top-Tier Talent! The 'Ghost Cry Ravine' in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Nanling urgently needs a second-tier chosen one skilled in mental defense! Reward: Thirty second-tier initial-stage meditation flowers!]

[A massive, powerful ghostly lair has been detected in the 'Quicksand City' of the Western Gobi Desert! It's suspected to be commanded by a high-ranking ghost! Official rescue efforts are delayed! Civilian forces are urgently needed!]

The screen was filled with SOS posts, like bloody battle reports, silently telling the cruelty of this Ghost Festival.

Behind every post is a warrior fighting a bloody battle, a precarious defense line, and a lifeline that could be torn apart at any moment.

The official resources are stretched thin.

We can only prioritize dealing with those extremely high-risk points that, if breached, will unleash "city-destroying" monsters.

For Fang Qingyu and his team to be able to single-handedly eliminate a high-risk point guarded by a peak second-tier expert without any backup is nothing short of a miracle.

Many ordinary defense lines can only rely on local forces to hold out, posting on forums and praying for a slim chance of a miracle.

The atmosphere became heavy again.

"Alright! Everything's all tidied up!"

Zhang Tiezhu's loud voice broke the silence.

The soldiers had already dismantled and packed up the camp, and several reinforced off-road vehicles and armored personnel carriers started their engines.

"Captain Fang, comrades, get in the car! Let's go home!"

Zhang Tiezhu put on a smile again and greeted them.

Fang Qingyu and the others suppressed their emotions and helped each other to their feet.

It's time to leave.

He took one last look at the force field barrier that glowed faintly in the night.

It remained deathly silent inside.

Perhaps I'm just overthinking things.

……

The convoy slowly descended the rugged mountain road.

The headlights pierced the darkness of the mountains, and the roar of the engine echoed through the valley.

Fang Qingyu leaned back in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Jiang Wei sat next to him, holding a tablet, quietly sucking on a lollipop.

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan were in another car, probably already asleep from exhaustion.

Wei Banmeng sat in the passenger seat, her cool eyes gazing out the window at the dark mountains and forests rushing past.

When the convoy left the Heisong'ao area, turned a corner, and could no longer see the faint light at the mountaintop, the convoy was completely obscured.

Fang Qingyu suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes, like molten gold, shone brightly in the dimly lit carriage.

"parking."

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

squeak--!
The driver instinctively slammed on the brakes.

The convoy stopped on the narrow mountain road.

"Captain Fang? What's wrong?"

Zhang Tiezhu, in the passenger seat, turned around in surprise.

"You guys go first." Fang Qingyu opened the car door, the movement aggravating his wound, causing his brows to furrow almost imperceptibly, but his tone remained calm. "I left something behind, I'll go back and get it."

"Huh?" Zhang Tiezhu was stunned. "What is so important? Should I send someone to accompany you?"

"Need not."

Fang Qingyu jumped out of the car. The mountain breeze at night blew against his bandaged upper body, bringing a touch of coolness.

He looked at Jiang Wei, who had gotten out of the car, and said, "Xiao Jiang, you go back with them first."

Jiang Wei looked up at him with her clear eyes, without saying a word, but gently shook her head.

Fang Qingyu looked at the determination in the little girl's eyes and smiled helplessly: "Alright, then you can come with me."

He then looked at Zhang Tiezhu: "Company Commander Zhang, lead the troops back to camp as planned. Don't wait for me. We'll be there soon."

Zhang Tiezhu looked at Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei, then glanced in the direction of Heisong'ao. He seemed to understand something, and a serious look flashed across his dark face. He nodded vigorously: "Understood! Captain Fang, Comrade Jiang, please be careful!"

The convoy started up again, engines roaring as they sped away, quickly disappearing at the end of the winding mountain road.

The mountain wind howled, and the forest rustled in waves.

Only Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei, one tall and one short, remained standing on the cold mountain path.

"Let's go." Fang Qingyu took a deep breath of the cool air filled with the scent of grass and trees, turned around, and took another step towards the top of Black Pine Valley.

"Mmm." Jiang Wei jogged a few steps to catch up, her small hand naturally taking Fang Qingyu's bandaged fingers.

……

At the mountaintop, outside the force field barrier.

The once bustling temporary campsite has been completely dismantled, leaving only the embers of the campfire and some messy footprints.

A deathly silence descended once more.

Only the mountain wind blowing through the force field barrier made an extremely faint "whooshing" sound.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei appeared silently behind a huge, charred rock that acted as a leeward force field barrier.

The view here is excellent, offering a panoramic view of the entire valley's force field barrier while also providing perfect concealment through the shadows cast by the rocks.

Fang Qingyu sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

The Eternal Night Territory silently spread out over a small area centered on him, perfectly concealing their presence, body temperature, and even light.

Jiang Wei curled up beside Fang Qingyu, her small body darting around him. Her eyes, like the most sophisticated radar, silently scanned every inch of space inside and outside the force field barrier.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The night in the mountains grew deeper and the chill intensified.

One hour.

Two hours.

Within the force field barrier, the scorched, dusty land that covered everything remained deathly silent.

It seemed as if it had truly been completely purified.

Just as Fang Qingyu began to doubt whether he was overthinking things and his mind began to relax slightly.

"coming."

Jiang Wei's soft, calm voice resonated directly in his mind, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

Fang Qingyu opened his eyes instantly!

His eyes, as sharp as molten gold, instantly locked onto the force field barrier!

All that could be seen was the surface of that slightly glowing, transparent barrier, located near the back wall of the mountain deep at the bottom of the valley.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

A tiny, almost imperceptible ripple spread silently across the surface.

Followed by.

A hand covered with grayish-white skin as rough as dried tree bark silently emerged from the center of the ripples.

Their movements were light and nimble, with an almost sneaky caution.

There were no energy fluctuations, and no signs of spatial tearing.

It was as if it itself was integrated with this force field barrier.

After the palm comes the arm, then the shoulder.
A human-shaped silhouette was slowly "squeezed" out from the force field barrier.

Its size is similar to that of an average adult male, and it wears tattered linen clothes stained with dark red stains.

But its head.
But they are not human!
Instead, it was a ferocious wolf's head covered in dark blue scales!

The vertical, eerie green pupils gleamed with a cold, cunning light in the darkness.

Its sharp fangs were slightly bared, and there seemed to be a trace of saliva hanging from the corner of its mouth.

A wolf's head and a human body!
It was the strange ghost that Jiang Wei had sensed before, possessing the strength of a mid-second-tier cultivator, who had ambushed Zhang Tiezhu!

After its entire body completely broke through the force field barrier.

They did not leave immediately.

Instead, it turned its wolf head with extreme vigilance, its eerie green vertical pupils scanning the desolate mountaintop like searchlights.

I took a deep sniff of the air.

It seems to be checking if there are any traces of living people remaining.

After confirming safety.

A hint of relief flashed in its deep green vertical pupils, along with a touch of relief at surviving a calamity.

Then, just like a human, it raised its hand covered with grayish-white bark and patted the black dust that clung to its chest!
The movements were natural and fluid, carrying a strange sense of "humanity".

Do it all.

It looked around warily again.

Finally, their gaze settled on the north.

A hint of urgency and greed flashed in his eerie green vertical pupils.

It seemed as if something there was strongly attracting it.

It moved swiftly on all fours, like a real jungle wolf, and was about to gallop towards the dense forest to the north!

however!
Just as its body slightly lowered, its muscles tensed, and it was about to unleash its power and sprint!

boom--! ! !
A violent bolt of lightning, crackling with purple and blue lightning and dark red tribulation flames, was like a spear of divine punishment!
Without warning, it appeared from the seemingly empty void above its head!
Tearing through the night!

It carries a terrifying aura that can incinerate everything!
It cleaved down with a fierce blow.

aims.

It pointed directly at that ferocious wolf head!
Fast! It’s almost as fast as it can be!
It transcends the realm of thought.

The wolf-headed, human-bodied demon's eerie green vertical pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints!

An indescribable, deadly fear emanating from the depths of its soul instantly overwhelmed all its cunning and ferocity!
It tried to hide!
But the body's movements simply couldn't keep up with the speed of the destructive lightning.

The shadow of death has completely enveloped it.

Just when the destructive lightning was about to shatter his head!
From the throat of that wolf-headed demon, several extremely sharp, twisted, yet crystal clear human syllables burst forth, filled with utter terror and a will to survive:

"Don't—kill—me—!!!"

The sound pierced the deathly silence of the mountaintop night sky.

It carried a chilling panic and a human plea!
boom! ! !
The lightning bolt abruptly stopped less than half a meter from the head of the wolf-headed demon!

The violent purple and blue lightning and the dark red calamity fire leaped and entangled wildly.

It illuminated the wolf's face below, which was filled with terror and contortion.

It also illuminated the huge, charred rocks beside it.
Fang Qingyu's eyes, filled with astonishment, were like molten gold!
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