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Chapter 253 The Ghost Hunter's Lament, He Manhe, whom we haven't seen in a long time! (Update 55 of 2 words, please vote!)

"ladies and gentlemen!!"

The deafening broadcast, like a thunderclap, instantly drowned out all the noise in the Ghost Hunting Grounds.

The passionate, inflammatory voice echoed throughout the vast circular space.

"Next!!"

"Tonight will be the most awe-inspiring and incredible challenge since the Ark of Hope set sail!!"

The voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying a kind of excited, off-key quality.

"A young legend!!"

"An invincible being who single-handedly slew a peak second-tier life ghost in Heisong'ao, Anjiang Province!!"

"Captain of the Special Squad of Project Hidden Dragon—"

"Fang! Qing! Yu!!"

Om-! ! !
The entire Ghost Hunting Grounds instantly fell into an eerie, deathly silence!

Immediately afterwards, it was like a powder keg being ignited!

"boom--!!!"

A deafening uproar and incredulous exclamations erupted like a tsunami!
"Fang Qingyu?! He's on this ship?!"

"My God! That Fang Qingyu from Heisong'ao?"

"Judging by the time, with the Ghost Festival over, they really should be heading to the Arctic."

"Wait! He wants to challenge? What kind of challenge?!"

"Quick, get to the stands!!"

Countless gazes, filled with extreme shock, fervor, and inquiry, were like spotlights, all directed toward the entrance to the giant arena below.

The spotlights instantly turned on!
The blinding beam of light, like a spear of judgment, struck the entrance precisely.

A figure slowly emerged from the pillar of light.

Fang Qingyu walked out calmly.

He was still wearing that simple gray casual outfit, carrying the Dragon Sparrow Slayer in his hand.

The scabbard was antique, and the dark gold blade gleamed with a cold, restrained luster under the spotlight.

With steady steps, he stepped onto the alloy floor, which was covered with dark green stains and burn marks, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

His gaze swept calmly across the vast, empty arena.

Then, he casually placed the teacup he had half-finished drinking in the rest area onto a relatively clean metal post on the side of the field.

His movements were as casual as if he were in his own backyard.

"Bang Dang——!!!"

The heavy alloy gates surrounding the arena were suddenly pulled upwards!

A mixture of blood, cold, corrosiveness, and deadly poison.
Countless nauseating stench, like a burst dam, gushed out from the dozen or so huge passageways in an instant!

"Roar--!!!"

"Hiss hiss hiss—!!!"

"Woo——!!!"

A terrifying roar, shriek, and hiss instantly tore through the air.

Fifteen figures of life ghosts, each with a different form but exuding a terrifying second-tier aura, rushed out of the passage like evil spirits breaking free from the abyss of hell, carrying boundless violence and greed.

There are swamp spitters whose bodies are covered in thick, black mud, leaving corrosive marks wherever they go.

There are translucent, giant jellyfish-like creatures with countless tentacles flashing with eerie blue electricity, floating and swimming in the air like jagged poison jellyfish.

There is a Shadow Blade Mantis, which resembles a giant mantis with arms that transform into jet-black bone blades and moves so fast that it leaves afterimages.

There are Ice Crystal Insects covered in thick ice armor and spewing extremely cold air from their mouths.

There are lurking figures in the shadows, their bodies like flowing ink, like an undercurrent lurking beneath the surface.

There was a thousand-eyed mutant whose entire body was covered with countless pale white eyes that constantly opened, closed, and rotated, emitting a shrill scream.
Fifteen!
Fifteen second-tier initial-realm life ghosts, each with a unique form and unpredictable abilities.

The moment they appeared, the temperature in the entire Colosseum seemed to drop by ten degrees!
The filthy stench, mixed with a terrifying pressure, spread like a tangible tide.

In the stands, countless spectators turned deathly pale instantly.

Even those battle-hardened second-tier grandmasters felt their scalps tingle and their breath catch in their throats.

Fifteen of them! Facing them all at once!

This is practically suicide!

however.

Fang Qingyu was targeted by fifteen ferocious and malevolent ghosts.

It felt as if I were standing in my own backyard.

He didn't even draw his sword immediately.

He merely turned slightly to the side, his gaze calmly sweeping over the fifteen monsters that exuded overwhelming ferocity.

It's like counting a herd of livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

"Roar--!!!"

The first to lose its composure was the enormous Ice Crystal Worm covered in thick ice armor.

It roared deafeningly, like a moving mountain, carrying a biting cold and a crushing force, as it charged toward Fang Qingyu with a thunderous roar.

Wherever it passed, a thick layer of white frost formed on the ground.

at the same time!

The jagged jellyfish floating in the air lashed out with its countless eerie blue, crackling tentacles.

Chi Chi Chi -!
Dozens of blue beams, imbued with potent poison and high-voltage current, rained down on Fang Qingyu like a storm.

All opportunities for dodging have been blocked.

The lurking undercurrent, hidden in the shadows, glided along the ground like a ghost, moving with incredible speed, its sharp claws silently reaching for Fang Qingyu's ankle.

The thousand-eyed mutant, its body covered in hundreds of pale white eyes, turned simultaneously, locking onto Fang Qingyu.

Om-! ! !
An invisible yet extremely sharp mental shockwave, like countless steel needles, instantly pierced Fang Qingyu's mind.

The other ghosts also displayed their unique abilities, spitting acid, releasing poisonous mist, and hurling thorny vines.
In an instant!
The attack of the fifteen life ghosts covered the entire space around Fang Qingyu, enough to instantly tear any martial arts master at the Domain Realm to shreds.

A decisive situation.

In the stands, countless spectators screamed in terror and instinctively closed their eyes.

however!
Just as this destructive storm descended.

choke--!!!
A clear, resonant slash, powerful enough to tear the soul apart.

Like an ancient dragon god that has been silent for millennia, it has opened its eye of judgment.

Fang Qingyu made a move!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no dazzling light and shadow.

There was only one dark gold blade of light, so fast it exceeded the limits of visual perception.

A decree from Yuanyue!

The moment the blade leaves the edge, the wind rises.

In an instant, it transformed into a solidified, dark gold dragon of lightning and flames, several meters long.

His dragon eyes glared angrily!

With the supreme will of annihilation, it fiercely slashed at the Ice Soul Crystal Worm that was the first to rush in.

Boom——! ! !
The blinding lightning and fire exploded instantly.

The thick ice armor, strong enough to withstand heavy artillery bombardment, was like thin ice under the scorching sun in front of the dark gold dragon-shaped blade aura.

Tsk-!
A tearing sound that made your teeth ache.

The enormous ice worm was cleaved in two by the violent blade energy.

Thick, icy blue blood and shattered internal organs gushed out like a waterfall.

The cleaved remains, propelled by inertia, continued to lurch forward for several meters before crashing to the ground with a dull thud!

Instant kill!

Fang Qingyu's figure vanished the instant he swung that blade.

Thunderclap and Shadow.

Only a faint afterimage remained in place before it was instantly engulfed by the countless beams of eerie blue electric lightning, corrosive acid, and mental shockwaves.

Puff puff!
The energy attack corroded large pits in the alloy ground, and the mental shockwave swept through, causing the air to emit a sharp buzzing sound.

But Fang Qingyu's true form had already appeared as if by teleportation, diagonally below the floating saw-toothed jellyfish!

The Dragon Sparrow's Blade of Calamity slashes upwards at an angle.

Platinum lightning and dark red calamity roared wildly on the blade.

Swish——!!!
The condensed blade energy was like a red-hot knife slicing through solidified butter.

The enormous jellyfish-shaped demon was instantly cleaved open.

The viscous, gelatinous body, along with its internal core, instantly carbonized and disintegrated under the raging lightning and fire.

It turned into countless charred fragments burning with dark red flames, falling down in a flurry.

Another one.

Fang Qingyu's figure did not pause for a moment.

It flickered in the arena like a ghost.

Each flash was accompanied by a dark golden blade of light.

With each swing of the knife, a ferocious demon let out a mournful howl and died instantly.

Faced with the Shadow Blade Mantis's lightning-fast Bone Blade Strangulation?

Fang Qingyu's knife was faster, more accurate, and more ruthless.

A dark golden arc of light flashed past, striking first despite being delayed.

The mantis's prized black bone blade, along with half of its body, fell silently to the ground.

How do you deal with the cunning and insidious ground-based sneak attacks of those lurking in the shadows?

Fang Qingyu didn't even look down.

A step under his feet.

boom.

The shockwave of the Nine Hells Breaking Limit, combined with the penetrating power of the Bone-Eating Lightning, crashed into the ground like an invisible shockwave!
boom.

The lurking ghost in the shadows was struck as if by an invisible giant hammer, instantly ejected from the ground, its body shattering into pieces in mid-air.

There were no superfluous movements, no fancy moves.

Only the simplest and most efficient killing.

In his hands, the Dragon Sparrow Slash seemed to have become the scythe of death.

Each swing precisely takes away the lifeblood of a deadly being.

Fifteen second-tier life demons, each with a unique form and unpredictable abilities.

Compared to it, they are like clay chickens and earthen dogs!
Their attacks can be physical impacts, energy bursts, highly toxic corrosion, or mental interference.

They could not reach that ghostly figure that flickered in the arena.

They were even less able to break through the seemingly casual yet contained supreme majesty and destructive power of the blade aura.

Fang Qingyu's figure was like the Grim Reaper dancing on the edge of a knife.

Weaving through the gaps in the frenzied attacks of the fifteen deadly demons.

Each appearance is accompanied by the fall of a vengeful spirit.

The movements were fluid and graceful, exuding a breathtaking elegance and composure.

That gray casual outfit remained spotless even amidst the ferocious fighting, without a speck of dust on it.

It was as if Fang Qingyu wasn't fighting a life-or-death battle.

Instead, he strolled leisurely in his own courtyard, trimming a few unsightly weeds.

The entire Ghost Hunting Grounds were deathly silent.

Only the death screams of the dying ghosts, the explosions of colliding energy, and the hissing sound of blades tearing through flesh and bone echoed hollowly in the empty arena.

In the stands.

All the audience members were like ducks with their necks grabbed, mouths agape, eyes glazed, faces filled with utter shock and disbelief.

Those who were once full of enthusiasm at the first level are now left only with utterly horrified numbness.

And many more second-tier grandmasters, the chosen ones.

Then, everyone fell silent.

The scrutiny, curiosity, or disdain that had been on his face were gone.

Instead, there was a sense of awe, as if witnessing a miracle.

It was a chill that made my scalp tingle.

"Gudong."

A bald, burly man, who had been carrying a giant sword the size of a door, now swallowed hard, making a clear swallowing sound.

Beside him stood a seasoned master, his steady demeanor masking the twitching muscles of his weathered face. His gaze was fixed on the figure in the arena, reaping lives with effortless ease; his voice was dry and trembling.
"This...this is the strength to kill a peak second-tier cultivator?!"

"A monster, a real monster"

In the corner, there was a middle-aged officer with one eye, wearing a dark blue military uniform and a stern face.

Its remaining single eye stared intently at Fang Qingyu, its pupil shrinking to the size of a pinhead.

The hand resting on the railing, the knuckles white from the force, even trembling slightly.

He had experienced countless life-or-death battles and seen countless geniuses, but he had never seen such a clean, decisive, and overwhelming fighting style.

This is no longer a battle.

This is a one-sided slaughter.

In an inconspicuous, shadowy corner on the top floor.

An old man wearing a gray, old-fashioned mandarin jacket, with his eyes closed in meditation.

I don't know when, but I quietly opened my eyes.

In the depths of those calm, still eyes, the figure wielding a sword in the arena below was clearly reflected.

A rare hint of seriousness flashed across his eyes.

He slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and whispered in a voice only he could hear:
"The younger generation is truly formidable. Old Hong, your insight is as sharp as ever."

Higher up, in a luxury private room completely separated by one-way glass.

Wang Hai, who had previously received Fang Qingyu, was now standing respectfully next to a figure dressed in an exquisite silk robe, whose face was hidden in the shadows, with only a pair of slender fingers playing with a jade thumb ring.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer a panoramic view of the entire Colosseum.

The hands that were playing with the jade thumb ring stopped when Fang Qingyu swung the third knife.

From the shadows, a very soft chuckle, tinged with amusement and a hint of solemnity, seemed to come:

"No wonder. That crazy woman Jiang Ying specifically asked for someone. This is indeed interesting."

boom--! ! !
The last swamp spitter was cleaved in two from head to tail by a condensed dark gold blade of energy.

The sticky, foul-smelling black mud scattered like exploding berries, but when it got within a few feet of Fang Qingyu, it was instantly evaporated by an invisible, scorching aura.

The arena fell silent instantly.

The fifteen ferocious ghosts of death are now reduced to charred, broken, and smoky remains scattered on the ground.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of burning and blood.

Fang Qingyu slowly sheathed his sword.

The dragon sparrow, having slain its prey, clattered as it returned to its sheath.

The gray casual clothes he was wearing were still neat and new, without even a single wrinkle.

The few stray hairs on her forehead were not disheveled.

It was as if the battle that had just taken place was breathtaking, and what seemed like hell to onlookers.

For him, it really was just a walk.

Fang Qingyu calmly walked to the sidelines and picked up the teacup that was placed on the metal stake.

The tea inside was even warm.

He tilted his head back and drank the remaining tea in the cup in one gulp.

His movements were as natural as if he had just returned from his morning exercise.

Then, he took a step forward, into the deathly silent arena, under the gaze of countless stunned, awe-inspiring, and horrified eyes.

Walk calmly towards the exit.

He didn't stop walking as he passed by the remains of those dead ghosts.

He simply stretched out his finger and pointed it lightly in the air.

laugh!laugh!laugh!
Each condensed finger strike precisely penetrated the core hidden within the shattered corpses.

Fifteen life beads, each shimmering with a different luster and varying in size, were drawn together as if by invisible threads, instantly breaking through the wreckage and flying into a specially prepared storage bag.

The movements were fluid and graceful, as if picking wild fruit by the roadside.

Having done all this, Fang Qingyu's figure had already disappeared into the shadows of the exit.

Until he completely left.

The entire Ghost Hunting Grounds seemed to have been freed from its immobilization spell.

"boom--!!!"

The roar was more frenzied than ever before, exploding like a volcanic eruption!

It almost lifted the dome off!
"Fuck you!!!"

"Fifteen! Fifteen Tier 2! Fifty-seven seconds! Just fifty-seven seconds!!!"

"Complete crushing! Absolute crushing! Is this even human?!"

"The rumors about Black Pine Pass are true! Absolutely true! This strength is monstrous!"

"My goodness! I've really seen something amazing today!!"

Countless spectators were so excited that their faces turned red, they waved their fists and shouted at the top of their lungs.

The shock on the faces of those second-tier grandmasters lingered for a long time.

They looked at each other and saw the same shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.

powerful!
So strong it's unreasonable!

They were so powerful that even these seasoned Tier 2 veterans, who considered themselves to be battle-hardened veterans, felt a deep sense of powerlessness!

The elevator lobby. Fang Qingyu walked out.

Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, Lu Jiuyuan, and Jiang Wei were already waiting there.

The five people entered the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed, completely shutting out the still-boiling, thunderous frenzy behind them.

The moment the door closed for the last time.

Countless complex gazes remained fixed on Fang Qingyu's calm face.

There is reverence, there is fervor, there is fear, and there is exploration.
The elevator goes down.

After a short silence.

"Captain! That's awesome!" Chu Kuanglan finally couldn't hold back any longer. He slammed his fist into the elevator wall, making a dull thud, and was so excited that he was incoherent.

"Fifteen of them! Like chopping melons and vegetables! Those guys' eyes practically popped out of their sockets! Hahaha!"

Fang Qingyu just smiled and didn't say anything.

If it weren't for skill points.

He doesn't have the time to show off in front of so many people.

And they did this.

Actually it’s nothing.

While it looks very impressive, it's actually only about the dragon transformation and the dragon craftsmanship during the reign of Emperor Shun.

He had already revealed almost all of his martial arts prowess.

It already possessed combat power comparable to the peak of the second tier.

Killing some second-tier early-stage Fate Ghosts is nothing to be surprised about.

for the rest of the time.

The five people strolled around the vast floating city of the Hope Ark like ordinary tourists.

Walk through the bustling, neon-lit indoor shopping street, where you'll find a dazzling array of luxury goods, cutting-edge technology products, and even shops selling extraordinary materials.

Stroll through the lush Central Botanical Garden.

Exotic flowers and rare herbs exude a refreshing fragrance, and the artificial waterfall murmurs gently.

Night falls.

The five of them went up to the top deck again.

The night breeze, carrying the salty and cool scent of the sea, brushed against the hem of my clothes.

The deep night sky is like a huge black velvet curtain, adorned with countless dazzling stars.

The sea below was pitch black, with only the white wake left by the ship as it cut through the waves, like a glowing ribbon stretching into the unknown distance.

In the distance, the outline lights of several other escort warships could be vaguely seen.

Many passengers were strolling on the deck or gazing into the distance from the railing.

In a relatively open area near the bow, a group of people were gathered, laughing and chatting.

Bang Bang Bang!
Accompanied by several muffled thuds.

Several streaks of light, trailing bright flames, shot into the night sky.

boom! boom! boom!
It exploded violently high in the night sky!

It transformed into countless dazzling points of light, like a giant blooming flower.

Crimson, golden, emerald green, and indigo lights intertwined and shone, illuminating a small patch of the night sky as if it were daytime.

After a brief moment of brilliance, they fell like meteors, eventually extinguishing themselves in the deep darkness.

It's fireworks.

Setting off fireworks on the vast, boundless sea has a unique charm that blends magnificence and solitude.

Jiang Wei's clear red eyes.

It reflects the dazzling light that constantly blooms and fades in the night sky.

Her small face was expressionless, but deep within her pupils, there seemed to be a subtle glimmer of light.

She suddenly reached out her small hand and gently tugged at Fang Qingyu's sleeve.

Fang Qingyu lowered his head.

Jiang Wei tilted her head back, looked into his eyes, and clearly uttered two words in a soft, calm voice:

"I want to let go."

Fang Qingyu: "."

A clear look of surprise flashed across his molten gold eyes.

Looking at Jiang Wei's expressionless face, and then at the huge fireworks exploding again in the night sky.

I couldn't help but complain.

You can unleash a dark crimson calamity that burns forests and boils seas with a mere wave of your hand, and now you want to unleash this kind of...sparkling fire?

This contrast is striking.
However, looking at the persistent light reflected in Jiang Wei's clear eyes...

Fang Qingyu was ultimately defeated.

He rubbed his temples helplessly, glancing at Wei Banmeng and the other two who were also drawn to the fireworks.

"What about you guys? Want to come along?"

Chu Kuanglan, who was standing with his arms crossed and a "what's so interesting about this?" look on his face, immediately shook his head upon hearing this: "No way, no way, it's for kids, it's no fun!"

Lu Jiuyuan was also concise: "Not interested."

Fang Qingyu looked at Wei Banmeng.

Wei Banmeng's cool gaze returned from the night sky to Fang Qingyu's face, then she looked at Jiang Wei, who was looking up at her.

She seemed to hesitate for a moment.

Then, under the somewhat surprised gazes of Fang Qingyu, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan.

This ice queen actually nodded very slightly.

"Ah."

The sound was very soft, yet it reached the ears of the group clearly.

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan's eyes widened instantly, as if they had seen a ghost.

Fang Qingyu was also taken aback for a moment, then sighed helplessly: "Alright, I'll go buy it then."

Soon, Fang Qingyu returned carrying a large moisture-proof bag.

It contains various types of sparklers, sparkler tubes, and small firework shells that spin and ascend.

Jiang Wei immediately reached out her small hand and accurately grabbed the longest golden sparkler from the bag, which was more than half a meter long.

Wei Banmeng chose several exquisitely designed fairy wands that could spray out colorful stars.

Fang Qingyu took out a lighter.

scoff.

Blue flames shot up.

Jiang Wei immediately brought her thick, long golden sparkler over.

The fuse was lit, emitting a faint hissing sound.

next second!
call--! ! !
A huge burst of intensely bright golden sparks erupted from the tip of the sparkler like a volcanic eruption.

It instantly illuminated Jiang Wei's expressionless face and her red eyes that reflected the golden light.

The range and force of the sparks sprayed were several times greater than those of ordinary sparklers.

A scorching breath hit me in the face.

Fang Qingyu's lips twitched.

He knew it
Jiang Wei seemed quite satisfied with the "intense" effect, holding her small hand steadily as the golden flames surged and leaped in front of her.

On the other side, Wei Banmeng also lit the sparkler in her hand.

Chi Chi
Tiny, multicolored sparks sprayed out like stars, dancing and twinkling before her cool and beautiful face.

She tilted her head slightly.

Looking at the fleeting yet dazzling little thing in his hand, the corners of his mouth seemed to curve upwards in an extremely subtle way.

Icebergs reflect colorful stars.

The scene has a strange, contrasting beauty.

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan leaned against the railing a little further away.

Looking at the two girls, one big and one small.

A man holding a flamethrower is seen breathing fire with a blank expression.

A person holding a sparkler quietly watches the colorful Mars.

The two looked at each other and saw the same sense of absurdity and a hint of envy in each other's eyes.

Chu Kuanglan muttered in a deep voice, "Women...are all the same."

Lu Jiuyuan nodded silently.

Fang Qingyu leaned against the railing next to Jiang Wei, his hands in his pockets.

Watching the huge fireworks bursting into the night sky, and then looking at the surging "mini volcanoes" and quiet "icebergs" around me.

The sea breeze ruffled his tousled hair.

A rare moment of tranquility.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

A somewhat familiar female voice, tinged with laughter, suddenly rang out beside Fang Qingyu:
"What an unexpected and heartwarming scene, Mr. Fang."

Fang Qingyu's muscles tensed instantly.

Like a cheetah whose tail has been stepped on.

Turn your head sharply.

The Golden Eyes instantly locked onto the figure that had silently appeared beside him, also leaning against the railing.

The sea breeze ruffled her slightly wavy chestnut hair.

A well-tailored burgundy dress accentuated her graceful figure.

Her face wore a perfectly balanced smile, both alluring and slightly languid.

Those seemingly expressive eyes were watching Jiang Wei and Wei Banmeng setting off fireworks with great interest.

He Manhe!
Fang Qingyu felt as if his heart was being gripped by an icy hand.

A chilling killing intent, like a tangible cold current, instantly emanated from him.

The surrounding temperature seemed to drop suddenly.

this woman.

A key figure in the Qingjian City Pantheon!
From initially planting the seed of divinity in him at the hotel, to later having the incarnation of a deity come to him.
It's fair to say that the two have met many times already.

But after the Bureau of Divine Religion swept through the Pantheon in Qingjian City, she vanished as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth, and no matter how hard they tried to find her, there was no trace of her.

did not expect.

She was on this ship too.

They still dare to appear in front of me so brazenly.

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan reacted just as quickly as lightning.

The moment Fang Qingyu's killing intent erupted, the two of them moved like cheetahs that had been poised for a long time, their figures blurring.

They appeared instantly to the left and right, behind He Manhe.

Forming a pincer-like formation, it subtly blocked her escape route.

The two men's eyes were sharp as knives, their auras locked onto He Manhe, and their blood and qi were hidden but not released, yet they were like a volcano about to erupt!

As long as Fang Qingyu gives the order, they will launch a thunderous attack without hesitation.

Jiang Wei and Wei Banmeng, who were setting off fireworks, also stopped.

The golden flames in Jiang Wei's hand were still surging. She merely turned her head slightly, her clear red eyes coldly sweeping over He Manhe.

Wei Banmeng quietly extinguished the sparkler in her hand.

His cold, clear eyes, like ice that had stood for ages, instantly locked onto He Manhe.

The atmosphere was tense, like a battleground.

Faced with this terrifying killing intent and encirclement that could instantly crush an ordinary second-tier grandmaster.

He Manhe's smile remained unchanged.

She even casually brushed aside the strands of hair that had been ruffled by the sea breeze before slowly turning her gaze back to Fang Qingyu's icy, frosty face.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice carried a languid magnetism:
"Mr. Fang, it's been a long time!"

"Your murderous intent is still so frightening."

She seemed completely oblivious to Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan, as well as the cold gazes of Wei Banmeng and Jiang Wei.

Fang Qingyu stared at her expressionlessly, each word spitting out like shards of ice:
“He Manhe”.

He Manhe covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes sparkling: "It's an honor to have Mr. Fang remember my name."

She then lowered her hand, her smile fading slightly, replaced by a serious expression.

"However, Mr. Fang, please don't even think about killing me here."

She looked into Fang Qingyu's molten gold vertical pupils, as if she could see through the murderous intent churning in his heart.

"You should be well aware of my capabilities."

Her voice carried a strange confidence.

"Besides, I'm not here to cause you any trouble."

Fang Qingyu's tone was icy, but his gaze remained fixed on her neck.

"what's up?"

He Manhe seemed to sense Fang Qingyu's undisguised murderous intent.

The alluring smile on her face froze slightly, and a barely perceptible hint of annoyance flashed deep in her eyes.

This time, she lowered her stance and took the initiative to show herself, but unexpectedly, the other party was still unyielding and ready to take action at any time.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her displeasure.

He put on a smile again, but there was a hint of coldness in it.

"Since Mr. Fang is not interested in listening, then I will not disturb you and your friends from enjoying the fireworks."

She deliberately emphasized the word "fireworks," with a hint of sarcasm.

"Farewell."

After saying that, she turned and left without hesitation.

The high heels clicked crisply on the deck.

Her posture remained elegant, as if she had simply ended an unpleasant encounter.

"stop!"

Chu Kuanglan gave a low shout and took a step forward to stop him.

Lu Jiuyuan gripped the hilt of his sword tightly in an instant.

however!
"and many more!"

Fang Qingyu's deep voice rang out.

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan suddenly stopped and looked at Fang Qingyu in astonishment.

Fang Qingyu's gaze remained fixed on He Manhe's elegant departing figure, his voice carrying a cold, insightful tone:

"let her go."

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan were taken aback.
He then asked, "Who is this person, Captain?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu briefly explained He Manhe's background and abilities.

As a result, the two of them became even more anxious.

"We can't let the people of the Pantheon escape, Captain."

Fang Qingyu shook his head.

"Killing her now would only alert the enemy, and would be pointless."

Upon hearing this, Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan, though still unwilling, had to admit that Fang Qingyu's words made sense.

Possessing the ability to control puppets
Anyone who dares to come before them either has confidence that they can crush them with their strength, or they are not actually there in their true form.

Lu Jiuyuan was silent for a moment.

He couldn't help but whisper, "But letting her go like this..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.

Fang Qingyu slowly withdrew his gaze and said softly.

"Let her go?"

"Of course not possible."

Then he glanced at Jiang Wei, who was still holding a sparkler and staring coldly in the direction where He Manhe had disappeared, and then swept his gaze over Wei Banmeng, whose expression was solemn.

Finally, their gazes fell on Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan.

"The four of you stay here."

"I'll be back as soon as I go."

The words fell.

Fang Qingyu slowly walked towards the passageway leading from the deck to the cabin below.

As we passed the corner where the light suddenly dimmed.

hum-

A profound darkness, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, like living ink, instantly enveloped Fang Qingyu.

The Eternal Night Territory.

The thick darkness, like a tidal wave, instantly swallowed Fang Qingyu's figure completely.

this time
It's absolutely impossible for He Manhe to only lose one puppet.

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