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Chapter 266 Why don't you just kill yourself? That would be more dignified! (Please vote with monthly tickets!)

The cold darkness was like thick ink.

It devoured every ray of light and sound.

Fang Qingyu took a deep breath silently.

The icy, biting air seemed to carry the smell of rusty metal.

Without turning around, one could clearly sense the fourteen tense auras emanating from the darkness behind them.

A fighting spirit, mixed with various emotions, quietly crept up everyone's spine.

Third-tier Martial Saint!

An absolute chasm in terms of the level of life!

Even if the opponent is already a dying candle, even if they wield divine weapons, even if their plan is meticulously crafted.
This kind of battle across ranks, especially crossing an entire major realm to challenge a former human hero, now a decaying and ferocious god, brings pressure that is enough to suffocate any second-tier grandmaster.

Last night's simulation at the "Crow" Hotel, and the glimmer of hope brought about by Fang Qingyu's absolute control over the ruins.

At this moment, when truly facing the overwhelming pressure of the third-tier aura, which was as heavy as a mountain, it became somewhat weak.

But no one backed down.

Wei Banmeng's fingertips gripped the cold hilt of the knife tightly. Her pale face was devoid of color, but her eyes were sharp as ice picks.

Jiang Wei's small figure stood close to Fang Qingyu, her clear red eyes reflecting the empty darkness ahead.

Her face remained indifferent, but within her body, a dormant, dark red calamity fire, like molten lava from the earth's core, began to surge silently.

Fine beads of cold sweat seeped from the forehead beneath Shi Kong's wig. He clasped his hands together and chanted obscure scriptures in a low voice. A peaceful yet resilient golden light flowed and gathered power within the Buddhist staff in his palm.

Liu Hanyan gripped the longsword in her hand, which was covered in pale gold runes. The blade trembled slightly and emitted a clear, melodious hum.

Behind her, Liu Qingyan and the other team members also gripped their weapons tightly.

The power of the divine army quietly awakens in the darkness.

This is one of the reasons why Fang Qingyu dared to bring them along to fight the Martial Saint!

When the seven Yunhua envoys, surrounding the hunched figure in the center, stepped into the depths of the ice cave, they were less than fifty meters away from the shadowy corner where Fang Qingyu and the others were hiding.
"Do it!"

Fang Qingyu's deep voice was like thunder, exploding in the ears of everyone in the Eternal Night Territory.

boom--! ! !
The viscous, ink-like realm of eternal night instantly erupted from the shadows of the ice pillars like a black torrent bursting its banks.

The speed and scope of this event far exceeded any previous one.

The profound darkness, like a living thing, with a will to devour everything, instantly engulfed the space dozens of meters ahead, completely shrouding the seven Yunhua envoys and the hunched figure in the center.

The Eternal Night's territory expands!

at the same time
"Om! Mani! Padme! Hum!"

With a roar like a lion, Shi Kong unleashed a burst of golden light from his staff.

Golden Sanskrit characters, as if they were tangible, gushed forth from the tip of the Buddha's staff.

In the thick darkness, a field of light was forcibly carved out, carrying the great power to exorcise evil and dispel falsehood, and slammed into the area where Jiang Taixuan and his group were.

"Starfall - Thousand Edges!"

With a sharp cry, Liu Hanyan's golden sword instantly transformed into countless dazzling stars.

Each star is a sharp sword aura condensed to its fullest extent.

Hundreds of sword energies fell like stars, tearing through the darkness with a shrill, mournful whistling sound, indiscriminately covering the heart of the darkness.

"Roar—! Die, you bastard!"

Chu Kuanglan could no longer contain himself. His giant sword was wreathed in violent crimson blood energy, like burning magma, with the force to split mountains and shatter the earth. He ruthlessly unleashed a huge blood-red blade of energy.

The other team members, whether it was Wei Banmeng, Shi Kong, or Liu Hanyan's team, all launched their attacks immediately.

The light of the divine armor shone brightly and intermittently throughout the Eternal Night Realm.

Like a meteor shower plunged into a dark abyss, carrying destructive power, they converged into a torrent capable of instantly annihilating any peak second-tier opponent, crashing towards the same target.

Fifteen second-tier grandmasters, wielding divine weapons, unleashed their full power!
This is a power powerful enough to shake mountains!
However.
Jiang Taixuan and his group were locked onto by the Eternal Night Territory and countless deadly attacks.

In the instant darkness enveloped him, his body only paused slightly.

The seven Yunhua envoys instantly formed a defensive formation back to back, their bodies glowing with various colored protective divine lights. Their eyes were sharp and vigilant, but they did not show the slightest fear or panic.

As if it were expected?

The hunched figure surrounded by them in the center.

Just before darkness completely engulfed him, Jiang Taixuan slowly raised his head.

Beneath a thick winter hat and goggles, a pair of cloudy, weary, and aged eyes pierced the darkness and landed precisely in the direction of Fang Qingyu.

There was no surprise, no anger in his eyes.

There was only one kind of sorrow, so intense it was almost overwhelming, and a deathly stillness of understanding.

"As expected, they still targeted this old man."

A very faint murmur, like a sigh, pierced through the barriers of the Eternal Night Territory and rang clearly in Fang Qingyu's ears.

Immediately afterwards, that sorrow was replaced by a fierce and resentful ferocity, like that of a wounded lone wolf.

"Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless too!!!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Jiang Taixuan casually raised his withered, claw-like hand towards the surging torrent of destruction ahead.

Om-! ! !
There were no earth-shattering explosions, no dazzling lights or shadows.

An indescribable, overwhelming, and terrifying force descended suddenly, like the collapse of an invisible sky.

That was not a pure energy shock.

It's more like a crushing force of rules! A solidification of space!
At the forefront were golden Sanskrit characters, hundreds of star-like sword energies, blood-red blade energy, icy sword lines, and blade light as fast as teleportation.
All the ferocious attacks, all the dazzling light unleashed by the divine armor.
The moment that withered hand was raised, it was as if it had struck an invisible, insurmountable wall of sighs.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!
The deafeningly dense explosions resounded wildly throughout the Eternal Night Territory!
The golden light of the void shattered inch by inch, like fragile glass.

Liu Hanyan's hundreds of sword energies were instantly annihilated like waves crashing against rocks.

The attacks from other team members vanished like bubbles in the face of this invisible, immense power.
A combined attack from fifteen people, using all their strength, was enough to destroy a city!
Jiang Taixuan's seemingly casual gesture was actually...
In a casual manner.
They blocked it!!!

puff!puff!puff!
The powerful recoil surged back along the connection of the attack.

Shi Kong let out a muffled groan, the golden light on the Buddhist staff dimmed for a moment, and his body swayed slightly.

Liu Hanyan's face paled slightly, and the golden sword in her hand hummed and trembled.

Wei Banmeng, Lu Jiuyuan, and the others also felt their blood surging, their faces turning pale, and their eyes filled with horror.

Is this the Martial Saint?
Even if it is decaying, even if it is weak, even if it is on its deathbed.

The absolute gap in the level of life remains as insurmountable as an insurmountable chasm.

He simply raised his hand and blocked all the attacks.

Fang Qingyu remained remarkably calm.

He never imagined that this sneak attack would cause any harm to Jiang Taixuan.

Not to mention killing the other party.

The aftershocks of the attack slowly subsided within the Eternal Night Territory.

The thick darkness still shrouded that area.

Jiang Taixuan slowly lowered his hand, as if he were merely dusting off some dust.

Through the darkness, his gaze seemed to pierce through space, landing once again on Fang Qingyu.

That gaze was eerily calm, carrying a weariness that seemed to see through the ways of the world and a hint of condescending scrutiny.

"Ahem." He coughed twice, his voice dry and hoarse, like a broken bellows. "You must be Fang Qingyu?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced the darkness and resounded in everyone's ears.

Fang Qingyu slowly straightened up, suppressing his churning blood and qi.

The vertical pupils, fused with molten gold, burned with a cold flame in the darkness, calmly meeting that gaze.

"it's me."

"Ah"

Jiang Taixuan let out a soft, enigmatic laugh, a laugh filled with complex emotions—mockery, sorrow, and a hint of understanding.

"You should know very well what I have done."

He paused, his murky gaze sweeping across the thick darkness around him, as if he could "see" every young, murderous face hidden within.

“How about,” Jiang Taixuan’s voice was calm, “you take your men and leave? I can pretend nothing happened.”

He slightly raised his withered finger, pointing towards the chaotic altar deep within the ice cave, his voice carrying a barely perceptible allure: "Or... you can also do as they do, vying for the opportunities within those ruins. I guarantee I will not hinder you, and may even bestow upon you a true fortune."

"how?"

This sudden "persuasion to surrender" startled the people in the darkness.

However, Fang Qingyu's face remained expressionless, only showing a cold indifference.

Meeting Jiang Taixuan's gaze, his voice rang out clearly, as calmly as stating a simple fact:

"You should be clear about what you've done."

"Wouldn't it be better to..."

Fang Qingyu paused, then his molten gold vertical pupils flashed with a cold light, and each word he uttered pierced out like an ice pick:
"You committed suicide?"

"That way, it looks more respectable."

"."

Dead silence.

Absolute silence enveloped the entire territory of Eternal Night.

It was as if even the air itself had frozen.

Jiang Taixuan's body stiffened the moment he heard the words "suicide" and "dignity".

For a fleeting moment, his hunched body seemed to straighten up.

An indescribable, chilling killing intent, like a tangible cold current, suddenly emanated from his withered body, causing the surrounding Eternal Night Territory to ripple!
"Hehehehe."

A low, hoarse laugh, filled with endless sorrow and absurdity, was forced out of Jiang Taixuan's throat.

His shoulders trembled slightly from laughing, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.

The laughter suddenly turned into a violent cough.

"Cough cough cough pfft!"

He coughed up a mouthful of dark red, viscous liquid, like dirty blood, which splashed onto the cold ice at his feet.

He raised his withered hand and, with his equally dry sleeve, very slowly and carefully wiped away the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth.

The movements were carried with a breathtaking focus.

It was as if they were doing something extremely important.

When he raised his head again, the sorrow and absurdity in his cloudy eyes had completely disappeared.

All that remains is a ferocity and resentment, like that of a wounded beast, after its dignity has been utterly trampled upon!

He stared intently in Fang Qingyu's direction, as if he wanted to devour Fang Qingyu alive.

His voice was hoarse, carrying a chilling coldness that penetrated to the bone:

“I know, I know that once I came out this time, they couldn’t help but want to make a move against this old guy.”

"but."

Jiang Taixuan's voice suddenly rose, filled with a hysterical anger and resentment:

"I never expected this!!"

"I'll send a whole bunch of... a bunch of snot-nosed second-tier kids!!!"

His withered fingers suddenly pointed at Fang Qingyu, his fingertips trembling violently with extreme anger:
"Hong! Old dog!!!"

These three words are filled with deep-seated hatred.

"He's never respected me at all!!!"

Fang Qingyu listened to Jiang Taixuan's roar, which was full of resentment and unwillingness.

Looking at his blustering yet cowardly demeanor, blaming his failure on others' contempt...
A monster that can only survive by consuming the lifeblood of its own kind of warriors.

A corrupt and malevolent god who has turned the city he guards into a bloody slaughterhouse.

Even though he was once a hero of the human race, he has now degenerated into an existence even more disgusting than the Ghost of Fate.

Such a thing.
He still dares to think that Old Man Hong will respect him?

It's an absolute irony!
Fang Qingyu's lips twitched upwards very slightly.

A clear, soft laugh escaped from his throat.

"Ah."

A soft laugh.

The voice was very soft.

But it seemed to ignite Jiang Taixuan's already fragile nerves, which were on the verge of collapse.

"why are you laughing!?"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, Jiang Taixuan's withered body suddenly took a step forward, his cloudy eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins, staring intently at Fang Qingyu's face, his voice sharp and distorted!
The voice was filled with rage and disbelief at being mocked by ants.

Seeing his exasperated appearance, Fang Qingyu's mocking expression deepened.

They were too lazy to even respond.

However, the disdain in those molten gold vertical pupils had not disappeared.

What are you laughing at?!

Jiang Taixuan was completely broken down!

The emaciated body erupted with a terrifying aura completely at odds with its appearance; the turbid energy instantly became violent and chaotic, like a volcano about to erupt.

Tell me!! What are you laughing at?!

The roar echoed throughout the Eternal Night Realm, shaking even the darkness itself. Just as Jiang Taixuan's rage was about to reach its peak, almost erupting without restraint...
Fang Qingyu heard Jiang Chengyue's slightly trembling voice, suppressing his excitement, coming through the miniature earpiece:
"It's done! Captain Fang! No reinforcements will be coming for now! Leave the city to me!"

Become!

Fang Qingyu's last lingering concern vanished instantly.

The mocking curve at the corner of his mouth suddenly transformed into a cold, murderous smile.

Facing Jiang Taixuan's almost fiery gaze, Fang Qingyu finally spoke.

The voice wasn't loud, but it resonated clearly in Jiang Taixuan's ears:

I'm laughing at you.

"A piece of trash, a disgusting worm."

"Yet they are unaware of it!!!"

boom--! ! !
The moment the words fell!
Fang Qingyu's dormant blood and energy erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for millennia.

Dark golden dragon scale patterns flashed across his body, and a terrifying pressure as heavy as a mountain and as domineering as a dragon god, mixed with violent thunder and world-burning calamity fire, swept out like an invisible storm in an instant.

The power of the Crimson Blaze and the Bone-Corroding Lightning, like boiling lava, instantly enveloped his body.

It intertwines to form a layer of dark gold and purple-blue lightning-fire cloak.

at the same time.

The viscous Eternal Night Realm surrounding Fang Qingyu seemed to have a life of its own, frantically converging and compressing towards his body.

The profound darkness was no longer a pervasive domain, but transformed into flowing, jet-black armor.

They wrapped around his limbs and bones, covered his vital points, and perfectly merged with the lightning and fire energy on his body surface.

Ultimately, a hideous, thick layer of dark golden lightning flames and viscous darkness formed on Fang Qingyu's body.
Eternal Night Blaze!

Fang Qingyu seemed to have transformed into the Lord of Thunder and Darkness, who had returned from the abyss.

The Dragon Sparrow Blade was unleashed with overwhelming force!

The blade was pointed directly at the hunched figure ahead.

The killing intent, like a tangible cold wave, instantly froze the entire space.

"kill--!!!"

Chu Kuanglan was the first to let out a deafening roar, and the giant sword was raised once more.

The golden light of the Buddha's staff suddenly surged.

Liu Hanyan's golden sword hummed.

At the same time that Fang Qingyu unleashed his power, all the attacks were launched once again with overwhelming force.

There is only one goal.

Jiang Taixuan!
However.
Faced with this even more ferocious and deadly torrent of attacks than before, and facing Fang Qingyu, who had transformed into a dark thunder and flame demon god...
Jiang Taixuan was enraged to the extreme.

The ferocity and madness on his face receded as quickly as the tide.

Instead, there was a chilling calm.

A kind of calm that seemed to have seen through everything, carrying endless sorrow and a hint of cruel pleasure.

He seemed oblivious to the destructive light that was about to engulf him.

He slowly pulled out a small, inconspicuous black cloth bag, about the size of a palm, from the lining of his worn-out winter coat.

The bag looks like it's made of some kind of rough animal hide.

The surface has no patterns, only a deep darkness that seems to absorb light.

"I know"

Jiang Taixuan's voice became unusually calm, even carrying a strange gentleness, as if he were giving a final lecture to a group of ignorant children.

"You little brats, you all have a heart set on punishing evil and upholding justice."

"They hate evil and feel I, this old man, should have died long ago. I shouldn't be alive today by relying on human blood."

He raised his head, his murky gaze sweeping over Fang Qingyu who was rushing towards him, over Shi Kong who was surrounded by golden light, and over Liu Hanyan who was wielding sword energy.
His expression was extremely complicated.

There was pity, there was mockery, and there was also a deep weariness.

But do you know what?

Jiang Taixuan's voice suddenly rose, carrying a heart-wrenching sorrow and resentment:

"That battle back then! I fought to protect them! To protect this city! To protect the ancestors of all of you!!!"

"My wife! My children! All my relatives! They're all dead!!! Not a single one survived!!!"

"My entire lineage...died for the sake of Glazed City!!!"

His withered fingers gripped the black cloth bag tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"Now."

"I'm just sucking a little blood from those ungrateful bastards, from those who enjoy the peace that my family and I bought with our lives."

"What did I do wrong?!?"

"Isn't this what they owe me?!"

Accompanied by this blood-soaked roar!

Jiang Taixuan suddenly threw the inconspicuous black cloth bag in his hand into the void above his head.

"Click——!!!"

A crisp sound, like a glass mirror being shattered by a heavy hammer.

The sound rang out without warning the instant the black cloth bag slipped from someone's hand.

Om-! ! !
Fang Qingyu's molten gold-like vertical pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needles.

He could clearly feel that his inseparable connection with the Eternal Night Territory had been severed.

It's not that we're being suppressed!
Instead, it was like a fragile spiderweb, instantly and completely shattered by a higher-level force?

The Eternal Night Territory has been breached?!
How can this be? !
This is the first time Fang Qingyu has encountered this situation since awakening his ability as a World Patrolman.

A backlash, like an invisible hammer, slammed into Fang Qingyu's chest.

"puff!"

Fang Qingyu felt a sweet taste in his throat, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Eternal Night Blazing Armor on his body fluctuated violently, and the light of the lightning flames dimmed by more than half in an instant.

The scene in sight was like water with a stone thrown in, violently distorted and rippled.

The viscous, eternal night realm melted and dissipated at a visible speed, like ice and snow under the sun.

The deep darkness receded.
The image of the ice cave disappeared.
Instead
It was a constantly writhing, dark red fleshy wall.

Like the inner walls of a living creature's enormous internal organs.

They covered the top of my head, covered the surroundings, and covered the ground beneath my feet.

The air instantly became thick and scorching, filled with an intensely nauseating stench of blood and an indescribable, corrosive odor reminiscent of stomach acid.

There are no more ice caves left.

Where are the Yunhua Envoys now?

Even Wei Banmeng and his group, Shi Kong's team, and Liu Hanyan's team vanished without a trace in an instant.
Together with the area previously shrouded by the Eternal Night Territory, it was as if the entire area had been dug out of the ice cave and stuffed into this terrifying furnace of flesh and blood.

And then there were the figures of Jiang Taixuan and his seven Yunhua envoys.
They are gone.

Only Jiang Taixuan's voice, like sandpaper rubbing against withered bones, remained in the air, carrying an icy control and a hint of cat-and-mouse playfulness, echoing eerily in the writhing space of flesh and blood.

"Now, this old man will give you your final lesson."

"Below the Martial Saint."

"They're all ants!!!"

……

And the other side.

When endless darkness, like a torrent of ink bursting its banks, surged forth from behind a giant ice pillar in the corner, instantly engulfing Jiang Taixuan and the seven Yunhua envoys.
Deep within the ice cave, the dozens of Deep Blue Heavy Industries "actors" who were fiercely vying for the altar's "treasure" and creating chaos suddenly froze in unison.

Immediately afterwards, it was as if I had received a silent command.

All the fervor, greed, and anger on his face vanished instantly.

Instead, there was calmness and a sense of relief.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Almost simultaneously, dozens of figures abandoned their opponents and treasures at top speed and without hesitation, turning around and rushing towards the entrance of the ice cave like the receding tide.

The actions were decisive and the goal was clear.

This created an extremely eerie contrast with the chaos and noise from before!

"Um?!"

"Holy crap?! What's going on?!"

"Dude! Why are you running?! Don't you want your baby?!"

This sudden turn of events left those second-tier grandmasters, who were genuinely drawn to the "Martial Saint Ruins" but were unaware of the truth, completely bewildered.

Some people looked at their opponents who had just been locked in a fierce battle.

Suddenly, without looking back, he turned and ran, instinctively shouting out.

A Deep Blue Heavy Industry member running at the front, without turning his head, blurted out a sentence in a rapid and clear voice:
"This ruin is fake! Run for your lives!!!"

"Fake?!"

"The ruins are fake?!"

"Holy crap! How is this possible?! That pillar of light! That altar! That energy fluctuation!"

It's like pouring a ladle of cold water into a pot of boiling oil!
The area around the altar instantly erupted into chaos!

Seeing the Deep Blue Heavy Industries members fleeing for their lives without hesitation, and recalling the strange dark eruption and terrifying energy fluctuations just now, some people felt alarmed and, without thinking twice, immediately turned and ran.

"Damn it! Better safe than sorry! Let's get out of here first!"

"Wait for me!"

However, some people, either blinded by greed, harbored wishful thinking, or reacted too slowly, were unable to think clearly.
They watched the backs of those dozens of people frantically fleeing.

Looking again at the altar, which still exuded a majestic aura, and the scattered fragments of treasure, his face was filled with struggle and disbelief.

"Fake? Deep Blue Heavy Industry is going to such lengths to fake this? What's the point?"

"Could it be that they want to keep it all for themselves?"

"Bullshit! Dozens of people running together, does that look like they're trying to take it all for themselves? Something must have happened!"

In this brief period of confusion and hesitation
The first group of people to rush to the entrance passage of the ice cave, including members of Deep Blue Heavy Industry and several True Masters who reacted the fastest, were about to burst out of the light that symbolized the exit.

A sudden change occurred!

Swish——!!!
It was as if a huge membrane of flesh had been instantly covered.

At the end of the overhead passage, a faint ray of light symbolized an exit and hope.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, it was instantly covered and devoured by a layer of flesh and blood tissue that emitted a dark red glow, resembling the walls of a giant stomach.

The dark red flesh walls spread and closed rapidly, as if they were alive.

Not just the top of your head!

The surrounding area consisted of smooth, mirror-like, glass-like black rock walls, and ice beneath one's feet.
Everywhere you look.

They all began to be frantically covered by a layer of constantly writhing and proliferating dark red flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A thick, suffocating stench of blood, mixed with a corrosive odor like stomach acid, instantly filled the entire ice cave.

The temperature rises sharply.

The air became thick and scorching.

"Holy shit!!!"

"What the fuck is this?!"

"Deep Blue Heavy Industry! Was this your doing?!"

Desperate screams and furious roars exploded within the space that was rapidly enveloped in flesh and blood.

Those who were a little slower to react and were still near the altar, now looking at the terrifying scene of the surroundings rapidly closing in, like the inner walls of a giant viscera, finally completely believed that the ruins were fake!

But it was too late!

"Damn it! Whatever it is! Smash it!"

"Attack together! Strike out!"

Several hot-tempered second-tier peak grandmasters reacted extremely quickly, roaring and unleashing their strongest attacks. Blade energy, sword energy, and fist shadows bombarded the dark red flesh wall that had just closed above their heads like a storm.

Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!
The violent energy exploded on the flesh wall, producing a dull thud.

However.
A scene that terrified everyone has unfolded!

The seemingly soft and fragile dark red flesh wall only dented slightly after withstanding the full force of several second-tier peak grandmasters.

Like tough rubber that has been hit hard.

The dark red flesh writhed and twisted, and huge bulges quickly rose up where it had been hit, before slowly subsiding.
Don't even mention being blasted through!
Not even a crack appeared.

All the attacks seemed to be absorbed and digested by this writhing flesh.

"No, impossible!!"

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

Despair, like an icy tide, instantly engulfed everyone.

at this time--

A hoarse, aged voice, tinged with satisfaction and excitement, seemed to echo from every corner of this enormous furnace of flesh and blood, clearly reaching the ears of every trapped person:

"Since you're here, don't leave."

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