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Chapter 350 Only when you're well-fed will you have the energy to become a god!
Time continues to pass.

It was midnight, and Fang Qingyu was still waiting inside the force field.

However, others soon realized that something was wrong.

Chu Kuanglan immediately yelled in the group chat: "Damn it, something's not right! How come these black-robed bastards are like paper? They just rush in and get themselves killed? Is this the kind of trash the Heavenly Punishment Society raises?"

"I agree." Wei Banmeng's cold words appeared on the screen, "Although the resistance is fierce, the coordination is chaotic and the deployment of high-level combat power is insufficient. This is inconsistent with the Heavenly Punishment Society's consistent unpredictable and ruthless style."

The atmosphere in the group instantly shifted from the joy of victory to doubt.

The Heavenly Punishment Society is infamous, having occupied the core area of ​​the City of Injustice for decades. Its foundation is unfathomable, and there are people like Shi Hao among them.

Such a disparate ratio of casualties.

The only explanation is that the other party is letting the game slide.

Or rather, the force they sent out was not their true core strength!

Fang Qingyu looked at the doubts flashing on the screen.

Starry Eyes narrowed slightly, her fingertips tapping rapidly on the screen:
"Stay vigilant and hold your respective defensive positions. Whether the enemy is testing us or has other plans, kill! Killing as many as possible is always the right thing to do."

After sending the message, Fang Qingyu turned off the screen and put the phone back in his pocket.

The convenience store lights cast intermittent shadows on his sharply defined profile.

In the depths of those eyes, a galaxy slowly swirls, reflecting the empty, desolate street.

Time passed in silence.

The hands of the convenience store clock quietly slid past 12:30 a.m.

Fang Qingyu's bag of potato chips was empty, and he had finished the last sip of his soda.

He casually crushed the empty can and threw it into the nearby trash can.

at this time
"Buzz buzz buzz."

The phone in my pocket started vibrating violently again, not from a group chat message, but from a continuous barrage of incoming calls.
It's jumping on the screen.
It was a call from "Dawn-Wang Hai".

Fang Qingyu's brows furrowed instantly.

The Brother of Dawn has his private number.

However, unless there is an extremely urgent and critical situation that requires him to report directly, he would never easily make this call.

He immediately pressed the answer button and held the phone to his ear.

"Brother Yu! Brother Yu!!"

Wang Hai's hoarse, almost cracking roar came from the other end of the phone.

The background is the deafening roar of explosions and piercing screams.

"The headquarters of the Desolate Bone Gang is under siege! The main force of the Heavenly Punishment Society is all here!! A dense, countless mass of people in black robes! They're slaughtering them!!"

Wang Hai's voice trembled violently with extreme shock.

The speech was so fast it was like firing bullets:

"The Desolate Bone Gang is completely wiped out! Now only their leader and a few experts are fighting desperately, covered in blood! But they can't hold them off at all. The Heavenly Punishment Society has too many people, and they're killing them too fast! I estimate that it won't be long before the Desolate Bone Gang is wiped out, Brother Yu! After they finish off the Desolate Bone Gang, the next... the next one will definitely be our Gray Rock District!!"

Fang Qingyu gripped his phone, his starry eyes suddenly narrowing.

The main force of the Heavenly Punishment Society actually abandoned the Azure Dragon Gang?!

Instead, they gathered all their forces and launched a thunderous attack on the headquarters of the Wild Bone Gang.

This is illogical.

If the members of the Heavenly Punishment Society weren't fools, they would know that the Wild Bone Gang was merely drawing fire for the Azure Dragon Gang.

Moreover, the people from the Heavenly Punishment Society should be after themselves.

At this moment, the Heavenly Punishment Society is refusing to kill me and instead targeting the Desolate Bone Gang!?

unless
Unless the Desolate Bone Gang itself has a more important value to the Heavenly Punishment Society than itself?
Or will divine punishment be eager to erase certain key figures or secrets?
For example, that old regimental commander?
After all, he was Chen Wudi's father.

He is the only being who could possibly make Chen Wudi hand over the Invincible Technique voluntarily.

The thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

"Where are they? Do the members of the Desolate Bone Gang still have the ability to resist?"

Fang Qingyu's voice was frighteningly calm, without a trace of emotion.

"Yes, yes!" Wang Hai gasped, seemingly moving rapidly at the edge of the force field. "The old commander... and the commander leading a dozen or so of the core third-tier warriors, are huddled together in a defensive formation, but they probably won't last much longer."

As expected, the Divine Bone Martial Saint was involved.

Fang Qingyu understood.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been reduced to defending their position to the point of no return.

With the combat power of any one of those eight Divine Bone Martial Saints, they would be able to rank among the top three in the third tier of the City of Injustice.

Even though the Wild Bone Gang has ten Martial Saint-level leaders in charge.

Faced with overwhelming numbers and top-tier combat power, their chances of survival are slim.

"Wang Hai," Fang Qingyu ordered decisively, "Listen carefully, think of a way to send a message to the remnants of the Wild Bone Gang, tell them to abandon the headquarters and immediately break through towards the Gray Rock District, with Taikang Road as their target. Tell them that as long as they can make it to me alive, I will protect them."

"Understood! Brother Yu! I'll go give it a try right away!"

Wang Hai immediately agreed, and the call was immediately disconnected.

Fang Qingyu slowly put down his phone.

He wanted to save the Wild Bone Gang, not out of kindness.

It wasn't for that fragile partnership.

The problem is that the elderly cannot die now.

Whether you survive or not depends on your fate.

Fang Qingyu murmured, still leaning against the convenience store door frame.

As if blending into the silent night, only the starry river in her eyes shimmered.

……

Time crawled by second amidst the anxious waiting.

The hands of the convenience store clock struggled to move toward 1:30 a.m.

suddenly
Fang Qingyu leaned slightly against the door frame.

The Starry Sky Eyes instantly locked onto the far end of the street.

coming.

A series of hurried footsteps, accompanied by heavy, painful breathing, approached from afar, breaking the deathly silence within the force field.

Under the dim glow of the streetlights, a group of figures stumbled and rushed into view.
There were about forty people, all of them in a sorry state, and all of them were injured.

The man with the severed arm had half his body soaked in blood, and the man with a hole in his chest could only move with the help of his companions.

Many more were covered in deep, bone-revealing wounds, their breaths were weak, and their eyes were filled with the shock of surviving a disaster and a deep-seated exhaustion.

Their combat uniforms varied in style.

Covered in blood and dust, this was the standard uniform of the Wild Bone Gang.

The man in the lead was none other than the old regimental commander whom Fang Qingyu knew.

One of his arms hung limply at his sides, the flesh and bone riddled with blood from some kind of corrosive energy, the bone exposed, blood dripping from his fingertips and leaving a broken trail behind him.

His once hunched figure was now standing straight.

His cloudy old eyes were bloodshot from the pain and blood loss.

When this group of defeated soldiers rushed into the Taikang Road area and saw Fang Qingyu leaning alone against the entrance of the convenience store, they were like drowning people grabbing onto the last piece of driftwood, bursting out with their last bit of strength and speeding towards him.

The old regimental commander charged ahead, about seven or eight steps away from Fang Qingyu.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze sweeping urgently toward Fang Qingyu.

However, when his gaze fell upon Fang Qingyu's raised eyes...
The old regimental commander's body suddenly stiffened.

Their steps came to an abrupt halt.

Those eyes
No longer the fiery, majestic vertical pupils of my memory.

Instead, it was a deep, starry sky.

The pitch-black background is like an abyss that swallows all light, with countless tiny, glittering silver specks slowly flowing across it, flickering and shining.

They only made eye contact for a fleeting moment.

"Captain Fangfang?!"

The old regimental commander cried out in shock, his voice distorted by the shock and excruciating pain.

The person before me had a more profound and reserved aura than when we last met.

But the oppressive feeling emanating from those eyes was more than ten times stronger.
His martial arts system has also reached the third tier?!

Moreover, it is by no means an ordinary third-tier item.

Fang Qingyu's gaze swept calmly over the group of people.

Finally, the gaze fell upon the old commander's pale face, glistening with blood loss, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile curved his lips.

"Old Commander, where are they?"

The old regimental commander felt a chill run down his spine from Fang Qingyu's terrifyingly calm gaze.

But at this critical moment of life and death, there's no time to think about anything else.

He snapped back to reality, forcefully suppressing the turmoil in his heart and the excruciating pain in his arm.

With his still relatively intact arm, he pointed sharply to the end of the street behind him, his voice hoarse and urgent:

"They're here! Right behind us, biting hard!!"

The words just fell!

"boom--!!!"

As if to confirm his words.

At the end of the street, the edge of the area barely illuminated by the dim streetlights was instantly submerged by a surging black tide, like ink dripping into clear water.

The figures, all dressed in black robes, silently filled the wide street.

It extends from the ground up to the walls of the buildings on both sides.

There were so many people, numbering over a hundred.

At the forefront of this black wave.

Like a sharp bow parting the turbulent waves, four figures marched proudly forward.

This is just one glance.

Fang Qingyu immediately knew who these people were.

The Divine Bone Martial Saints, who exist just like Shi Hao, have a very strong aura.

Behind them followed more than twenty figures with equally powerful auras.

They were all third-tier martial saints or apostles.

Further on, there was a dense, dark mass of dozens of second-tier elites.

There were more than twenty third-tier individuals.

In addition, there are four Divine Bone Martial Saints.

There are also dozens of second-order units.

The Heavenly Punishment Society was tasked with wiping out the remnants of the Desolate Bone Clan.
The power invested in a single instance is terrifying.

"Ah"

A very soft laugh escaped from Fang Qingyu's lips.

Turning his head, he looked at the pale-faced old regimental commander beside him and the group of surviving soldiers behind him, his tone calm and indifferent:

"You all step back, step back a bit. Leave this to me."

The old commander instinctively wanted to speak.

However, after seeing Fang Qingyu's gaze, he swallowed his words back.

"Okay, Captain Fang, be careful."

The old regimental commander suppressed the turmoil in his heart and nodded through gritted teeth, then roared at those behind him, "Back up! Everyone back up! Make room for Captain Fang!"

He led his remaining men, staggering as they quickly retreated into the depths of the street behind them.

However, it did not retreat too far, only stopping when it had moved about 100 meters away.

They leaned against the cold wall, breathing heavily, their eyes fixed on the lone figure facing the black tide.

At this point, they were already in the same boat as Fang Qingyu.

If Fang Qingyu dies, they will die too.

They couldn't help but be nervous.

Fang Qingyu stopped looking at them.

Their gaze returned to the surging black tide.

The faint smile at the corner of his mouth completely disappeared.

Then he took a step forward.

hum!
The hard pavement beneath my feet cracked silently, and spiderweb-like fissures spread several meters in an instant.

Next comes the second step, and then the third step.
Fang Qingyu's pace was not fast.

But with each step he took, his aura surged like a dormant volcano.

Dark red, almost black, with countless silver specks of crystal appearing and spreading from under the skin as if they were alive.

It covered the entire body in the blink of an eye.

The sharply defined crystals refracted a cold yet dazzling starlight under the convenience store lights, outlining perfect muscle lines.

It was as if they were wearing armor forged from stars and lava.

At the same time, pale blue energy, like a serpent awakening, burst forth from his acupoints, swirling and coiling.

This Azure Lotus Force is as warm and smooth as jade, and within its energy, countless tiny starlight points flicker and fade.

Armor made of crystal, blades of blue lotus, and starlight flowing.

The next moment, Fang Qingyu suddenly stopped.

boom--!
It felt as if he was stepping on invisible stairs, and his body defied all logic as he was lifted into the air.

One step, two steps
It was like climbing steps to the sky, walking towards the air several meters above the ground.

The night breeze ruffled the stray hairs on Fang Qingyu's forehead, revealing his deep eyes that seemed to have transformed into a cosmic galaxy.

Looking down from their vantage point, they surveyed the black raging tide that was now almost within reach.

"kill--!!!"

Faced with this provocation that leaped into the air, at the forefront of the Black Tide, a low, short syllable finally escaped from beneath the mask of a Divine Bone Martial Saint.

As soon as the order was given, the black tide instantly boiled.

"Roar--!"

The four Divine Bone Martial Saints let out inhuman roars.

The muscular body, shrouded in a black robe, suddenly unleashed terrifying speed.

Four distorted afterimages were left behind as the air was instantly torn apart.

Their true forms were like four black arrows released from a bow, shooting fiercely towards Fang Qingyu in the air with a piercing whistle.

Their arms bulged with muscles, and thick, black liquid, exuding a strange, sweet, and fishy smell, instantly covered their fists, aiming straight for Fang Qingyu's vitals.

At the same time, the more than twenty third-tier Martial Saints and Apostles, along with dozens of second-tier elites behind them, surged like a black torrent that had burst its banks, bypassing the aerial battlefield and heading straight for the remnants of the Desolate Bone Gang, who were leaning against the wall a hundred meters away, panting and already like frightened birds.

The intention was to completely crush this last spark.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyu in the air suddenly lit up his starry eyes.

Om-! ! !
An indescribable, vast will suddenly descended.

The true meaning of the starry sky! Open!

Boom——

It was as if the Milky Way in the heavens had been stirred.

A dazzling, vast silver river, formed from countless points of starlight, suddenly surged forth from behind Fang Qingyu.

It was tens of meters wide and of unknown length, like a ribbon falling from the depths of space, carrying the majestic power to crush stars and cleanse the universe, crashing down fiercely.

The target: the surging black torrent below, rushing towards the remnants of the Bone Clan. Boom—

The Milky Way fell to Earth.

The immense power of the stars, like a tangible mountain, slammed heavily onto the vanguard of the black torrent.

The ground trembled violently, and debris shot out like bullets.

The dozen or so elite second-tier warriors at the forefront didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly crushed into a burst of blood mist by the torrent of starlight.

The momentum of the third-tier Martial Saint Apostles who followed closely behind was abruptly halted.

"Ugh!"

"What the hell?!"

"Stop it!!"

Exclamations, roars, and the crisp sound of shields shattering instantly intertwined.

More than twenty third-tier powerhouses were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the starry river and were thrown into a panic.

They all unleashed their strongest defensive measures to resist the onslaught of the starry river.

Dozens of second-tier soldiers were thrown into disarray, their formation instantly thrown into chaos.

That dazzling Milky Way was like an insurmountable chasm, firmly blocking their path between them and the remnants of the Wild Bone Gang.

And at that very instant, as the galaxy fell to earth, blocking the enemy from the outside world.

In the air, Fang Qingyu faced four terrifying fists that had pounced on him, wrapped in black divine blood. His right arm, covered with star-like tribulation crystals, was already raised!

There was no earth-shattering build-up, no fancy or complicated moves.

Just the simplest, purest punch, thrown forward!

Thunderous Cut - Dragon's Roar Shakes the Heavens!

boom--

A blinding golden divine lightning burst forth from the fist.

It condensed into a majestic thunder dragon over twenty meters long, with bared fangs and claws.

The dragon's mouth opened wide, and it roared!
And at the very moment the Thunder Dragon took shape.

Within the starlight crystals flowing around Fang Qingyu and the swirling azure lotus energy, the countless shimmering starlight points suddenly burst forth with unprecedented brilliance.

The vast and magnificent starry sky is like an invisible paintbrush.

Instantly, a deep and dazzling coat was draped over this Divine Thunder Dragon!

The pitch-black background is like a cosmic curtain, upon which countless silver stars flow and nebulae swirl.

The entire thunder dragon instantly transformed into a roaring star dragon.

This strike, which combined the destructive power of the Divine Firmament with the true meaning of the starry sky, fiercely met the four fists enveloped in devouring divine blood.

For the first time, an extremely subtle fluctuation seemed to appear in the empty, lifeless eyes of those four divine bone warriors.

They had absolute confidence in the energy-devouring properties of their divine blood, and faced with this terrifying dragon, they neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead unleashed even more ferocious punches.

The thick black liquid churned, attempting to devour and disintegrate the giant dragon.

However.
The moment the dragon's body, which covered the deep starry sky, crashed and slammed onto the black liquid of divine blood.
scoff-

The anticipated scene of energy being swallowed up and dissolved did not occur.

That thick, eerie black divine blood, capable of easily dissolving divine lightning, seemed to encounter its nemesis the moment it came into contact with the Starry Sky Dragon.

The black liquid churned violently, as if forcibly repelled by some higher-level force.

The momentum of the Starry Sky Dragon did not diminish in the slightest.

The dragon's body, imbued with divine thunder and the true meaning of the starry sky, ignored the devouring properties of divine blood and tore through the viscous black liquid defense as easily as crushing dust.

Boom——

The colossal dragon of the starry sky, carrying an overwhelming force, slammed into the chests of the four people.

Click! !
The sound of bones cracking, so loud it felt like popping beans, was deafening.

The four Divine Bone Martial Saints moved even faster than when they arrived.

They transformed into four blurry black afterimages, crashing heavily onto the street below.

boom--

Like four meteorites falling.
The hard road surface was smashed into four huge craters, each several meters in diameter.
Spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly.
Smoke and dust, mixed with shattered starlight, shot into the sky.
At the bottom of the deep pit, four figures could be vaguely seen embedded in the ground, unable to move for the time being.

One punch!
Just one punch!
The four Divine Bone Martial Saints, whose combat power ranked among the top three in the City of Injustice, were swiftly suppressed.

The true meaning of the starry sky absolutely suppresses the divine blood.

It is beginning to show its potential!

Fang Qingyu didn't even glance at the four deep pits.

His gaze instantly locked onto the black-robed legion below, whose formation was in disarray due to the temporary obstruction of the starry river.

Especially those twenty-odd third-tier experts who were still in shock.

"It's your turn."

Fang Qingyu's arms, covered with star-like tribulation crystals, suddenly trembled.

Roar—! Roar—!
Two clear and resounding dragon roars suddenly rang out.

A dazzling golden light burst forth from his arms.

The Dragon's Craftsmanship During the Shun Era!

open!

Two lifelike golden dragons, their scales and claws flying, instantly coiled around his arms.

Lightning flashed in the dragon's eyes, and an aura of majesty swept through the air.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Qingyu clenched his right fist, which was covered with star-like tribulation crystals, and the pale blue lotus energy gathered wildly towards the fist like a storm.

The air around the fist was compressed to the extreme, emitting a burst of sound as it struggled to withstand the pressure.

Breaking through the Nine Hells!

boom--! ! !
A punch was thrown downwards.

This punch combined the Azure Lotus Force, the Qi and Blood Tribulation Crystal, and the dual dragon blessing of Shun Shi Long Gong.

And the true meaning of the starry sky.

A highly refined, dark blue-black fist-shaped aura shot out from his hand.

At the front of the fist-shaped energy, a faint nine-petaled blue lotus phantom could be seen rotating and blooming, with starlight flowing along the edges of the petals.

aims.

This is the area where the group of black-robed men below are most concentrated.

“Get out of the way!!!”

"Join forces to resist!!"

The twenty-odd third-tier experts below were instantly terrified.

The pressure from that punch was so immense that they couldn't even muster the thought of taking a direct hit.

Amidst terrified screams.

Like a swarm of bees disturbed by a sudden burst of activity, they instantly unleashed their maximum speed, frantically dodging in all directions.

however.

The second-tier elites behind them were far slower in their reaction time.
The dark blue fist energy was like a red-hot iron pressed hard into soft butter.

It instantly penetrated into the dense crowd.

It was chilling, like the dull, continuous cracking sound of a watermelon being smashed by a heavy hammer.

Wherever the fist's energy passed, protective qi and blood, shields, or even tough flesh were instantly crushed like fragile pieces of paper.

More than twenty second-tier elites who couldn't dodge in time exploded instantly.

It transformed into more than twenty tragically blooming firework of flesh and blood.

Severed limbs and fragments of internal organs were scattered like a torrential rain, and the strong smell of blood instantly overwhelmed the sweet, fishy aroma.

The force of the punch, undiminished, slammed into the wall of a five-story commercial building behind them.

Boom——

The entire reinforced concrete wall collapsed and caved inward as if it had been hit by a cannon.

It formed a terrifying hole with a diameter of over ten meters.

Smoke, dust, and gravel shot into the sky instantly.

The power of one punch is so terrifying!
The entire battlefield instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Only the night wind howled through the ruins, and the dripping sound of blood falling to the ground could be heard.

The four Divine Bone Martial Saints, who had just struggled to climb out of the deep pit, had their dark gray masks covered in dust.

Even tiny cracks appeared.

Through the cracks, one could see into the depths of their empty, lifeless eyes.

There seemed to be extremely subtle ripples stirring within.

But there was still no emotional expression.

He just stared intently at Fang Qingyu in the air.

Those third-tier powerhouses who managed to escape the calamity were scattered throughout the battlefield.

The expression on the face beneath the mask was quite complex at this moment.
They are completely different from those four Divine Bone Martial Saints.

A hundred meters behind, the old leader of the Wild Bone Regiment leaned against the wall, watching the battle.

His cloudy old eyes were now wide open.

He stared intently at the figure in the sky, bathed in starlight, who had suppressed divine bones and annihilated a level 22 being with a single punch.

His withered body trembled slightly with excitement.

His lips trembled as he muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear, his eyes blazing with uncontrollable ecstasy and an almost pilgrimage-like frenzy.

"Good, good, the stronger the better!!"

And this moment.

Fang Qingyu, who was hovering in mid-air, slowly withdrew his fist.

He looked down at his right palm, which was covered with star-like tribulation crystals and flowed with the energy of the Azure Lotus.

On his palm, there seemed to still be the terrifying power of that punch that had just been thrown, which had drawn upon the true essence of the starry sky and crushed all obstacles.

A sense of indescribable joy and enlightenment welled up in my heart like a clear spring.

The primordial power of this Shattered Star Dou Kui
The true meaning of the starry sky.

It's much stronger than I imagined.

It should be noted that Fang Qingyu has not yet activated the core skills and ultimate moves of the Shattered Star Dou Kui.

I've never seen the skill fusion before, and you have to know what makes Dragon Fist Master so strong.

Besides its built-in Dragon Transformation and ultimate move.

When other skills are combined, they will evolve towards the direction of Dragon Fist Master.

It can be said to be a complete class panel designed for Dragon Fist Masters.

At this moment, the skills on Fang Qingyu's Shattered Star Battle Master panel were all the same old set of skills from the Dragon Fist Grandmaster.

The only thing that can be used is the original power of the Shattered Star Dou Kui, the True Meaning of the Starry Sky.

But unexpectedly, the mere enhancement of the Starry Sky True Meaning raised Fang Qingyu's combat power by several levels.
This is far superior to the true meaning of fire and the true meaning of thunder.

Judging from the current combat strength.

The potential of the Shattered Star Dou Kui is greater than that of the Divine Firmament Envoy.

Even better.

Fang Qingyu slowly raised his head, his starry eyes sweeping once more over the black-robed legion below, now shrouded in deathly silence.

He glanced at the four disheveled yet still lifeless Bone Warriors, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

"Warm-up is over."

"Now, it's time to clear the area."

……

It is more than ten kilometers away from the battlefield on Taikang Road.

Deep in a deserted back alley.

This is the very edge of the super-large force field set up by Fang Qingyu.

The dim streetlights were extremely weak here, barely outlining the silhouettes of two quietly standing black figures.

One of them was shrouded in a wide black robe, his aura restrained and profound, like a stone sculpture blending into the shadows.

He was pushing a wheelchair in front of him.

In the wheelchair, a figure also wrapped in a black robe hung his head, motionless, as if he had lost all vitality.

The standing man in the black robe had a radio plugged into his ear.

An unusually calm sound was coming from inside.

The report is currently on Fang Qingyu's suppression of four Divine Bone Martial Saints with a single punch, and his subsequent massacre of the others.

"Understood." The standing black-robed man's voice was calm and even, interrupting the incoherent report on the communicator. "Tell the four holy remains to be careful. Once the others are almost dead, retreat immediately. The plan cannot fail."

"Yes, sir!" The voice on the communicator immediately responded and then quickly cut off.

The man in black robes slightly raised his head.

He seemed to glance at the faint fluctuations coming from the direction of Taikang Road in the distance, hidden in the shadow of his hood.

Then, he stopped paying attention to the battlefield.

He bent down slightly and pulled out a completely black calligraphy brush from under the wheelchair.

He held a pen in his right hand and slowly swept his left hand across the air in front of him.

Buzz.
As he swung his arm, the jet-black pen tip sliced ​​through the air.

It actually left behind streaks of ink that remained, condensed and emitting a dark, luminous sheen.

These ink marks were not randomly applied.

Instead, it outlines individual patterns.

They meander and connect in the void as if they were alive.

In just a few breaths, a huge circular black magic circle with a diameter of about two meters floated in the void in front of the black-robed man.

At the center of the magic circle, a shape was outlined by countless fine black lines.
A lifelike, twisted and coiled pattern of the spine.

The magic circle was formed at the very instant.

"Uh"

The figure in the wheelchair, whose head had been bowed as if he were dead, suddenly let out a very faint groan.

Immediately afterwards, under the calm gaze of the standing man in black robes, the person in the wheelchair was as if forcibly pulled up by invisible threads, and suddenly stood up from the wheelchair.

He kept his head down, his face hidden by the large hood.

A withered, pale hand, devoid of any color, slowly emerged from the wide sleeve of a black robe, its five fingers spread wide, pointing forward.
It was precisely in the direction of the Taikang Road battlefield.

Buzz.
The magic array in the void suddenly lit up with a dim light.

Strands of red blood energy, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, seemed to be drawn by an invisible hand.

From the direction of the Taikang Road battlefield, wisps of smoke drifted continuously, traversing a distance of more than ten kilometers, and finally converged in the palm of that withered and pale hand.

The man in black robes standing behind him watched this bizarre scene silently.

A slight smile seemed to curve at the corner of his mouth beneath the hood.

He reached out and gently patted the slightly bulging back of the man in black robes in front of him.

The voice was deep and gentle:
"Eat up. Eat more."

"I'm full."

"Only then will you have the strength to become a god."

(End of this chapter)