What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Can all the alien races be wiped out?

Fan Rui didn't know.

All he knew was that on the dark red scorched earth before him, countless severed limbs and broken bodies had been piled up into small mountains.

The foul-smelling blood pooled into tiny streams, flowing gently along the cracks in the ground.

Fan Rui swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, then reached into his pocket and pulled out several perfectly round recovery pills that emitted a faint medicinal fragrance.

Without even looking, he stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it dry, along with the blood in his mouth.

The pill entered the stomach and transformed into several streams of scorching air that spread along the dried-up meridians, barely restoring a trace of vital energy.

He leaned on his sword and turned his head with difficulty.

His gaze pierced through the swirling ashes and blood mist, landing on a familiar figure not far away.

Han Ran.

She gripped two massive axes, each the size of a door panel, tightly in her hands, and a terrifying, astonishing power erupted from her petite frame.

The giant axe swung, creating a deafening whooshing sound as it cleaved through the air. With each strike, it tore apart the charging alien race, skin and bones alike.

A drop of sweat mixed with blood slid down his brow bone and landed precisely in Fan Rui's left eye.

My vision blurred instantly.

A stinging sensation struck, and the chaotic scene before my eyes quietly peeled away amidst the distorted light and shadow.

For some reason, a scene from a very, very long time ago was suddenly forcibly inserted into Fan Rui's mind.

It was a bright and sunny afternoon. A gentle breeze rustled through the old locust tree in the yard, casting dappled shadows.

"Brother Rui, will you marry Sister Fan Yue when you grow up?"

A clear, childlike voice rang in my ears.

The image gradually became clear.

Seven or eight-year-old Fan Rui held a wooden sword in his hand, looking down at the delicate, beautiful little girl in front of him who was a head shorter than him.

Little Hanran had two pigtails, her chubby little face tilted upwards, her big, dark eyes filled with seriousness and trepidation, her little hands nervously clutching the hem of her clothes.

When Fan Rui was a child, he was stunned for a moment, then reached out, smiled and rubbed little Han Ran's head, and said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"No way! Your sister Fan Yue is my own sister. How could a brother marry his sister?"

Xiao Hanran stiffened his neck and immediately pressed for more information.

"Then I'm your sister too. Does that mean I can't marry you even when I grow up?"

Fan Rui shook his head and casually replied, "You're not."

Upon hearing this, Han Ran's expression instantly changed from one of anticipation to one of disbelief.

"Wow--"

The deafening cry shattered the tranquility of the courtyard in an instant.

"Waaaaah... Brother Fan Rui doesn't want me, his little sister, anymore!"

Little Han Ran plopped down on the ground, kicked her little legs, and burst into tears, as if the sky had fallen.

Seven or eight-year-old Fan Rui was so frightened that he threw down the wooden sword, squatted on the ground, sweating profusely, scratching his head and trying to coax her in various ways.

The scene ripples like water, then shifts again.

The surrounding environment transformed into a noisy and chaotic arena.

On the arena of the martial arts competition, banners fluttered in the breeze.

The young girl, Han Ran, stared intently at Fan Rui across the arena, her chin slightly raised, her eyes filled with a determination as if she were about to join the Party.

"Since you insist on going to the front lines..."

The girl paused, gritted her teeth, and said, word by word, "Then I'll accompany you to slaughter all the alien races."

The illusion before my eyes shattered with a deafening roar, transforming once more into a rain of blood and deafening sounds of battle.

She did it.

In reality, Han Ran's giant axe brought down with immense force.

A massive blade demon was cleaved in two at the waist.

Panting heavily, she pulled out her giant axe and, without pausing, faced the next wave of alien races surging forward.

Fan Rui gripped the longsword tightly in his hand, using the blade to support his weight as he gradually straightened up.

"I was wrong."

His chapped lips moved slightly, and his voice was hoarse beyond recognition.

The blood in his chest began to boil violently. Fan Rui took a deep breath, and a low sound came from his throat:

"After this, we'll be together..."

However, Fan Rui hadn't even finished speaking.

"boom!"

A terrifying, suffocating pressure descended from the sky without warning!

The air around them stopped moving instantly, and the tiny pebbles and pools of blood on the ground were forced to levitate against gravity by this invisible aura.

At the edge of their line of sight, beside Han Ran, the space suddenly distorted.

A demon night demon covered in dark purple scales and wielding claws over ten centimeters long tore through space and appeared less than ten steps away from Han Ran!

Its inverted triangular, scarlet eyes gleamed with cruelty and mockery, and its sharp claws had already torn several black spatial rifts in the air.

Nine Heavens Realm!

"Buzz!"

In that instant, every hair on Fan Rui's body stood on end, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Be careful!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Fan Rui's voice and his figure shot out simultaneously!

Abandoning all defenses, he ignited the last bit of Yuan energy that had just been restored within his body, as well as the primordial blood essence deep within his dantian!

The longsword was swung, its blade drawing a dazzling crimson arc in the air.

Fan Rui squeezed out all the potential in his body, and his speed broke through the limit, so he appeared in front of Han Ran's side!

The longsword thrust forward, aiming straight for the Oni Yakkyu's head.

Hearing Fan Rui's heart-wrenching roar, Han Ran turned around in shock.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment.

Accompanied by a "pfft" sound.

Han Ran's pupils contracted sharply. In his vision, the Ghost Night Demon's claws pierced through Fan Rui's chest without any resistance and emerged from his back.

Blood splattered onto Han Ran's face like a fountain, hot and scalding.

And on those sharp claws, a heart that was still beating was tightly gripped.

Fan Rui's body stiffened abruptly. He turned and gave Han Ran a deep look, the light in his eyes beginning to fade rapidly.

"Brother Rui!!!!"

A piercing scream tore through his throat.

Han Ran's mind went blank with a "boom".

The only sound in the world was a sharp ringing in my ears.

crazy.

Han Ran's eyes turned blood red in a fraction of a second, with fine red blood vessels instantly covering the entire white of his eyes.

"kill!!!"

With a beastly roar that sounded inhuman, Han Ran swung his giant axe in his right hand, transforming himself and the axe into a raging hurricane, recklessly cutting down the two blade demons blocking his way.

Then, she suddenly exerted force with her waist, forcefully turning the direction, and the other giant axe in her hand, with earth-shattering power, crashed down on the head of the Ghost Night Demon!

This strike embodied her life's cultivation and boundless hatred.

Even the Ghost Night Demon, who had been stabbed by Fan Rui, showed a hint of fear in his eyes when faced with this crazy fighting style that was completely risking his life.

It snorted coldly, withdrew its sharp claws that had pierced Fan Rui's chest, and with a sway of its body, retreated dozens of meters, avoiding the axe that split the mountain and shattered the rocks.

Losing his support, Fan Rui's body fell straight backward like a tattered fallen leaf.

Han Ran dropped the giant axe in his left hand and pulled the falling Fan Rui into his arms tightly.

She grabbed Fan Rui's waist with one hand, stomped her feet hard on the ground, and used the recoil to pull herself away and retreat.

"Rui-ge! Hang in there! Don't fall asleep! Please don't fall asleep!"

Han Ran's voice trembled violently, and large tears mixed with blood splattered onto Fan Rui's pale face.