Tantai Yue spoke softly, her hands rapidly forming seals. "We can't kill them all like this. We have to find the monster's true body. Golden Light Spell: Mingwang Shield!"
"Buzz—"
A golden curtain of light unfurled around the four of them. The tentacles struck it, producing sizzling, burning sounds.
Hearing this,
Wei Qing raised his eyes, golden light flowing through them!
This was an accidental gain from one of Wei Qing's cultivation sessions.
By covering his eyes with Mental Power and following the circulation route of Nanke's Dream, he had gained an ability akin to night vision.
Within a hundred meters, the dense fog became as transparent as water in his eyes. The shadows hiding within it had nowhere to hide and were exposed directly to his sight.
"Found you."
The moment his words fell, a clear blade cry rang across the wilderness.
A blood-colored lotus bloomed, cold light flashing forth.
Nine streaks of blade light blossomed like lotus petals, carving perfect crimson trails through the void.
"Whoosh—"
Where the blood-colored blade light passed, the tentacles, the shadows, even the dense fog itself were cleaved in two.
The shadow hidden in the fog did not even have time to scream before its body turned into wisps of green smoke with a sizzling sound, like thin snow beneath a blazing sun.
Within a radius of thirty meters, the fog was swept clean.
Nine crisscrossing crimson blade marks remained on the ground, forming the pattern of a blooming lotus.
Ding! Slain a Seventh-Rank Peak demon, Mirage Demon Mental Power +60, Strength +49, Constitution +44
There was no joy on Wei Qing's face.
Because the system notification had confirmed his suspicions. This trip for the Exotic Treasure was a trap laid by the demon race.
He just did not know what their ultimate goal was.
At the same time.
The space before the four of them twisted, followed by the sound of clashing metal and stone.
The figures of Qin Shuang and the other sect disciples were revealed before them.
"Ah—!"
A scream rang out as a lone sect disciple was caught around the legs by tentacles and violently dragged into the depths of the dense fog.
Only the crack of shattering bones could be heard before the scream abruptly stopped.
"Brother Wei, please lend us a hand."
Seeing Wei Qing and the others suddenly appear, Qin Shuang understood that they must have a way to restrain, or even kill, those shadows.
The moment Qin Shuang shouted,
The other sect disciples also noticed Wei Qing's group.
Song Yuanming hurriedly said, "Lord Wei, please help us."
"Guardian Envoy Tantai, please save us. My Blazing Sun Sect will repay you generously afterward."
There was urgency in Liu Yulong's voice, yet his gaze never once turned toward Wei Qing.
In his eyes, this so-called newly appointed Guardian Envoy of the Heavenly Realm Division had only survived until now because of Tantai Yue's protection.
Claims that he was immensely powerful and had frightened off the Ghost Corpse Sect were nothing more than Wei Qing and the others gilding their own faces. Without Tantai Yue, everyone who had participated in the battle at the City God Temple would have long been wiped out by the Ghost Corpse Sect.
For this reason, after arriving in Qingcheng, the Blazing Sun Sect was one of only two sect forces that had not gone to pay Wei Qing a visit.
The other was the Blood Robe Gate.
Wei Qing did not care about that.
In truth, even if Song Yuanming and the others had not asked, he would still have acted.
To him, these demons were all experience points. If he wanted to grow stronger quickly,
These demons were indispensable.
"Sister Yue, I'll handle the rest."
"Mm."
Tantai Yue nodded and stepped forward, placing herself before Jun Wushang and the other man.
"Boom—"
The dense fog around them suddenly churned violently. Several shadows darted through it, letting out piercing shrieks.
Wei Qing raised his right hand slightly, and the Soul Slaying Blade slowly slid from its sheath.
"Blood Moon: Slash!"
A blood-red crescent blade aura tore through the air, instantly ripping apart the dense fog as it shot toward the shadows.
Where the blade aura passed, a shadow lurking in the fog did not even have time to scream before it was cut in two and dissipated into black smoke.
"This..."
Liu Yulong's pupils contracted sharply as he stared at the scene before him in disbelief.
Those shadows that even Qin Shuang had struggled to deal with were like paper mache beneath Wei Qing's blade!
Ding! Slain a Seventh-Rank Advanced demon, Mirage Demon Mental Power +50, Strength +39, Constitution +36, Marrow Cleansing Fluid x1
The moment the system's voice fell, an aura of breakthrough rippled out from Wei Qing's body.
At that moment, his martial cultivation advanced to Sixth Rank Advanced.
"He could break through like that..."
"Breaking through in the midst of battle—Lord Wei's talent is far too astonishing."
"A sixteen-year-old Seventh-Rank Advanced cultivator... even the one ranked first on the Heavenly Pride Ranking had not achieved what Lord Wei has at sixteen."
The sect disciples present cried out in amazement.
"Impossible!" Liu Yulong was shaken to the core. "He was clearly only Eighth Rank... How could he be Seventh-Rank Advanced?"
Wei Qing's strike was like a resounding slap across his face.
Sixteen years old, Seventh-Rank Advanced.
Their cultivation levels were equal, but he was already twenty.
Seeing this, Tantai Yue thought to herself, If they knew Wei Qing had also comprehended an profundity, what sort of expressions would they have?
Yet she did not know.
Because of the Breath Concealing Pill, Wei Qing's displayed realm was one rank lower than his true realm.
If she knew Wei Qing's true realm,
What sort of expression would she have then?
Wei Qing did not care about any of that. His eyes held only experience points.
Blade light flashed.
A tentacle lunging at Dongfang Rongrong was severed at the waist.
"Thank you, Lord Wei."
Dongfang Rongrong, her face somewhat pale, hurriedly clasped her fists and bowed to Wei Qing.
Wei Qing nodded slightly in response, then flashed forward and charged into the depths of the dense fog.
"Don't!"
"Qingzi!"
"Brother Wei!"
"Lord Wei, it's dangerous!"
Tantai Yue and the others tried to stop him, but it was already too late. Wei Qing's figure had vanished into the dense fog.
Jun Wushang was just about to step forward when Zhang Xue grabbed him. "Brother Qing isn't a reckless man. Since he dared to do this, he must have a way."
"But..."
"Wait and see. Maybe..."
Before Zhang Xue could finish, the crowd heard a burst of fighting from within the dense fog.
A moment later.
Wei Qing emerged from the fog. From head to toe, even his clothes were undamaged.
At the same time.
Everyone realized that those terrifying tentacles and shadows had not appeared again.
"Did you solve it?"
Tantai Yue stepped forward and asked.
Wei Qing sheathed his blade. "Solved."
Hearing this, the many sect disciples finally let out the breath they had been holding.
But what followed was fear.
After a count, of the more than one hundred people who had entered the Black Mist Wasteland,
Fewer than eighty remained. In an instant, a third of them had died.
Thus, some disciples from second- and third-rate sects suggested retreating.
The Exotic Treasure might be good, but they needed to be alive to claim it.
"Too late." Nangong Ruyan looked toward the direction they had entered from. "Look behind you."
Hearing this, everyone turned around together, only to discover that the passage they had come through had vanished without a trace at some point.
The dense fog behind them was slowly swallowing the path they had taken.
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