Slaying the Mirage Demon!

"We can't keep killing them like this. We have to find the monster's true form," Tantai Yue said softly, quickly forming seals with her hands. "Golden Light Spell - King Ming's Shield!"

"Buzz—"

A golden barrier spread out around the four of them. The tentacles that touched it hissed and burned.

Hearing this, Wei Qing looked up, golden light flowing in his eyes!

This was an unexpected gain from one of Wei Qing's cultivation sessions.

By covering his eyes with spiritual power and coordinating it with the "Nanke's Dream" circulation route, he instantly gained a night-vision-like ability.

The dense fog within a hundred-meter radius became as transparent as water in his eyes. The dark figures hidden within the fog were also completely exposed to his sight, unable to hide.

"Found you."

As soon as he spoke, a "clang" of a blade resounded through the wilderness.

A blood-red lotus flower bloomed, and a cold glint flashed.

Nine blade lights, like blooming lotuses, carved perfect blood-red trajectories in the void.

"Swish—"

Wherever the blood-red blade light passed, tentacles, dark figures, and even the dense fog itself were split in two.

The dark figures hidden in the fog didn't even have time to scream before their bodies, like thin snow meeting the scorching sun, dissolved into wisps of smoke with a sizzling sound.

Within a ten-meter radius, the fog cleared.

Nine crisscrossing blood-red blade marks were left on the ground, forming the pattern of a blooming lotus.

[Ding! Killed a peak Seventh Rank demon, Mirage Demon]

[Spirit +60, Strength +49, Physique +44]

No joy appeared on Wei Qing's face.

Because the system's prompt confirmed his inner thoughts: this trip for the exotic treasure was a trap set by the demon race.

He just didn't know what their ultimate goal was.

At the same time.

The space before the four of them distorted, and then the sound of metal clashing echoed.

The figures of Qin Shuang and other Sect disciples were exposed before them.

"Ah—!"

A scream rang out. A lone Sect disciple was entangled by tentacles around his legs and violently dragged into the depths of the fog.

Only the sound of "crunching" bones breaking was heard, and the scream abruptly stopped.

"Brother Wei, please lend us a hand."

Seeing the sudden appearance of Wei Qing and the others, Qin Shuang understood that Wei Qing and his group must have a way to restrain or even kill the dark figures.

As Qin Shuang shouted.

The other Sect disciples also noticed Wei Qing and the three of them.

Song Yuanming hurriedly said, "Lord Wei, please help us."

"Garrison Commander Tantai, please make a move to save them. My Blazing Sun Sect will surely repay you handsomely afterward."

Liu Yulong's voice carried a hint of urgency, but his gaze never landed on Wei Qing.

In his opinion, this so-called newly appointed Garrison Commander of the Heavenly Realm Division was only alive thanks to Tantai Yue's protection.

All the talk of powerful strength and scaring away the Ghost Corpse Sect was just Wei Qing and the others bragging. Without Tantai Yue, those who 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 the only two Sect forces that did not pay a visit to Wei Qing.

The other was the Blood Robe Sect.

Wei Qing didn't care about this.

In fact, even if Song Yuanming and the others hadn't spoken, he would have acted.

In his view, these demons were all experience points. If he wanted to quickly become stronger, these demons were indispensable.

"Sister Yue, I'll handle it from here."

"Mm."

Tantai Yue nodded and stepped forward, blocking the path of Jun Wushang and the other two.

"Boom—"

The surrounding dense fog suddenly churned violently. Several dark figures darted through the mist, emitting piercing shrieks.

Wei Qing raised his right hand slightly, and the Soul Reaper Blade was slowly drawn from its sheath.

"Blood Moon Slash!"

A blood-red, crescent-shaped blade energy tore through the air, instantly shredding the thick fog and heading straight for the black shadow.

Wherever the blade energy passed, a black shadow hidden in the mist was sliced in two before it could even let out a scream, dissolving into black smoke.

"This..."

Liu Yulong's pupils contracted sharply, staring at the scene before him in disbelief.

Those black shadows that even Qin Shuang had trouble dealing with were like paper in Wei Qing's blade!

[Ding! Slew a Seventh Rank High-level Demon, Mirage Demon]

[Spirit +50, Strength +39, Physique +36, Marrow Cleansing Fluid X1]

As soon as the system's voice fell, an aura of breakthrough rippled from Wei Qing's body.

At this moment, his martial artist cultivation advanced to High-level Sixth Rank.

"This is also possible..."

"Breaking through mid-battle, this Lord Wei's talent is too astonishing."

"High-level Seventh Rank at 16 years old. Even the one ranked first on the Heavenly Pride Rankings didn't achieve this at 16."

The Sect disciples present exclaimed.

"Impossible!" Liu Yulong's heart was shaken. "He was clearly only at the Eighth Rank... How could he be High-level Seventh Rank?"

Wei Qing's strike was like a resounding slap across his face.

16 years old, High-level Seventh Rank.

His cultivation was comparable, yet he was already 20 years old.

Seeing this, Tantai Yue thought, if they knew Wei Qing had also comprehended Profound Meaning, what kind of expressions would they have?

Little did she know.

Due to 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.

She wondered what expression she would have then?

Wei Qing, however, paid no mind to this. His eyes were only on the experience points.

A blade light flashed.

A tentacle attacking Dongfang Rongrong was severed at the waist.

"Thank you, Lord Wei."

Dongfang Rongrong, her face slightly pale, quickly cupped her fists and bowed to Wei Qing.

Wei Qing nodded slightly in response, his figure flashing as he charged into the depths of the thick fog.

"No."

"Qingzi."

"Brother Wei."

"Lord Wei, it's dangerous."

Tantai Yue and the others wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Wei Qing's figure had already vanished into the thick fog.

Just as Jun Wushang was about to step forward, Zhang Xue pulled him back. "Qing Ge isn't reckless. Since he dares to do this, he must have a way."

"But..."

"Let's wait and see, maybe..."

Before Zhang Xue could finish speaking, everyone heard the sounds of fighting from within the thick fog.

A moment later.

Wei Qing emerged from the fog, completely unharmed, not even his clothes were damaged.

At the same time.

Everyone noticed that the terrifying tentacles and black shadows had also not reappeared.

"It's resolved?"

Tantai Yue stepped forward and asked.

Wei Qing sheathed his blade. "Resolved."

Upon hearing this, the hearts of the many Sect disciples, which had been hanging by a thread, finally relaxed.

But, what followed was fear.

After a quick headcount, of the more than a hundred people who had entered the Black Mist Wasteland, fewer than eighty remained. One-third had died.

Thus, some disciples from second and third-rate Sects proposed a retreat.

The rare treasures were good, but they had to be alive to get them.

"It's too late." Nangong Ruyan's gaze turned towards the direction they had come from. "Look behind you."

Everyone turned their heads in unison upon hearing this and discovered that the passage they had used to enter had vanished without a trace at some unknown time.

The dense fog behind them was slowly devouring the path they had taken.