Exterminate Evil and Break Calamity!

Liang Qu shoved the Subduing Waves Spear back into the ground, picked up the large bow that had fallen to the ground, and drew it again.

The bow is drawn to its fullest extent.

A chorus of strings resounded.

The arrows distributed from the River Conservancy Office were quickly consumed, with twelve black arrows being used very little.

He would only use the twelve good arrows left by Liu Jie to relieve the pressure on Xiang Fangsu and the others at the front when there was a perfect opportunity to deal with the Wolf Smoke Martial Master.

However, skilled archers were not only found in the River Conservancy Office and the Demon Subduing Division; arrows often flew from the opposite side.

Golden Eye grants Liang Qu unparalleled night vision and insight, but also makes him a sitting duck in the dark.

With flickering firelight and blurred shadows, what target could be easier to spot than Liang Qu, whose eyes gleamed with Golden Eye? Yet, facing concentrated fire, Liang Qu remained calm and fearless.

Wandering the Six Voids allowed him to almost max out his evasion skill below the Galloping Horse," allowing him to move around and counterattack simultaneously.

An arrow carrying a swirling current grazed past, snapping a tree as thick as a bowl in half before disappearing without a trace.

Liang Qu drew his arrow backhand and retaliated in the direction from which the arrow had come. A scream echoed from the darkness.

When the Martial Master from the River Conservancy Office rushed into the dense forest, they saw a dead man with a hole piercing through his chest. He had struggled to crawl away into the distance, leaving a mud trail more than a hundred meters long.

Under the cover of night, corpses lay strewn across the fields, and the burning flames illuminated half the sky.

The sounds of metal clashing, arrows piercing the air, and screams from the meat grinder were carried by the wind straight up to the sky and then carried to everyone's ears.

The corpses from the River Conservancy Office, the Ghost Mother Sect Demon Subduing Division, and the Ghost Mother Cult were all mixed together.

The thick Blood Qi attracted several strange birds, each as big as a calf, to circle in the sky. Occasionally, they would swoop down, snatch food from the jaws of a tiger, grab a severed arm or leg, and then flap their wings and fly away.

The smaller seabirds tried to get a piece of the pie, realizing that a great opportunity was right in front of them. They could become like those calf-sized monsters by eating just a little bit, fearless of wind and rain, but afraid of the Martial Artist's aura and dared not go down.

Some daring ones attempted to swoop down, only to be shredded into mincemeat by the flashing blades they created. Only a very few frantically flapped their wings, managing to spill some precious flesh.

Xiang Fangsu and Ran Zhongshi led several Wolf Smoke Martial Master at the forefront, while the strongest group was still putting up a stubborn resistance.

Most of the remaining Galloping Horse Martial Master either surrendered or died from serious injuries, losing most of their fighting strength.

It was as if the black curtain between heaven and earth was covered with blood and severed limbs, becoming thick and slippery, so that even sound could not penetrate it, and suddenly it became quiet.

Liang Qu swallowed the Qi Replenishing Pill between his teeth, gasped for breath, and reached for the quiver again, only to find it empty.

It's empty.

He wasn't injured, and he never stopped attacking, shooting out more than a hundred arrows in total. He must have killed at least sixty or seventy people.

The Galloping Horse Martial Master are harder to kill; those below the fourth level, or even those in the Galloping Horse Initial Realm, can basically be killed with one arrow each.

The tremors coming from the other end of the island chain were getting weaker and weaker, and the battle between Xu Yuelong and the others should be nearing its end.

The nighttime raid was just one of many branches of the Ghost Mother Sect. The River Conservancy Office and the Demon Subduing Division joined forces to fight outnumbered the enemy, and they also made targeted arrangements against the two Grandmaster. The possibility of losing was extremely low, and the opponent had no chance of turning the tide.

We won.

Liang Qu relaxed and plopped down on the ground.

He did not witness the most brutal part of the battle, but he still felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Everyone only has one life, and a fight that lasts less than 45 minutes is a huge test for both the mind and the body.

If you let your guard down even slightly, you might lose your life.

He looked around; the entire island was scorching hot, filled with the acrid smell of burning, and the earthen walls were cracked from the heat.

"Cough cough."

Liang Qu couldn't help coughing. He hadn't noticed it during the fight, but now he realized that he had inhaled too much smoke, and his entire throat felt like it was filled with carbon powder.

Large swarms of ants emerged from the parched ground, gradually forming a procession as they headed further out into the forest.

Occasionally, screams of agony echoed from the woods, announcing the victory of the war.

Ran Zhongshi and Xiang Fangsu emerged from the woods one after the other.

"Don't relax, it's not over yet." Xiang Fangsu walked over with one arm hanging down, blood dripping from his fingertips onto the ground. He scanned Liang Qu up and down with his eyes. "Is there any water?"

Liang Qu shook his head.

In a brief landing operation, no one would carry any supplies other than pills.

There was drinkable water in the Vortex Aperture, but it was difficult to take it out.

Xiang Fangsu shook his head and sighed, "If there aren't any, that's fine. Everyone, don't rush to rest. Let's look for any surviving brothers and bring them out quickly."

When supplies were distributed on the ship, each Martial Master was given a "Tranquility Preservation Pill." If taken in a critical moment, it could keep them alive as long as no vital parts were injured.

Upon hearing Xiang Fangsu's order, several Martial Master who were still able to move stood up from the ground and helped their seriously injured colleagues walk towards the shore.

"Hey you guys over there, whether you can Cannot Move, pack your things up!"

"Finish off the survivor!"

Xiang Fangsu and Ran Zhongshi had given the order, but their expressions did not relax, Liang Qu sensed that something was wrong.

"Is there anything else?"

Ran Zhongshi turned around. "Do you remember what I told you about how the blood of the Ghost Mother Sect members reacts with artemisia?"

"Remember."

"The higher the strength, the stronger the reaction. The Ghost Mother Sect would not have this situation for no reason. Such evil spirits are the most difficult to deal with. Just in case, let's clean up the battlefield and leave quickly."

"What happens?"

Liang Qu felt that Xiang Fangsu seemed to know something.

"We can only say that it has happened before. Whether there is any real situation or not, we will only know when Brother Yue Long comes back. In any case, we should not let our guard down."

It sounds like they were prepared in advance.

Liang Qu's brows relaxed slightly.

The entire island chain is very long, with dozens of ships besieging it, thousands of Martial Master landing, and nearly a thousand soldiers assisting them. Their side is only one corner of the battlefield, and they do not yet know what the situation is in other places. They need to deal with it as soon as possible.

Liang Qu followed the others to carry the wounded, and while doing so, he delivered the fatal blow to those Ghost Mother Sect who were seriously injured but not yet dead, cutting off their heads as part of his record of merit. Afterward, he went to find the twelve black arrows he had shot, as well as some spoils of war.

But before everyone could finish cleaning up the battlefield...

A sudden tremor ran through Liang Qu's heart. He turned to look at the others and found that everyone had a solemn expression.

Not only the people from the River Conservancy Office and the Demon Subduing Division were like this, but the prisoners of the Ghost Mother Sect also changed their expressions drastically and screamed incoherently.

Xiang Fangsu immediately roared.

"Quickly, quick, get on the boat! Get on the boat! Forget everything you haven't packed, get on the boat!"

With their lives at stake, the Martial Master, having collected their spoils, didn't bother to pack them up and hurriedly fled to the shore.

Liang Qu only managed to retrieve nine black arrows; the rest had already flown off to who knows where. He didn't care about those few special black arrows and returned to the ship with everyone else.

The finless River Dolphin in the water sensed unease and abandoned the dead Gold-and-Silver Horn Shark, clinging closely to the sides of the boat.

Xiang Fangsu, annoyed by the soldiers' slow movements, took a step forward and rowed the oar himself. Before they had gone more than a hundred feet, a thick column of black smoke shot into the sky from the island.

The column of air was as black as ink, stretching straight to the sky. Even in the darkness of night, it was exceptionally conspicuous, giving people a strong sense of unease, as if anything bad might happen if one came into contact with it.

Not only on the island, but also on the ship, the prisoners of war suddenly screamed and howled, with thick black smoke billowing from their mouths and noses. Almost at the same time that the black smoke was born, the faces of the Ghost Mother Sect prisoners of war visibly became emaciated, as if their energy and spirit had been drained.

Everyone was shocked!

Seeing the black mist spreading like ink, Xiang Fangsu roared.

"Throw them down!"

"Throw them into the water right now!"

The soldier stepped forward and grabbed the prisoner's collar. As soon as he touched him, he was horrified to find that his palm had also become wrinkled.

That black mist is contagious!

Such a horrifying scene, no one dared to reach out and grab it. A large space was cleared around the prisoners of war, as everyone was afraid of being contaminated by the Black Mist and hurriedly fled. Some even jumped into the water themselves.

"You damn coward!"

Xiang Fangsu was so angry that he cursed loudly. He took off the Wishful Great Belt from his waist, wrapped it around his hand, and was about to grab it when someone else moved even faster.

Liang Qu grabbed the collars of a dozen prisoners of war, tossed them into the water one by one, and his hands, which were covered in Black Mist, showed no abnormality; in fact, they were surrounded by a faint golden halo.

Xiang Fangsu faintly heard a sound like a Tiger's Roar, Dragon's Cry, and he looked at Liang Qu in surprise.

"Evil-Warding Method?"