Born in the Dust and Haze, Returning to the Dust and Haze

As the world spun, Hu Jian was sent flying backward.

It was too fast—so fast he could not even feel the pain of shattering bones or the daze of a concussion. Like a fallen leaf, he was helplessly tossed into the air by a hurricane, then hurled back down.

In mid-air, an extending dachshund dog head opened its mouth and caught him with effortless ease. Then the dachshund opened its mouth again and licked his face. Sticky saliva spread across him, and all his wounds vanished, restoring him once more.

Only through the belated haze did Hu Jian finally open his eyes and stare blankly at the scene not far away.

That savage figure falling from the sky!

Layer upon layer of silvery radiance entwined around it. The blood-flame-spewing blade came down without mercy, carving a winding arc-shaped scar through mid-air.

Scarlet wound onward.

Then a head flew up and fell.

The stone surface shattered, cracked, and turned to ashes.

No trace of what had once been remained...

But at that very moment, a violent howl stirred up from the headless neck.

It abruptly supported its broken body. Beneath the restraints of the Flame Shaped Sword, iron and stone transformed once more.

The headless monster made its dying struggle!

Then it came to an abrupt stop...

Ji Jue raised his hand. Pan Ying's blood blade had already pierced the monster's neck, driving forward brutally until it sank to the hilt. With a twist of his wrist came an explosive roar.

Blood Flame erupted like a tide, like a flood surging inward in a savage sweep. As it spread layer by layer, it devoured hungrily.

In an instant, it consumed every last drop of the aberrant calamity beast's blood.

The Blood Wrist emblem on the blade shuddered, faint light flowing across