This was getting awfully noisy!
The ground, already much darker than before, melted in the blink of an eye, turning into something like a waterbed. Fu Qian frowned.
The faces covering the mountains and plains now produced murmurs far more overwhelming than before. Worse, as they drifted about, they kept linking together into eerie patterns that made chaos well up inside him at a glance.
This First Order really was hard to kill.
Fortunately, the Red Moon still shone in the sky. It even looked almost as big as Blue Star had been before.
"I apologize for underestimating you."
In this hellish domain, An Jing Shizhi seemed right at home, completely at ease.
"From now on, I'll consider you a truly dangerous opponent and give you my full attention."
"And when your will finally fades, I'll make you a legend as well. That will be the greatest respect I can offer."
"I'm flattered."
Faced with An Jing Shizhi's generous praise, Fu Qian replied with a casual pleasantry and took a light step back.
The next instant, a fissure nearly a meter wide split the spot where he'd been standing, plunging deep underground.
It was as if an invisible giant sword had silently cleaved through the ground.
Fu Qian peered into the fissure and discovered that even beneath the earth, there were faces embedded together, one after another.
He hadn't seen the giant sword coming. He'd stepped back because he'd sensed a peculiar rhythm gathering.
That was right. As unpleasant as they were, he hadn't let a single one of the murmurs go unheard.
The attack just now was like a wave of sound rising from the overlapping murmurs, forming an invisible blow.
For someone who'd only just reached the First Order, he was quite adept at wielding his power.
Fu