Resolution

The lead monster of the Flame Spirit Clan was full of smugness, as if victory were already in its grasp.

Yet at this very moment, a massive curtain of light descended from the sky, shrouding all the alien creatures within it.

"That saves us the trouble of anyone running away. Old Ma, let's go together."

Fang Xingyun descended from the sky, his high-tech combat armor retracting its helmet to reveal his entire face, the aura of his second Life Evolution radiating outward continuously.

"Good, let's go together."

Ma Mingyu smiled, raised his sword, and charged out. He had sensed the aura of another human who had undergone a second Life Evolution not far away the moment he arrived, and now, the timing was perfect.

The commander of the Flame Spirit Clan was now in a complete panic; it had just been thinking of capturing this fellow who had once slaughtered its kin on the battlefield while he was still injured.

Instead, in the blink of an eye, it had fallen into a position of total disadvantage, with its very life no longer guaranteed.

I absolutely cannot sit here and wait for death. Right, there is still that item. A figure flashed through its mind—a human.

It was that human who had helped it reach Pengcheng and had even given it an item.

According to that person's intent, this item seemed capable of summoning him.

Its hand fumbled inside its chest, and a token appeared in its grasp.

"What is that?" Fang Xingyun had already slain seven minor monsters of the first Life Evolution, and he was now extremely close to the Flame Spirit Clan commander.

He could see the movement of its hand perfectly.

"It's a True Martial Token! It can summon a monster from the True Martial Sect!"

Ma Mingyu shouted, swinging his long sword horizontally to unleash a long streak of sword energy that pierced straight toward the Flame Spirit Clan commander's face.

It was too late; the Flame Spirit Clan commander had already poured its life force into the token. As the energy surged, a black formation appeared beneath its feet.

The next moment, a sinister hand reached out and gripped the Flame Spirit Clan commander tightly.

It dissolved the sword energy Ma Mingyu had fired directly into nothingness.

"Finally used it, have you? Little bug, your body is mine now!" A chilling voice emanated from the black shadow.

The shadow had no intention of helping the Flame Spirit Clan; instead, it crawled out with terrifying speed and instantly enveloped the creature.

It coiled around the commander completely, and then a soul-stirring demonic sound began to resonate with the Flame Spirit Clan member at its center.

"You lied to me, you lied to me!!! Damn humans, you are too despicable!"

The howling of the Flame Spirit Clan commander grew fainter, and its originally red body gradually turned pitch black.

Its fiery red eyes were also stained with a strange, eerie hue.

Its momentum climbed steadily, reaching the peak of the second Life Evolution within just a few breaths.

"Stop it quickly! The True Martial Sect member is attempting to break through to the third Life Evolution, and possessing the Flame Spirit Clan must be a prerequisite!"

Ma Mingyu's voice rang out. His sword had already flown from his hand, and after cutting down several minor monsters, it circled the creature, attacking continuously.

Fang Xingyun also realized the gravity of the situation. His entire body soared into the sky, his right fist clenched tight.

"True Martial Seven Star Fist!"

With a roar, his fist seemed to summon the cosmic firmament, shaking loose a vast, boundless galaxy.

This galaxy plummeted rapidly toward the monster.

Already harassed by the sword, the monster had no time to dodge and could only let this terrifying attack slam into its body.

"Roar!!" It let out a hideous, agonizing cry, the fierce light in its eyes threatening to dissipate.

"Bang!"

A burst of momentum erupted from its body, far stronger than a second Life Evolution, yet it seemed somewhat withered.

It was as if the original promotion ritual had been interrupted by an external force, and even its ugly face had become even more distorted.

At the same time, a Flying Boat flew over. The hatch opened, and Sun Wenbin, fully armed, jumped out.

"This monster failed its breakthrough; it can only maintain its current state for a short while. Two brothers, let's go together!"

Having said this, he gripped a long saber in his hand.

"Clang!" The saber struck the monster with a massive sound, but the monster reacted quickly, grabbing the blade with one hand.

Just as it prepared to strike with its other hand, a massive force of a fist slammed into its back—it was Fang Xingyun's fist.

Ma Mingyu seized the monster's opening, his long sword thrusting out like a viper in the rainforest, stabbing directly into a massive, bleeding hole.

"Awoo."

The monster let out a series of roars, its strength waning. The three human warriors of the second Life Evolution fought it relentlessly, sparing no cost.

Even the monster could not cope with such a situation.

"Damn it, how could that idiot let itself fall into such a predicament?"

The True Martial Sect member possessing the Flame Spirit Clan commander cursed under his breath. Immediately after, a bizarre power carrying boundless heat radiated from him, instantly blasting all three men away.

It was the fusion of the True Martial Sect's cultivation technique and the innate skills of the Flame Spirit Clan.

"It wants to run; that absolutely cannot be allowed!"

Sun Wenbin forced his body to remain steady using his blade, the surrounding rain now falling heavily.

At this moment, even his vision had become somewhat blurred.

If this monster truly escaped, the Pengcheng police would certainly face punishment, and most importantly, there was no telling how many people would be slaughtered by this monster due to his dereliction of duty.

"Five Prison Sword Art! Hell of Senluo!"

Ma Mingyu's body soared into the sky, his sword dancing continuously; in the blink of an eye, he constructed a cage that looked terrifyingly sinister.

This cage wrapped around the monster with a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Pfft!" As the sword art took effect, Ma Mingyu spat out a mouthful of blood. The frantic circulation of his internal energy triggered his hidden injuries, leaving his body unable to withstand the strain.

"Brother Ma, rest for now; leave the rest to us." Seeing Ma Mingyu restrain the monster, a smile immediately appeared on Sun Wenbin's face.

He turned to comfort Ma Mingyu.

In this short span of time, Fang Xingyun had already charged out, aiming a punch at the trapped monster not far away.

This punch felt as if it could shatter the sun; it was not profound like his previous strikes, but rather possessed an extreme purity.

A purity that shimmered with a scorching red light.

"Bang!" The fist struck the monster, instantly enlarging the bloody hole Ma Mingyu had just pierced by several times, even shattering its heart in the process.

"Done!" Sun Wenbin's eyes lit up. Fearing the monster might still retain a sliver of life, he raised his long blade and unleashed over three hundred sword qi strikes upon the monster in five seconds.

Dust flew instantly, and the trapped monster let out only a series of wails before being reduced to chunks of flesh.

In a corner where no one noticed, a black shadow peeled away from the monster and burrowed into the ground.