"You've let a bunch of nobodies ruin the prestige of immortality."
Fang Cheng grumbled, then pulled Dojigiri Yasutsuna from his shadow and brought it down, slicing off Passion Flame Ghost's newly regrown leg once more.
Passion Flame Ghost sneered. "No matter how many times you try, it won't work."
As he spoke, he deliberately slapped his severed thigh. Blood poured from the wound as if it were free.
"It'll heal any second now."
"Look, the bleeding's about to stop."
"Sometimes the healing takes a little longer. Just wait."
As he stared at the leg that wouldn't stop bleeding, sweat began pouring from Passion Flame Ghost's forehead as well.
"Forget it. I'm not interested in finding out."
Fang Cheng pointed Dojigiri Yasutsuna at Passion Flame Ghost's neck and swung hard.
Passion Flame Ghost's hair stood on end. He cried out in terror, "I'll talk, I'll talk! Lord Ghost Cultivation Mountain sent me to Area 11 to scout ahead. The next competition for Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters is going to be held in Hokkaido, so he sent me here early to gather intelligence."
Dojigiri Yasutsuna stopped at his neck, its sharp edge leaving a tiny cut in his skin.
Fang Cheng and Yuguang Qingxue exchanged glances, both seeing the surprise in the other's eyes.
The next competition for Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters was going to be held in Hokkaido?
With death staring him in the face, Passion Flame Ghost finally couldn't keep his mouth shut. He spilled everything like beans from a tipped-over basket.
A hundred years ago, the Great Monsters from all over the world had organized a competition for Lord of Ten Thousand Monsters. It had spiraled out of control and turned into a massive battle, with countless casualties.
The surviving Great Monsters had established a rule: only