What Are You Looking At?

"Patrol Bureau?"

The crowded people came to an abrupt halt, and some eyes lit up as they sought help.

But after seeing the young man's cold expression and the blood still staining his blade, they rationally chose to give up.

In the end, the crowd parted before Li Qingshan like flowing water.

With an unobstructed path ahead, Li Qingshan reached the target Feral Beast in barely a dozen seconds.

The surrounding area had already been "cleared." Within three meters, only severed limbs and mangled corpses remained. The Feral Beast had one front paw pressed on a corpse as it tore at the body's arm.

This Feral Beast looked slightly leaner than Wolf Venom, but its muscle lines were more streamlined, and its claws gleamed coldly.

Li Qingshan stomped down hard with his right foot and charged forward with his blade.

Roar!

The Feral Beast abruptly raised its head, its bloodthirsty eyes locking onto the approaching man as it leaped forward.

In an instant, it crossed seven or eight meters, its claws about to meet Li Qingshan's blade.

Faster than Wolf Venom!

Li Qingshan's gaze narrowed slightly as his left foot took an almost miraculous step.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the Feral Beast. His machete swept upward from below in a reverse slash.

The facts proved that this move was not only effective against Wolf Venom—it worked just as well against other Feral Beasts.

Roar—Gah!

A familiar scream rang out, and Li Qingshan's attacks became even fiercer.

The Feral Beast before him was indeed faster than Wolf Venom, but it still had not exceeded the maneuvering limits of the Mastered Lost-Trace Steps.

No matter how it shifted and turned, Li Qingshan could always get one step ahead and stand behind it.

In less than half a minute,

Its anus split, its belly burst open, and its organs spilled out as the Feral Beast's body suddenly collapsed to the ground.

[Monster killed. Martial Arts Space experience +1. Available time increased by 1 year.]

Li Qingshan sheathed his blade and stood tall, smiling smugly.

"Looks like killing Feral Beasts still requires a trump card!"

If he had chosen to fight head-on, even using the Mastered Wind Shadow Blade, he could not possibly have finished it so quickly.

Besides, Blade-Light Illusion consumed a great deal of stamina. He could not have used it so casually.

"It's just too damn smelly."

Li Qingshan glanced at the grime staining his blade and frowned slightly.

But this was no time to wash his weapon.

Li Qingshan turned toward the remaining Feral Beasts and charged out again.

[Monster killed. Martial Arts Space experience +1. Available time increased by 1 year.]

[Monster killed. Martial Arts Space experience +1. Available time increased by 1 year.]

Five minutes later, the third Feral Beast fell beneath Li Qingshan's blade.

The hall had become empty, leaving only mutilated corpses and severed limbs scattered across the floor.

Near the exit, two or three hundred people were still packed together before the iron doors. Cries and screams intertwined in utter chaos.

Five minutes should have been enough for all the remaining spectators to evacuate.

But under the threat of the Feral Beasts, everyone had lost their minds, shoving, pulling, and cursing.

Many had not died beneath the Feral Beasts' claws, only to be trampled to death alive after falling.

Li Qingshan watched the final Feral Beast chasing the crowd from behind. Rather than rush over with his blade, he lowered his head and looked at the ground.

At least a hundred people had died in the hall. Severed limbs and mangled corpses lay everywhere.

By all logic, blood should have long since covered the floor, turning it into a muddy mess.

But it had not.

The floor beneath his feet was clean and dry. Aside from faint dark-red bloodstains, not even dried blood remained.

It was as if all the blood had vanished into thin air.

"No, it didn't vanish. It was absorbed!"

Li Qingshan shifted his gaze toward the corpses on the ground.

At some point, these severed limbs and corpses had ceased to be "fresh."

Their flesh had shriveled, and every corpse was decaying at a visible speed—faster and faster.

"Blood-Flesh Demon God!"

Li Qingshan's expression tightened as he recalled You Qingya's final words.

'Everyone will die. All of you will die!'

"So even though You Qingya was dead, the 'sacrifice' hadn't stopped?"

The thought flashed through his mind, sending a chill through Li Qingshan's heart.

An Evil God sacrifice was a field he had never encountered. Though he did not know what would happen next, it definitely would not be anything good.

"Time to go!"

Li Qingshan made his decision at once. With a shift of his feet, he dashed toward the iron exit doors.

Behind the crowd, several men and women who had been cornered by the Feral Beast saw Li Qingshan running toward them. Their despairing eyes burst with hope.

"Quick! Kill the Feral Beast!"

"Save me! Hurry and save us!"

Though everything had been chaotic earlier, they had still noticed this young Patrol Bureau man hunting the Feral Beasts.

He was powerful enough to save them from the Feral Beast's jaws.

Among them, a middle-aged man in a suit stood at the rear, seemingly someone of considerable status.

Seeing that he was about to escape danger, the terror on his face faded, and he barked angrily.

"Why did your Patrol Bureau only send one person? Move faster! If I get hurt, I'll definitely file a complaint with the Federation when we get out!"

Under the hopeful gazes of the crowd,

Li Qingshan swiftly rushed behind the Feral Beast, sheathed his blade, took a diagonal step, and brushed past it.

"Huh?"

Everyone froze as they watched Li Qingshan pass the Feral Beast, then pass them...

Roar!

The Feral Beast howled and swung its claws, instantly tearing the men and women at the front into pieces.

A foul, bloody wind hit their faces, and a gaping maw of fangs loomed right before them.

The middle-aged man in the suit suddenly turned around, tightly grabbing the sleeve of Li Qingshan behind him as he pleaded.

"I'm Secretary Pei's assistant—the city councilor's secretary! Save me! Your Patrol Bureau has to save me!"

Li Qingshan paused and frowned at the suited man, prying apart his fingers one by one.

"You've got the wrong idea. I'm not with the Patrol Bureau."

The suited man froze. A vicious glint appeared in his eyes as he raised a hand to point at Li Qingshan.

"You... Aah!"

His words abruptly became a scream. The Feral Beast bit down on his waist and abdomen, lifting him into the air.

At that moment,

Boom!

The floor shattered, dust billowed, and a flash of silver light vanished in an instant.

The Feral Beast suddenly went limp on the ground, its lower half completely gone.

"What kind of weapon was that?"

Li Qingshan sucked in a sharp breath and carefully studied the enormous weapon faintly visible through the dust.

The weapon was shaped like a crescent moon and shimmered with silvery-white light.

It was fully three meters in diameter, one end embedded in the ground and the other reaching the ceiling.

"Moon Essence Wheel?"

A scene Li Qingshan had watched in the film The Legend of Zu Mountain in his previous life involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

This was the Interstellar Era, and it had nothing to do with immortal fantasy, but the two looked far too alike.

"Cold Moon Flying Shuttle!"

A shout rang out. Li Qingshan frowned and looked down, only to see the suited man lying on the ground, his waist and abdomen still caught in the Feral Beast's jaws.

Though his clothes had already been dyed red with blood, the Feral Beast had died too quickly to bite him in two.

"The Sky Patrol has arrived! I'm saved!"

The suited man's face was filled with wild joy. His gaze swept over Li Qingshan, carrying an unreadable meaning.

But the Sky Patrol had not yet appeared, so this was not the time for revenge.

He quickly lowered his head and hid his thoughts.

"What are you looking at?"

The voice sounded beside him, and the suited man raised his head in astonishment.

At some point, Li Qingshan had crouched beside him and was looking at him intently.

"No, don't misunderstand. I wasn't looking at you." The suited man forced out a smile.

"No, you were."

Li Qingshan shook his head and stood up.

"Forget it. It doesn't matter anymore."

He raised his right foot high, aiming at the Feral Beast's head.

Under the suited man's despairing gaze, he stomped down hard.

Splat!

The fangs smoothly pierced flesh and crushed the spine.

Blood seeped from the suited man's mouth, and the life gradually faded from his wide-open eyes.