"Why?"
Wang La could not understand why Wei Fan had killed so decisively. He had almost succeeded in his sneak attack!
What was even stranger was that after Wang La was beheaded, no blood spurted from the stump of his neck.
Under the torchlight on the city wall, one could vaguely see that there was no flesh and blood inside, only clumps of viscous gelatinous matter.
"What the hell are you?" Wei Fan spat.
"Hehehe..." At that moment, the eerie severed head began to speak as well. "When did you realize something was wrong with me?"
"I trust no one. Besides, you were acting strangely from the start," Wei Fan said flatly.
"How was I strange?" the head continued.
"Weren't you talking just to draw my attention, then sneak up on me from behind?" Wei Fan sneered.
His powerful five senses had long since detected Wang La's headless corpse swinging its saber at him from behind.
Wei Fan swept his Wild Goose Wing Saber sideways, blocking the strike.
Clang!
Wei Fan's arm went numb. The strength of Wang La's headless corpse was actually on par with his own.
At the late stage of the Strength Training Realm, one only possessed around three thousand jin of strength. Wang La's strength had now surged enormously; clearly, it was the result of this monstrosity possessing him.
"Your strength is decent, but your saber technique is truly awful!" Wei Fan attacked again, his saber flashing like lightning.
A silver line burst from the waist of Wang La's headless corpse, and its entire upper body slid down.
"Hehehe, you can't kill me!" the strange voice said.
Wang La's corpse on the ground turned into a puddle of liquid, rapidly gathered together, and formed a complete human figure once more.
Wei Fan did not remain idle. He took out a yellow Signal Flare and fired it into the night sky.
"Calling for help? You have no chance left. You'll die here tonight!" Possessed Wang La let out a strange laugh.
"Shut up!" Wei Fan exploded into motion and cleaved Wang La in two again.
Whoosh—boom!
The yellow Signal Flare exploded in the air, its dazzling blaze scattering the darkness and illuminating a small area.
Wei Fan looked toward the left side of the city wall, where a patch of shadow lurked. He immediately charged over with a cold laugh. "You bastard, I finally found you!"
"Damn it! So you fired the Signal Flare to find my true body!" The shadowy monstrosity opened its mouth and shot out an incomparably thick vine-like tongue. In midair, the vine split into two, then two became four, whipping viciously toward Wei Fan.
"True Intent State, activate!" A Tiger Stripe appeared on Wei Fan's forehead, and his size and speed surged once more.
Riiip!
Wei Fan cut through them like a hot knife through butter. Silver light severed the four vines, along with the shadowy monstrosity itself, splitting it in two.
"This... Aah!!!" After a scream, the monstrosity died completely, revealing its original form.
It was a chameleon-like monster, its tongue resembling a vine, its appearance strange and savage.
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for killing a Black Ghost-Level monstrosity. You have gained 12 Energy Points!
The system's voice rang out.
"What a bountiful harvest!" Wei Fan's eyes lit up.
Twelve Energy Points were enough for him to improve several cultivation arts!
The thick darkness gradually receded, revealing a crescent moon hanging in the night sky.
Wei Fan looked at the Wild Goose Wing Saber in his hand. The Little Flame Talisman had been exhausted, yet the blade remained completely undamaged.
Strangely, a pitch-black pattern had appeared on the blade.
When Wei Fan withdrew from the True Intent State, the black pattern vanished.
"Could this be the effect produced by the True Intent Level Tiger's Breath Art?" Wei Fan murmured.
When he had killed the White Ghost a few days ago, he had already suspected as much. He had not expected that a cultivation art pushed through Extreme Breakthrough to the True Intent Level could truly have such an effect.
After half an incense stick's time, Wei Fan encountered no further danger, but reinforcements still had not arrived.
After firing the Signal Flare earlier, Shi Meng should have rushed over quickly in theory.
At that thought, Wei Fan looked at Wang La's corpse. After the Black Ghost-Level monstrosity was killed, Wang La had broken free of its control. He had completely lost all life, turning into a human-shaped mass of gelatinous substance.
Wei Fan removed the still-intact Little Flame Talisman from his steel saber and waited again.
After another half an incense stick's time, a tall figure appeared, carrying a steel saber.
"Xiaofan, are you all right?" Shi Meng emerged from the darkness, his face flickering between light and shadow beneath the firelight.
"I'm fine. Wang La is dead!" Wei Fan answered calmly, silently sticking the Little Flame Talisman he had just taken onto his saber hilt.
At that moment, the two kept ten paces between them with perfect mutual understanding.
That distance was the safest. Even if one side suddenly struck, the other could react in time.
"Not bad. You're very cautious!" Shi Meng said with a smile. He took out a Monstrosity Detection Talisman and stuck it onto himself, but nothing changed.
"Prove yourself." Shi Meng tossed the Monstrosity Detection Talisman over.
Wei Fan caught it and slapped the Monstrosity Detection Talisman onto himself. Likewise, there was no reaction.
"All right, it seems neither of us has a problem!" Shi Meng relaxed at once and asked, "How did Wang La die?"
"We..." Wei Fan briefly recounted the course of the battle, naturally concealing part of his strength.
Wei Fan pointed at the chameleon-like monstrosity. Shi Meng looked over and was immediately shocked.
"Marrow-Eating Lizard!"
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