"What do we do now?" Shi Meng asked, clearly having already taken Wei Fan as the commander.
"Wait," Wei Fan said calmly.
From his previous encounters with monstrous entities, Wei Fan had already learned that when facing such eerie things, one could not act rashly. One had to first calmly consider a way to deal with them.
Otherwise, like Zhao Long, one might possess nothing but brute strength and still end up with his fate unknown.
Yet Wei Fan had barely spent any effort before cutting the threads controlling them from the shadows and resolving the crisis.
In the darkness, Shi Meng and Wei Fan stood on full alert, warily watching their surroundings.
After several breaths, a bare-chested, powerfully built man appeared atop the city wall.
At the sight of him, Shi Meng visibly relaxed and said excitedly,
"Captain, you finally came!"
Wei Fan also studied the man, realizing that he was the Night Watch Team captain, Lu Qingshan!
The powerhouse above the Divine Strength Realm Shi Meng had spoken of.
A flicker of fighting spirit flashed through Wei Fan's eyes. He too wanted to know just what kind of strength a powerhouse above the Divine Strength Realm possessed.
Lu Qingshan glanced at Shi Meng and Wei Fan, then said heavily, "Stand down. A Grudge-Level battle is not something you can interfere in."
"Grudge Level?" Shi Meng's pupils contracted as he pulled Wei Fan back a hundred paces.
A Divine Strength Realm martial artist could only deal with Black Ghost Level monstrous entities. Facing a Blood Ghost, there was already a risk of falling, much less the terrifying Grudge Level.
Once Shi Meng learned that this monstrous entity was Grudge Level, a wave of lingering fear washed over him.
At that moment, a tall figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
"Zhao Long?" Lu Qingshan narrowed his eyes, his face filled with vigilance.
"Hehehe!" Zhao Long abruptly raised his head, revealing a bizarre smile. Then blade-light flashed as he hacked at Lu Qingshan.
"Courting death!" The muscles all over Lu Qingshan's body bulged, and red points lit up across his chest. He had clearly used the explosive secret technique of the Three Yuan Battle Art.
What astonished Wei Fan was that when the Three Yuan Battle Art was cultivated to perfection, three explosive nodes would appear on one's body. Yet Lu Qingshan had a full five explosive nodes.
That meant Lu Qingshan could unleash a fivefold amplification.
His strength multiplied fivefold! Terrifying indeed.
Facing Zhao Long's sudden slash, Lu Qingshan neither dodged nor evaded. He threw a punch head-on, sending Zhao Long flying and embedding his entire body into the city wall.
Just how many tens of thousands of jin is that force? A glint flashed in Wei Fan's eyes, and he also developed a trace of wariness toward Lu Qingshan.
Perhaps after returning this time, he could ask Shi Meng about cultivation arts above the Divine Strength Realm.
Boom!
Zhao Long, who had been blasted away, seemed completely unharmed. Like a cannonball leaving the barrel, he shot toward them once more.
Zhao Long's joints were bent all over after the Monstrous Transformation, grotesque and utterly uncoordinated, yet every slash brimmed with fierce killing intent.
Caught off guard, even Lu Qingshan could only dodge repeatedly.
Just then, Zhao Hu, whose controlling threads had been severed, also charged out of the darkness, forming a pincer attack with Zhao Long.
Their style of fighting, fearless of pain and fearless of death, made it difficult for Lu Qingshan to cope for a moment.
"Cut the controlling threads above their heads!" Wei Fan reminded him.
"Hm?" A sharp gleam flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes. With his fivefold burst, he blasted Zhao Hu away with a punch, then drew his blade in a horizontal slash and severed the controlling threads on his body.
Then, using the same method, he cut the controlling threads behind Zhao Long.
After resolving the trouble, Lu Qingshan looked at Wei Fan with praise in his eyes. "Little brother, thank you for the reminder!"
"It was nothing," Wei Fan replied with a faint smile.
"We still have not found the source of this monstrous entity, so we cannot act rashly. But since we have discovered its weakness, things will become much simpler!" Lu Qingshan sized Wei Fan up. He had originally assumed Wei Fan was merely an insignificant nobody, but he had not expected his insight to be so sharp that he could find the monstrous entity's weakness so quickly.
Wei Fan did not know what Lu Qingshan was thinking. As an observer, with his enhanced five senses and the strange movements of these Night Watchers, it had been easy enough to deduce that they were being controlled by threads.
"Since this monstrous entity can control the corpses of Night Watchers, we should dispose of the corpses first," Wei Fan said.
Judging from what had happened earlier, even if these transparent threads were cut, they would quickly reconnect.
So, to solve the problem at its root, they had to clear away the corpses and leave the monstrous entity with no puppets to control.
"That makes sense!" Lu Qingshan nodded and took out a green porcelain bottle from his robes. "I have Corpse Dissolving Water specially made for this. I'll do it!"
Neither Shi Meng nor Wei Fan objected.
After all, Lu Qingshan's realm was the highest, and his strength was enough to deal with any sudden crisis.
Lu Qingshan found Zhao Long's corpse and tilted the porcelain bottle. A drop of pitch-black, viscous liquid slowly fell.
Sizzle!
White smoke rose from Zhao Long's corpse. In less than half a breath, it was completely corroded into a pool of liquid.
Wei Fan clicked his tongue inwardly. This little bottle was practically a divine tool for murder, plunder, and destroying corpses to erase all traces!
But at that very moment, an unexpected change erupted.
Zhao Hu's uncontrolled corpse suddenly slid sideways in a bizarre fashion, as though it were avoiding something.
"It wants to flee! Chase it!"
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