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Chapter 168

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Even so, Fang Yue still thought the Pressure Flower was too weak.

If not for the Pressure Circle's connection, a lone Pressure Flower could be destroyed by avoiding the Pressure Circle and attacking from afar.

Any Captain-level or Deputy Captain-level person could accomplish this.

Of course, compared to the 【Trapped Bullet Ghost】 that previously invaded the village, it was still much stronger, and from the rewards, both were classified as special ghosts, with more Yang Shou rewards.

But for some reason—whether because he had grown stronger or otherwise—the reward from the 【Pressure Flower】 was actually less than that of the 【Trapped Bullet Ghost】.

"Yeye!"

"Deputy Captain Yeye!"

Behind them, An Shenyi and the Blood Hunter both showed ecstatic expressions.

Earlier, they had seen Fang Yue engulfed by the Pressure Flower's black beam and thought he was already doomed.

Yet Fang Yue not only withstood the black beam—he destroyed the Pressure Flower entirely, completely beyond their expectations.

But this excitement didn't last long before they suddenly remembered something and turned pale with terror.

"Yeye! Run now!"

"Deputy Captain Yeye, run!"

Fang Yue had still been waiting for the Pressure Flower's corpse to decompose into Black Ember before fleeing, since the Pressure Ghost was a genuine Black Grade Mid-level ghost.

But soon, his pupils contracted—he realized something was wrong.

The Pressure Flower's burnt corpse on the ground was transforming into a black liquid, boiling like molten water, shifting and slowly coalescing into a vague humanoid shape.

"Yeye! Run!"

"Deputy Captain Yeye, get out now!"

An Shenyi and the Blood Hunter kept shouting; Fang Yue's expression hardened as he gripped his Cold Blood Blade.

Right now, I'm only one Internal Energy Heart Method away from Postnatal Second-Rate.

So, how great is the gap between me and a Black Grade Mid-level ghost of equal Postnatal Second-Rate level?

Although Fang Yue knew that even among Postnatal Second-Rate, strength varied enormously.

But Fang Yue still wanted to test his own worth!

The 【Night's Breath】 had withstood the black beam, giving him confidence.

So, Fang Yue raised his blade.

Leng Yue Blade, raised above his head—Human Soul… ignite!

Hssst!!

Flames erupted in the night, wrapping the blade in roaring fire.

"Starfire… Blade Technique!"

He brought the blade down hard upon the black-water head!

Boom!!

Sssss!

The Leng Yue Blade sliced through the black-water head effortlessly, piercing through it while emitting a sizzling steam, as if water and fire clashed.

At the same time, the severed black-water head recombined, slowly forming a number atop it.

–155!

"Yeye?! Are you insane?!"

"Deputy Captain Yeye, you—you—you're throwing your life away! I'm not waiting for you anymore!!"

An Shenyi and the Blood Hunter, witnessing this, were terrified beyond words; the Blood Hunter immediately turned and fled without looking back.

But Fang Yue stared at the damage number that had appeared—and smiled.

I can cut it!

I can actually cut a Black Grade Mid-level ghost!

Though this was Fang Yue's strongest strike, he still wore an ecstatic grin.

The next instant, he calmed his emotions and prepared to strike wildly, to kill it before the ghost fully formed.

But at that moment, Fang Yue suddenly froze.

The black-water head was slowly forming human facial features—and then… opened its eyes!

Even though it was made of black water, Fang Yue could see those eyes—clear, not filled with black blood.

Almost the instant their gazes met.

Boom!!

A violent pressure crushed Fang Yue, rendering him utterly motionless!

It was a terrifying pressure, utterly different from the Pressure Flower's black beam.

It caused no damage—but its suppression was far more terrifying and strange, defying normal pressure rules: it didn't force one to kneel or shatter the ground; it simply pinned the body completely, immobile.

Even if Fang Yue summoned every ounce of strength, concentrating all his power into a single point, he couldn't move even a single finger!

His pupils contracted—in that moment, Fang Yue regretted it.

He realized once again the terror of a Black Grade Mid-level ghost.

He even suspected that among Black Grade Mid-level ghosts, the Pressure Ghost was among the very top.

Fang Yue had seen too few Black Grade Mid-level ghosts—but every one he had seen with clear eyes had been overwhelmingly oppressive, crushing any will to resist!

"Move… body, move!"

Fang Yue screamed inwardly—but he couldn't move! Not at all!

He finally panicked.

It's fine… it's fine… the parchment didn't say I'd die, it didn't say…

Fang Yue wanted to comfort himself, but he couldn't.

Because the parchment's prophecy seemed limited only to the appearance of the Heavy Deception Flower, it never mentioned the appearance of the Heavy Pressure Deception.

With the overwhelming power the Heavy Pressure Deception has now displayed, even with 【Night's Breath】, he could absolutely not withstand its attack.

While Fang Yue was immobilized, the Heavy Pressure Deception's black water head suddenly floated upward, pouring down a vast cascade of black water… neck, chest cavity, left and right arms, lower body, feet…

A body entirely composed of black water thus formed.

The black water slowly receded, and Fang Yue's pupils contracted involuntarily.

The Heavy Pressure Deception's body before him was made of blocks of flesh and bone.

It looked somewhat like a zombie missing several chunks of flesh, yet conscious, maintaining a faintly furrowed brow expression.

That face was unmistakably the face of the first team member crushed to death by the Heavy Deception Flower—only with refined features, more handsome and ethereal, paired with long black hair, giving off a sinister charm.

"Corpses… too few."

As he murmured softly, the flesh on his body slid and reshaped along the bones, finally filling the gaps.

When the flesh stopped moving, the Heavy Pressure Deception had filled all parts of his body with flesh except for a massive circular hollow in his chest—his appearance was now indistinguishable from a normal human's, and those clear eyes were utterly horrifying.

Then, the Heavy Pressure Deception extended his right hand, and with a hiss, plunged it directly into Fang Yue's chest.

His fingers, like scalding boiling water, slipped effortlessly into Fang Yue's chest with a sizzling sound, slowly sinking deeper.

"Aaaaaaah!"

Fang Yue's pupils contracted as a piercing, agonized scream echoed through the night sky.

–25!

–37!

–37!

–28!

–39!

As the Heavy Pressure Deception's fingers sank deeper, numbers kept appearing above Fang Yue's head, continuously offset by 【Night's Breath】's healing.

But the pain was undeniably real.

As blood dripped from the Heavy Pressure Deception's right hand onto the ground, his hand was now nearly reaching Fang Yue's heart.

He's going to crush my heart!?

In that instant, Fang Yue had this thought.

At the same time, he noticed the Heavy Pressure Deception's expression of greed—its lips slightly drooling, its face filled with lecherous desire—yet it was merely a deception! Just wearing a handsome face!

It… wants to eat my heart!

(End of Chapter)

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