Chapter 386

At this moment, the sky hung between dusk and darkness.

Dark, oppressive clouds of the Wuyu tribe slowly lowered in altitude, occasionally spitting out grotesque human-bone kites that drifted out and drifted back.

Beneath the Wuyu tribe's black clouds, a dense crowd pressed tightly together.

Either panicked villagers, or tense, alert members of the Guard Team.

Behind these people walked a young man, barehanded, wearing a ring.

The young man walked slowly, but with unwavering steadiness.

With every step, he left a deep footprint on the ground.

Step by step, he advanced toward the black cloud.

As the young man moved forward, people gradually fell in beside him.

Lin Ling, Chief Captain of Gu Yue Cun, caught up from behind and walked to his left.

Hua Wuye, Second Captain of Gu Yue Cun, arrived from the side and walked to his right.

Elite members of the Guard Team followed behind the three.

Further back stood a line of Blood Hunters, the village's core strength.

No one retreated. No one spoke.

Amid the looming black cloud, each person walked forward in silence, facing the black cloud directly.

As if every step unleashed a silent roar, a furious bellow.

The atmosphere grew heavier.

Battle seemed about to erupt.

The chaotic crowd ahead, upon seeing Fang Yue and the others approach, swiftly parted to both sides, clearing a path.

The road opened automatically; Fang Yue, Lin Ling, and Hua Wuye—the three Captains—walked at the very front of the formation, step by step drawing near the black cloud.

When the three, with their group, halted before the black cloud, the cloud also ceased its descent, hovering ten meters above the ground, locking eyes with the three and all the people of Gu Yue Cun.

"Ye! Se! Li! Ming!"

With a grotesque voice, a dark shadow shot out from the black cloud and landed directly before it, facing Fang Yue.

"Ma! Ling'er!"

Fang Yue stepped forward, standing before everyone, confronting the black cloud and the dark shadow.

"Finally! Finally, this day has come!"

Ma Ling'er hovered in midair, wearing a human form; her face twisted in fury, fists clenched in excitement, one finger jabbing at Fang Yue.

"It's all your fault! All of it! Yese Liming, you blocked my path back to my tribe! You killed the Wuyu tribe's Messenger Group Commander! You caused A Duan to die in Gu Yue Cun! You nearly got me killed on the road! Yese Liming, do you even know how great your sins are?!"

The final words were shrieked at the top of her voice.

Fang Yue smiled coldly: "Those not of our kind have hearts that differ. You hid in Gu Yue Cun for ten years. The village never killed you, never touched you—yet now you repay kindness with betrayal, and call this righteousness? You're shameless!"

"Laughable! If Gu Yue Cun had the ability to detect my infiltration, it would have acted long ago—what kindness are you talking about? Every deed you've done, I witnessed with my own eyes, experienced firsthand—evidence is undeniable! Listen well, Yese Liming! I'm not here to debate your crimes. I'm here… to kill you!!"

Whoosh!

Ma Ling'er suddenly abandoned all honor and dove straight down.

Lin Ling, Hua Wuye, and the others behind reeled in alarm—but Fang Yue's expression only darkened.

Boom!!

Internal Qi surged; the Sixth Layer's Flame Heart Method erupted violently.

The burst of flame light made Ma Ling'er squint—and at that instant, Fang Yue moved.

The scorching flame instantly condensed, surging violently into his right fist.

The original red flame turned slightly white-hot.

The hyper-compressed flame fist slammed straight toward Ma Ling'er's forehead.

"Child's play!"

Ma Ling'er sneered, her body twisting like a bat in an impossible arc, skimming past the edge of Fang Yue's fist and darting toward his chest.

But Fang Yue reacted instantly, stepping back two paces in sync with her charge—before she could shift again, Lin Ling thrust his spear forward.

"Get lost!!"

Ma Ling'er's motion froze under pressure; she whipped her hand back and slapped Lin Ling's spear.

Bang!!

Supernatural Strength smashed the spear into a twisted shape; the violent shock nearly tore it from Lin Ling's grip.

Even though he held on, Lin Ling was momentarily paralyzed by numbness, unable to move again.

But Lin Ling's opening was seized and exploited by Fang Yue.

While Lin Ling was reeling, Fang Yue—who had just retreated—halted again, dropped low, and drove his shoulder straight into Ma Ling'er's chest.

Thud!

With a dull thump, Ma Ling'er was shoved backward half a step by Fang Yue's Supernatural Strength.

That half-step was enough—Fang Yue's right fist, blazing with white-hot flame, shot toward her face.

Meanwhile, on his right, Hua Wuye had already circled behind Ma Ling'er, both hands glinting with the cold edge of twin daggers.

At this moment, if she retreated, Hua Wuye would strike her.

If she didn't retreat, Fang Yue would strike her.

So she chose to attack.

Yes—she chose neither defense nor evasion, but instead slammed out two palms.

One palm aimed at Fang Yue, one at Hua Wuye.

But Fang Yue's fist arrived first.

Crack-crack!!

Flames burned Ma Ling'er's cheek skin, scorching her flesh into a bloody pulp and exposing the skull beneath, and her fist slammed straight into the skull, letting out a crisp crack of facial bone breaking.

511!

At the same time, Ma Ling'er's palm barely slapped onto Fang Yue's arm, causing Fang Yue's power output to briefly interrupt.

15!

The next moment, Ma Ling'er's body was sent flying by Fang Yue's remaining Supernatural Strength, meeting Hua Wuye's twin blades.

With two swift slashes, Hua Wuye's twin blades precisely struck Ma Ling'er's back, but she was also slapped sideways into the air.

Ma Ling'er retreated to Black Cloud's side, suspended in midair, and was caught by the 'Ni Sanbao' that emerged from Black Cloud.

'Ni Sanbao' was the martial uncle of the Ice Sect Elders, the junior martial brother of the Extreme Ice Sect's Sect Master, who had fallen in battle against the Wu Yu Clan's Elder Chen Lao, and had his body possessed.

The 'Ni Sanbao' moving now was unmistakably the Wu Yu Clan's Chen Lao! That existence whom even Lord Han was wary of!

Behind Ma Ling'er and Chen Lao, the originally calm Black Cloud group suddenly became restless.

The eerie bloodthirsty roars of the human-bone kites rose one after another.

Meanwhile, Fang Yue's group of three also took the opportunity to retreat back to the people of Gu Yue Cun.

Neither side seemed to gain any advantage from this exchange.

On Fang Yue's side, Hua Wuye was slapped and spat a bit of blood, her combat power impaired.

On Ma Ling'er's side, her face was smashed into a bloody pulp by Fire Fist, her skull shattered, and her back had two dagger-piercing wounds.

But Ma Ling'er acted as if nothing had happened, controlling the remaining facial bones to reveal a sinister smile.

"Is this all the strength you have?"

At this moment, where in her was there even the slightest trace of how a human should look?

Clearly just a monster wearing a human skin!

(End of this chapter)