Chapter 721: Temperature Drop (3/6, Autumn Subscription)

Ghost Membrane?

What is that thing?

Fang Yue was about to go look, but the Nuomian Gui had already closed in to attack.

Before he could make a move, his body suddenly trembled.

The Ghost Value within his body transformed into black qi, naturally flowing out from within, forming a faint black membrane.

It was called black, but the membrane was so faint it was nearly invisible to the naked eye.

It was as if, outside the surface layer of his skin, an extra layer of keratin membrane had appeared—extremely inconspicuous.

If not for the fact that he could clearly feel the Ghost Value circulating and flowing, Fang Yue could have even ignored the existence of this membrane.

In that brief moment of stunned confusion, the Nuomian Gui had already rushed up to him.

Its right hand transformed into a black long blade just like Fang Yue's, and with one slash it cut straight toward Fang Yue's chest.

Clang!!

With a thunderous crash, a two-digit number actually popped up above Fang Yue's head.

55.

If anyone were present at this moment and saw this scene, they would absolutely be shocked beyond belief.

Because the Nuomian Gui's strength, and the current level of combat, had already reached a point where it was very hard to produce two-digit damage values.

Let alone the fact that this was damage dealt by a ghost-type striking a human body!

Fang Yue could clearly sense the Nuomian Gui's stunned emotion, along with its slight daze, as it raised its head to look at Fang Yue with a bewildered gaze.

Fang Yue also suddenly snapped back to his senses at this moment, grabbed the Nuomian Gui's black blade, and with one slash cut directly into the Nuomian Gui's body.

Sizzle—

"-15888!"

Black blood splattered, and a high damage value also popped up.

In pain, the Nuomian Gui actually behaved like a gecko severing its own tail—its black blade left its hand, and its body passed right by Fang Yue, pouncing toward Tian Wangchuan's corpse on the ground.

Fang Yue's expression shifted slightly, and he rushed forward to kick it away.

3777!

As a damage value popped up above the Nuomian Gui's head, Fang Yue picked up something from Tian Wangchuan's corpse and pocketed it. When the Nuomian Gui pounced back up like a snarling dog guarding its food, Fang Yue's expression flickered, and he raised his blade to slash again.

Clang!!

The long blade cut directly onto the arm the Nuomian Gui had just regrown.

13221!

A high damage value popped up above the Nuomian Gui's head. At the same time, the Nuomian Gui's left hand transformed into a claw and raked at Fang Yue's chest. Unable to retreat in time, Fang Yue's chest clothing was torn open, revealing the skin beneath—completely unharmed.

No, it couldn't be called completely unharmed either—after all, a number still popped up above his head, and at the same time the Ghost Membrane was violently trembling, diffusing the residual force.

77!

Having retreated to a distance, Fang Yue's expression grew strange.

What the hell… is the Nuomian Gui the ghost-type here, or am I the ghost-type??

Fang Yue couldn't help but recall those grueling early days of killing ghost-types.

This is clearly a role reversal!

At this moment, he felt that he was the ghost-type—any attack landing on him felt like a tickle.

And every slash he dealt was solid, real damage!

However, this still wasn't his limit.

One had to remember, he hadn't yet used Ghost Value to wrap himself in black qi to amplify his attacks—otherwise the damage numbers would only look even better.

After breaking through in the Ghost Realm, Fang Yue felt that his Ghost Value had become more durable, as if its purity had increased—or perhaps the ghost bloodline within him had become more atavistic.

Then there were other aspects, such as the power of the Still World, which had also grown more formidable along with the breakthrough in the Ghost Realm.

The Ghost Realm directly influenced every aspect of the Ghost Spirit Root's strength.

At this moment, Fang Yue gained a deeper understanding of both the martial artist realm and the Ghost Realm.

If these two were likened to building a house—

Then the martial artist realm was the foundation, the unfinished structure, the basis of everything.

While the Ghost Realm was the fine renovation—a massive amplification built upon the foundation of strength.

The two complemented each other, and only together could they push one's own strength to an entirely new height.

At this moment, Fang Yue felt himself grow stronger—become… even stronger!

"Ghost Membrane: Based on Ghost Value, forms a special skin membrane that continuously protects the wielder. Every 1 point of Ghost Value absorbs 100 points of damage, but can only absorb up to 90% of damage at maximum."

After glancing at the Ghost Membrane's description, Fang Yue's expression shifted slightly.

The Ghost Membrane's strength exceeded imagination.

But the Nuomian Gui's strength had likewise exceeded his expectations.

Although just now he had been completely unguarded, taking the damage head-on with just his body's constitution.

If not for the Ghost Membrane, given the damage that had popped up, the Nuomian Gui would still be an extremely threatening existence for Fang Yue!

It seemed that against the Nuomian Gui, he still couldn't afford to let his guard down—its attacks needed to be defended against with full effort.

Looking ahead at the Nuomian Gui, which had already completely pounced onto Tian Wangchuan's corpse, its entire body covered in small hands splitting open like a giant maw to swallow the corpse down, Fang Yue's expression grew solemn.

The current Nuomian Gui, accompanied by swallowing sounds, had regrown a white blade from its right hand, wore a white halo above its head, and bore a form similar to Fang Yue's—its small hands composing a human face and figure—staring Fang Yue down face to face.

Frost, centered on Fang Yue, intensified layer by layer.

The cold wind was like a blade, scraping the ground with a sharp, ringing sound.

The Night Rain within the black halo above Fang Yue's head was still falling, with '-1' '-1' values popping up nonstop—as if the Ghost Membrane had no effect whatsoever on Night Rain.

Gripping the Ice Blade tightly in his hand, Fang Yue felt the Nuomian Gui lock onto him.

But soon, he noticed the Nuomian Gui's gaze shift—from Fang Yue himself to the crowd of people behind him.

With an eerie smile, the Nuomian Gui transformed into a carpet of small hands and melted into the ground.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Fang Yue slashed at the ground where the Nuomian Gui had sunk in, but only left a mark on the surface.

Fang Yue looked back behind him—at the vast crowd of people, illuminated by Human Soul fire, besieged by the eerie, clinging together to survive.

He had seen this scene many times before.

Mo Cun, Gu Yue Cun, Qingsi County… all along the way, he had seen too many villages destroyed by the eerie, too many people die at their hands.

At those times, Fang Yue himself was lowly and powerless, able only to drift with the current, able to do very little.

But now… he had already become a Human-rank powerhouse, a major figure who could dominate a region even within Qing Guo!

So long as he wished, he had the ability to stop the tragedy unfolding before his eyes!

Only…

Fang Yue tightened his grip on the Ice Blade. He had little connection with Chunuan City; in fact, many people inside might even have ties to the Phoenix Organization, having aided and abetted evil.

He could save them, but that didn't mean he had to.

Hesitation flickered in Fang Yue's heart, but seeing the civilians slaughtered by the eerie, the gruesome corpses, the scenes of being devoured—those images from his memory still flashed back in his mind.

Blood Hunter, Lord Han, An Shenyi…

One name after another flashed through his mind. When he came back to himself, Fang Yue was already charging toward the crowd.

And accompanying this move of his, the violent cold wind directly shifted its direction.

The cold wind was biting; wherever it passed, frost froze everything solid!

The eerie at the very edge were instantly frozen into ice sculptures on the spot, motionless!

The temperature of all of Chunuan City plummeted!

(End of this chapter)