Chapter 769

"Ye Ge, we don't know where Tian Ruichi is now, but Dou Hongyi might have some idea. As for why the Weirds were drawn by Tian Ruichi, it's because I saw the Weirds surge into the Special Envoy Mansion—and as Tian Ruichi left, a large swarm of Weirds followed him out; only the leftovers remained to ravage the city!"

Jing Yan pointed toward the group of Dou Hongyi, who were also approaching from afar, and spoke in a lowered voice.

Fang Yue immediately understood, warned them to be careful, then dashed straight toward Dou Hongyi.

As Fang Yue moved, the writhing black silk spread out like an octopus's tentacles in all directions, sweeping through everything in its path like a storm devouring dry grass—every black shadow branch was shattered in a single strike.

Along the way, it was as if cleaning a table—simple, swift, effortlessly defeating every black shadow Weird in his path.

By the time Fang Yue reached Dou Hongyi's side, the swarm of Weirds that had surrounded them all retreated in unison, standing rigidly alert as they stared at Fang Yue—they had realized his terrifying combat power was ruthlessly sweeping the battlefield.

Under the absence of baleful-level black shadows, no black shadow Weird could withstand Fang Yue's single strike—he was utterly invincible!

The furious black silk swept everything aside, successfully breaking through the encircling cluster of Weirds and charging inward.

"Xiao Ye!"

"Lord Ye!"

Dou Hongyi and Lin Ling shouted in unison.

They had noticed Fang Yue's situation earlier and wanted to join him to fight together.

But the black shadow Weirds were too numerous, surrounding them completely and preventing any breakout.

As Fang Yue burst in, the black silk spun like a windmill, sweeping a circle and clearing a patch of open ground, forcing the mass of black shadow Weirds back beyond the perimeter, before he turned to look at Dou Hongyi and the others.

Dou Hongyi was fine—only minor injuries, nothing serious—but Lin Ling looked far worse: his left wrist was fractured, bone exposed, and his right hand still gripped his spear tightly, gritting his teeth to hold on.

Lord Han's right eye had long been opened, black blood continuously oozing out.

Had the defenders of Chunuan City not already witnessed Fang Yue's 【Weird Eye】 state before, and prepared themselves psychologically for this appearance, they might have mistaken Lin Ling for a possessed Weird.

Even so, Lin Ling's condition was dire—his combat effectiveness on this battlefield could barely offer any help.

"Lord Ye, you've finally awakened! The Weirds attacked the city, the Di He was destroyed, and we've suffered heavy casualties!"

Fang Yue naturally took in the scene before him, his expression darkening slightly.

Others were one thing, but Lin Ling carried the last hope of reviving Lord Han.

Whoever harmed Lin Ling was harming Lord Han—and Fang Yue could not stand idly by.

He went over, steadied the swaying Lin Ling, asked after his condition, and finally felt reassured.

Lin Ling's injuries weren't as horrific as they appeared—only the broken left wrist was serious; the rest were minor wounds. After entrusting his care to Dou Hongyi, Fang Yue began to act—dozens of black silk strands shot out.

Sssssss—

The surrounding black shadow Weirds shattered one by one, falling to the ground as branches.

With Fang Yue present, the black shadow Weirds here were utterly powerless.

One strand of black silk could eliminate one black shadow Weird.

Under full control, Fang Yue's black silk could launch a hundred strands in an instant—dealing with these low-level Weirds was effortless.

All they saw was a sky filled with black silk, swirling like a dark curtain, crisscrossing wildly—and the black shadow Weirds around them vanished at a visible, rapid pace.

When Fang Yue retracted his black silk, a silent, endlessly rotating black ring spun gently behind him, mirroring the small black ring above his head.

As rapid Night Rain poured down from the black ring above, it carried an aura of profound mystery.

To an uninformed observer, this sight would seem like encountering a Transcendence-level Weird—terrifyingly impressive.

After Fang Yue's actions, only scattered, rustling remnants of black shadow Weirds remained—they sensed his terrifying power and fled en masse toward the West City Gate.

Fang Yue frowned—he had killed these black shadow Weirds but gained no rewards, meaning the true Weird had not yet been slain; he couldn't let them escape.

But just as Fang Yue moved to pursue, Dou Hongyi grabbed his wrist firmly.

Dou Hongyi asked, stunned: "Lord Ye, don't chase a cornered enemy."

"The true Weird hasn't been eliminated yet. With so many black shadow Weirds destroyed, it must be severely weakened—it can't have gone far. You handle the situation here. By the way, where is Tian Ruichi? Jing Yan said the Weirds were drawn by Tian Ruichi."

Dou Hongyi hesitated, then muttered: "The Special Envoy… the Special Envoy fled toward the West City Gate the moment the Weirds attacked…"

Also toward the West?

Fang Yue's eyes narrowed slightly. Was Tian Ruichi fleeing… or…?

"You handle this. I'm going to find Tian Ruichi and get answers."

The Weirds were retreating toward the West City Gate; the crisis in Chunuan City was temporarily lifted.

What remained was gathering personnel and tending to the wounded—tasks that didn't require Fang Yue's attention.

He gave a brief instruction and hurried toward the West City Gate.

…

At the West City Gate, atop the wall, a boy was sharpening a sword.

The sword was the 【Fengzhen Sword】.

The stone was the 【Pangui Stone】.

Below, across Chunuan City, flames flickered and screams echoed.

Above, the boy sharpened the sword, methodically, carefully, precisely.

The long, maple-leaf-colored blade, as fine as a needle, grew sharper with each stroke on the whetstone.

Under the yin-yang moonlight of 【Tian Shi】, the blade reflected the boy's face.

It was a face… devoid of any features.

No eyes, no nose, no mouth—only an empty human face.

The eerie faceless boy seemed utterly unaware, continuing to sharpen the sword.

As if everything outside meant nothing to him—only one thing held his attention: sharpening the sword.

Almost there, so close!

Below, the Weirds that had scattered across Chunuan City suddenly froze—all turning as one toward the West City Gate.

Looking down from the wall, the advancing black shadows surged like a tide of ink.

But in Tian Ruichi's eyes, there was still only the two characters: grind sword!

Slowly, the sword grew sharper and sharper, and his left ear, following the motion of grinding, dissolved like liquid, perfectly merging with his faceless visage, becoming a smooth surface, as if it had never grown ears at all.

At the same time, his right ear also rapidly melted away, fusing with his face.

And at this moment, his sword-grinding motion suddenly accelerated, grinding faster and faster, sparks flying everywhere!

"A precious sword's edge comes from grinding!"

Though he had no mouth, Tian Ruichi emitted a sound like the vibration of a tympanic membrane, spreading through the air!

(End of Chapter)