Chapter 922: Moved (1/2, Requesting Moon Tickets)

After competing with 【Zhuìtiān】 for so long, he was already intimately familiar with his old rival's techniques.

As 【Zhuìtiān】 moved to strike, his body was already suffused with specks of Shadow light.

The instant the sword light pierced his body, 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】's form was instantly severed in two, then dissolved into two Shadow light orbs that shot forward with a swift whoosh.

"Clone…"

【Zhuìtiān】's face darkened, and he accelerated abruptly, blasting forward.

But he was still outmaneuvered by 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 and fell behind.

Ahead, the two Shadow fragments of 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 were nearly at Fang Yue's doorstep.

Although 【Zhuìtiān】 launched two more sword beams from behind, 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 dodged them all effortlessly, maintaining speed as he reached Fang Yue's side.

The instant 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 reached the defense, the two separate Shadow orbs surged together, merging into one larger Shadow light orb.

With a loud bang, the Shadow orb before Fang Yue exploded—【Zuìjié Shuānglián】's form emerged from the light, raising both massive scythes high in each hand, grinning savagely as if ready to deliver Fang Yue's final execution.

He loved this feeling.

The feeling of slaughter. The feeling of torture!

No matter where he was, no matter who he served, as long as he could feel this, as long as he could do this, nothing else mattered!

Of course, there was a difference between freely indulging in slaughter and passively waiting for orders—the pleasure level was different!

"Kill this half-step Rain-level anomaly, and I'll be one step closer to regaining my freedom!"

【Zuìjié Shuānglián】's eyes flashed with excitement; before 【Zhuìtiān】's sword beams reached his back, he vanished in a flash, passing right through Fang Yue, who floated helplessly unaware.

Ssshh—

Bright red blood erupted from Fang Yue's neck.

A thin red line appeared across Fang Yue's neck.

With a crunch of breaking bone, the cervical vertebrae shattered, severing the head from the neck on the spot.

As Fang Yue's head slipped from his neck.

Behind Fang Yue's headless corpse stood 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】, back turned, dual-wielding his massive scythes.

His bloodthirsty, frenzied expression and twisted grin radiated pure madness.

Tick-tock.

Tick-tock.

When Fang Yue's head rolled to a stop on the ground.

Drops of blood dripped from 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】's scythes onto the earth.

【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 slowly tilted half his face toward the group of fellow prisoners behind him, his smile twisting even more wildly.

Especially when he saw 【Zhuìtiān】 stop just like everyone else in the group, the satisfaction of defeating his rival flooded his entire body, even making him physically excited.

He raised a finger toward 【Zhuìtiān】.

"This time, I won!"

【Zhuìtiān】 frowned slightly, coldly turned his head, and walked toward Wu Feifei, as if ignoring 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 entirely.

But everyone understood: two tigers cannot share one mountain.

They would inevitably fight, and one must emerge as the true victor.

Only now, with Wu Feifei holding them back, the timing wasn't right.

Seeing 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 sever Fang Yue's head, many in the death row squad cheered.

"It's my brother 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 who took the Moon Lord Anomaly's head!"

"Watch out! The Moon Lord Anomaly previously possessed that man's body—it's likely Parasitic Type or Transfer Type! Don't let it take over your body!"

"What nonsense are you spouting? 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 struck—so the Moon Lord Anomaly is dead, utterly dead! How could it have any chance to parasitize or transfer?"

Hearing this, 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】's good mood evaporated; he snorted coldly and said nothing.

Wu Feifei, who had witnessed everything, now spoke up.

"No need to worry—the anomaly is dead, completely dead."

With Wu Feifei's assurance, everyone relaxed.

If a powerhouse like her says the anomaly is dead, then it's dead.

Unlike ordinary cultivators who kill anomalies, at 【Zhuìtiān】 and 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】's level, Parasitic and Transfer Type anomalies can be utterly eradicated, leaving no chance of survival.

With the battle over, everyone relaxed.

Others gathered closer, staring at Fang Yue's corpse.

The being who had radiated such terrifying energy moments ago now lay motionless on the ground, head severed from body.

His head had rolled hundreds of meters away.

"This is the leader of the Black Moon organization who killed so many of 【Lánshān】's people? He doesn't seem that strong—【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 took him down in one blow."

"I bet that terrifying aura was just bluffing—his real strength was nothing special."

"Compared to a monster like 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】, this Moon Lord Anomaly is nothing—but if I fought it, I'd probably be in a brutal struggle."

The death row squad, though all convicts, still had tiers of strength—not everyone was a powerhouse.

Only 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 and 【Zhuìtiān】 were truly unique; other top-tier fighters were barely Cloud-level, and below them were merely high-grade Human-levels.

But don't underestimate mere Human-levels—outside, they'd be considered core or elite forces anywhere.

Especially in the death row squad, Human-level cultivators were mostly high-grade, and as prisoners, each was top-tier in strength and battle-hardened.

Thus, the death row squad's strength was undeniable—but the gap between them and a being like the Moon Lord Anomaly, or 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】, was still immense.

"Go retrieve the head. Bring it back for reporting."

Wu Feifei had now arrived beside Fang Yue's corpse, glanced down, and gave 【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 an order.

【Zuìjié Shuānglián】 only smiled, saying nothing.

And his junior beside him quickly bowed with a smile: "Lady Wu Feifei, let me pick it up."

Wu Feifei gave a slight nod, making no special demand of Zuijie Shuanglian.

These condemned prisoners were always hard to control, especially troublemakers like Zuijie Shuanglian and Zhuitian.

Fortunately, when given a task, even these condemned prisoners were willing to obey — Zuijie Shuanglian included.

That junior was none other than Hutouqiang.

After receiving permission, Hutouqiang quickly walked to Fang Yue's rolling head, bent down, and prepared to pick up the skull.

And at that moment… he saw Fang Yue's head move!

(End of Chapter)