"The target has appeared!"
Fang Xing’s spiritual cultivation had reached the point where his Mud Pill Palace was as impregnable as Vajra Relics, impervious to all evil.
It was not just a re higher-ranking servant’s spiritual contamination he could ignore, even the Spiritual Shocks of higher-ranking clan mbers could largely be disregarded.
The Will of Martial Arts was always the foundation of a Martial Artist!
Having such spiritual cultivation ant that even if he encountered a higher-ranking clan mber, it wouldn’t affect his ability to draw his saber!
Of course, the big question after drawing the saber was who would die.
But at the very least, he wouldn’t be massacred on a grand scale and would still have the chance to act freely.
This was incredibly important during a siege!
"Die!"
The Ghost Head Saber in Fang Xing’s hands roared, and behind him, the visage of a Ghost God seed to erge.
Under the Dragon Tiger Domain, the image of this Ghost God beca increasingly real and ferocious, with a fierce green face and fangs, the eyes of a leopard and a tiger; it suddenly let out a screeching roar, holding the saber with both hands and chopping down mightily!
Ghost God Saber—Slay the Ghost God!
Crack!
Fang Xing, his body and saber acting as one, sent a startling saber light cascading down like a collapsing pillar, striking a monster ford from nurous human shapes.
Spurt!
Like a hot knife through solid fat, the upper-ranking servant’s defense shattered like paper, and the Ghost Head Saber sliced directly through its flesh.
The terrifying Sword Energy overflowed, cleaving through all parts of the monster’s body.
With one slash, Fang Xing had already moved behind the monster.
The monster’s body split apart in all directions, exploding like a waterlon, as blood gushed out frantically.
"Hmm?"
Fang Xing instinctively felt sothing was amiss.
Did this monster have too much blood?
Even within the Mud Pill Palace in his forehead, that hint of vigilance had never relaxed!
Whoosh!
Suddenly, bizarre Blood Pearls erged one after another from the rampant blood flow, enveloping him like a vast net cast over the sky, plumting towards Fang Xing with incredible speed!
The Blood Pearls breached Fang Xing’s saber light defense and landed on him.
Sizzle!
Several Blood Pearls fell onto his clothing and imdiately emitted white smoke, corroding large holes, then started burrowing towards his skin as if they had a life of their own.
Clang clang!
But the next mont, the sound of dragons and elephants roared around Fang Xing, and his skin radiated a golden color, as if he were a Golden Arhat.
—Dragon Elephant Vajra Invincible Divine Power!
This Divine Power, difficult for many Martial Arts Golden Core and even Vajra Realm Martial Artists to learn, granted Fang Xing a terrifying defensive bonus.
The Blood Pearls fell on him, only able to make a sound like the clash of tal on tal.
Even with the ancient roar of a dragon and an elephant, his Qi Force burst forth.
With just a slight tremor enhanced by the Great Vajra Wisdom Divine Power of his Protective Gang Force, the Blood Pearls completely evaporated into blue smoke, vanishing...
By Fang Xing’s ears, there seed to be countless fine screams.
These screams appeared to co from one entity, nor like the overlapping cries of nurous entities, carrying a more severe level of spiritual contamination than before.
In front of him, the remaining Blood Pearls suddenly rged, forming a human-head-sized Blood Clot, and then elongated, becoming a dark red shadow...
"Impressive... Such hidden capabilities and sudden attacks, an average Outer Realm squad would probably be dood..."
Fang Xing was, after all, a top student who almost scored full marks in the Alien Atlas exam; he recognized them instantly: "Blood Demon Children?"
The Blood Demon Children were affiliated with the ’Endless Blood Sea’ Outer Realm Evil God, possessing a unique ecology and customs, even their own civilization!
They worshipped the ’Endless Blood Sea’ Outer Realm Evil God fanatically, believing they were divine descendants erged from the blood sea.
This Clan excelled at using blood to lurk and regenerate itself, exuding an aura of blood worship.
Moreover, there was the possibility of promotion within the clan.
Most were lower-ranking servants, nad ’Blood Drops,’ capable of lurking within other blood-bearing life forms, controlling their actions.
Then there were these ’Blood Demon Children’ promoted from a large number of ’Blood Drops,’ at the upper-servant level.
Above the Blood Demon Child, it was said there were Clan-Level ’Blood God Sons.’
Blood God Sons were comparable to the Martial Arts Golden Core and even Vajra Realm’s terrifying demons, bringing about mass casualties every ti they appeared.
’No, even this Blood Demon Child... it actually knows how to lurk, if it were another Outer Realm Martial Artist, they might not have it easy...’
"Izagu... Stata..."
At this mont, from the Blood Demon Child opposite him, a series of difficult-to-pronounce incantations were uttered.
The spell was awkward, hoarse... as if it was a collection of nurous people’s voices, each syllable challenging the limits of human hearing.
Along with the incantations, Fang Xing seed to perceive a Blood Sea before his eyes.
"The Blood Demon Child possesses spell-like abilities..."
He suddenly shouted, a roaring sound of dragons and tigers echoed around him.
A strong Will of Martial Arts swept through like a gale, lashing at the Blood Demon Child, causing ripples along the edges of its blood-red shadow.
"The life form of the Blood Demon Child is quite peculiar... probably a collective consciousness... against such a transient and unpredictable Clan, the sharpness of weapons is utterly useless..."
Fang Xing placed the Ghost Head Saber behind his back and extended three fingers.
His body faintly glowed with golden light, resembling a Golden Body Arhat, with Qi Force condensing on his fingertips, faintly emitting a hint of starlight.
—Star Martial Three Extres!
—Great Vajra Wisdom Divine Power!
Even more terrifying was the fact that his aura condensed around him, his black dragon and white tiger giving long chants, as if transforming into a Tai Chi lter!
"Kill!"
Fang Xing deployed Dancing Sky Steps, appearing before the Blood Demon Child almost as if he instant teleported, with three fingers striking simultaneously, hitting the blood shadow.
Boom!
The void trembled slightly as the blood shadow collapsed significantly, and nurous tiny Blood Pearls scattered in all directions...
Roar!
Fang Xing’s expression grew stern as he adopted the Dragon Tiger Stance on the spot.
His spine like a great dragon, the bones throughout his body resonated like the roar of tigers, his blood surging like the mighty Yangtze River, morphing into a scorching hot lter!
The power of his Domain spread, completely sealing the lter and trapping countless Blood Drops within.
Then, Dragon Tiger Cross, Yin, and Yang unified!
Fang Xing’s terrifying Martial Arts Will surged like furnace flas, furiously ascending and evaporating every single Blood Drop.
Beside his ear, there were the haunting wails that could be heard from ti to ti, as if the resentnts and curses of countless beings before their deaths...
But it was to no avail!
His spirit was as impenetrable as Vajra Relics, unassailable by all evils.
Finally, as the last Blood Drop evaporated, the entire Secret Realm Battlefield shuddered!
In the depths of the Sky Do around him, the endless dark mist began to disperse... or rather, revealed one massive crack after another!
Through the silver-white cracks, Fang Xing could glimpse a structure resembling countless Hives, and various Secret Realm Battlefields, both large and small.
"Is this... the real Imaginary Space Battlefield?"
"Those Secret Realms, like the Spaceships of the Clans descending... now with the Clans’ death, the Secret Realm Battlefields are also collapsing..."
"Once the ’all-knowing brain’ catches this spatial fluctuation, it will begin retrieval!"
Fang Xing looked at the small town sowhat regretfully, rushing into it at maximum speed, beginning to send valuable items to the Cultivation World.
The collapse of the Secret Realm Battlefield was swift. By the ti it was nearly halfway done, Fang Xing felt the pull from the Space Warehouse.
Swoosh!
In a flash of silver light, his figure vanished instantly.
Thereafter... a terrible spatial storm swept through, completely tearing the Secret Realm into pieces...
Space Warehouse.
Fang Xing’s form suddenly appeared out of thin air, reaching for the mobile phone and other technological items nearby.
[Beep! Body scan complete, confird no contamination residues, and no hidden injuries...]
[Reserve Junior Officer Fang Xing, you have earned 100 military rits!]
The ’all-knowing brain’ provided tily feedback.
Imdiately afterward, the tal doors of the Space Warehouse thunderously opened.
Fang Xing walked out with ease, instantly becoming the focus of countless gazes.
"Died until there’s only one person left? How tragic was this war?"
"Idiots, his registration was for a solo mission!"
"So strong!"
"That’s Blue Star University’s top student, first in the Combat Rankings—Fang Xing!"
...
Many eyes converged upon him, most of them bearing a hint of goodwill.
After all, they were comrades-in-arms, here to fight for the protection of the human race.
Fang Xing nodded slightly and went to the plaza to check the rit Board.
"Don’t lack good stuff... there is even a spacecraft?"
Fang Xing glanced at it, his eyes suddenly heating up.
For the original owner, buying a house on Blue Star was a lifeti dream.
As for a billionaire’s exclusive private Spaceship?
Not even in dreams would one dare to imagine.
But for Fang Xing, a personal vehicle was sothing he could start preparing for.
"During vacation, I can travel on my own private Spaceship to the Federation’s most famous Entertainnt Planets to enjoy life to the fullest... indeed not bad."
Fang Xing touched his chin; his eyes lit up: "I heard that the industries there are very developed... there are even specialized nations that allow custors to enter as specific adventurers and interact with various female characters... specifically, it’s like a whole new ’transmigration,’ with a reality that no virtual reality ga can compare to..."
"Uh... why am I thinking about these things?"
"Indeed, the essentials of life, only killing and that, huh? It’s normal to have heightened base desires after a battle between life and death..."
Fang Xing silently analyzed his inner self and then returned to his dormitory, sat cross-legged, and started to close his eyes to rest and recuperate.
Theoretically, after completing today’s mission, he would have a month’s vacation.
But many interns, in order to buy a plethora of Cultivation Resources and accumulate rits... would force themselves to take on more tasks, which often marks the beginning of a tragedy.
Even teams like Huyan Qiushui could suffer casualties if they weren’t careful.
That is the cruelty of the battlefield!
"After the internship starting in my fifth year, I can choose to keep interning until graduation from university, or break through to Martial Arts Golden Core and return to university for postgraduate studies..."
"After experiencing life and death, the campus ring feels like child’s play..."
"Not to ntion the items exchanged on the military rit board seem to be more high-end and abundant than those from Blue Star University..."
This was normal, after all, Blue Star University was just a university, whereas the rewards from the battlefield were contributed by the entire human race.
Fang Xing’s gaze shifted and saw in the recently downloaded list of exchanges, a strange test tube spiral.
"Universe Yin Yang Essence... Exchange requirent: 1000 military rits."
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