Fang Xing certainly did not risk his life.
In fact, he did not even activate the First Level Secret Pattern of his cha.
Yet, he was so strong that to those team mbers, he seed like a Seventh Realm Professional who was fighting desperately.
Woosh!
Accompanied by the tearing of armor plates and the burst of flas, he landed in a cultivation facility.
In view were nurous dead bread bugs, their bodies shriveled as if they had lost all nutrition.
’This large immigrant spaceship must have a food recycling system...’
’This bread bug factory should be for producing Nutrition Blocks...’
Fang Xing’s expression turned a bit ugly.
The taste of Nutrition Blocks, apparently, triggered so unpleasant mories for him.
"I heard that in so luxury tourist spaceships, they deliberately create an ecological zone inside the cabin to cultivate natural cows, beef, barley, and various other crops and foods..."
A Professional following behind him glanced at the nearby at bug cultivation room and chuckled, shaking his head, "It seems this ship is full of poor people... might even be mostly bioengineered humans, just don’t know why there would be bigshots among them."
"Heh, the bigshots stay in luxury cabins, what does that have to do with these people?"
A female Professional scoffed and looked at the map, "According to the map, we need to go to that Life Support Cabin, the route should be... this way!"
She walked past a cabin door, then found herself back where she started.
"This...this...spatial disorder?!"
Panic tinged her voice.
"The place where the Chaos Offspring resides actively radiates around, making everything chaotic, including space..."
Fang Xing contemplated and activated his Golden Core Domain, slicing open a at bug.
At that mont, the Professionals present also noticed sothing amiss, "These bread bugs, at bugs... why are so of their heads growing on their butts?"
"The organs... the organs are reversed, no wonder they died..."
"This is the ’Chaotic Domain’ of the Chaos Offspring! Bad news... the map is useless now."
Under the cover of Fang Xing’s Golden Core Domain, he discovered even more.
"The arrangents here also have issues... the spacing between buildings shows asymtry, with a forcibly patched feel, yet the junctions are seamless... truly terrifying. If that Chaos Offspring is still here, this ’chaos’ could increase who knows how manyfold!"
He finally understood why Zhou Yehua Martial Saint had taken that Chaos Offspring away.
If he hadn’t, this group would have had no chance to use their martial skills!
"Be careful!"
Just then, several dangerous auras rapidly approached.
Fang Xing issued a warning and threw a punch.
Bang!
On the ground, the deck cracked open, and out erged a gigantic worm-like black Clan creature.
It burst open at the top of its head, resembling a blooming chrysanthemum, with a vortex-like dense array of teeth.
Fierce!
On Fang Xing’s Gold arm, a terrifying Fighting Spirit suddenly ignited.
The Fighting Spirit took shape, like a sharp sword, piercing straight through the upper mouthparts of the high-ranking Clan creature, penetrating its entire body.
The incredibly tough skin of this high-ranking Clan creature was easily torn apart under the Fighting Spirit, like paper, and the creature collapsed on the ground, convulsing continuously.
"Ah!"
"Help !"
A Professional was ambushed by a pitch-black worm, which bit off one of his arms.
Fang Xing produced a golden feather in his hand and threw it instantly.
Puff!
A flash of gold light, and the brain of that pitch-black worm exploded, its body convulsing on the ground.
"These are all high-ranking Clan level evil creatures... Sixth Realm Professionals be careful."
Fang Xing reminded, as his cha flared up with light, transforming into a Golden Bow.
He bent the bow and set an arrow, a golden laser solidifying into the arrow.
Boom!
In front of him, a steel wall instantly broke open, leaving a large hole through which countless pitch-black worms were vaporized, exposing a huge chamber.
Under his Martial Arts Will, the original chaotic space was finally breached, opening a small gap.
He walked into the chamber, only to see human corpses scattered across the floor.
"These must have been the original immigrants, right? How did they... end up like this?"
A Professional stared at a corpse, noticing its unusually shaped body.
Squinted eyes and a collapsed nose, one hand with seven fingers, the other with eight.
The rest of the corpses underwent similarly horrific mutations, their facial features seemingly molded haphazardly with clay, and their limbs grotesquely twisted...
"Clearly, they were once normal people... but after being irradiated by the Chaotic Domain, they transford into this state. Almost all living people on this spaceship must have died..."
Fang Xing sighed then said, "Stay alert!"
Previously, in the at bug factory, high-ranking black worms had been bred.
In this chamber filled with the sll of human death, what kind of evil creatures might exist?
"Ah...I don’t want to stay here."
"We’re just high-ranked Professionals nearby, temporarily conscripted... it’s one thing to be conscripted by the Federation, but why do we have to die for conglorates?"
A female Professional scread, seemingly on the verge of collapse.
"You’re not alright, is your Spiritual Talisman charged?"
Fang Xing scanned her and as the Great Sun Relics in his forehead slowly moved, he frowned and said.
"You... you all are bad people!"
The female Professional scread, while countless pitch-black veins suddenly erged near her eye sockets.
Crack!
Her external armor on the back opened up, allowing her to directly pull out her own spine, transforming it into a White Bone Greatsword.
"She’s a Sword Saint Professional!"
People nearby were startled and quickly distanced themselves, "Xi Ling, what are you doing?"
"Kill! Kill kill!"
Xi Ling’s eyes turned pitch black as she swung the White Bone Greatsword in her hand.
A Sword Domain descended, unleashing countless Sword Blade Storms within.
Normally, as a re Sixth Realm Professional, facing a team of Sixth and Seventh Realm elites, she wouldn’t stand much of a chance.
But this ti was different.
"Ah!"
A Seventh Realm cha Master scread as his cha was sliced open by the Sword Blade Storm, with blood spurting out...
"Is she... a Seventh Realm?"
The Professionals quickly realized the situation.
"No... she’s been possessed by a ’Spiritual Dark Shadow.’"
Fang Xing’s eyes lit up with a flicker of fire.
The Spiritual Dark Shadow is a non-corporeal upper Clan entity, adept at lurking in the dark depths of a Professional’s heart.
The oppressive environnt clearly stirred negative emotions such as shock, anger, and fear in Xi Ling, creating favorable conditions for the Spiritual Dark Shadow to take hold.
If she had been a pure Martial Artist, possessing both Martial Arts Will and a Spiritual Talisman, the scenario might be less severe as the presence could be detected earlier.
However, as a Sword Saint, she had already sealed a portion of Evil God’s taint within her.
Now, it burst forth suddenly, leading her to complete corruption!
Her transformation was so swift that everyone failed to react in ti!
"Humph!"
Fang Xing snorted coldly as his Golden Core Domain descended.
A burst of golden light shattered the domain of the Sword Blade Storm instantly.
Bang!
He clenched his fingers together and exerted a slight force, a Fist Mark materializing.
Crack!
The airborne White Bone Greatsword halted, then fractured from the tip, inch by inch.
Fang Xing stepped forward, crossing the space as if teleporting, and delivered a punch right on Xi Ling’s forehead.
Boom!
In that instant, he shone like a Sun, radiating grand brilliance.
"Did the captain just use... the Great Brightness Fist?!"
One of the team mbers brightened at the sight.
The next mont, Xi Ling collapsed limply, and a dark shadow, expelled by the punch, scread shrilly behind her.
Fang Xing morphed his fist into a palm, flipping his hand.
A sky-covering barrage of palm strikes fell, encompassing all directions, creating an inevitable, inescapable pressure.
— Sky-covering Hand!
Bang!
The dark shadow scread pitifully, then dissolved into nothingness under his overwhelming Martial Arts Will.
"After condensing the Martial Arts Will Secret Pattern, it seems the lethality against Evil God’s Clan has also increased?"
Seeing this, Fang Xing pondered thoughtfully.
"Captain..."
Xi Ling’s eyes rolled back as she fainted.
"She’s heavily tainted, and her physical condition is very bad now!"
A female Professional checked her quickly, her expression grave.
"There are probably more Spiritual Dark Shadows here... retreat first!"
Fang Xing’s Martial Arts Will, as mighty as a proud Sun, broke through the spatial chaos, leading the team back to the earlier flesh worm factory.
"Sizzle... Team A was attacked, with heavy casualties... we’re retreating!"
"Team C found ’Fuzi’s Nest’, too many Clan mbers... we’ve decided to retreat!"
The previously jamd communicator suddenly revived, transmitting ssages from other squads.
"Retreat!"
Fang Xing waved his hand grandly, leading his team along the previous route in retreat.
After leaving that spaceship seemingly completely corroded by black liquid, each Professional breathed a sigh of relief.
Before long, a squadron of Cosmic Battleships slowly approached in the starry river.
They appeared slow, but their speed was astonishing; suddenly, a flash of white light and all entered the Imaginary Space.
Through the torn void, Fang Xing caught a glimpse of an Eight-Ard Evil Dragon Beast entangled with chaotic progeny.
As the fleet entered, countless volleys instantly subrged the chaotic progeny...
"Star Annihilation Cannon?"
"Dark Matter Bomb?"
Fang Xing withdrew his gaze.
He finally witnessed just the tip of the iceberg of the Federation’s formidable technological prowess and the imnse fleet capable of combating the Outer Realm Evil Gods at the frontlines.
"Let’s head to the teorite Belt and et with the other squads. This mission... failed!"
He waved his hand and turned into a trail of golden light, leaving first.
For Fang Xing, he truly had no intention of risking his life for so high-profile tycoons.
Just getting by would suffice.
Even his previous leading performance was nearly theatrical.
After arriving in the teorite Belt, it wasn’t long before Fang Xing saw an Eight-Ard Evil Dragon Beast erge in the cosmos.
Compared to before, this group-operated cha was not only covered with many dark markings but also had lost three arms.
"Mission complete, let’s go back!"
The voice of Zhou Yehua, the Martial Saint, ca through, tinged with weariness.
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