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The battle escalated to a fever pitch in an instant.

Fang Cheng was like a tiger breaking into a flock of sheep, completely unleashing his power.

The ghouls moved with ghostly speed, their thousands of claws weaving into an impenetrable web of death.

But in Fang Cheng's eyes, the monsters' attacks were like slow motion, full of flaws.

Even when surrounded, he remained calm and composed, handling the situation with ease.

A hunched ghoul leaped into the air and swooped down.

Fang Cheng ducked down, avoiding the sharp claws, and then delivered a vicious uppercut, slamming it into the monster's chin from below.

The immense kinetic energy ripped its jawbone and skull off, and the floating eerie green flames were instantly dispersed by the cold wind.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Three more ghouls attacked from the side.

Fang Cheng suddenly exerted force from his waist, and his left leg swung out with a high sweeping kick like a battle axe.

The hard instep swept across, instantly smashing three heads apart, like ripe watermelons exploding in mid-air.

He didn't stop at all.

The moment the right foot lands, use the momentum of rotation to lower the shoulders and bend the elbows.

A violent spinning elbow strike slammed into the face of the ghoul who was attacking from behind, smashing his entire face deep into his skull.

Then he grabbed the neck of another ghoul with both hands, pulled it down sharply, and at the same time, his right knee slammed up like a heavy hammer.

"Crack!"

His cervical spine snapped instantly, and his chest cavity shattered and collapsed on the spot.

Fang Cheng kicked the corpse aside, leaped into the air, and unleashed a flying knee strike.

Using the momentum of his fall, he directly pinned down two ghouls that were charging at him head-on, slamming them into the ground with his knees.

boom!
Under the violent impact, the stone slab collapsed, creating a crater several feet deep.

In this spiritual world where there is no need to worry about harming the innocent, Fang Cheng maximized his advantage in hand-to-hand combat.

Jab, hook, chop, high kick, low kick...

There are no fancy moves, only the purest and most deadly killing techniques.

In an instant, black blood, severed limbs, and rotting flesh flew everywhere in the courtyard.

However, those ghouls whose heads were blown off and chests pierced were not completely wiped out.

Their broken bodies still twitched stubbornly, and the granulation tissue and bone fragments at the fractures wriggled wildly, healing the wounds at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Heh, you're completely wasting your energy!"

From the depths of darkness came a cold laugh from Jiang Chen, who sneered:
"These were all elite soldiers who followed me in my battles across the country. Now they have become ghouls. As long as their corpse energy remains, they will be an indestructible elite force!"

"You are now trapped in my domain, and you still want to kill them by brute force? That's just wishful thinking..."

Fang Cheng remained calm and unmoved by the boasting.

He slowly clenched his fists, and a faint flame seemed to flicker in his pupils.

The next second, boom!
An even more dazzling and brilliant golden flame erupted from his body.

The raging flames shot straight into the sky, completely enveloping him from head to toe.

In this ruin shrouded in black mist, Fang Cheng was like a rising sun, forcefully tearing through the darkness and radiating boundless golden light.

Suddenly struck by the blinding light, the surrounding ghouls instinctively raised their hands to shield their eyes and retreated.

But a few ghouls, still brimming with ferocity, took advantage of the chaos to charge forward.

The sharp claws slashed fiercely at Fang Cheng's body, but couldn't even tear the hem of his clothes. Instead, they were scorched and burned by the golden flames protecting him, causing him to howl in pain.

Fang Cheng snorted coldly, then suddenly pushed off the ground with his feet, unleashing a powerful punch that he had been holding back for a long time.

The force of the fist, accompanied by a roar like a dragon's cry, instantly swept across all directions with the supremely yang and powerful true fire of the sun.

A burst of fire erupted, scattering sparks in all directions.

The scorching heatwave swept away everything in its path with overwhelming force.

The ghouls affected by the blast were either thrown into the air or engulfed in flames.

Those flames, like a leech, burrowed deep into the flesh and blood, burning away the chilling corpse energy that clung to them.

The cold, evil energy touched the true fire of the sun, instantly igniting and causing the fire to surge even more fiercely.

"Ow—"

The mournful howls rose and fell, and the ghouls that were struck by the attack all turned into blazing human-shaped torches.

Their proud regenerative abilities were completely suppressed by the intense, yang flames.

The granulation tissue at the wound site rapidly carbonizes and peels off under high temperatures.

In just two breaths, they were all burned to ashes and vanished with the wind.

Jiang Chen's laughter abruptly stopped, and his incredulous voice echoed from the darkness:
"How is this possible? This is the Ten Thousand Ghosts Corpse-Subduing Formation that I cultivated after absorbing the corpse energy of the underground palace for a thousand years. How could you break it so easily?!"

Fang Cheng ignored him, put his fingers together, and turned his palms into blades.

The blazing fire of the sun compressed and gathered, covering the outer edge of the palm, condensing into an incomparably sharp flame blade.

call out!
He twisted his waist suddenly and swiftly swung out a horizontal chop.

With a soft "plop" sound, like cutting a melon or chopping vegetables.

The sharp, flaming blade cleanly severed the heads and arms of the two ghouls in the front row.

The cut surface was instantly scorched and carbonized by the high temperature, and the foul-smelling black blood evaporated completely before it could even gush out.

call out!
He swung his hand down again, the burning palm blade piercing straight through the head of another monster, splitting it in two.

Before the internal organs could even hit the ground, they were instantly reduced to ashes by the terrifying heat.

Fang Cheng fought faster and faster, transforming into a golden storm engulfed in flames.

Each strike is accompanied by the deafening sound of bones and flesh shattering and the roar of flames exploding.

Boom! Boom! Boom!
The explosions continued, and the ghouls that had surrounded them were blasted into a bloody mess by the powerful punches, flying backward in large numbers.

Fang Cheng forcefully fought his way down the steps from the threshold of the main hall and charged directly into the depths of the dense formation of the ghoul army.

It wasn't as if he was surrounded by thousands of monsters.

Instead, he alone surrounded these thousands of monsters.

Fang Cheng's fierce aura suppressed the group of bloodthirsty monsters.

Every punch he threw made the air explode, and every step he took shattered the bluestone slabs into dust.

The true fire of the sun raged between his fists and feet, igniting anything that touched it.

Hundreds and thousands of ghouls fell one after another at Fang Cheng's feet, like moths to a flame.

He was like a tireless meat grinder, rampaging through these ruins.

Wherever it passed, the monster's mutilated limbs flew everywhere, and the scorching heat dissipated the surrounding black mist.

No matter how many ghouls there were or how fierce their attacks were, they could not stop his advance.

It was nothing short of a one-sided, bloody massacre.

In just a few minutes.

The ghoul army, which had been as noisy and turbulent as a tsunami, was brutally slaughtered.

In the open space in front of the main hall, severed limbs and broken arms were piled up haphazardly.

The acrid smell of burning flesh filled the air.

Black, foul blood gathered into a stream, flowing continuously down the steps.

The remaining few hundred ghouls cowered at the edge of the ruins, whimpering in terror. Driven mad, they instinctively sensed the horror of the man before them and retreated further and further away.

"boom."

Fang Cheng casually crushed the throat of the last ghoul that dared to approach, then threw it on the ground like a rag doll.

He stood silently amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

He casually flicked away the bits of flesh and blood from his knuckles, his chest rising and falling slightly.

The golden flames around his body slowly subsided, revealing his indifferent face.

call--

A gust of cold wind swept through the ruins of the main hall, scattering the ashes that filled the air.

The charred wood scraps crackled softly, and dark red sparks flickered in the wind.

The entire space was deathly silent.

Jiang Chen, who had been spouting nonsense, was now like a rooster with its neck choked, no longer making a sound.

By the doorway of the main hall, Cheng Jiashu leaned against a remaining wooden pillar, completely stunned.

He stared at the figure standing in the pool of blood, like a god of death descending to earth, and swallowed hard.

"This guy... seems to have gotten stronger again."

Cheng Jiashu murmured to himself, his eyes filled with shock.

The terrifying aspect of Jiang Chen lies in his possession of a thousand years of accumulated corpse energy, allowing him to control the undead horde under his command.

Especially within the opponent's meticulously constructed realm of consciousness, the power of evil is almost impossible to counter.

Even if an ordinary superhuman is surrounded by dozens of monsters, their life force will be completely exhausted, and they will eventually be assimilated into a mindless monster.

Now, Fang Cheng actually broke through the Ten Thousand Ghosts Corpse Formation head-on with his own strength, crushing and suppressing this group of undead monsters with his domineering and unparalleled golden flames.

The whole process was as swift and efficient as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Thinking back to the first time I met him, he was still somewhat green and reserved.

Now, however, he is full of brilliance, and every move he makes exudes the domineering aura of suppressing demons.

This man's growth rate is too fast; it seems he will never stop becoming stronger.

Every time they met, she always brought him unexpected surprises and refreshed his understanding.

Even though Cheng Jiashu was arrogant and proud, and considered himself to be exceptionally talented, he didn't even take those scions of aristocratic families seriously.

Faced with a monster as extraordinary as Fang Cheng, they could only abandon their competitive spirit and admit that they were far inferior.

"What exactly is your background?"

In the darkness, Jiang Chen's voice rang out again.

It was as if a cold wind was blowing from all directions, drifting aimlessly and impossible to find.

He paused, then continued with a questioning tone:

"I have lived for over two thousand years. I have seen Taoist alchemists seeking immortality, martial arts masters with extraordinary talent, and even direct descendants of noble families who claim to be descendants of gods."

"But I have never seen a freak like you, whose body and spirit have both reached a state of perfection. Who is your teacher, and which family are you a descendant of?"

Fang Cheng did not answer the question directly, but simply said:
"Before asking about someone's background, it's best to explain yourself first. This is a basic matter of courtesy. You've lived for over two thousand years, don't you understand the principles of interpersonal relationships?"

"Insanity!"

Jiang Chen was enraged by this dismissive attitude, and the surrounding black mist surged even more violently:

"Just because he has a divine ability that can suppress corpse energy, does he really think he's invincible?"

"Back when I was a warrior on the battlefield, I saw countless arrogant young people like you who didn't even know their place. You weren't even qualified to lead my horse!"

"Old ghost, that's enough."

Cheng Jiashu straightened up, leaning on a broken plank of wood, and shouted into the darkness:
“Every time I dream, it’s the same old story about you from back then, I’m so tired of hearing it.”

"Since you're so powerful, why are you hiding and afraid to come out? If you have the guts, come out and fight again! Let your elite troops get up and take the lead!"

Cheng Jiashu had almost been possessed by Jiang Chen before, and was obviously feeling extremely aggrieved. He seized this opportunity to launch into a barrage of sarcastic remarks.

"Unfilial descendants!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen flew into a rage and rebuked him:
"The Cheng family is full of loyal and righteous men, yet they have produced such a traitorous wretch as you, helping outsiders to disgrace your own ancestors. You are not worthy of the surname Cheng!"

"Ancestors? Who do you think you are as an ancestor?"

Cheng Jiashu immediately retorted loudly, his eyes revealing undisguised hatred:
"Have you ever seen an ancestor enter the minds of his descendants, treat his own relatives as food and puppets, and cause the entire family to fall into ruin and perish?"

"In my eyes, you are a malignant tumor parasitizing the Cheng family bloodline, the culprit who killed everyone!"

"Hahaha--"

Jiang Chen was so angry that he laughed instead, his laughter filled with malice.

The sound waves caused the surrounding black mist to surge violently, and broken bricks and tiles tumbled down.

The entire night sky in the dream seemed to be buzzing and trembling.

"I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you brats. Do you really think you've won?"

As the laughter subsided, his voice suddenly turned somber:

"This Ten Thousand Ghosts Corpse Formation is just an appetizer."

"I have cultivated in the West Mountain Underground Palace for two thousand years. The entire dream world has long been integrated with my consciousness, forming an unbreakable domain. As long as my soul is not destroyed, you will never be able to get out."

Then, he let out another strange laugh, like that of a night owl:

"I will trap you in this boundless darkness, eroding your souls day and night. When your spirits collapse and your will crumbles, that will be the day I refine you into my blood food."

"We'll see who can outlast whom then. Two thousand years have passed; I have plenty of patience."

Cheng Jiashu was about to retort when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Unbeknownst to them, the surrounding air suddenly became heavy and stagnant.

It was as if countless invisible hands were pulling at his consciousness, trying to drag him into deeper darkness.

"Fang Cheng, be careful. His corpse aura domain is not so easy to deal with."

Cheng Jiashu lowered his voice to remind him, his tone tinged with unease.

Fang Cheng, however, seemed not to hear the argument between the grandfather and grandson.

His gaze fell on the pool of blood at his feet, then he bent down and picked up a spear from beside a corpse.

The spear shaft was crooked and covered with rust and congealed black blood.

He held the spear horizontally in his hand, weighed it in his hand, then gripped both ends and exerted force.

"crunch-"

The ear-piercing sound of metal deforming echoed through the ruins as the bent spear shafts were forcibly straightened under violence.

What do you want to do?

Upon witnessing this, Jiang Chen's voice suddenly became wary.

Fang Cheng did not answer, but simply twirled the straightened spear in his hand and gripped the middle of the shaft with both hands.

The movements were neither hurried nor slow, as if they were doing something trivial.

You're wrong.

Fang Cheng then spoke calmly: "To get out of this predicament, I don't need to outlive you to death."

He paused slightly, his eyes suddenly turning cold.

"All we need to do is kill the culprit who created this predicament." (End of Chapter)