The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

The moment the light faded, a bone-chilling wind carrying shards of ice rushed towards us.

The skin on my cheeks first felt excruciating pain, then became numb from the cold.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar of beasts engulfed everything.

The sound waves penetrated flesh and blood, causing even bones to tremble.

Chen Guan and his two companions stood on a vast, frozen basin.

Beneath my feet lay solid, dark blue ice, and above me hung a leaden gray sky.

In the dim light of the surrounding area, the scarlet eyes of the beast lit up one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the will-o'-the-wisps had spread into a vast, prairie-like expanse, numbering in the hundreds and thousands.

An overwhelming pressure descended upon them.

The air was so heavy you could squeeze water out of it; every breath felt like it was pulling at your lungs, causing excruciating pain.

"That old bastard is serious!"

Hong Yuan cursed angrily, regretting that she shouldn't have agreed to that damn condition and come to this wretched place.

Cursing was useless now, so she slammed her giant axe into the ground. The solid ice shattered with a crack, revealing spiderweb-like patterns. With a swift movement, Red Kite transformed into a streak of crimson fire and crashed into the nearest few giant ice wolves.

"roar!"

The giant wolf roared, its sound almost tearing eardrums apart.

Red Kite's axe blade sliced ​​through the air, accompanied by a whistling sound.

With a soft thud, she cleaved the head and spine of a giant wolf in two with a single axe stroke.

Hot, bloody beast blood mixed with brain matter spurted out.

Before the scalding liquid even hit the ground, three or four even more ferocious monsters pounced from the flanks.

Her fangs and claws engulfed her in an instant.

Yin Chen's face turned ashen; he didn't have a freakish physique like Hong Yuan.

With a flick of the fingertip, countless wind blades, seemingly solid, hissed and pierced the most vulnerable joints and eye sockets of the demonic beasts. The wind blades tore through flesh, and blood mist dissipated.

However, this amount of damage, when it fell into the horde of beasts, didn't even cause a ripple.

The monsters were fearless and charged forward one after another.

Soon, he and Hong Yuan were completely separated.

The two were instantly plunged into a fierce battle, surrounded and divided by an endless horde of beasts.

Yin Chen's fingertips flashed with wind blades, shattering the fangs of an ice bear.

He spun around, narrowly avoiding a cheetah's attack.

On the icy plains, the beast tide stretched endlessly.

He was completely separated from Hong Yuan and surrounded.

Red Kite roared and swung its giant axe, sending the three giant ice wolves flying.

The muscles in her arms trembled uncontrollably, and her breathing was hot and rapid.

Physical strength is exhausted.

Sweat mixed with blood condensed into a thin layer of ice on her body.

"Come on! Come on, everyone!"

Her eyes were bloodshot as she vented her emotions on a group of people who couldn't understand her.

But even more monsters followed in their footsteps.

Fangs and claws intertwine to form a tightening web of death.

Yin Chen's face was gloomy. He was well aware of Hong Yuan's predicament. He might dislike her, but he couldn't bear to leave her to die. However, he was tied down by a group of psychic ice monsters and couldn't get away.

Damn it.

He cursed under his breath.

He knew very well that among the beasts in this beast king's lair, there were many demons whose ranks were far higher than theirs.

Although we don't know Instructor Jing's purpose, it seems like he really tried to ruin them.

Chen Guan stood still, looking at Hong Yuan being overwhelmed by the beast tide, and then at Yin Chen being surrounded and attacked by the group.

He was fully aware of Instructor Jing's good intentions.

That being the case...

Chen Guan gently placed the coffin on his back onto the ground.

The coffin made a muffled thud when it came into contact with the solid ice.

He didn't look at Hong Yuan and Yin Chen, nor at the surrounding monsters.

A jet-black scythe appeared out of thin air, its blade gleaming with a cold, eerie light. He gripped the scythe tightly, his body slightly hunched.

If you want to see my strength, then I'll show you.

A giant ice wolf pounced on him; it was enormous and had sharp fangs.

This time, Chen Guan did not dodge. He swung his scythe, and the giant wolf's body froze in mid-air before breaking in two.

Then came the second, then the third. Chen Guan's figure had already disappeared, leaving a trail of afterimages as he weaved through the beast tide.

The scythes flew, each swing taking the life of a demon beast. Countless soulless demon cores fell to the ground, losing their original luster.

The monsters didn't even have time to howl before their bodies instantly lost their life force.

Hong Yuan stared wide-eyed at the coffin.

The coffin that she had always protected and regarded as a lucky charm.

She stared at the figure, the disbelief in her heart making it almost impossible for her to hold the giant axe.

That was the true form of the Grim Reaper, who stepped out of hell.

The beast tide was torn apart before her eyes.

The giant wolves of the ice field, which had been relentlessly pursuing her, were now falling in droves.

They couldn't even get close to the coffin; the original hunters had completely become the prey.

"this……"

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Her understanding was shattered.

Yin Chen's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He watched as the coffin roamed through the beast tide.

That wasn't a battle.

That was a massacre.

He guessed that Chen Guan was hiding his strength, but he always thought that his true strength was at most about the same as those other people in Huaqing.

After all, as far as he knew, An Changqing was the strongest in Huaqing's class, and Chen Guan couldn't possibly be stronger than him.

But the scene before him was far beyond his comprehension.

Who is he?

A tremendous storm raged within Yin Chen's heart.

The person in front of me is also putting on an act at Huaqing; his strength is definitely above that of An Changqing, Long Ao, and the others.

The beast tide was decreasing rapidly at a visible speed, the basin was frozen, and the noisy roars of the beasts disappeared.

All that remained was the whistling sound of the scythe cutting through the air and the faint sound of the monster's body shattering.

A few minutes later.

When the last giant ice wolf fell under Chen Guan's scythe, the entire basin returned to silence.

The ground was in mess.

The icy plains were almost stained blood-red, and the air was thick with the unpleasant smell of blood.

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, limbs severed – this horrific scene is more cult-like than any other cult; an ordinary person watching it would probably vomit for three days and three nights.

Chen Guan put away his sickle.

The black scythe drew an arc in the air and disappeared into thin air.

It leaves no trace, only a faint, lingering scent of death in the air.

He bent down and picked up the coffin from the ground again.

His movements were fluid and natural; the massacre had left no trace on him.

His expression was calm, and there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes.

He looked at the dumbfounded Hong Yuan and Yin Chen, his tone indifferent.

"Get ready, don't waste time."

Hong Yuan and Yin Chen stood frozen in place.

Her knuckles tightened, gripping the axe handle so tightly it creaked.

She and Yin Chen looked at each other and read the same emotion in each other's eyes.

Horror, and an instinctive fear of power.

They watched as Chen Guan carried the coffin on his back and strode forward.

His back remained calm, seemingly no different from before.

But at this moment, it exudes a sense of oppression that is impossible to look directly at.

Hong Yuan swallowed hard.

She felt she might need to redefine the term "lucky charm".

Where did this god of death come from?

Thinking about what she had said earlier, she broke out in a cold sweat.

Yin Chen's gaze was fixed on Chen Guan's back.

He recalled the fear he felt at the mentally-based human-faced bat in the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons.

That was not an illusion.

Yin Chen's heart skipped a beat and then began to pound wildly like a drum.

A thought uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

Who exactly is he?