Chapter 123 Not Right

"Not right!"

"Very not right!"

Not far from the camp, the white-haired ghost, entangled in battle with Mu Qingyang, realized something was amiss.

The attack launched by the three fourth-ranks working together should have crushed the camp's defenses with overwhelming force!

But in just over ten minutes...

Two of them were dead!

Now...only he remained of the three!

How could that third-rank mentalist named Gu Shen be so strong?

The white-haired ghost looked towards the top of the small mountain behind the camp. He saw the young man holding the Silver Child's head, looking at him. A chill ran down his spine...Before setting out, he'd felt like someone in this camp was watching him.

Now he was sure!

It was Gu Shen!!

Before he could think further, a cold laugh exploded in his ear.

"Daring to be distracted while fighting me?!"

This was a contest of strength, allowing no room for the slightest slackening. Mu Qingyang seized the opportunity once more, vibrating his spear shaft, instantly stabbing three times deeper, unleashing another spray of blood mist—

Blood trickled from the white-haired ghost's lips.

Thugs weren't truly unafraid of death. They were thugs precisely to stay alive!

But when a thug realized that death was truly about to befall him...

They too...would feel fear.

The white-haired ghost looked towards the direction from which he and his companions had come, towards where Yuan Zhong was. The boss had "locked onto" this camp for a long time...Could he still not have completed the final steps of his術?

He should have fled.

The reason he hadn't fled was because Yuan Zhong was behind him.

If he fled just like that, Yuan Zhong would surely settle accounts with him.

Aside from that...he had been in the Snow Cage for nearly ten years. He knew all too well how terrifying Yuan Zhong's strength was. The Snow Cage was a truly dog-eat-dog world, where the most brutal criminals were locked up together, and to have dignity in the Snow Cage, one needed to speak with one's fists.

Here, third-ranks were worth less than dogs, and fourth-ranks were everywhere.

The true "giants" were top-tier experts locked up alone in the "core area."

They were too dangerous.

Occasionally, they were let out, but only under the personal supervision of wardens like "Ghost Snow"...To prevent this level of transcendent from staying in one place for too long and doing something that would truly disrupt the Snow Cage's order.

They would be transferred regularly, under strict supervision throughout.

Yuan Zhong was this kind of "super criminal." His Cutting ability was a great weapon for breaking out of prison. He had been caught because he encountered a ceiling-level powerhouse like Mister Shan.

Even so, "black silver handcuffs" had to be used to restrain him.

After Yuan Zhong was arrested, he was sent directly to the core area of the Heavenly Sheath.

Mister Shan's style was extremely cautious. After some time had passed, ensuring that Yuan Zhong's ability had greatly deteriorated under the influence of the Heavenly Sheath and reached its lowest point, he ordered the retrieval of those extremely precious "black silver handcuffs," replacing them with purple silver shackles sufficient to suppress the ability after its decline.

However.

No one could have imagined that the prison built around the Heavenly Sheath would one day be torn apart by the Heavenly Sheath itself.

After the Heavenly Sheath's suppression weakened.

The amount of transcendent originium that Yuan Zhong could control rapidly recovered. He first used Cutting to break free from the purple silver, and then used Cutting to avoid the most violent impact of the Heavenly Sheath's core area—

Yes.

His ability allowed him to emerge unscathed from this explosion.

He hadn't suffered even a single scratch!

However, others weren't so lucky.

Poison Ghost, Silver Child, White-Haired Ghost, they were also imprisoned in the Heavenly Sheath's core area near the Stone Sword. The moment the explosion occurred, they used their strength to avoid the most deadly fragments, but were still struck by some of the stone shards...

The Heavenly Sheath's curse had already merged into their blood!

Tonight's attack on the camp was to dissipate the curse...On the way here, they had killed a group of Snow Cage escapees they encountered on the road. The bloodstains on their black robes also came from those poor unfortunates.

In a dog-eat-dog world, even criminals wouldn't show each other sympathy.

It was also because of that encounter that they discovered that the Heavenly Sheath fragment's curse seemed to be transferable...At least, through plunder, they could dissipate some of the curse within their bodies.

The original plan was for the three of them to charge into the camp and spread the "Heavenly Sheath curse" to these Nagano enforcers.

Then Yuan Zhong would strike.

With Cutting, he would bury the entire camp. In this way, the curse on the three of them could be greatly alleviated...

The "Heavenly Sheath fragments" were constantly eroding their originium.

This was a torment more terrifying than the death penalty!

If the plan went smoothly, perhaps they wouldn't have to die!

But now, the white-haired ghost didn't have time to think about the "Heavenly Sheath curse." He had only one thought in his mind: that Yuan Zhong quickly make a move and erase the entire camp!

Otherwise, the next to die might be him!

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In the snowy mountains, blood rained down.

Gu Shen held Silver Child's head, standing on the snowy cliff, glancing at the direction of Mu Qingyang...He had already killed "Poison Ghost" and "Silver Child," but these two were still locked in a fierce struggle. This speed of combat was a bit slow.

He had overlooked one thing.

Those like him, fused with "Netherfire," and invincible in mental battles, were extremely rare.

In a duel between high-level transcendents, even if there was a difference in strength, it often took some time...

So, it wasn't that Mu Qingyang was too slow to resolve the battle.

But that he was too fast.

"I might as well help him deal with the white-haired ghost. It's just a matter of one cut..."

Gu Shen thought so in his heart.

However, his expression suddenly became serious, because he didn't immediately move. Standing where Silver Child had been, he saw the entire camp. It was because of this observation that Gu Shen keenly noticed something was wrong...In roughly a one-mile radius, the area originally covered by "Red Sea," at the corners of this area, a silver-white "space" seemed to be distorting!

Space...distorting?

"It's Cutting!"

Gu Shen suddenly raised his head, looking towards the distant direction sensed by Chihuo...After he had plundered Poison Ghost and then killed Silver Child, although it was done in one fell swoop, taking only a short time, that time was enough for Yuan Zhong to react.

If Yuan Zhong really wanted to save Silver Child—

The moment Poison Ghost died, he could have used Cutting to take Silver Child away.

No matter how strong he was, he couldn't have reached Silver Child in an instant to interrupt the activation of Cutting.

Gu Shen turned his head.

He looked in all directions, surveying his surroundings...A series of "blurred spatial zones" formed a complete, flawless circle!

At this moment, Gu Shen understood what Yuan Zhong wanted to do.

This guy, hiding dozens of miles away, wasn't watching from the sidelines to avoid the battle, but was brewing a big move...The raid launched by Poison Ghost and the other two was powerful and highly impactful. Even he, when facing it, hadn't noticed the true killing intent hidden beneath this surging tide!

An entire mile of space had been "cut" by Yuan Zhong.

The more powerful the force, the more difficult it was to use...

Activating an ability of this scale must require a long "preparation time," and during this preparation period, Yuan Zhong needed to protect his own safety, so he hid in the farthest place.

In a safe position, he delivered the highest output.

When he saw the scale of this huge Cutting activation, Gu Shen's scalp went numb. Yuan Zhong wanted to cut the entire enforcer camp...He showed no mercy, expanding the cutting range greatly, even including his own companion, the "White-Haired Ghost."

One had to know.

This Cutting had been prepared long ago!

At that time, Gu Shen hadn't killed Poison Ghost or Silver Child...Yuan Zhong's original intention was to bury these three here!

Just then.

A tremor came from within the camp.

The snowy mountain began to shake.

Pine needles fell from the mountain, startling a few white birds...But after flying a few hundred meters, they crashed into a "blurred space" in mid-air, exploding without warning, without even having time to utter a miserable cry!

This scene attracted everyone's attention.

The people in the camp had just escaped from the "Silver Child's" dream, and were still somewhat shaken.

The snowy mountain behind the camp was crumbling, and someone looked up in surprise, "Earthquake?"

Countless snowdrifts slid down the mountainside.

Someone murmured, "Avalanche?"

Hearing this loud noise, everyone except the white-haired ghost, who looked delighted, was somewhat bewildered, not knowing what was happening.

It wasn't until the ground cracked that they realized this wasn't so simple.

A mile away, at the junction of land, with a snap, the originally flat snowfield suddenly burst with a crisp sound. Under the effect of Cutting, a huge rock formation was misaligned, fractured, and rapidly spreading.

"Rumble rumble rumble—"

The muffled sound of the land tearing made the expressions of every transcendent on the snowfield turn ugly.

"What the hell is this?!"

"The earth is breaking apart, are we sinking?!"

The initial crack quickly widened, rapidly spreading, turning into a huge circle.

At this moment, the smile on the face of the white-haired ghost, who was fighting with Mu Qingyang, suddenly froze.

He watched that crack spread from the distant snowfield horizon, encompassing the entire snowfield, including the camp, and then circling far behind him, encompassing himself...as well.

"Fuck..."

Of course, the white-haired ghost knew what this meant.

His expression became terrified, and he immediately cursed, "Mu Qingyang, I'm not fighting anymore! Let go of me, you bastard!"

Mu Qingyang frowned, watching the spread of this chasm.

Of course, he couldn't let go.

In this contest of strength, whoever released their force first might be stabbed in the back!

The white-haired ghost roared, "Are you fucking crazy? Don't you want to live? If we don't escape, we'll all die!"

Mu Qingyang's eyes darkened.

He still didn't let go.

He had heard too much of this kind of nonsense in Jiu Ning. He knew very well that as long as he let go...it would be equivalent to handing over his weakest point to the white-haired ghost.

"If that's the case..."

So he said coldly, "Then let's die together."