The rhythmic sound of pouring rain filled the air.
Zhao Kongcheng, clad in a soaked crimson cloak, stood with a straight knife in hand, his entire body drenched in a mix of rain and blood, presenting a thoroughly disheveled appearance. Yet, his eyes shone as brightly as the stars in the night sky.
So, this was the Forbidden Territory.
Exhilarating!
Absolutely exhilarating!
Across from him, the Ghost-Faced King stared in disbelief at its empty right arm. The pallid ghostly face seemed contorted in shock.
It couldn't comprehend how the rat it had recently been dominating could suddenly unleash such tremendous power.
But its intelligence was lacking, and time was not on its side.
Zhao Kongcheng moved.
Empowered by the medicinal effects of Ghost God's Elixir, his body had forgotten all wounds, returning to its peak state. He resembled an arrow released from a bow, hurtling towards the Ghost-Faced King.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The Ghost-Faced King, now bereft of its right arm, had descended into a state of frenzied rage.
Its muscles bulged, body expanding by a full circle. Legs bent, massive form leaped into the air, creating splashes of water around.
Mid-air, two figures collided at breakneck speed.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Their movements were so swift that they blurred, leaving behind black crescent moon-shaped slashes on the ground.
Initially, Zhao Kongcheng's knife couldn't breach the Ghost-Faced King's defenses, being vastly inferior in both strength and speed. This explained the severe beating he had received earlier.
However, now with the skill "Vanishing Moon of Extinction," Zhao Kongcheng's killing power had reached terrifying levels. Each stroke left a profound blood trail on the Ghost-Faced King's body.
Although Zhao Kongcheng still lagged in strength and speed, compensating for the deficiencies in his killing power allowed him to make up for other shortcomings through experience.
Even with a significant gap in physical prowess compared to the Ghost-Faced King, he managed to pound the opponent into submission.
Indeed, Zhao Kongcheng hadn't lied. With the Forbidden Territory, he could kill the Ghost-Faced King eight hundred times over.
Given ample time, soloing the Ghost-Faced King was just a matter of time. Yet, the crucial point was, he didn't have that much time.
While the Ghost God's Elixir could unleash a person's full potential, its duration was limited. Nearly ten seconds had passed since Zhao Kongcheng activated the Forbidden Territory, leaving him with little time.
As he continued battling the Ghost-Faced King, Zhao Kongcheng keenly felt his strength waning. The concealed pains were gradually resurfacing.
Even the black crescent moons he swung were diminishing in size.
Sensing his changing condition, the Ghost-Faced King, willing to expend its essence, intensified its assault.
After a few more exchanges, the Ghost-Faced King seized an opportunity, landing a heavy punch on Zhao Kongcheng's chest.
Boom!
A muffled sound echoed in the air as Zhao Kongcheng, like a kite with its string severed, flew out and crashed heavily onto the ground.
"Ugh... Why does it hurt so much..."
Pain surged through him like a turbulent wave, assaulting every nerve. Gritting his teeth, bloodshot eyes stared at the Ghost-Faced King.
He could still breathe, the Forbidden Territory was intact, and he could still fight.
The Ghost-Faced King hadn't perished yet.
He couldn't fall!
Using the knife to support himself on the ground, Zhao Kongcheng swayed as he stood up. At that moment, an unexpected event occurred.
Boom!
A loud noise came from behind Zhao Kongcheng. The sky above trembled slightly, revealing a crack.
This is...
Zhao Kongcheng, with widened eyes, looked at the sky and seemed to realize something. Swiftly turning around, not far from him, an invisible curtain shielding the sky had torn open.
In that broken gap, a golden-eyed youth with soaked hair walked towards them.
Zhao Kongcheng opened his mouth wide, his expression akin to seeing a ghost.
"How... How did you get in?!"
Lin Qiye, lifting his rain-drenched hair, revealed eyes ablaze with fiery intensity. He sighed helplessly.
"I have to admit, this 'Void Domain' is quite sturdy. Fortunately, I have these eyes, which can find its weakest point. Also, it's fortunate... it's nighttime."
Zhao Kongcheng only understood the first part, but it couldn't answer his burning question.
"You've just reached the 'Zhan' Realm. How can you possess such formidable strength? No, wait... you don't even have a weapon. How did you break through the 'Void Domain'?"
"You might not believe it when I tell you," Lin Qiye calmly spoke, "I just gave it a glance, and it opened."
Zhao Kongcheng:...
Lin Qiye wasn't lying. Enhanced by the nighttime, he could feel his eyes significantly strengthened, though not to the exaggerated level of five times. Even twice as strong was considerable.
Before obtaining the Starry Night Dancer, he could single-handedly defeat the Ghost-Faced Man. Now, with the additional enhancement from the night, he could break through the 'Void Domain.'
However, the mental toll was immense. Merely a single glance nearly depleted his spiritual power.
Lin Qiye glanced at the battered Ghost-Faced King, then observed the numerous knife scars covering the ground. When he looked at Zhao Kongcheng, his expression became strange.
"You say you don't have a Forbidden Territory? Can a person create these?"
Zhao Kongcheng couldn't be bothered to explain. His time was truly running out.
"Stop the chatter, move aside."
"I can help you fight."
"I know. Just step aside for now," Zhao Kongcheng turned to him, "One slash. After this slash, you can help me. There's no rush."
"Got it." Lin Qiye stepped aside.
Zhao Kongcheng took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the knife handle, and fixed his gaze on the nearby Ghost-Faced King.
"Kid."
"Yes?"
"Watch this slash closely."
"Why?"
"This slash... will be incredibly handsome."
"..."
Before Lin Qiye could reveal a look of disdain, Zhao Kongcheng forcefully pushed off the ground, unleashing astonishing speed as he charged towards the Ghost-Faced King.
The Ghost-Faced King, sensing its imminent demise, stood vigilant in place, ready to block his attack.
Zhao Kongcheng's eyes glowed like ignited torches, growing increasingly brighter.
Breaking through the rain curtain, he rushed towards the Ghost-Faced King, nothing extravagant.
Lifting his hand,
Swinging the knife.
A colossal crescent moon, unseen by the naked eye, cut through the night sky at an incomprehensible speed, slicing every raindrop in its path in half.
The speed of this slash was so fast that even the powerful Ghost-Faced King couldn't easily evade it.
Even if it wanted to dodge, given its current state, it couldn't.
Thus,
The black crescent moon sliced across the sky,
Gently,
Beheading the grotesque-faced head of the Ghost-Faced King.
The rhythmic sound of pouring rain filled the air.
Zhao Kongcheng, clad in a soaked crimson cloak, stood with a straight knife in hand, his entire body drenched in a mix of rain and blood, presenting a thoroughly disheveled appearance. Yet, his eyes shone as brightly as the stars in the night sky.
So, this was the Forbidden Territory.
Exhilarating!
Absolutely exhilarating!
Across from him, the Ghost-Faced King stared in disbelief at its empty right arm. The pallid ghostly face seemed contorted in shock.
It couldn't comprehend how the rat it had recently been dominating could suddenly unleash such tremendous power.
But its intelligence was lacking, and time was not on its side.
Zhao Kongcheng moved.
Empowered by the medicinal effects of Ghost God's Elixir, his body had forgotten all wounds, returning to its peak state. He resembled an arrow released from a bow, hurtling towards the Ghost-Faced King.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The Ghost-Faced King, now bereft of its right arm, had descended into a state of frenzied rage.
Its muscles bulged, body expanding by a full circle. Legs bent, massive form leaped into the air, creating splashes of water around.
Mid-air, two figures collided at breakneck speed.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Their movements were so swift that they blurred, leaving behind black crescent moon-shaped slashes on the ground.
Initially, Zhao Kongcheng's knife couldn't breach the Ghost-Faced King's defenses, being vastly inferior in both strength and speed. This explained the severe beating he had received earlier.
However, now with the skill "Vanishing Moon of Extinction," Zhao Kongcheng's killing power had reached terrifying levels. Each stroke left a profound blood trail on the Ghost-Faced King's body.
Although Zhao Kongcheng still lagged in strength and speed, compensating for the deficiencies in his killing power allowed him to make up for other shortcomings through experience.
Even with a significant gap in physical prowess compared to the Ghost-Faced King, he managed to pound the opponent into submission.
Indeed, Zhao Kongcheng hadn't lied. With the Forbidden Territory, he could kill the Ghost-Faced King eight hundred times over.
Given ample time, soloing the Ghost-Faced King was just a matter of time. Yet, the crucial point was, he didn't have that much time.
While the Ghost God's Elixir could unleash a person's full potential, its duration was limited. Nearly ten seconds had passed since Zhao Kongcheng activated the Forbidden Territory, leaving him with little time.
As he continued battling the Ghost-Faced King, Zhao Kongcheng keenly felt his strength waning. The concealed pains were gradually resurfacing.
Even the black crescent moons he swung were diminishing in size.
Sensing his changing condition, the Ghost-Faced King, willing to expend its essence, intensified its assault.
After a few more exchanges, the Ghost-Faced King seized an opportunity, landing a heavy punch on Zhao Kongcheng's chest.
Boom!
A muffled sound echoed in the air as Zhao Kongcheng, like a kite with its string severed, flew out and crashed heavily onto the ground.
"Ugh... Why does it hurt so much..."
Pain surged through him like a turbulent wave, assaulting every nerve. Gritting his teeth, bloodshot eyes stared at the Ghost-Faced King.
He could still breathe, the Forbidden Territory was intact, and he could still fight.
The Ghost-Faced King hadn't perished yet.
He couldn't fall!
Using the knife to support himself on the ground, Zhao Kongcheng swayed as he stood up. At that moment, an unexpected event occurred.
Boom!
A loud noise came from behind Zhao Kongcheng. The sky above trembled slightly, revealing a crack.
This is...
Zhao Kongcheng, with widened eyes, looked at the sky and seemed to realize something. Swiftly turning around, not far from him, an invisible curtain shielding the sky had torn open.
In that broken gap, a golden-eyed youth with soaked hair walked towards them.
Zhao Kongcheng opened his mouth wide, his expression akin to seeing a ghost.
"How... How did you get in?!"
Lin Qiye, lifting his rain-drenched hair, revealed eyes ablaze with fiery intensity. He sighed helplessly.
"I have to admit, this 'Void Domain' is quite sturdy. Fortunately, I have these eyes, which can find its weakest point. Also, it's fortunate... it's nighttime."
Zhao Kongcheng only understood the first part, but it couldn't answer his burning question.
"You've just reached the 'Zhan' Realm. How can you possess such formidable strength? No, wait... you don't even have a weapon. How did you break through the 'Void Domain'?"
"You might not believe it when I tell you," Lin Qiye calmly spoke, "I just gave it a glance, and it opened."
Zhao Kongcheng:...
Lin Qiye wasn't lying. Enhanced by the nighttime, he could feel his eyes significantly strengthened, though not to the exaggerated level of five times. Even twice as strong was considerable.
Before obtaining the Starry Night Dancer, he could single-handedly defeat the Ghost-Faced Man. Now, with the additional enhancement from the night, he could break through the 'Void Domain.'
However, the mental toll was immense. Merely a single glance nearly depleted his spiritual power.
Lin Qiye glanced at the battered Ghost-Faced King, then observed the numerous knife scars covering the ground. When he looked at Zhao Kongcheng, his expression became strange.
"You say you don't have a Forbidden Territory? Can a person create these?"
Zhao Kongcheng couldn't be bothered to explain. His time was truly running out.
"Stop the chatter, move aside."
"I can help you fight."
"I know. Just step aside for now," Zhao Kongcheng turned to him, "One slash. After this slash, you can help me. There's no rush."
"Got it." Lin Qiye stepped aside.
Zhao Kongcheng took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the knife handle, and fixed his gaze on the nearby Ghost-Faced King.
"Kid."
"Yes?"
"Watch this slash closely."
"Why?"
"This slash... will be incredibly handsome."
"..."
Before Lin Qiye could reveal a look of disdain, Zhao Kongcheng forcefully pushed off the ground, unleashing astonishing speed as he charged towards the Ghost-Faced King.
The Ghost-Faced King, sensing its imminent demise, stood vigilant in place, ready to block his attack.
Zhao Kongcheng's eyes glowed like ignited torches, growing increasingly brighter.
Breaking through the rain curtain, he rushed towards the Ghost-Faced King, nothing extravagant.
Lifting his hand,
Swinging the knife.
A colossal crescent moon, unseen by the naked eye, cut through the night sky at an incomprehensible speed, slicing every raindrop in its path in half.
The speed of this slash was so fast that even the powerful Ghost-Faced King couldn't easily evade it.
Even if it wanted to dodge, given its current state, it couldn't.
Thus,
The black crescent moon sliced across the sky,
Gently,
Beheading the grotesque-faced head of the Ghost-Faced King.
