Chapter 1103 - 391: Friends, We Might Die, But I Am Glad...

Fang Qingyu could easily guess the opponent’s purpose with just his toes.

It’s nothing more than some kind of blood sacrifice.

Such things have been happening ever since his first encounter with the Life Ghost.

Just differences in scale and target.

But why did Fang Qingyu, knowing it was a trap, knowing the opponent had ulterior motives, still lead his army forward without any hesitation, stepping in and swallowing these baits one by one?

The answer is simple.

Because no matter what purpose the Life Ghost had.

The Life Ghost itself is an existence that must be exterminated!

They are the eternal undead enemies of the race.

As for the aftermath of killing them?!

It’s nothing more than blood-sacrificing some more terrifying monster.

Or completing some kind of ritual.

To achieve some purpose, that’s all.

Fang Qingyu was already mentally prepared for this.

If he could bear it, he would bear it himself.

If he couldn’t, then let Old Man Hong handle it.

If the sky falls, there’s someone taller to hold it up.

Moreover, the key is, whether Fang Qingyu and they kill or not.

As long as the Life Ghost was determined for a blood sacrifice.

They could always find a way to achieve their goals.

Could it be that just because the Life Ghost wanted a blood sacrifice, humans should be shackled, allowing the Life Ghost to brazenly hunt their compatriots right under their noses without doing anything?

So, there’s only one conclusion.

As long as the Life Ghost dares to offer up the meat, they dare to kill!

The more they kill, the better, the faster, the better.

And at this moment, hundreds of royal Life Ghosts were just quietly hidden in the void.

Surrounding him.

But not attacking immediately.

This meaning was also very clear.

They weren’t here to besiege him Fang Qingyu at all costs.

More like keeping him and the army below occupied.

They feared Fang Qingyu would retreat with the army.

Disrupting this sacrifice.

Unfortunately.

They got one thing wrong.

Fang Qingyu slowly lowered his head, his starry eyes landing on the Deep Blue embankment swiftly forming a circular defense line, issuing earth-shattering "kill" cries against the black tide.

Watching Ji Wuya’s white hair stained with blood.

Leading a squad from the Sharp Blade Squad, madly cleaning up the remaining Life Ghosts within the stronghold.

Watching Chu Kuanglan plant his Giant Sword into the ground, his burly figure standing at the forefront of the circular defense line.

Issuing a provocative roar at the surging black tide ahead.

Watching as each Dawn Warrior’s eyes held not fear.

But were instead ignited with an even more furious fighting spirit.

This march, from the moment they stepped out of the City of Dawn...

He... and they...

Fang Qingyu’s gaze swept over those sixty thousand faces.

Had never thought of retreating half a step!

Below, with Ji Wuya, Chu Kuanglan, Jiang Wei, and Wei Banmeng leading the charge.

With the Dawn Corps and Cold Bone Fjord veterans tempered by repeated blood and fire, cooperating seamlessly, their combat power ferocious.

Fang Qingyu had absolute confidence in them.

Therefore, this moment, suspended in the air, Fang Qingyu.

No need to rush to help the army below break the siege.

Instead, actively turning his gaze.

Looking at those hundreds of royal figures hidden in the surrounding void.

Starry eyes rotating precisely falling on each royal figure.

"Hiss..."

"He... he looked over here?!"

"He can see us!?"

"How is that possible?! Our concealment can hardly be detected even by ordinary Tier Four Peaks!"

"An illusion! It must be an illusion! The Invincible Technique grants combat power, not all-around perception!"

"But his eyes... feel like they’re locking onto us..."

In the surrounding void, spiritual waves intertwined intensely.

Full of suspicion.

Fang Qingyu’s calm, sweeping gaze.

Brought them a chilling feeling of being targeted by something terrifying.

And at this moment, Fang Qingyu.

Wasn’t thinking about how to break through.

Much less how to retreat.

He was thinking about how to fight!?

How to kill more!

Run?

That’s impossible.

Having finally encountered so many royals gathered together.

Now they, to complete the blood sacrifice.

Instead became shackles binding themselves.

They dare not easily kill the human army below, nor could they allow him to order a retreat.

As for killing himself?

Fang Qingyu admitted he currently had no assurance of leaving all hundreds of royals.

However, if he only wanted to survive...

He had absolute confidence.

100% assurance.

In the air, under this silent and eerie atmosphere, time ticked away second by second.

Until a roar came from within the stronghold.

"Scumbags! Die for me!"

Boom——

Accompanied by a loud explosion and countless Life Ghosts’ wailing as they died.

The highest White Bone Tower at the core of the stronghold, under Ji Wuya’s fierce Sword Qi, collapsed with a crash!

Smoke and blood mist spiraled into the sky.

Resisting within the stronghold was utterly purged.

"Soldiers, follow me to kill our way out!"

Ji Wuya’s white hair stood on end, armor soaked with blood, the huge Horse-cutting Saber in his hand pointing directly at the outskirts of the stronghold where the black ocean-like Life Ghost tide surged.

He led the just-finished internal cleanup, the most murderous army.

Bravely crashing into the outer circular defense line.

Launching a counter-charge against the boundless black tide.

"Kill—"

Ji Wuya’s roar was like igniting the last spark.

And at that moment, high in the air, Fang Qingyu, silent for a long time.

His starry eyes suddenly accelerated in their rotation.

His thoughts just ended.

"Unfortunately, I still couldn’t think of a way to catch them all at once."

Fang Qingyu’s heart swept by a flash of regret.

"Then I can only try to collect as much interest as possible."

At that moment, Fang Qingyu moved.

His figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

The next moment!

In the void closest to Fang Qingyu’s original position.