Chapter 998 367: Unnameable Entity, Physical Hypnosis Technique! (2)

The white-haired corpse seemed to want to retort, but just let out a grunt.

"Grunt your M head!"

Xu Fu swung his backhand and knocked on the white-haired corpse's forehead.

"That thing he turned into at the end, that disgusting pile of meat, what was it? It was his ultimate divine descent technique! That aura! That pressure! Couldn't you three waste feel it?! That thing could crush the four of us into dust with just a flick of a finger! Even the Earth Palace couldn't withstand his meddling; it exploded directly."

The gray-haired corpse hugged the bone axe, letting out a pitiful whine.

"Whine my ass! Feeling wronged?!"

Xu Fu was amused to the point of anger, pointing at the gray-haired corpse, "And then what? Such a powerful thing, who took it down?! Huh?! It was that guy earlier! Our master took it down in one move! Just one move! A shower of stars came crashing down like a friggin' hailstorm! That meat pile didn't even leave any residue! Tell me, what's the concept of this?!"

The three mummified corpses were left dizzy and confused by Xu Fu's rapid-fire rage and knocks.

However, Xu Fu's words, especially the last description of the falling stars everywhere.

Finally awakened their last bit of thinking capacity.

Yeah...

That master called Chen Yuanshan, at the end, became so massive, so terrifying...

Just his aura was enough to pin them down...

Then...

He was smashed by those stars summoned by that human...

Even the Earth Palace exploded...

The ghost fire flickered violently in the eye sockets of the three corpses.

Their anger and confusion quickly retreated like the ebbing tide.

Replaced by immense bewilderment and a belated sense of fear.

They looked at Xu Fu, then in the direction where Fang Qingyu disappeared, then at themselves, finally at each other, and let out meaningless grunts mixed with thick confusion and a hint of... cowardice.

Seeing the three dumbasses in this CPU-overloaded dazed state.

Xu Fu's anger subsided for the most part, leaving only deep helplessness.

He rubbed his temples and sighed deeply:

"...A bunch of idiots."

He waved his hand, and an invisible force swept up the still somewhat dazed mummified corpses.

"Let's go! While we still have time, hurry and get your asses ashore!"

As he dragged them towards the icy shore not far away, Xu Fu nagged incessantly:

"Find a place, I need to give you three blockheads a proper lesson, and by the way, catch up on the changes in this world, know what year it is now, so you won't embarrass me or hold me back when following our master... following Lord Fang in the future."

His tone was stern, yet carried a hint of subtle concern.

"I'm telling you guys..." Xu Fu's voice dispersed in the cold wind, "If anyone dares to mess up again, dare to cause trouble for Lord Fang, dare to hold him back... no need for Lord Fang to do it, I'll tear him apart first, got it?!"

"Grunt..."

"Whimper..."

"Howl..."

The three mummified corpses let out a weak and obedient response.

Their shadows, along with Xu Fu's words, grew farther and farther away.

Soon disappearing into the darkness of the Arctic Coastline.

...

City of Injustice.

The dome had already closed again, blocking out the outside wind and starlight.

Enshrouding the city in its hustle and bustle and lights once more.

It was past midnight.

The sky had not yet brightened.

But the entire city was in complete upheaval.

Almost every window was lit.

The streets were teeming with people, ten times more crowded than the busiest night market.

No one felt the slightest hint of sleepiness.

After experiencing the night's mythic and epic series of shocks.

All kinds of emotions were impacting everyone's nerves.

The air was filled with an almost fanatical excitement.

Everyone was discussing everything that happened tonight.

And among them, the most frequently mentioned names were the Celestial Punishment Association and Fang Qingyu.

"My heavens... those stars crashing down... I've never seen anything like it in my life..."

"Celestial Punishment Association? Bah! Nonsense about gods! It's just a man-eating monster, Thunder God did well killing it!"

"Fang Qingyu... Thunder God... what realm is he exactly in?"

"From now on in the City of Injustice, the Cyan Dragon Gang is Heaven! Who agrees? Who disagrees?!"

"Seems like the Lingxiao Association also picked a side? Ghost Elder led the charge!"

Throughout the streets and alleys, bars, tea houses, even rooftops and balconies.

Everywhere were people flushed with excitement, spittle flying as they talked.

People from different social strata put aside their usual divisions, engaging in heated discussions.

Arguing over every detail of tonight's events.

And of all the grand scenes tonight.

The most shocking one naturally belonged to that scene of countless stars falling from the sky, obliterating a hundred-meter giant statue in an instant.

This event had already been recorded and uploaded online.

Given how hot this was.

It wouldn't be long.

Before it quickly spread to the outside Federation.

Meanwhile.

The headquarters of the Cyan Dragon Gang in the Gray Rock District was exceptionally quiet.

Especially the building that belonged to Fang Qingyu and the core team members.

Inside the villa was silent.

A sudden starlight fell on the doorstep.

Fang Qingyu's figure emerged from the light.

And he pushed the door open and entered.

"Qingzi!"

Qi Hao, who was originally sitting on the sofa, fingers tapping the armrest thoughtlessly, sprang up.

His face was immediately filled with excitement and a lingering hint of shock: "You're back... that old beast Chen Yuanshan..."

He was so excited he was almost incoherent.

Fang Qingyu's face showed a slight smile, waving his hand to interrupt Qi Hao's endless chatter: "The situation over there is resolved. Is the person still in the basement?"

Qi Hao immediately stopped talking, his expression turning serious as he nodded: "Yes, Old Qin is watching over them down there."

The two said no more, heading towards the underground cultivation chamber.

The door slid open silently.

At the center position, a figure was restrained.