Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 457 - 265 Flesh_3

Chapter 457: 265 Flesh_3

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing grabbed her arm and jerked back violently.

"What’s wrong?"

Ning Yuesu was startled.

Fang Zhixing stared at the half-face, gesturing for her to look.

Ning Yuesu focused her eyes and immediately got goosebumps.

The eye on that half-face had turned direction and was staring intently at her.

Even that eye, emanating some sort of human emotion, was conveying something to her.

Ning Yuesu gasped, "Is this person still alive?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head, "Rather than saying alive, it’s more like... he can’t die!"

The flesh all over the ground was constantly wriggling, maintaining its vitality.

The engulfed person might have been alive all the time, but it was a fate worse than death!

Just as this thought crossed his mind, the half-face suddenly moved, twisting its head to reveal the other half.

But that half of the face had no eyes, bones, or other structural features, just blood-stained flesh.

Sizzle~

The next moment, an arm stretched out.

The skinless arm, with veins and fascia clearly visible.

The arm reached towards Ning Yuesu.

Then, a long leg also extended from the wall and landed on the ground.

Under Fang Zhixing’s gaze, half a drawn blood corpse disengaged from the corridor and stood on the ground.

In an instant, the surrounding flesh converged toward the blood corpse, filling in the fragmented parts, forming a complete human silhouette.

Half made up of human tissue, the other half merely flesh.

The blood corpse’s mouth had no lips, and its rows of yellowed teeth were exposed.

The blood corpse with that eye stared fixedly at Ning Yuesu. Gradually, a disturbing madness emerged in the eye.

Suddenly!

The blood corpse began walking, step by step, extending its bloody hand.

Feeling a chill rising from within, Ning Yuesu, without thinking, gripped the Evil Yin Cone tightly.

Suddenly, a terrifying chill burst forth.

The blood corpse abruptly stopped, its entire body frozen into an ice sculpture.

Fang Zhixing immediately rushed forward, his fingers clenched into a fist, and struck out.

The explosive power released in the air, impacting on the ice sculpture.

Crack~

The ice sculpture shattered into pieces, chunks of flesh scattered everywhere.

The surrounding flesh writhed, quickly covering up the pile of meat.

The two gradually fused together.

This scene made Fang Zhixing and Ning Yuesu even more certain that the flesh in the corridor came from those who had once entered the Restricted Zone Gate.

This conclusion was truly terrifying, causing Ning Yuesu’s heart to pound frantically.

If everyone else died here, wouldn’t she and Fang Zhixing also...

Fang Zhixing remained composed, musing, "Blood corpses are very easy to kill and pose no threat to us."

He continued walking forward, with Ning Yuesu closely following.

A moment later, a fork in the corridor appeared ahead.

Fang Zhixing chose to take the right path, exploring cautiously forward.

Soon, he lifted his head, his gaze sharpening.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the corridor ahead.

He lit his lantern towards it and immediately saw clearly that the figure was a blood corpse.

Moreover, this blood corpse had no facial features, composed entirely of flesh.

The blood corpse stood motionless, but suddenly, it charged towards Fang Zhixing.

Fang Zhixing’s expression darkened slightly as he stepped forward, his right hand suddenly transforming into a thick tentacle.

The tip of the tentacle formed a ball shape, like a battering ram, and he thrust it violently forward.

Puff~

The charging blood corpse instantly burst open, transforming into a cloud of blood mist, spraying everywhere.

"Early stage of the Nine Ox Realm!"

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows, judging from the feel, that blood corpse had just unleashed at least 200,000 kilograms of force.

Ning Yuesu exclaimed, "There might be many blood corpses in the corridor."

Fang Zhixing agreed solemnly, "Let’s hope there are no blood corpses from the Hundred Cows Realm, otherwise, we are undoubtedly doomed."

The two became even more cautious and careful.

Indeed, they hadn’t walked for two minutes when they encountered another blood corpse.

This blood corpse was different, with a human body and a bull’s head, and two horns growing on its head.

Fang Zhixing could feel that the bull-headed blood corpse was significantly more formidable.

The bull-headed blood corpse charged, incredibly fast, almost arriving in the blink of an eye.

Fang Zhixing’s body shuddered, and he thrust out blood-colored tentacles, shooting them forward.

The bull-headed blood corpse’s form flickered, leaping up and hanging from the ceiling, throwing a punch down.

But suddenly, a white ivory sprang out, suddenly swelled, and headed upwards.

Thud!

The white ivory pierced through the belly of the Bull-headed Blood Corpse and continued to expand incessantly.

Boom~

The explosive power surged through the white ivory and was madly infused into the Bull-headed Blood Corpse.

Without any surprise, the Bull-headed Blood Corpse exploded instantly.

"Late stage of the Nine Ox Realm..."

Fang Zhixing sighed softly, his eyebrows knotted.

From nightfall to now, he had been fighting nonstop, without a moment’s rest.

At this rate, running out of stamina was just a matter of time.

They continued forward, occasionally encountering Blood Corpses.

The forms of the Blood Corpses were diverse.

One of the Blood Corpses could even manipulate blazing flames.

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but deduced that the Blood Corpses in their former lives must all have been martial artists of the Nine Ox Realm, each having cultivated different techniques.

Even though they had turned into Blood Corpses, they could still wield their martial arts.

The two fought as they proceeded, one battle following another, ceaselessly.

The corridor seemed to have no end, constantly spreading into the depths.

Of course, Fang Zhixing didn’t have the complete map, and perhaps there was an end to the corridor, or he might just be going in circles.

There were simply too many Blood Corpses, impossible to kill them all.

No one knew how much time had passed...

Fang Zhixing looked up, his expression involuntarily changed.

He saw another Bull-headed Blood Corpse.

And, the Bull-headed Blood Corpse suddenly inverted at the top and made the exact same movement.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing repeated his old trick, extending the Blood-colored Tentacles and then, the white ivory thrust upward!

At that moment, as if possessed, the Bull-headed Blood Corpse suddenly tilted its body.

Fang Zhixing smirked coldly, maneuvering the white ivory to slice through the belly of the Bull-headed Blood Corpse.

The explosive power roared massively into the body of the Bull-headed Blood Corpse.

Boom!

The Bull-headed Blood Corpse exploded once again, torn to pieces.

Ning Yuesu exclaimed, "Is it the same one?"

"Hmm!"

Fang Zhixing nodded, "Not only is it the same Blood Corpse, but it also retains the memory of the recent fight."

He made a quick judgment, "Blood Corpses can regenerate continuously, and they will only become harder to kill."

Ning Yuesu promptly said, "We need to take turns fighting to seize the time to recover."

Fang Zhixing nodded in agreement.

In the blink of an eye, several hours had passed.

The two wandered through the corridor, having long lost track of their whereabouts.

There was no end in sight ahead, and they had no sense of the way back.

What was even more critical was the continuous fighting that had left them utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

"There, is that a door?"

Before long, Ning Yuesu glanced at the side of the corridor and noticed a bulge, very regular in shape.

Fang Zhixing walked over to take a look and his eyes lit up.

It was a door, half-concealed, covered by flesh and blood.

Fang Zhixing raised his lantern, ventured inside the door, and instantly found it opened into an immensely spacious area, resembling a hall.

He pushed the door open and walked in, pulling out a lighter and flicked it on.

The lighter flew into the air, dispelling the darkness.

The sight that met his eyes was a hall with a circular outline, supported by twelve massive pillars around it.

Wriggling flesh and blood covered every part of the hall.

In the very center of the hall, there was a broad stone platform, similar to a large bed.

There seemed to be something on the bed.

The lighter fell to the ground and quickly went out.

Fang Zhixing, holding his lantern, advanced, little by little driving away the darkness ahead.

After a short while, the stone platform was revealed in the light.

The platform was one meter high, three meters wide, and five meters long.

On the platform, a mound of blurred flesh and blood was raised, vaguely forming a human shape.

That scene resembled a dissected human anatomical specimen.

What caused Fang Zhixing to squint his eyes was, the head of the human-shaped flesh and blood was actually a complete head, with clear facial features.

Upon closer inspection, it was a woman’s face, about forty or fifty years old, with delicate features and extremely beautiful appearance, truly a vision of exceptional beauty.

"Eh?!"

Ning Yuesu leaned over, saw the woman’s face, and suddenly exclaimed.