Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 571 - 316 Hang Xie

Chapter 571: 316 Hang Xie

Fang Zhixing’s brow furrowed deeply, his body tensed, readying himself for battle in an instant.

Xigou and Fan Qiulai were the same, highly alert.

The Yan Jingfeng in front of their eyes was very off.

"Yan, what’s wrong with you?" Fan Qiulai asked anxiously.

Yan Jingfeng’s expression was a mix of a smile and a cry, uglier than crying itself as he ominously said, "It’s too late, you can’t escape."

Before his words fell, he stomped his foot rapidly, stomping seven times in the blink of an eye, all in one breath.

This action was incomprehensible.

But in the next instant, an abnormality suddenly occurred!

The ground beneath their feet collapsed abruptly!

Without any hesitation, Fang Zhixing soared upwards.

Fan Qiulai was also quick to act, retreating explosively backwards.

Xigou was even more decisive, turning tail and running.

Both men and the dog possessed the strength of the Hundred Cows Realm, hence their speed was naturally extremely fast.

However!

Fang Zhixing’s vision blurred, and the clear sky above his head suddenly turned gray and dim.

A haze spread across the vast sky, grim and dark.

For a moment, he had the illusion of having plunged into a Demon Realm.

A tight feeling seized Fang Zhixing’s heart, and he quickly looked down.

Below him was no longer the mountain peak, but a barren land, dead and desolate, without a blade of grass in sight.

Gales howled, the wind wailing mournfully.

Fan Qiulai and Xigou were moving in different ways, yet they couldn’t escape either, falling into this Demon Realm.

Yan Jingfeng stood on the ground, completely still, as if he had done nothing at all.

Fang Zhixing landed gracefully, looking all around him.

No matter which direction he looked in, the horizon was infinitely desolate.

It was like the end of the world!

"A Restricted Area, huh..."

Fang Zhixing quickly realized that he must have been forcibly pulled into a strange Restricted Area.

Yan Jingfeng’s foot-stomping action was clearly the opening of the Restricted Area’s entrance.

The method was simple and straightforward, seven consecutive stomps!

What was terrifying was that once the entrance to the Restricted Area was opened, anyone near the entrance would be sucked in.

However, what puzzled Fang Zhixing was that his ring on the left hand had not given any hint from the beginning to the end.

You should know that every time a Restricted Area appeared nearby, the ring would emit a glow.

"Yan Jingfeng, what on earth are you doing?"

Fan Qiulai circled back to Fang Zhixing’s side, questioning harshly.

Yan Jingfeng’s complexion was icy and numb, his eyes rolled back, and his voice rigidly said, "Today is your day of death!"

"..."

Fan Qiulai’s breath caught in his throat, his mind filled with shock and uncertainty.

Fang Zhixing asked him, "Did your ring give any hint?"

"No."

Fan Qiulai shook his head, looking around and saying, "This place is likely one of those Doomsday Restricted Areas that has headed towards destruction, where the ring often automatically ignores such Restricted Areas."

Fang Zhixing’s mind cleared, and he muttered, "The person behind Yan Jingfeng has gone to great lengths to select this Doomsday Restricted Area to lure us in."

Fan Qiulai immediately looked askance, exclaiming in astonishment, "Yan Jingfeng has betrayed us!"

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "Looking at him like that, half human and half Yin God, it seems more like he’s being controlled."

"Half human and half Yin God?"

Fan Qiulai couldn’t help but shiver, exclaiming, "He’s a soul slave!

Yan Jingfeng, he’s been turned into a soul slave!

The person behind this must have a Magic Artifact like a ’soul banner’ in their hands."

Upon these words!

"Hahaha~"

A mocking laugh sounded, elusive and uncertain, its origin unknown.

Fang Zhixing and Fan Qiulai looked left and right but could not find the enemy’s figure.

Divine Soul Perception was muddled as if hindered by something.

"Xigou!"

Seeing this situation, Fang Zhixing immediately transmitted a call.

"Understood, watch me!"

Xigou’s neck perked up, a bit excited inside.

At the critical moment, it’s still me, Xigou, who is the most reliable!

"Bloodline Burst Skill·Void Seeking Enemy!"

Xigou shook himself, and an invisible, formless wave surged out mightily.

The next moment, the wave crashed against an invisible barrier.

Suddenly, that invisible barrier was as if splashed with a layer of paint, revealed to their eyes.

It was an Array shaped in a perfect square!

Its length and width must have reached beyond five hundred meters!

This meant that the moment they were sucked into the Doomsday Restricted Area, they were actually trapped inside this spacious cubic Array.

Outside the Array, stood vague figures through a dense haze, obscured, making it impossible to see clearly.

Fan Qiulai’s face turned grave as he demanded, "Who are you?"

"Hmph, I’m the one who will kill you!"

Someone arrogantly shouted, "Listen up, you’re trapped within the ’Four Symbols Formation’; sensible ones should just give up and surrender, or you’ll suffer."

Fan Qiulai’s face instantly contorted with displeasure, he gasped, "The Four Symbols Formation is a famously powerful Trapping Formation, known as impenetrable, indestructible. Once trapped, it’s extremely hard to escape. Moreover, within this Array, there are..."

Before he could finish!

Billows of black smoke suddenly arose from the eight corners of the cubic Array.

A strong, rank odor assaulted their noses!

The sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling echoed between heaven and earth, incessant and overlapping.

"Damn it, how disgusting!"

Xigou moved his nose, his face full of disgust.

Fan Qiulai’s body shuddered, his palm involuntarily bursting into flames as he said sternly, "Be careful! This Four Symbols Formation is lurking with two major threats, namely the Fierce Ghosts and the Evil Spirits."

"Fierce Ghosts are unsurpassed in ferocity, and their numbers are countless."

"Evil Spirits are extremely toxic, killing imperceptibly."

Fang Zhixing’s mind quickly grasped the situation.

As they conversed, the black smoke spread out, filling the entire cubic space.

The black smoke churned violently, and shadowy figures flickered in and out of sight.

Fang Zhixing’s gaze caught snapshots of twisted faces floating in the blackness, flitting about.

At the same time, a chilling wave of toxic Evil Spirit mist spread, relentlessly invading the body.