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Chapter 3015: Exploring Hell

Chapter 3015: Exploring Hell

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

What the hell?

The two demonic seeds were forced back by a single strike from Fang Heng and were instantly surprised in their hearts.

Such a strong guy!

Come again!

The two demonic seeds didn’t know Fang Heng had held back. They only thought his strength was impressive but still within their ability to handle. That strike instead stirred their bloodlust.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!!"

The thinner demonic seed condensed a mark in front of him. Together with the fat one, they flanked Fang Heng from different directions, converging on him once more.

At the same time, the solid ground beneath Fang Heng rapidly condensed into scorching magma. From within the magma, several tentacles of molten swamp reached out, trying to trap Fang Heng on the ground.

Fang Heng had no intention of dodging. He merely looked calmly at the two approaching again and said, "Don’t be so hasty. I came here looking for Jing Ge’er."

"Who the hell cares who you are?! Kneel down, bastard!"

Perhaps trying to regain face after suffering from Fang Heng’s earlier blow, the thinner Liu Mo let out an angry laugh and became even more aggressive.

Boom! Boom boom!!

From the magma-covered ground, several stone pillars rose rapidly.

Inside the stone pillars were honeycomb-like crystals, and with intense energy surges, tens of thousands of sharp crystal shards shot out like shrapnel in a fan shape.

Huh?

The two demonic seeds were shocked to find that Fang Heng still didn’t dodge, letting the high-temperature crystal shards blast directly onto his body.

He just stood there and let them attack?

D*mn it! Looking down on me?!

Liu Mo felt even more upset seeing Fang Heng so dismissive.

Then explode!

"Boom! Boom boom boom boom!!!"

The dense lava shards struck Fang Heng’s body and exploded in succession.

"Whoosh!!"

Using the explosion and flying shards as cover, Liu Mo flew toward Fang Heng.

"Die, idiot!"

"Whoosh!!"

Liu Mo punched Fang Heng straight in the chest, slamming heavily into him. But to his shock, it was like hitting an iron wall—he couldn’t even move an inch forward.

The force of his punch seemed completely absorbed!

What?

Liu Mo’s face filled with shock.

No damage at all?

That combo of attacks— even Jing Ge’er wouldn’t dare take them head-on without dodging.

But this guy took all of it without moving?

"Enough. I told you, I came here to see Jing Ge’er."

Fang Heng spoke flatly, then reached out and grabbed Liu Mo’s fist, gently flinging him back like a ragdoll.

Huh?

Fang Heng looked down and saw a blood-red magic array rapidly condensing around the imprint of Liu Mo’s punch on his skin.

Liu Mo, unable to control himself, was flung through the air. While still mid-air, a bloodthirsty grin curled on his lips.

"Fatty! Kill him!"

"Hm?"

Fang Heng’s pupils contracted.

The demonic seed Marcus, who had just turned into a blood shadow and vanished from aura sensing, suddenly reappeared. His aura surged out from the magic array on Fang Heng’s chest, forming a face that quickly emerged and opened its mouth, biting down hard on Fang Heng’s right side!

"Bang!!"

Marcus bit down, instantly tearing off and swallowing most of Fang Heng’s right side, including his shoulder!

"Ha! Got him!"

Fat Marcus shouted with delight after biting off and swallowing Fang Heng’s body, but in the next instant, Fang Heng’s remaining hand gripped his neck tightly.

"What?!"

Liu Mo had no time to celebrate before seeing that Fang Heng—missing half his body—acted like nothing had happened, using his remaining hand to lock onto Marcus’s neck, slowly and forcibly pulling Marcus out of the magic array embedded in his chest!

"Bang!!!"

Marcus felt the world spinning. He was flung out and slammed hard against the rocky wall.

What?!

Marcus and Liu Mo struggled to get up and looked at Fang Heng in horror.

The right side of Fang Heng’s body that had been bitten off was wriggling strangely and rapidly regenerating before their eyes. Even the magic array on his chest quickly faded away.

Fang Heng’s face darkened, and his voice turned icy, "I told you—I came here to see Jing Ge’er."

Repeated provocations had stirred a wave of anger in Fang Heng’s heart.

If not for his recent surge in strength, that series of coordinated attacks might have really caused trouble for him.

"Interesting moves. Now, it’s my turn."

Fang Heng gave the two no chance to speak. He suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Liu Mo.

As Fang Heng aimed at him with one hand, Liu Mo’s heart sank, and his body began to float uncontrollably into the air.

What!?

Liu Mo’s expression changed drastically. He suddenly realized he had lost control over his own body.

What was going on?

Marcus was also deeply shocked. He stared at Fang Heng and sensed the holy attribute leaking from him. His body trembled involuntarily.

It’s over.

Why did he feel an instinctive sense of fear?

Who was this guy? Why did he radiate holy attribute ripples?

Could he be from the Holy Court?

But why would someone from the Holy Court come to a place like Hell?

"Boom!!"

A loud thunderclap suddenly echoed through the dark cavern.

God’s Punishment!

A bolt of purple lightning struck Liu Mo instantly.

Liu Mo’s expression changed drastically.

Unlike the previous superficial injuries, God’s Punishment lightning carried devastating origin damage!

"Boom! Boom boom!"

Bolts of lightning continued to rain down.

Each bolt struck Liu Mo, but Marcus was terrified as well. Each strike made his heart jump in fear.

Liu Mo clenched his teeth and couldn’t even speak, glaring at Fang Heng with eyes full of wrath.

Each lightning strike attacked his core, gradually and permanently weakening his power. He could feel his origin being drained bit by bit.

At this rate, he might be completely shattered by the lightning soon.

"Fang Heng."

A voice came from the darkness.

"That’s enough. He’s learned his lesson. Give me some face and let him live—he’s still useful later."

Fang Heng shifted his gaze from Liu Mo toward the nearby shadows.

Jing Ge’er stepped out of the darkness, flanked by two demonic seeds from the Holy Realm.

"Hmph."

Fang Heng let out a cold snort and flicked his hand.

Bang!!

Liu Mo was immediately thrown aside, crashing into the rock wall and smashing a huge dent in it.

"Congratulations. You’ve made great progress since we last met."

Jing Ge’er had originally been on the twenty-ninth floor. When he sensed the ripples of a holy attribute from the upper level, he rushed up to investigate. Upon seeing Fang Heng, he was secretly startled.

Compared to their last meeting, Fang Heng’s strength had advanced again. Jing Ge’er could no longer see through him.

This guy...

How the hell was he cultivating?

His rate of growth was terrifying!

Fang Heng stepped forward and said with a smile, "Jing Ge’er, you’ve been hard to find. It’s been a while—what have you been hiding down here for?"