Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Fu Qian looked at his lifeless arm, quickly analyzing the information he had just received.

If the speculation was true, it could be said that the Evil Omen had reacted the moment he entered, causing a slight malfunction in Ryu Xing’s arrangement to attract his attention.

It could be called a full-automatic, three-dimensional survival system.

As for how it was achieved, it might be related to the tree he had seen.

That thing was clearly of a high phase, and as its worshipper, it had provided him with a kind of special protection.

Thus, the logic behind why the Evil Omen was hard to kill made sense.

But if that was the case, he would need to adjust his action strategy.

This was a kind of protection that could even sense the intent of danger and quickly respond with misleading actions.

This would make any scheme difficult to execute, any action would be met with a tailored response, which was quite troublesome.

While Fu Qian was lost in thought, Ryu Xing made a new move.

He rubbed his fingers on his neck, finally finding something, pinching it with his fingertips, and with painful groans, pulled it out piece by piece.

Blood slowly dripped down from the wound, but Ryu Xing seemed to feel nothing.

Fu Qian looked at what was in his hand—a transparent strip about twenty centimeters long with faintly discernible, distinctly shaped patterns.

And as the strip was pulled out, the aura emanating from Ryu Xing’s body quickly turned eerie, no longer maintaining his previous human-like form.

That must have been what he was using to conceal his aura, and it seemed to work quite well, having successfully deceived Lu Jun and another person.

Oh! And his wife.

“I suddenly realize, killing really does bring pleasure.”

“My previous thoughts might have been wrong.”

Ryu Xing laughed wildly, looking like a maniac.

“I have to thank you, and that bitch Geng Yue, for helping me realize this.”

“The curse I bear does have its meaning, at least it allows me to freely kill the trash I dislike.”

At this moment, his skin surface actually began to secrete patterns, adding a touch of malevolence to his appearance.

Such a great villain transformation.

But at most, you’re only a Seventh Phase, so what kind of airs are you putting on here!

Fu Qian shook his head and stood up, despite the horrified gaze of Ryu Xing.

The next moment he shook his body, flakes of skin with black patterns fell from his body, turning to ash the instant they separated.

I was just going along with you, and you got all serious.

In the instant I was struck, that outer layer of skin had already detached from my body.

“Thanks for the hospitality, I’m a bit busy so I won’t disturb you further. If you’re thinking of revenge, I, Qin Mingze from Lincheng, am always ready,” he said.

“How could this be—”

Ryu Xing uttered a standard disposable character’s line.

“You clearly… why…”

That, I find it difficult to explain clearly to you, as there is quite a bit of difference in our levels.

Fu Qian glanced at him, turning around and heading outside.

“You didn’t come for Geng Yue.”

Ryu Xing seemed to suddenly understand something.

“Have you been toying with me all along?”

Ryu Xing said through clenched teeth, his eyes growing more ferocious as he grabbed the crossbow that was lying aside.

The next moment, another flash of cold light shot out.

Fu Qian’s back seemed to have eyes of its own, easily dodging the sneak attack.

However, after releasing the arrow, Ryu Xing moved forward silently, donning a bizarrely shaped glove on his hand, reaching for Fu Qian’s back.

Since you’re so insistent.

In Ryu Xing’s horrified gaze, Fu Qian turned into a blurry phantom.

The next moment, his body was as if struck by an invisible cannonball, and he was sent flying backward.

Before his body even hit the ground, Fu Qian was already there, stomping down with his left foot.

Boom!

The gusting wind howled, and shockwaves surged.

Ryu Xing’s body shook tremendously, quivering like a torn piece of cloth.

After a series of cracking sounds, he slammed heavily onto the ground.

If this weakling is an Evil Omen, I’ll eat my keyboard.

Without so much as a glance at Ryu Xing, who lay on the ground gasping for breath, Fu Qian left through the door.

Everyone has their beliefs. Aspiring to be a normal person, willing to live an ordinary life for the love in one’s heart—it might be difficult to judge right from wrong.

But to immediately turn dark and deny one’s past self after being betrayed by a loved one is definitely foolish.

Last time, just the sacrifice of a newly Sixth Phase retired Transcendent and a party including Huang Jianyuan had brought about a Calamity.

This meant that his current accumulation was quite sufficient, and he was very close to success.

There wasn’t much time left; I needed to act quickly, with no time to entangle with this guy.

…

Facing the Huang Family Estate, Fu Qian rapidly sketched a map in his mind, recalling the route he took last time.

Fu Qian had an excellent memory, and it wasn’t difficult for him to remember these things.

If Huang Yuanchang was an Evil Omen, then that retired Transcendent who had died was still an excellent target.

An independent living environment, with readily available opportunities for stealth attacks.

There was no reason not to take advantage of it.

The grand entrance and square were strikingly visible; the Huang Family Estate still presented a scene of peace and comfort.

Without any hesitation, Fu Qian headed straight forward.

With each step he took, the muscles and bones of his face adjusted slightly, swiftly transforming into another visage.

By the time he reached the entrance, Fu Qian had already taken on the appearance of Huang Jianyuan.

“Open the gate!”

Fu Qian grunted, frowning, without sparing a glance at the Guards.

The two Guards looked at each other in bewilderment, under unbearable pressure due to Fu Qian’s obviously foul mood.

“You’re returning so early today!” Finally, one of them managed a smile and mustered the courage to speak.

Fu Qian lifted his head, giving him a cold glance.

The latter silenced instantly, and the Guards hurriedly opened the gates.

Indeed, choosing to take on the form of Huang Jianyuan was the right move.

From our brief encounter, this man was clearly quick-tempered and probably not someone who greeted people with a smile.

Simply keeping a stern face was enough; even if there were anomalies, no one would dare to question, and there was no need to explain anything.

I easily entered the gate, and following the route etched in my mind, I moved swiftly forward without any obstructions, ignoring all greetings.

The familiar courtyard soon came into view. As I took a step forward, I caught a whiff of blood in the air.

Hm?

Without a word, I stepped heavily on the ground, my body leaping high into the air, jumping straight into the courtyard.

Inside the wide-open door, two blurry, bloody bodies were still writhing, with dark flesh tendrils snaking between them and extending in every direction.

So fast!

Last time, it wasn’t until the next day when Huang Leji and his group went out that they made their move, but now they’ve started killing right away.

Is it because they knew I would come looking for him?

However, this situation was sure to be discovered quickly, also meaning it would be difficult for him to continue lurking within the Huang Family Estate.

Huang Yuanchang must have already left.

Fu Qian thought silently, and the next moment, a piercing alarm sounded through the sky.

It seemed someone had discovered the anomaly here, and a large number of people were rushing towards this location.