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Martial Peak · Chapter 1674

Chapter 1674: Conscience Lost

January 17, 2020 · 5 min read · 1,074 words

"You!" Fang Fengqi recognized the young man blocking his path at a single glance. It was precisely that fellow who had been on the elevated platform moments before. With a face twisted in rage, he continued his forward rush, throwing a punch into the void as he bellowed, "Get out of my way!"

He was desperate to escape. Where would he find the time to tangle with here? Thus, he held nothing back from the outset.

A peculiar energy coiled around his fist. That fist, which didn't look particularly strong, instantly became as hard as an Artifact in the blink of an eye. Moreover, dark red, steel-needle-like hair sprouted along Fang Fengqi's arm.

Those hairs looked utterly bizarre, emanating an aura that made profoundly uncomfortable. They covered his entire arm and fist, causing the power of his thunderous punch to surge dramatically.

's brow furrowed, a flash of doubt crossing his face.

What kind of martial art was this?

He had truly never encountered a technique that could cause such a physical transformation. His thoughts stirring, he looked up at Fang Fengqi and couldn't help but let out a low gasp.

He suddenly realized that Fang Fengqi's appearance had undergone a massive change. The man had previously appeared sinister and cold, but now, whether through some secret art or otherwise, his face was incredibly distorted. Two fangs protruded from the corners of his mouth, glinting with a chilling light, and from his nose and mouth, a faint aura of death seemed to diffuse.

Thinking again of the words "Corpse Spirit Sect," a sudden insight flashed through 's mind. He now had a suspicion about Fang Fengqi's origins.

The attack was nearly upon him. didn't dare delay. With a wave of his hand, he shot out a Golden Blood Thread, which lightly wrapped around Fang Fengqi's incoming arm before suddenly tightening.

A clear, visible wound appeared on Fang Fengqi's arm. Yet, even with the sharpness of the Golden Blood Thread, it failed to sever the limb. From the wound, bright green blood seeped out. That blood released a nauseating stench; an ordinary person would likely drop dead after a single whiff!

Poison! 's eyes narrowed.

This green blood was not only toxic but also highly corrosive. The Golden Blood Thread wrapped around his arm flickered erratically under the corrosion, emitting a sizzling sound.

Fang Fengqi roared in fury, opened his mouth, and spat a blast of putrid green gas directly at .

gave a cold snort. His figure flickered, vanishing from his original spot. When he reappeared, he was already above Fang Fengqi's head, the Dragon Bone Sword dripping with jade-green energy in his hand, poised in a plunging motion, aiming straight for the crown of his skull.

"Idiot!" Fang Fengqi was utterly disdainful. In his view, this edgeless longsword couldn't even harm a single hair on his body, so he made no effort to dodge. Instead, he threw another punch, meeting head-on.

twisted his body slightly to the side, evading Fang Fengqi's forceful strike. The Dragon Bone Sword pierced straight down towards the top of Fang Fengqi's head.

The seemingly clumsy longsword now erupted with unimaginable power. A faint dragon's roar seemed to emanate from within the blade as it shattered through the defenses of Fang Fengqi's flesh and skull with unstoppable momentum, plunging directly into his chest cavity.

Fang Fengqi's eyes bulged instantly, his face filled with disbelief. Only at this moment did he sense the strange nature of the Dragon Bone Sword. He cried out in shock, "A Void King-grade Artifact!"

Taking such a strike, he did not die. Instead, he began to struggle violently, attempting to break free from 's control.

The power of space surged. Fine, thread-like spatial rifts formed around Fang Fengqi before converging from all directions to slash and cut into him.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

A continuous clanging and clattering filled the air. Fang Fengqi's physical body was incredibly tough, managing to withstand part of the spatial rifts' cutting force. But no matter how heaven-defying his means, he could not withstand 's furious killing moves.

Wounds appeared one after another on his body. The flesh and blood from those wounds were banished into the void.

Green blood continuously flowed from the injuries, seeming to contaminate the entire world.

"Don't kill him yet!" 's voice suddenly came through. He had clearly noticed something was amiss as well. Standing far off on the elevated platform, he clenched his fist, and the fiercely resisting Fang Fengqi was completely immobilized, directly pulled back to the platform.

frowned, looking at Fang Fengqi as a trace of unease stirred deep within his heart.

By now, the surrounding crowd had also noticed Fang Fengqi's bizarre state. Many timid individuals didn't dare look directly at him, averting their gazes. Even the bolder ones looked on with terror in their eyes, staring at Fang Fengqi in panic, unable to believe such a person existed in this world.

"Old bastard, release this Lord immediately! Otherwise, once the Sect Master acts, he will ensure you die without a burial place!" Fang Fengqi did not beg for mercy. Instead, he threatened .

's cold eyes swept over Fang Fengqi's body, then fixed on his abdomen. He extended two fingers and poked, instantly piercing through Fang Fengqi's abdomen.

Even when had run him through the head with the Dragon Bone Sword, Fang Fengqi hadn't shown a shred of fear. But when did this, he revealed an expression of extreme terror, crying out, "Old thing, what are you trying to do?!"

ignored him, instead gazing at the wound in Fang Fengqi's abdomen with a solemn expression.

There, nestled within, was a green pearl, about the size of a fingernail, yet containing astonishing energy.

"If this old man is not mistaken, destroying this pearl will kill you, won't it?" glanced at Fang Fengqi calmly.

Fang Fengqi's expression shifted slightly. He gritted his teeth and remained silent.

", subdue him first. This old man has some matters to question him about clearly," said.

nodded, reached out, and pulled the Dragon Bone Sword from Fang Fengqi's head. With a flick of his finger, he shot out a dozen or so Golden Blood Threads, binding Fang Fengqi tightly and securely.

End of chapter 1674