Here Comes Seeking Revenge

The rhinoceros beetle’s heavy, pitch-black carapace, which looked as if it were forged from refined gold, flowed with a cold, hard metallic luster under the morning light.

The hideously curved single horn on its forehead, like a siege hammer, gleamed with a profound purple-black light at its tip.

The violent demonic qi emanating from its body rose like black flames that had taken substance; the strength of this entire insect had impressively reached the mid-stage of the Integration realm.

At this moment, its huge compound eyes and the pair of simple eyes on its forehead were coldly scanning the uninvited guests who had stepped into its territory.

Behind it, on the steep, knife-cut pitch-black mountain wall, dozens of prismatic crystals were embedded, twinkling with specks of light and emitting a hazy halo.

Lu Qiancha couldn’t help but purse her lips.

“Another bug, and such a big one…”

The corners of her mouth turned down subconsciously, and a trace of annoyance flitted across her heart.

Lu Qiancha’s gaze quickly swept over the gaps in the giant insect’s shimmering elytra…

‘I hope this bug can’t fly.’

‘Mm… wait.’

‘It doesn’t seem to matter if it can fly; I can use the Heaven and Earth Chessboard to pin it down.’

‘Then throw a spear and defeat the enemy in one move.’

Just as Lu Qiancha had planned it out in her heart, she heard Ping Feng beside her shout violently: “Formation!”

The four Void Refining realm soldiers behind him moved at the sound, their actions swift as the wind.
The four of them took up positions in four directions, stepping out profound patterns with their feet.

“Om—!!”

Four streams of spiritual energy, condensed like mercury, converged instantly like a broken dam of cold currents, pouring precisely into the core of the formation eye—Ping Feng’s body.

“Boom—!”

Ping Feng’s aura skyrocketed, and his heavy armor buzzed from the surging spiritual energy.

A low roar came from his throat, and the man moved with the spear.
His entire person seemed to transform into a frost-ice gray wolf pouncing out from the eternal ice plains.

His speed was so fast it left afterimages.
The profound black spear in Ping Feng’s hand, wrapped in extreme cold energy enough to freeze the soul, turned into a sky full of icy spear shadows.

Like a blizzard, it swept brazenly toward the coiled giant insect.

The other four soldiers also scattered tacitly at the same time.

Arrows, sword qi, ice spikes, poison thorns.

Various long-range attacks rained down precisely on the rhinoceros beetle like raindrops.

The four of them performed their respective duties, harassing and containing it, creating a chance for the captain to deliver the killing blow.

“Hiss!”

The rhinoceros beetle was thoroughly enraged, letting out a terrifying hiss that made the valley buzz.

Its huge body suddenly reared up, and terrifying demonic power erupted like a tsunami.
The ground rippled violently like water, and countless shattered stones were shaken high into the sky.

“Screech—!”

Accompanied by an ear-piercing friction sound, the two heavy, shield-like pitch-black elytra on its back suddenly sprang open to the sides.

Revealing the transparent hind wings underneath, thin as cicada wings but vibrating at high speed, emitting a “buzzing” hum.

A violent airflow instantly spiraled under its feet, and its huge body was about to take flight.

“In your dreams!”

Lu Qiancha gave a low shout.
The Trickery Cube in her paw instantly disassembled and reassembled, and a chessboard flowing with the stars of the universe and crisscrossing latitude and longitude appeared out of thin air.

“Three Moves to Settle the Game!”

With a clear shout, three star chess pieces, condensed as if solid and shining with the brilliance of different Dao Resonances, were like nails of heavenly punishment, pinning precisely into the Heaven, Earth, and Man positions around the rhinoceros beetle.

“Hiss…?!”

The rhinoceros beetle’s heaven-shaking hiss came to an abrupt halt, as if its throat had been choked.

Its body, which was about to leave the ground, along with its frantically vibrating wings and the boiling, surging demonic power around it, were instantly locked firmly in place by a binding force.

The entire insect was like a bug sealed in invisible amber.

In those huge compound eyes, disbelief, horror, and despair flashed wildly.

“Good pin!”

A brilliant light burst from Ping Feng’s eyes as he shouted his praise.
His hands did not stop, and the momentum of the spear, which was poised to strike, no longer had any delay.

“Break—!”

With a violent roar from Ping Feng, the profound black spear in his hand tore through the air like an ice wolf pouncing on food.

“Squelch—!!!”

The spear tip ruthlessly pierced into the rhinoceros beetle’s soft abdomen, which was held high and completely exposed to the air.

At the same time, the frost spiritual energy contained in the spear shaft exploded within the giant insect’s body.

“Crack, crack, crack—!”

Accompanied by a series of teeth-aching sounds of ice crystals condensing and bursting.

Countless hideous, massive, deep blue ice pillars, like the spikes of an iceberg, instantly pierced out violently from the gaps in the rhinoceros beetle’s shell, its mouthparts, and its compound eyes.
They forcibly burst and pierced its massive body from the inside out.

Nailing the insect corpse to the ground.

The foul-smelling, thick insect blood, mixed with crushed ice and internal organs, stained the entire cold, hard rocky ground black.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

A sudden change occurred.
An ink-colored stream of light, so fast it was only an afterimage, flashed past with a cold glint.
Without warning, it attacked violently from the blind spot of everyone’s vision.

“Squelch! Squelch—!!”

Two short, muffled sounds.

It was so fast that there wasn’t even time to cry out in alarm.

In the team, the two Void Refining realm soldiers who had been chatting and laughing with Lu Qiancha earlier, and who had just fought side by side in a bloodbath.

The smiles on their faces hadn’t even completely faded when a blood line, smooth as a mirror, appeared on their necks.

Immediately, two heads, wearing frozen expressions of disbelief, rolled heavily to the ground with two “thuds.”

The hot blood spraying from the cross-sections instantly dyed the cold rocks a glaring crimson.

“Who is it?!”

Ping Feng’s eyes were splitting, his hoarse roar filled with horror and fury.

Almost by instinct, he held his spear horizontally to block in front of the few remaining people.

Unfortunately, after the death of two people, the military formation was broken.

Without the boost of the battle formation, the power in his body receded rapidly like a tide.
Facing the ink-colored afterimage that pounced again like a ghost, carrying a monstrous killing intent, he felt only an unprecedented sense of powerlessness and despair.

The opponent’s aura exploded violently, rushing over with the spiritual energy of the peak Integration realm.

Ping Feng raised his spear in vain to stab, but his vision couldn’t even catch the wind raised by the opponent, let alone the figure.

“Argh—!”

“No—!”

Two more abrupt screams, and the remaining two soldiers were killed instantly like harvested wheat straw.

Their bodies crashed to the ground, still maintaining defensive postures.

The moment the change occurred, Lu Qiancha’s pupils contracted violently.

She didn’t hesitate to take out a Speed Potion and down a bottle.
The cold liquid slid down her throat, and her thinking and hand movements instantly sped up by nearly forty percent.

With the help of the potion, Lu Qiancha finally saw the opponent’s face clearly—it was the thief who had stolen her storage pouch earlier, Mufeng.

He was holding two strangely shaped Meridian Mandarin Duck Blades in a reverse grip, attacking Ping Feng.

Four points, nine edges, thirteen blades; a flash of cold light meant the cinnabar mark falling on the book of life and death.

With the huge gap in strength, coupled with the strange blades pressing close, Ping Feng’s end was already sealed.
His act of blocking with the spear horizontally was destined to be futile.

That tricky, insidious cold light, at an incredible angle, with a “rip—” sound.

It wiped across his unprotected throat.

Warm blood splattered onto the cold armor.

Ping Feng’s tall body, carrying final astonishment and unwillingness, fell heavily backward without a sound.

Lu Qiancha’s face was pale.
‘Is this guy here for revenge?’

‘I just used anesthetic to knock you out for two days, is this necessary?’

A bottle of pitch-black potion instantly appeared in her paw, and the muscles in her arm tensed, preparing to smash it at the opponent.

“Whoosh—!”

Just then, Mufeng’s figure was like a ghost.
The afterimage of cutting the throat had not yet dissipated when his real body, as if teleporting, lunged straight for Lu Qiancha’s face with bone-chilling killing intent.

The speed was so fast that she didn’t even have time to release the potion.