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Chapter 595 - 270: Symphony of Flesh and Blood (Part 5)

He took a step forward, attempting to maintain order, his voice carrying the steady power of a Buddhist Lion’s Roar: "Everyone! Please remain calm..."

"Calm your damn head! Baldy, get out of the way! Stand there again, and don’t blame me for being rude!"

A burly man eager to climb shoved Shikong aside irritably, continuing to charge upward without looking back.

"Exactly! Who knows if this damned place will collapse again! By the time you’re lined up, it’ll be all over!"

"Who cares about order! Getting out is all that matters!"

Shikong’s words were instantly drowned in the surging crowd and angry shouts.

He gave a bitter smile, shook his head, and abandoned the idea of persuasion.

In such a dire situation, the instinct to survive overrides everything.

Liu Hanyan and Wei Banmeng’s group did not immediately join the climbing queue.

Their gazes were instantly focused on Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei’s small body swayed, and the Red Lotus Flame that had been burning around her, keeping her afloat, quickly dimmed and extinguished like a candle in the wind.

The floating height decreased rapidly, and eventually, as if all strength was lost, she fell softly downwards.

"Jiang Wei!"

Wei Banmeng’s cool voice had a trace of urgency, and with a flicker, she appeared beneath Jiang Wei like a phantom, steadily catching her in her arms.

The sensation in her hands was excessively light.

Jiang Wei’s small face was as white as paper, without a trace of color, her long eyelashes tightly shut, her breathing weak and rapid, her small body trembling slightly in Wei Banmeng’s embrace as if all energy was exhausted.

The intense heat was rapidly fading, replaced by a cold sense of frailty.

"How is she?!"

Shikong and Liu Hanyan immediately gathered around, faces filled with gravity and concern.

The scene just now, where Jiang Wei transformed into the Red Flame Fire God and tore through the flesh wall with her bare hands to lead everyone away from the Taotie Blood Shadow’s pursuit, left a deep impression on them.

Now, seeing her so weak, their hearts tightened.

Wei Banmeng quickly checked Jiang Wei’s pulse and breath, her cool brows tightly knitted.

"Her Qi Blood is extremely depleted, Spiritual Power severely overdrawn, and signs of burns in her meridians... it’s very bad, she must be taken out for treatment immediately!"

As she spoke, she unhesitatingly carried the unconscious Jiang Wei on her back, quickly securing her with a sturdy tactical strap.

Her actions were swift and decisive, without a hint of hesitation.

Having done all this, she immediately turned to head towards the gigantic hole struck open by the golden Thunder.

"Sister Wei!"

Shikong and Liu Hanyan spoke almost simultaneously, their faces full of astonishment and confusion.

"Where’s Captain Fang?! We haven’t found Captain Fang yet!!" Shikong exclaimed urgently, sweat beading on his bald head, "And there’s Jiang Taixuan! His fate is unknown! What if he’s still in the darkness..."

Liu Hanyan followed up, "That’s right! Banmeng! Captain Fang might need our support! The plan was for us to join forces to kill Jiang Taixuan, and now we’re leaving like this? What if he..."

Chu Kuanglan, carrying the still-unconscious Lu Jiuyuan, also looked anxiously at Wei Banmeng, speaking in a muffled voice, "Sister Wei! God Fang he..."

Wei Banmeng’s steps halted.

She did not turn back.

Her slender silhouette appeared particularly frail under the dim, crimson light, yet it carried an undeniable decisiveness.

Her voice wasn’t loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of every companion behind her, carrying a knowing calm:

"I don’t know where Qingzi is either."

"But I know one thing..."

She slightly turned her head, revealing half of her face, stained with blood yet still calm, her gaze seeming to penetrate the layers of bloody barriers, looking towards some unknown direction.

"If Fang Qingyu were in trouble now..."

"Jiang Wei wouldn’t have fainted."

...

And as Wei Banmeng said, Fang Qingyu at this moment...

Was not only safe.

But in an incredible state of well-being!!

Rewind back a dozen minutes.

Blood-colored Beast Fighting Arena.

The low-hanging, swirling golden thunderclouds were like the frown of an angry deity, pinning the destructive pressure firmly in this thousand-meter space.

The eighth thick golden Divine Thunder, as massive as an ancient python, had just dissipated.

The air carried the acrid smell of burning and violent charges, emitting subtle crackling sparks.

The ground had long been unrecognizable.

The viscous, fleshy terrain was forcibly plowed open, revealing deeper charred and carbonized layers beneath.

Countless thick blood vessels and veins were severed and evaporated by the Thunder, twisted and gnarled like scorched tree roots.

The entire space resembled waste iron thrown into a furnace and repeatedly forged, with signs of destruction everywhere.

At the center of the space.

Fang Qingyu lay curled up on the charred ground.

All over his body, not a piece of intact skin could be found.

Wounds deep enough to expose bones covered him, the edges of the flesh showing the terrifying char of black as if scorched by fierce flames like dead wood.

In many places, even the bones, also covered with black fissures and faintly glowing with a jade-like luster, were visible.

His blood had long been evaporated by the heat.

No sign of bleeding at the wounds, only carbonized muscle tissue and curled, charred skin remaining.

His breath was weak to the extreme, each inhale and exhale like the strained pull of a broken bellows, laced with a hot, bloody scent.

His life’s flame flickered like a candle in a storm, ready to extinguish at any moment.

Meanwhile, tens of meters away from him.

Jiang Taixuan was equally wretched.

The massive meatball used to fend off Heavenly Might had long crumbled from the repeated impacts of the Thunder’s aftershocks.

At this moment, he lay like a skinned old dog, limp in the charred ruins of flesh.

The Dark Red Scale Armor, formed by the Taotie Power on his body, was already in tatters, exposing his equally charred and festering body beneath.