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Chapter 672 - 289: This Generation’s Luo God Raised a Fool!?

The snowstorm cuts like a knife.

It sweeps over the dark blue combat suits of Fang Qingyu and his companions.

They have just stepped out of the Eternal Night Territory that isolated all light and sound.

Behind them.

Is the vast icy plain once again shrouded by the raging snowstorm.

As if the bloody revenge that just occurred never happened.

Chu Kuanglan rubs his frozen, stiff hands, chuckling lowly with a muffled voice through the mask: "Heh heh, Qingzi, what do you think those three unlucky bastards are like now?"

He paused, his face showing a mix of gratification and a tinge of horror: "Those dozen or so scumbags, we didn’t go easy on them."

"Just like you said, we didn’t kill them outright but cut them slowly, severing limbs, making sure they didn’t even have the strength to bite their tongues before tossing them to Lin Yu and the others."

"...that scene, anyway...it was quite satisfying."

Fang Qingyu didn’t stop walking.

His gaze calmly fixed on the snow-blurred horizon ahead, he softly muttered, "Hmm."

Of course, he could imagine it.

Extreme humiliation needs to be washed away with extreme bloodshed.

Leaving Ji Wuhen and the others to Dawn was Lin Yu and their redemption.

To let them personally end the nightmare’s creators.

The tail has been cut off, but the root remains buried deep.

Wei Banmeng walking beside Fang Qingyu, her cool voice transmitted through the radio, with a hint of unnoticeable worry: "Qingzi, now that Ji Wuying and the others are dead, there’s still the Luo Family, and that King Species of the Life Ghost needing fresh Tier Two...they’re still in the shadows. Next, should we..."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over Fang Qingyu’s calm side profile, continuing: "Should we disband the Dawn group? At least part of their revenge was taken personally by them."

"Chasing further with us will get them too involved, too risky."

Fang Qingyu was about to nod.

"Buzz..."

The phone in his pocket vibrated clearly through the thick combat suit.

On this vast, silent ice plain, it seemed particularly abrupt.

Fang Qingyu hesitated for a moment, then took out his phone.

On the screen, the group chat icon of [Dawn]was flashing.

The latest message from Lin Yu:

"Captain Fang, wait until your mission is completed and you return; we have something to talk about with you."

Fang Qingyu looked at the line of text.

His fingertip hovered on the cold screen for an instant.

He frowned slightly, then replied in a steady voice to Wei Banmeng and the other teammates in the channel: "Let’s talk about it when we get back."

Wei Banmeng slightly startled, then nodded: "Okay."

The wind and snow intensified, as if eager to bury all traces completely.

The silhouettes of the team faded into the vast whiteness.

...

Three days later.

In the depths of the Wind-Split Ice Ridge.

Under a jagged and steep ice cliff sculpted by the wind.

Chu Kuanglan abruptly pulls off the snow-covered wind mask, spits out a mouthful of saliva mixed with ice shreds, looks up at the gray, snow-ridden sky, and curses: "Damn! Do those bastards know how to fly?! What’s in the heads of the intelligence department, snow?! How could they miss this?!"

Just now, after three days of tracking.

They finally cornered that slippery pack of Shadow Erosion Ice-toothed Beasts at the end of this relatively narrow Ice Valley.

Just as they were about to annihilate them, an unexpected change occurred.

A dozen limber, shadow-leopard-like Ice-toothed Beasts suddenly extended and transformed the seemingly decorative pale bone spurs on their backs into pairs of brittle ice crystal-coated bone wings!

They kicked off the ice rock with all four legs, using the violent updraft to soar into the sky like arrows shot from a bow.

They tore a path above the meticulously set siege.

Disappearing into the lead-gray snowstorm cloud layers.

This sudden unexpected incident caught everyone off guard!

Wei Banmeng, Jiang Wei, and Lu Jiuyuan quickly retreated, backing against a wind-eroded, holed ice rock.

Qi Blood accelerated rushing through their bodies, resisting the piercing cold and wind pressure.

"Qingzi?"

Wei Banmeng’s voice sounded in the channel, carrying a hint of frustration and urgency.

"I’m going after them!"

Fang Qingyu’s voice was unwavering, with no hesitation.

As soon as he finished speaking, a blinding dark gold Shenxiao erupted, enveloping his entire body!

The crackling electric arc tore through the snowstorm, violent energy waves blowing back the surrounding snow.

"You guys stay right there!"

The last command fell, Fang Qingyu’s figure transformed into a streak of golden Thunder splitting the night, charging harshly into the raging snowstorm cloud, heading in the direction where the Life Ghost fled, and disappeared instantly from everyone’s sight.

Under the ice cliff, only the howling snowstorm and four people remained.

They didn’t worry at all.

Settling down in the lee of the ice rock’s depression, silently circulating Qi Blood or Energy, conserving strength, while maintaining contact through the radio.

"Damn! What rotten luck!"

Chu Kuanglan remained grumpy, tapping his rock-solid boots with the Sword Handle, "Wasted three days, and almost let these winged rats slip away!"

Lu Jiuyuan, leaning against the ice rock with closed eyes for meditation, said indifferently upon hearing: "Unexpected, yet not surprising."

"The evolution of the Life Ghost is unpredictable; delayed intelligence is the norm."

"Qingzi took action, they can’t escape."

After a brief silence, Chu Kuanglan seemed to suddenly remember something, lowering his voice in the channel, with a probing and incredulous tone: "Hey, do you think...that Luo Family Ji Lang mentioned...could it be...that Luo Family?"

He emphasized the "that".

Wei Banmeng answered promptly without much thought, her tone definite: "Impossible."