Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 635: Chapter 635: Dark and Gloomy Sediment_1 Chapter 635: Chapter 635: Dark and Gloomy Sediment_1 “`

“What is that?”

Yuan Shan clearly hadn’t expected such a change, and at this moment, seeing this scene, she couldn’t help but feel a secret shock.

“It’s not the Bloodline Clan, nor is it Brother Bu.”

“It’s some kind of different entity, and there’s more than one.”

Fu Qian looked at his own hand. After that thing was crushed just now, it left no trace whatsoever.

If it weren’t for that intense struggle, one might almost doubt it was an illusion.

“It seems that as this thing changes, some sort of passage has been established.”

The next moment, he pointed at the blood-red full moon above his head.

Not just one…

Yuan Shan bit her lip, watching the group of people struggling and rolling on the ground, and made up her mind.

In an instant, the restraints entwining the group dissipated all at once.

She was indeed decisive in her killing.

Actually giving up suppressing them, letting these people’s lives not constrain her actions, so as to devote all her efforts to the situation at hand.

However, this scene terrified Grantham.

He had originally been watching his subordinates on the ground. When Yuan Shan struck in her fury, she had not held back much.

Thus, the poor vampire was almost pasted to the ground, bones broken and flesh severed.

But in just the blink of an eye, a bush of bent horns oddly sprouted from the wounds, intertwining haphazardly.

This bizarre spectacle was something even he had never seen before.

Unfortunately, before he could observe further, Yuan Shan had already released the suppression.

And suddenly free from their restraints, the group on the ground showed a craze several times greater than before, almost instantaneously.

The next moment, Grantham, without saying another word, dashed forward.

At the same time, a number of illusory bat shadows spread from his body, attaching to each person trying to get up.

The bats vanished almost immediately, but the strange suppressive force that followed made the people’s joints as if rusted, all movements extremely sluggish.

Grantham wiped the cold sweat from his brow as he brought the situation under control in one go.

Despite it being Yuan Shan who had actively released the suppression, almost as if strategically abandoning these people,

should more deaths and injuries occur, the blame would undoubtedly fall upon the Gulad Family.

At that point, matters would be completely beyond salvation.

In fact, by now the situation had already become extremely delicate.

Many things had, without question, exceeded his understanding, seeming to inevitably spiral out of control, but then—

While he was hesitating, a flash of blade light appeared.

Grantham instinctively looked and saw Demigod Su, who had been silent all along, stepping forward and slashing out into the air.

The blade’s edge tore through the Void, and with a squirming motion, a shadowy mass was split in two and dissipated after a violent struggle.

This…

While inwardly shocked by her keen perception, Grantham also noticed that her weapon did not seem to possess any divine properties, yet it directly ripped through that existence with a cutting of solid matter.

“You’re right!”

As Yuan Shan spoke, around her body were already more than a dozen black ribbons dancing wildly, full of killing intent.

“These things are quite special, seemingly some sort of unique projection—”

Before she could finish, a suppressed howl erupted.

The vampire previously smeared on the ground had actually managed to stand up.

Compared to before, he now looked much more frenzied, both in appearance and mental state.

With claws, fangs, and twisted horns, adorned with terrifying appendages, he lunged once more at the nearest target.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Shan made no move, not even blinking.

Grantham’s eye twitched at the sight.

There was no choice, Chief Yuan had clearly refused to take action, but the smallest injury to the people on the ground would absolutely be on his own head.

Helplessly, he accelerated his body and dashed forward like lightning, his left hand transforming into a giant claw to rip apart the target’s head.

This time the crazed vampire did not undergo a new mutation, and lost all signs of life while still in mid-air.

Without certainty that he could control the vampire, Grantham was forced to kill his own kind.

Only then did Yuan Shan withdraw her gaze.

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Ribbons danced in the air, shredding a giant bird-shaped shadow, after which she fixed her gaze on Fu Qian.

“It feels like as long as the connection is maintained, these things cannot be killed off. Do you have any way to sever the connection?”

“Sever the connection… In my judgment, one of the bases of this connection is probably that flowing dark sediment, am I right?”

Towards the end, Fu Qian looked at Grantham and asked with a smile.

…

“I don’t really understand—but it does seem there is some kind of connection.”

Grantham, speaking half unconsciously, clenched his teeth and decided to agree with Fu Qian’s speculation.

“Exactly, speaking of which, this gathered dark sediment should be the result of the potion? Of course, not without a bit of guidance.”

Seeing Grantham’s expression become even more rigid, Fu Qian didn’t need an answer to know he had gotten the one he wanted.

“It seems that purifying this boiling sediment could possibly sever the connection.”

“Purify?”

Yuan Shan glanced at the still struggling crowd with a headache.

“How do we purify this, surely we can’t just kill them all?”

“Why not, the Gulad family’s speaker isn’t here?”

Fu Qian pointed at Grantham.

Why emphasize my presence here?

Pointed out like this, Grantham subconsciously startled.

“When the time comes, just kill them and pin it on him, say we were a step too late.”

“Mr. Fang… I am still here!”

This time, Grantham really panicked, pointing at the ground.

“And… they are all innocent.”

“Now you know they’re innocent?”

Fu Qian looked at him, with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

…

“Sorry, I really have no idea how to purify this. Such connections, once established, are very solid to my knowledge.”

Feeling unsettled by Fu Qian’s smile, Grantham quickly explained.

“Is that so?”

Fu Qian’s smile remained as he withdrew his gaze and turned to Yuan Shan.

“Don’t worry, purifying tainted souls is our specialty.”

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers and Decree Residue activated.

In the next moment, under the rich glow of the Red Moon, a dazzling brilliance appeared.

Clearly set against the high-tiered red moonlight, the splendor only dispersed it a little.

The dark tide rolling around them, however, melted away rapidly as if facing the blazing sun.

And at one moment, the dark tide swiftly contracted and twisted into a mass of profound darkness.

“The power of the Decrees? Truly fascinating.”

In the next moment, a voice came from inside, seemingly laced with laughter.

As the voice spoke, the profound darkness condensed further, taking on a humanoid form.

It was the grotesque body of a giant, nearly three meters tall.

Talons, slender limbs, and in the place of wings on its back, two more bent arms.

The swollen body displayed not skin but a conglomeration of muscle patterns forming bizarre designs, all submerged in thick bloodstains.

“You are—”

Fu Qian’s expression finally turned solemn.

“Right, I am.”

This being let out another deep chuckle.

“I am exactly what you’re looking for—”

In the next moment, it was interrupted by Fu Qian.

“Never resting, every pore dripping with blood, daring to trample all laws for a three hundred percent profit, willing to sell the very rope that hangs themselves for money—Capitalism?”