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At Beishan, the phenomenon of Frenzy, which had been as catastrophic as the collapse of heaven and earth, had calmed down significantly. However, the black mist that rose like smoke still hung high in the air, enveloping the depths of Beishan. Within this black mist, two crimson lights shone like searchlights, fixated on Fang Chen and Bai Xingchen's location.
Clap, clap, clap...
Only Fang Chen and Bai Xingchen remained in the Servants' Area, where a somewhat eerie sound continued to echo.
Outside Beishan, despite the significant commotion, no one dared to enter. Yet everyone's gaze was already drawn to the scene within. Now, Fang Chen and Bai Xingchen, still inside Beishan, had naturally become the focus of everyone's attention.
However... the scene between these two seemed rather bizarre. Listening to the sound of slapping, many felt their eyelids twitching and could faintly sense their faces growing hot.
"Who is this guy? So ruthless..."
"Is that really Senior Brother Bai Xingchen? How tragic..."
"Don't hit the face; this person is truly vicious."
"A Body Refinement Realm Little One is actually slapping Bai Xingchen's face. What has this world come to?"
The crowd buzzed with disbelief. Bai Xingchen, an Inner Sect Disciple, was a renowned figure among countless disciples in Ziyang Sect. Powerful, handsome, with an ethereal demeanor—everything about him made him a prominent character among his peers. Yet now, this figure was being slapped in the face by a boy who seemed to have suddenly appeared from nowhere and only possessed Body Refinement Realm cultivation. The sound of slapping echoed throughout Beishan.
Why was this Mutation at Beishan so unusual? What had happened to Bai Xingchen? And who was this boy?
Questions flashed through everyone's minds but soon someone recognized Fang Chen's identity, and the events at Xuantian Hall began to circulate.
"So he's that Fang Chen with over twenty thousand points. Impressive..."
"He swept through a group of lowly Crimson Bright Sect members on the mountain path. Although he only has Body Refinement Realm cultivation now, he is indeed extraordinary."
...
"Kill me, heh heh, you killed me..." Amidst the continuous slapping sounds came a chilling voice. At that moment, an overwhelming sense of resentment spread through the air.
In the line of sight, Bai Xingchen's body was frozen in place, unable to move. The elegance he once possessed had completely vanished. His originally flawless face was now marred with patches of red, purple, and black.
Blood seeped from his mouth, eyes, nose, and ears. His entire face resembled that of a pig's head, trampled countless times, grotesque and terrifying. The clear five-fingered imprints that had once marked his face had transformed into a solid patch of purple-black, with some areas already beginning to fester.
"Kill you?" Fang Chen elegantly withdrew his fair hand, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth. The mockery on his face was thick as he said, "I haven't finished beating you yet; how could I bear to kill you?"
If anyone wanted to kill Bai Xingchen at this moment, it would undoubtedly be Fang Chen. However, he had no intention of doing so. He couldn't kill him; in fact, if he were to act, it would lead to unpredictable consequences—consequences that would likely not bode well for him.
"A half-step Heavenly Realm—impressive, huh?"
"To decide someone's life or death with just a few words, treating Sect rules as mere suggestions—who gave you the audacity?"
"Your words are Sect rules? How utterly rebellious! Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the Sect elders."
Fang Chen scolded, and with each word he spoke, a distinct sound of slapping echoed.
Seemingly feeling a bit fatigued from the slapping, Fang Chen shook his hand and leaned closer to Bai Xingchen's grotesque face. He whispered softly in his ear, "Kill you? Do you think I don't want to kill you?"
The gentle tone of his voice initially sounded like an intimate exchange between lovers. However, upon closer inspection, one could detect an overwhelming intent to kill hidden within those words. This murderous intent was certainly no less than the resentment Bai Xingchen felt toward Fang Chen at that moment.
Before the Mutation occurred, Fang Chen had been pushed to the brink by Bai Xingchen and had no choice but to resort to the Forbidden Technique. Once he did that, it was hardly different from facing death; the only distinction was that he would drag Bai Xingchen and others down with him.
It could be said that Bai Xingchen's arrival had completely trapped Fang Chen in a situation where death loomed from all sides. In this life, Fang Chen had an infinite future ahead of him. He understood clearly that his life was not solely his own; if he died, the Fang Family would repeat the tragic fate of his previous life—destroyed within six months.
This was a deadly grudge that could not be resolved.
At this moment, Fang Chen was merely collecting some interest on this deadly grudge.
With the sound of slapping echoing around them, Bai Xingchen transitioned from cold mockery to gradual numbness as he allowed Fang Chen to continue striking his increasingly purple-black face.
"To dare provoke her son even on Beishan—this guy is truly unfortunate."
In a dazzling land of Purple Radiance, Luo Qingyan lightly glanced towards the direction of the North Mountain, softly murmuring to herself. There was no indication that she intended to take action.
But in the next moment.
"Hmm?" Luo Qingyan raised her eyebrows slightly, a strange expression appearing on her face.
"Interesting." She slowly uttered these two words, still making no move, yet there was a hint of glee on her face.
At the same time as Luo Qingyan's murmurs echoed.
"Stop!" A rumbling voice erupted like thunder at that moment, carrying an astonishing pressure that enveloped Fang Chen. Meanwhile, outside the North Mountain, in the distance, an elderly man dressed in luxurious robes with a somewhat gloomy expression stepped through the air, rapidly approaching.
"It's Elder Bai!" The moment this elder appeared, many who had been secretly observing the situation were taken aback. Soon after, their gazes swept over to Bai Xingchen, whose face was grotesquely bruised and swollen, resembling a Purple-Black pig's head, and then to the gloomy-robed elder, their expressions filled with confusion.
"Heh... Hehe..." Bai Xingchen struggled to lift his eyes, laboriously glancing at the figure approaching through the air while emitting an eerie laugh.
"A powerful being from the Heavenly Realm!" As Fang Chen felt the surrounding space freeze with the hand reaching towards Bai Xingchen suddenly pausing in mid-air, his pupils constricted slightly.
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