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"Hu Fang, what are you..." I looked at Hu Fang beside me in surprise, a faint sense of foreboding creeping into my heart.
The Death Apostle nearby seemed to sense something was off as well. He quickly tugged at my clothes and pulled me aside, saying, "It looks like Hu Fang has also awakened the power of Hatred, just like you did when you were using it."
"Could it be that Hu Fang saw Yao Long, Li Zhisheng, and Haoyang being attacked, which triggered her desire to help them and inadvertently activated Hatred?!"
"That should be the case..." the Death Apostle replied.
At that moment, the Evil Spirit, who had been fighting Yao Long and Li Zhisheng with ease, suddenly became alert upon seeing Hu Fang's condition. He tensed up and assumed an attacking stance, his eyes fixed on Hu Fang as he muttered to himself, "Looks like I need to get down to business first!"
With that, he vanished from my sight. "Where did he go?!" I anxiously looked around, but the Evil Spirit was nowhere to be found; not even a trace of his presence remained.
Just as I was at a loss for what to do, Hu Fang suddenly stood up. One of her eyes had turned bloodshot and filled with veins, and a stream of crimson liquid slowly trickled down her cheek.
She glanced at me without saying a word and suddenly reached out a hand toward the Death Apostle. "Hu Fang, you..." I hurriedly raised my sword and swung it in the direction of Hu Fang's outstretched hand.
I initially thought she intended to harm the Death Apostle, but to my shock, Hu Fang's hand caught the Evil Spirit that was about to strike him down.
The Evil Spirit froze for a moment before attempting to escape. However, at that moment, Hu Fang seemed to have completely lost her sanity. She roared loudly and raised her other hand to smash down on the Evil Spirit.
Just as Hu Fang's hand was about to hit the Evil Spirit, in a lightning-fast move, the Evil Spirit suddenly produced a gleaming dagger from his palm, intending to sever Hu Fang's arm.
Seeing this, I quickly gripped Jiang Ling and charged forward. There was a loud clang as Jiang Ling collided with the dagger in the Evil Spirit's hand, sending sparks flying.
I had exerted too much force; my entire arm went numb from the impact. "Don't get in my way!" The Evil Spirit shouted angrily as he kicked me away.
Since I had not summoned the Void Spirit yet, the kick sent me flying and I coughed up blood, feeling a heaviness in my chest while stars danced before my eyes.
“Shen Xu! Are you okay?!” The Death Apostle hurriedly approached to ask. I waved my hand, “I’m fine. You should go check on Yao Long and the others.”
Upon hearing this, the Death Apostle nodded and ran towards where Yao Long lay on the ground, while I quickly turned my gaze towards Hu Fang. At that moment, I saw the Evil Spirit already engaged in a fierce battle with Hu Fang.
Hu Fang was now like a demon from hell, relentlessly attacking the Evil Spirit. Each strike seemed to contain immense power, causing the Evil Spirit to avoid defense and instead focus on dodging.
“I have to admit, your abilities are indeed strong, but they lack any form of strategy!” The Evil Spirit suddenly vanished from in front of Hu Fang and reappeared behind her.
I realized then that the Evil Spirit was moving through shadows; any place with a shadow allowed it to come and go freely.
“Hu Fang, behind you!” I shouted, struggling to summon the Void Spirit to help her. But before I could act, Hu Fang abruptly turned around and used the momentum of her spin to throw a punch backward.
It seemed chaotic, yet it was powerful. The Evil Spirit was caught off guard and was struck directly by Hu Fang’s punch, crashing against a nearby mountain with a loud bang that kicked up a cloud of dust.
I never expected Hu Fang to possess such incredible physical strength; no wonder Li Zhisheng had mentioned that there was an indistinct soul within her.
Just as I thought this, Hu Fang didn’t stop there. Several semi-transparent appendages suddenly emerged from her back, resembling tentacles but thicker than Soul Threads—about the width of an adult's arm.
These tentacles moved as if they were alive, relentlessly smashing towards the Evil Spirit at an astonishing speed, like a torrential storm pouring down upon it.
Watching Hu Fang's frenzied assault, I thought, “Even if you are an Evil Spirit or a demon, you should be sent reeling by now.”
However, contrary to my expectations, just as I relaxed my guard slightly, an extremely intense Killing Intent suddenly emanated from within the dust cloud. This Killing Intent grew stronger with each of Hu Fang’s attacks.
Moments later, a gust of wind blew through the dust, dispersing it and revealing a figure in my line of sight. This figure resembled the previous Evil Spirit but was covered in countless spikes all over its body. Remarkably, none of Hu Fang's attacks managed to touch it; they were deflected by an invisible force as they approached.
“Are you done yet?” The shadowy figure leaned slightly forward and lunged at Hu Fang. In the blink of an eye, it closed in on her, and then the spikes surrounding its body suddenly scattered outward.
A multitude of black spikes struck Hu Fang, preventing her from continuing her attack. Instead, she used her translucent tendrils to shield herself, forming a protective barrier.
Seeing this, the shadow did not relent. It quickly gathered power in its hands, forming a Black Sphere. This sphere was distinctly different from the one used by Li Zhisheng; it seemed to create a massive suction force, continuously drawing in the tendrils that Hu Fang had placed in front of her. As the amount being absorbed increased, the sphere grew larger.
"Stop him!" At that moment, a voice came from afar—it was Death Apostle. I turned to see him crouched beside Yao Long, urgently shouting at him.
Yao Long was still struggling to recover from his previous injuries, and now with another wound to his abdomen, he found it difficult to stand up again. However, upon seeing the Black Sphere gradually consuming Hu Fang's power, he seemed to realize the severity of the situation.
With great effort, Yao Long raised Azure Spirit and concentrated all the blue flames on the bow into a single azure arrow. After pulling the bowstring back with all his might, he released it.
The arrow, shining with a brilliant blue light, did not fly toward its target like previous arrows. Instead, it suddenly exploded mid-air, splitting into countless sharp arrows that shot straight toward the Black Sphere in the shadow's hand.
At the same time, Li Zhisheng, who had remained silent in the distance, also gathered power in his hands to form a sharp spear. Just as Yao Long released his arrow, he hurled his spear toward the sphere held by the shadow...
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