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I Can Devour Spirits

Chapter 366 - 301: Execution
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Chapter 366: Chapter 301: Execution

Duan Rong looked at the lone plum blossom on the blood-soaked handkerchief, seemingly unfazed by the overwhelming bloodstains that could not overshadow its proud demeanor...

Suddenly, Duan Rong’s brow twitched as his peripheral vision caught sight of someone standing at the edge of the dense forest ahead.

Duan Rong grabbed the handkerchief and tucked it away, then focused on the person.

It was Fan Yuanhai, with half of his left arm missing, looking at him with a smile.

"Junior Brother Duan Rong! These Filthy Blood Sect cultists are truly fearsome. Luckily, you’re alright. Come, let’s head toward the main road! Everyone else is waiting for us there."

Duan Rong was a Registered Disciple, while Fan Yuanhai was an Outer Disciple. For him to call Duan Rong ’Junior Brother’ was a gesture of camaraderie among fellow sect members.

As Fan Yuanhai spoke, he was already walking slowly towards Duan Rong.

"Senior Brother Fan, you seem to be injured?" Duan Rong’s gaze swept over Fan Yuanhai’s severed arm, and he stepped back with a serious expression.

"That’s right. I almost got killed by those Filthy Blood Sect cultists, but fortunately, I have a strong fate." Fan Yuanhai noticed the cautious look Duan Rong was giving him and frowned slightly.

When Fan Yuanhai had separated from the group upon leaving the city, it had already raised Duan Rong’s suspicions.

And now, here he was, suddenly appearing before him.

Duan Rong didn’t believe that Fan Yuanhai had specially come to ensure his safety.

He and Fan Yuanhai didn’t have that kind of relationship.

Duan Rong’s Divine Sense projected, passing through Fan Yuanhai’s dantian.

Fan Yuanhai was at the True Qi Realm Second Level, and his dantian was far from depleted!

Duan Rong’s mind raced like lightning, his gaze deepening.

"Junior Brother Duan Rong, why do you keep retreating? Do you think I would eat you?"

Fan Yuanhai stepped closer, planning to destroy Duan Rong’s dantian with a single move when he was unprepared. However, Duan Rong seemed to have seen through his intentions at first glance and kept retreating.

At this moment, the distance between the two not only didn’t decrease but actually widened significantly.

"Senior Brother Fan, you’re joking. In this deserted wilderness, it must have taken you some effort to find me, right?"

"Ah... Doesn’t this just prove that we are fated?"

"Indeed, indeed..." Duan Rong echoed, suddenly deploying the Cloud Serpent Step with full force, his figure leaping into the nearby dense forest.

As Duan Rong moved, Fan Yuanhai also gathered his True Qi and darted out.

Both of them simultaneously darted into the dense forest. Although Fan Yuanhai was a True Qi Realm Second Level expert and quite adept at lightweight skills, Duan Rong constantly maneuvered through the forest. Yet, within less than two breaths, Fan Yuanhai had already closed in.

Fan Yuanhai laughed, "Junior Brother Duan Rong, I want to be close to you. Why do you reject me so completely?"

As Fan Yuanhai spoke, he reached behind his waist with his right hand, grasping the Iron Fan. Channeling his True Qi, he aimed for Duan Rong’s dantian.

His body technique and realm far surpassed Duan Rong’s, ensuring there was no way he could miss with this strike.

Duan Rong had already prepared with his Divine Sense. The moment the Iron Fan approached, he channeled his thoughts, and blood threads erupted from his body!

The floating, wriggling blood threads, like living creatures, burst forth and gathered into a blood-red mass, colliding with the incoming Iron Fan!

Fan Yuanhai only saw a flash of blood before the gathered blood threads intercepted his Iron Fan!

Duan Rong had mastered the Second Layer of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill, achieving the same realm as Blood Monk Wu Xiang and Wei Yutian.

"Filthy Blood Divine Skill!"

Fan Yuanhai’s body momentarily paused at the sight of the blood, his mind rolling like waves.

"Duan Rong is actually a cultist from the Filthy Blood Sect!"

Fan Yuanhai immediately understood why Duan Rong had been able to kill Jie Daohan.

It further indicated that this ambush had him as the inside man.

Even more terrifying, Duan Rong was a Registered Disciple of the sect.

This was a major infiltration case by the Filthy Blood Sect into the sect!

If he could crack this case, it wouldn’t just mean a chance to advance to an Inner Sect Disciple, it would be a certainty!

Such a huge merit! It was like a gift from the heavens!

Fan Yuanhai’s eyes couldn’t conceal the gleam of joy.

Duan Rong’s movements were swift as plum blossom shadows appeared beside him, each Willow Leaf Saber flashing with light, darting toward Fan Yuanhai.

Fan Yuanhai flicked his wrist, and with a swoosh, the Iron Fan opened.

The Iron Fan flashed, swatting down each of the Willow Leaf Sabers!

While fending off the flying sabers shot by Duan Rong, Fan Yuanhai was already strategizing on how to deal with him.

But Duan Rong’s mind was already made up.

He suddenly leaped, wielding the Minghong Saber, slashing toward Fan Yuanhai. Fan Yuanhai reflexively swung his fan toward the saber shadow, but Duan Rong immediately withdrew, and at the same time, his left hand flicked, sending another Willow Leaf Saber flying!

Fan Yuanhai waved the Iron Fan, and with a ding, knocked the Willow Leaf Saber down, then sneered, "Junior Brother Duan Rong, your juggling skills are quite impressive. If you don’t perform on the streets, it would be a shame..."

Faced with Fan Yuanhai’s mocking, Duan Rong remained indifferent, his gaze fixed on the randomly wrapped rag on Fan Yuanhai’s severed left arm...

Just then, the rag soaked in blood suddenly fell...

The rag was haphazardly bandaged over the wound. In their chase through the forest, with Duan Rong’s thrown sabers and feigned attacks, he was forcing Fan Yuanhai’s movements.

Sure enough, as Fan Yuanhai’s body swayed, the rag fell from the wound...

At the moment the rag fell, Duan Rong suddenly closed in, slashing toward Fan Yuanhai. Fan Yuanhai sneered and swung his fan.

At this moment, Duan Rong’s mind sharply shifted, unleashing a Divine Soul Wave.

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