Monarch Night

Chapter 1577: Chapter 6: Whimper, Whimper, Whimper... [2-in-1]

Couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Even the high levels have some tales... Like Xue Fuxiao, in the past when we Sect Hierarchs and protectors surrounded him, pounding him every day until he looked like a pig’s head, he still managed to escape each time due to his strong life force."

Bei Mingxin mused: "Back then, whenever a few people from each side encountered each other, it would turn into a battle, calling allies and fighting every day. A fight between two often became a brawl, far too common."

"Otherwise, how did our predecessors die? And many of the Guardians’ peak masters, where are they now? Dead, of course."

"Even now, people keep dying incessantly."

Bei Mingxin sighed, speaking of these past events often led to a fading interest.

"Let’s go, we should also head to Guang Ming Peak and take a look."

Bei Mingxin warned: "Once we enter, we must not stay beyond an hour; whether we find anything or not, we must immediately retreat."

"Understood."

The other six were eager, itching to go.

Truth is... aside from Bei Mingxin, none of the others have Divine Metal Weapons.

Weapons forged from Star Metal are indeed divine and sharp, but they lack growth, and thus cannot truly be considered divine weapons.

Now that we’re here, we have to try our luck at Guang Ming Peak no matter what.

Although Bei Mingxin was aware of the thoughts of the six and their deliberate guidance in this direction.

He did not oppose it strongly.

Because the strength of us seven together is enough. Though not matching the top ten of the Cloud Weapon List, certainly comparable to the seventeenth or eighteenth positions?

It’s just going in for a while, should be no big problem.

The seven drifted forward within the isolation zone, slowly reaching the riverside.

Fang Che’s Divine Sense adhered to the Golden Horned Flood Dragon, watching from afar.

From a distance, the water sparkled with golden light, but upon closer inspection, it was completely black.

It flowed silently forward, without the usual sound of rushing water.

A protector used his power to grab a large rock, and with a bang, smashed it into the water, creating only a three-foot splash, which then disappeared without a sound.

"This water reeks of strangeness."

Bei Mingxin said: "Everyone’s here for the first time, beware of demon beasts beneath the water."

He estimated: "The river is about three hundred feet wide, we should fly straight over from above, not too low."

"Alright."

The seven simultaneously leaped up, tens of feet above the ground, darting like lightning towards the opposite side.

Just as the seven were about to reach mid-river from the air, suddenly...

A deafening roar erupted.

Fang Che from afar couldn’t help but widen his eyes, witnessing a breathtaking scene.

The calm river water suddenly surged high in the sky, up to a hundred feet.

A beast resembling a giant python soared upwards, with black scales all over its body, about seven to eight feet... thick!

Hundreds of feet in length.

A python’s body, but with a massive bull head. Its enormous mouth opened, spewing black air.

Its tongue lashed out whipping a protector in the air.

Amid screams, it was sucked into its mouth in a flash. Blood spray splattered as screams turned from loud to muffled, seemingly still shrieking inside the monster’s belly...

Bei Mingxin roared furiously, his sword suddenly unleashed thousands of feet of Sword Qi, madly falling upon the demon beast.

But the demon beast showed no harm, at least where the sword struck, there was no blood, its massive body falling with the surging water.

With a crashing sound, it landed back into this mysterious river.

Bei Mingxin and the remaining five had no leverage in the air, rushed to the opposite side before turning back.

However, the beast was nowhere to be seen.

Just moments ago, the friend who had joked and traveled along for thousands of years together... was forever buried in the monster’s belly!

"Old Seven!!"

Bei Mingxin burst out in agony, his rage uncontainable.

The other five simultaneously launched sword attacks, Sword Qi flashing like thunderbolts, stirring monstrous waves on the blackwater river surface.

But the monster never appeared again!

"Old Seven!"

The five were overwhelmed with grief, screaming madly, tears streaming down.

Watching from afar, Fang Che only felt a chill rising from the tailbone, instantly making his spine icy cold, both hands and feet feeling weak.

Cold sweat profusely appeared on his forehead.

Because he had been hesitating whether to go over just moments ago.

Seeing the situation now, he had no inclination whatsoever. This monster is larger than the giant pythons he encountered in the Yin Yang Realm!

More ferocious too!

When Bei Mingxin and the team attacked just now, Fang Che felt their cultivation, far surpassing his own!

At the very least, they should be Saint Level, though Fang Che hadn’t reached that level, so couldn’t evaluate accurately.

But such cultivation, still easily consumed by the underwater monster.

The leader’s sword strike was a full-powered attack, yet couldn’t pierce the beast’s defense!

Not even a scratch.

If I had not hesitated and had gone over there... I would likely have been digested and excreted by now?

Thank goodness, how fortunate!

Across the way, Bei Mingxin and the six dumbly stared at the Heishui River water, filled with fear and sorrow.

They had crossed over.

Two thousand miles ahead was Guang Ming Peak.

That was the legendary treasure land, also where danger was said to be the greatest. But... hadn’t reached that place yet, already lost one at the Heishui River!

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