The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 508: How Will You Thank Me? [Part 1 & 2] - Novel Cool

Chapter 508: How Will You Thank Me? [Part 1 & 2]

Chapter 508: How Will You Thank Me? [Part 1 & 2]

Fang Che was on his way out of the city, heading towards the Phoenix Slope outside, to bury the unfortunate beauties.

This location was personally chosen by Fang Che.

According to ancient legends, a phoenix once nurtured and grew in this place. It was said that later, the phoenix was severely injured and had to rely on the power of its birthplace to complete its phoenix rebirth, spreading its wings and flying away.

Thus, it became the legendary phoenix immortal.

The seven water veins of the Southeast Seven Provinces were said to be left behind by the phoenix after its rebirth.

However, the phoenix's birthplace also depleted its luck, and the Phoenix Slope was said to have been scorched by the phoenix's rebirth fire, resulting in sparse vegetation for countless years.

So, the Phoenix Slope was now a semi-barren hill.

Inspired by the name 'Phoenix Slope', Fang Che chose a gentle slope surrounded by three mountains, symbolizing rebirth, as the burial ground for these ill-fated beauties.

He had a 'Maiden's Grave' built here, leaving space for future burials.

Fang Che knew that there were countless unfortunate beauties, and in the future, there might be even more. By gathering them together, they could find solace in each other's company.

The Maiden's Grave was located in a place embraced by three mountains, overlooking a beautiful river, with excellent feng shui, but far from the city.

Fang Che thought that perhaps these ill-fated women would not want to rest near the city, close to where they were wronged.

Now, seven days had passed, and the bodies had been transported there.

Countless parents who had not found their missing daughters followed, each holding incense candles and joss paper.

Although they still held onto a glimmer of hope, they also feared that their daughters might be among the deceased.

Many of them came to offer incense.

Fang Che hurriedly rushed out of the city, using his swift body technique.

He was afraid of missing the appointed time.

As he passed through a mountain forest, Fang Che suddenly stopped in his tracks, furrowing his brows.

On the mountain peak, a faint voice sounded, "Captain Fang is indeed a talented genius, with profound cultivation in martial arts. He can even detect our ambush. I'm impressed!"

Fang Che sighed inwardly.

It seemed that the more urgent his task, the more unexpected events occurred.

He took a deep breath.

With a steady grip on his sword hilt, he said, "As expected, there is a plot for revenge. Did you come out on your own, or should I guess?"

"Can Captain Fang guess?"

A hoarse laugh echoed, and six black shadows, like ghosts, floated from the forest.

They were clad in black, their faces covered.

Only their eyes, filled with hatred, were exposed.

"The righteous Captain Fang, the impartial and just Patrol Officer Fang! What a pleasure to meet you!"

The speaker deliberately altered his voice.

But the bone-deep hatred was evident.

Fang Che stood firm like a mountain, his eyes filled with mocking laughter, "You dare to kill but not show your faces! You dare to call yourselves Protectors? You are not worthy!"

The leader smiled faintly, "If Patrol Officer Fang believes we are Protectors, then we are."

Fang Che scoffed, "Do you want to frame the heretics? Are you all fools? If the heretics wanted to kill me, would they need to cover their faces? You cowards, a bunch of gutter rats, deserve to die!"

"Covering our faces to prevent recognition, altering our voices to avoid identification. You are all familiar to me!"

Fang Che's cold gaze swept over the six individuals, "If you deny it, then let's settle this with action. I'll kill you and search your homes later!"

The six men laughed sinisterly, "Patrol Officer Fang is indeed smart, but it's a pity that he, with such a promising future, will die here today. What a waste!"

Fang Che coldly chuckled, abandoning the sword-drawing technique, he drew his sword, its cold light flashing as he held it in his hand.

These six seemed well-acquainted with his strength.

None of them were Imperial Rank, but all were Sovereign Rank!

Apparently, they were well-informed about his performance in the captain contest.

Fang Che quickly calculated in his mind: They know my strength, and that a First or Second Rank Sovereign cannot defeat me. So, these six must be at least Third Rank or higher.

Considering the worst-case scenario, if the lowest among them is a Fourth or Fifth Rank Sovereign, then the others must be Sixth or Seventh Rank. The leader would be the one with the highest cultivation.

However, this highest-ranked individual did not exert the pressure of a Venerable Rank...

Meaning the highest rank among them was Ninth Rank Sovereign.

This meant that the assassination attempt on Fang Che was well-planned, and they would not send a Fourth or Fifth Rank Sovereign with a group of Second or Third Rank Sovereigns.

But it was also impossible for them all to be high-ranked, as that would diminish the authority of the leader.

When the leader spoke, the others initially had the intention to speak, but they immediately fell silent.

Their eyes showed respect for the leader—indicating a significant difference in cultivation and status.

These thoughts seemed lengthy, but in Fang Che's mind, they flashed by in an instant, and he had already figured everything out.

He immediately realized that to perfectly break free from this situation today, he could only resort to using the Netherworld.

It was his trump card. During his King Rank, he could already use the Netherworld to slay a Monarch Rank like Shang Gongzi.

Now, he was at the third level of the Imperial Rank!

However, if it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't use it. Because Fang Che wasn't sure if there were still enemies lurking in the shadows.

The leader of the black-clad masked men let out a hoarse, cold laugh, "Fang Qingtian, you're so ruthless even to your colleagues. Did you think you'd get away with it?"

Fang Che slowly retreated, his expression calm, not uttering a word.

"Killing a hero of the continent will come at a price. Fang Che, since you show no mercy to your colleagues, how can you expect them to be charitable to you?"

Fang Che replied indifferently, "Six Monarchs surrounding me is indeed a show of respect. Since it's like this, before I die, can I ask a question? Who are you? Which family do you belong to? Dare you speak?"

"Is Fang Qingtian treating us like inexperienced youngsters?"

The black-clad masked man coldly laughed, "Rest assured, Fang Che. When the sword severs your head, I'll let you know who you're dying at the hands of."

His eyes suddenly shot out a fierce light:

"It's getting late. Let's send Fang Patrol on his way. After all, over there, tens of thousands of beauties are waiting. Let them give him a proper welcome, this so-called... Fang Qingtian who gave them justice!"

Two clanging sounds, and two precious swords were drawn, one after the other.

Immediately, two black-clad men rushed forward, one on each side. They leaped into the air like soaring phoenixes, their sword auras chilling, slicing through the air with audible hisses.

Fang Che seemed to want to retreat, but two more men stood behind him, swords in hand.

These two were the highest in cultivation and the most oppressive to Fang Che.

"Don't be careless. Captain Fang is very strong. The former number one King of the continent, now at the second level of the Imperial Rank, is comparable to a first-level Monarch Rank genius... His battle prowess is already quite formidable."

"You must not underestimate him! These 365 wounds will let Fang Patrol experience their taste!"

"Taste the feeling of a blade cutting into your own body."

Two men attacked, four watched, ready to strike.

Fang Che's knife danced in his hands, blocking every attack without a single leak. He held his ground against two Monarch Rank opponents, not showing any weakness.

Steady and solid.

The leader of the black-clad men said indifferently, "Fang Patrol is using a knife now, but don't overlook the sword at his waist. Fang Patrol has a sword that can astonish the world, like the Sun Sword, a desperate move. It's a technique that can challenge those above his rank."

The sound of clashing weapons in the arena became more intense.

"Also, Fang Patrol's flying knife technique is unpredictable. Everyone, be cautious!"

"Additionally, Fang Patrol's mental fortitude is unwavering. He will never panic or act recklessly. If he does, it's definitely a trap."

This person observed keenly while explaining, revealing Fang Che's abilities in detail.

Apparently, they had done their research on Fang Che.

But these were the same abilities Fang Che had displayed in his youth during the Young Generation Battle.

"Fang Patrol's knife and sword are not ordinary. Be mindful of your own weapons, lest they get damaged."

Another reminder.

These reminders were not only to warn but also to disrupt Fang Che's thoughts.

Fang Che calmly countered each attack with his knife, his footwork steady and composed.

Steady and solid.

Occasionally, he would let out a long sigh.

"Don't bother. No one is coming."

The black-clad masked elder coldly laughed, "Thanks to you, Fang Qingtian. Now, everyone in Donghu Zhou is busy, and no one will notice the abnormalities outside the city. Your shouts are in vain."

A clashing sound rang out.

Knife and sword clashed.

Fang Che let out a fierce shout, and his aura burst forth, accompanied by a surge of malevolent energy.

This burst was only a fraction of his full power, but for an average warrior, it was already formidable.

The two men he was fighting were clearly affected by the surge of malevolent energy.

But the two men behind them immediately rushed forward, and the four of them surrounded Fang Che.

After the surge of malevolent energy, Fang Che was immediately pushed into a disadvantage.

The leader of the black-clad men's eyes grew heavy, "Fang Patrol truly lives up to his reputation as the number one King of the continent. This malevolent energy is astonishing. If there were only two or three of us, even if we could protect ourselves, we'd still be overwhelmed by you... Impressive!"

As they spoke, Fang Che, under their siege, let out an angry hum, and his body flickered with specks of bloodlight.

He had sustained some injuries.

The four men's siege was well-coordinated, their teamwork seamless.

Seeing Fang Che injured, they intensified their attacks without a word, in unison.

Fang Che seemed to lose his composure after getting injured. As his knife danced wildly, a sword light soared into the air like the rising sun.

The Sun Sword!!!

Its radiance was blinding.

At the same time, white shadows flickered, and three flying knives appeared, their cold lights flashing through the air.

The speed reached an extreme, and the angle was equally tricky.

However, the four were prepared, and at the moment Fang Che unleashed the Sun Sword, they simultaneously retreated, moving with the grace of a flowing river, each taking twenty zhang backward.

They calmly knocked the flying blade away.

Demonstrating their experience and skills honed through countless battles!

As Fang Che's attack missed, his understanding of the enemies became clearer: this was indeed the experience gained from countless life-and-death struggles in the midst of swords and flames.

Unfortunately, such experience and such a skilled master were now here for personal vengeance to kill me!

Seizing the moment when the four enemies retreated, Fang Che's body transformed into a ray of light, merging with his sword, and he flew swiftly towards the treetops.

But before he could reach them, a dark shadow appeared before him.

A cluster of light rushed towards him.

"Get down!!"

A cold reprimand rang out.

With a boom, Fang Che's body flew far away, landing on the ground and rolling. Midway through the roll, he bit his tongue, causing a drop of blood to appear at the corner of his mouth.

He propped himself up with one hand and looked up.

His fair face now had more noticeable bloodstains.

"You are all Protectors! What I, Fang Che, have done, is it really for personal vengeance? Is it taking private revenge? Is it an abuse of power? Have I done wrong? You know it in your hearts, but why do this?"

He panted, his eyes fixed on this group.

Only now did he try to reason, but it gave off a sense of being at the end of his rope.

The leader in black spoke calmly, "Fang Che's actions are naturally impartial and just. We do not think you have done wrong."

"But the punishment is too severe!"

"Many people didn't deserve to die."

"It's just a matter of you lifting your hand to let them pass. Moreover, after they pass, they will recognize their mistakes, correct their ways, and strive harder to atone. Fang Che, you didn't give them this chance!"

"So today, we also don't want to give Fang Che a chance!"

His eyes revealed a bloody hue, "We are all Protectors, born and raised in life-and-death struggles for so many years, bathed in blood and sweat. Yet, for what? Just for the daughters of some commoners... Fang Che, do you know how many daughters of the poor he has saved over the years?"

Fang Che responded calmly, "A capital offense is a capital offense. Even if it's a minor offense, touching the bottom line is still a capital offense!"

"So, Fang Che, here, it's also a capital offense!"

The leader shouted, "Kill!"

At this command, the quickest to move was Fang Che.

His sword had already returned to its sheath.

His face suddenly revealed a serene expression.

His body leaped into the air.

With a boom, his aura surged, and in that moment, the six people saw the scenery before them vanish.

Only a knife remained in front of them!

It flickered with light, piercing through space and time like lightning!

A blade of coalesced aura!

Fang Che didn't even have time to breathe or speak, he just exploded with power.

"Aura!"

The elder in the air cried out in surprise and immediately reacted.

But it was too late.

The blade seemed to carry the power of the sun, moon, stars, heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, and everything, slicing through with unmatched speed!

Pfft...

Two heads flew up into the air, still covered in black cloth.

Blood gushed from their necks, but they remained standing, their swords still in hand.

This strike was so fast, it beheaded them before their bodies could even react."

Boom!

The elder's palm also landed heavily on Fang Che's blade.

Fang Che grunted.

He twisted his body, using this force to fly diagonally ten zhang, landing on a large rock, his breathing rapid as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face turning deathly pale.

However, the aura of heaven and earth coalescing together was also broken.

The others then felt the space around them, and the scenery of heaven and earth returned to their line of sight!

They all retreated several zhang, their eyes revealing a look of fear!

But three of them didn't retreat, and two of them, already beheaded, couldn't move, but the third also stood in place, unmoving.

"Old Four! Old Four! What's wrong with you?"

One of them cried anxiously.

Old Four, still standing in place, had a flying blade's handle protruding from the middle of his neck.

Blood flowed down the handle.

And this blade was tilted, piercing upwards from the neck into his brain!

His body turned half a circle, his eyes rolling back, and his sword clattered to the ground. His body also fell!

Not even a sound was made.

"Old Four!"

The other three cried out simultaneously, filled with inexplicable shock!

Six people tried to stop Fang Che, but before Fang Che died, three of their own had already perished!

No one expected that this mere Imperial-level master had achieved such a massive and solid coalesced aura!

No wonder the leader praised his skills, he wasn't the least bit worried.

This was his trump card!

The leader in black, his face uncovered, looked at Fang Che, who was panting on the large rock, his teeth chattering, and said harshly, "Well done, Fang Che! You've been hiding your true abilities! A single strike, and you're a born killer! You're a beast without a shred of conscience!"

Fang Che's face turned deathly pale.

A large bloodstain on his chest.

Breathing heavily, he propped himself up with his knife on a large rock, stabilizing his body. His body swayed slightly, and he rasped, "How...you came to kill me...cough, cough, cough...I counter-killed you...how pitiful is that?"

"Hello! You're doing well!"

The black-clothed elder's eyes, like a venomous snake, glared at Fang Che, "You're good at hiding, and you've already understood the coalesced aura...You're a genius! But so what, with this knife, how many more times can you slash?"

"I'll kill you...cough, cough...not in my vocabulary!"

Fang Che took a deep breath, panting heavily, and stood up unsteadily, his knife raised.

The knife tip trembled slightly, as if he couldn't hold it steady.

But his eyes were determined, "Even if I can't kill you, today I've taken down...cough, cough, three of you...today I've made it worth it, it's enough!"

"Kill him!"

The black-clothed elder was filled with nameless rage, looking at his three brothers lying on the ground. His heart felt like it was dripping blood.

A furious roar of anger.

The two black-clothed masked men simultaneously leaped forward, their eyes blazing with an almost suicidal frenzy, "Fang Che! I'll tear you to pieces!"

Fang Che breathed heavily, his eyes quickly glancing at the leading elder.

This old thing, even at a time like this, still didn't make a move together! Just as the two men leaped into the air, Fang Che seemed to let out a dying roar.

His entire body ignited, leaping with a decisive momentum from the large rock.

At the same moment.

One-third of the malevolent aura, erupted!

One-third of the killing aura, erupted!

After being baptized and transformed by the endless deathly aura of the Yin Yang World, one-third of Fang Che's aura erupted, enough to shock everything! At the same time.

The knife's aura, energy, and radiance, erupted simultaneously!

Heaven-Hating Blade Technique.

Heaven-Hating Blind.

Heaven-Hating Heartless.

Heaven-Hating Emotionless.

Heaven-Hating Unjust.

Four moves, erupted simultaneously!

At this moment, the knife's radiance directly slashed through the space like a crystal ball exploding into fragments in mid-air!

The leading black-clothed man's eyes widened in disbelief, and a brief, intense collision sounded in the air.

Then, a burst of knife radiance!

The knife's energy surged, filling the entire world!

A chilling aura enveloped his body, and for a moment, he felt his entire body freeze. Even his blood seemed to freeze! His mind was in a daze, unable to react.

Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft, countless sounds merged into one.

Boom!

The entire space was filled with a pink mist! A black shadow staggered out of the pink mist, long knife in hand, head lowered, breathing heavily!

His body was covered in wounds.

It was Fang Che!

But aside from him, there was no one else. The other two black-clothed men, in this moment of frenzied eruption, completely vanished between heaven and earth! Fang Che's body swayed, and he finally couldn't support himself, sitting down on the ground with a thud.

He coughed up three mouthfuls of blood, before raising his head.

Facing the leading black-clothed masked man, he laughed viciously.

He struggled to lift his seemingly unraisable head, tilting it towards the black-clothed man with a smile.

The smile was filled with cruelty! His legs were covered in deep wounds, the bones visible. Blood flowed down his legs.

Instantly, the ground was stained red.

The leading black-clothed masked man was stunned, looking at the scene...countless tiny black fragments, no bigger than toothpicks, fell like small black butterflies.

"People..."

He muttered in a daze, "People?"

Fang Che laughed, coughing, sitting on the ground, pointing at the surrounding mist and blood, "You're talking about...your two brothers? Look...see? This pink mist, this world, this land, this..."

"Your two brothers have become one with the world...this cultivation, it's truly amazing!

"They've cultivated to the point of embodying heaven and earth, tsk tsk...amazing!"

Fang Che looked at the black-clothed masked man with disdain, "Haha...embodying heaven and earth is amazing, but trying to piece it back together...is even harder...satisfied? Are you satisfied?"

The black-clothed masked man looked at the pink mist that hadn't settled yet.

His mind went blank!

"Fang Che!"

The black-clothed masked man's voice changed completely, his eyes filled with rage, "You...you killed my brothers...you killed my brothers..."

"I turned your brothers into mist! Are you happy?"

Fang Che sat on the ground, pointing around, "In this world, who can forever become mist? I helped your brothers achieve it. I helped your brothers realize a miracle, you...how do you thank me?"

(End of Chapter)

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