133: Chapter 133 Running? Running also counts as time!

On the battlefield, the Poison Python's aura vanished instantly.

His parting words echoed in everyone's minds, and everyone's hearts sank.

If this Tier 5 Great Demon were allowed to escape, it would be like letting a tiger return to the mountains—endless trouble!

However, the Faceless Man standing at the edge of the deep crater looked at the empty void before him, his emotions showing not the slightest fluctuation.

[Internal Chat Group]

[Kidneys (laughing in anger)]: "Run?" "Running counts as time, you know!" "Trying to pull a space jump in front of someone who has mastered the core of spatial laws?" "Does he look down on me too much?" "Lock on the coordinates! Just three meters ahead, in the spatial interlayer!"

[Brain]: "Received!" "Let's drag him out."

In reality, the Faceless Man slowly raised his hands.

He did not use a weapon; instead, those hands wearing black gloves reached slowly toward the air that seemed empty before him.

Then, he splayed his five fingers and suddenly clawed down!

"Zzzzt!!!" A teeth-grinding sound, like tearing cloth, resounded across the entire field.

In the terrified gazes of everyone, Jiang You's hands had actually forced their way into the void!

It was just like prying open elevator doors. His arm muscles bulged as he tore fiercely to both sides!

"Open... for me!!!"

"Boom!!!"

Space shattered. A pitch-black, deep spatial rift, with chaotic storms flowing within, had been forcibly torn open by the Faceless Man, relying on pure brute force and the reinforcement of spatial laws!

Through that gap, people clearly saw the scene inside. It was a grey, not-too-large Subspace.

And the Poison Python, who had just hidden inside and was preparing to breathe a sigh of relief to heal his wounds, was currently staring blankly at the top.

He saw those huge hands that had torn the firmament. He saw the black-clothed figure standing outside the rift, looking down at him like a god or demon.

"How... how is this possible?" The Poison Python was terrified out of his wits, his liver and gallbladder splitting: "Are you f***ing kidding me?" "You actually tore open space?" "This is my world! This is my safe house!!!" "He's hacking! I'm not playing anymore!"

The Faceless Man did not pay attention to his screaming. He stepped out and dove directly into that unstable Subspace!

"Safe house?" A cold voice echoed within the Subspace.

"In this world, there is no place I cannot enter."

"And there is no place... I cannot smash!"

This place was supposed to be the Poison Python's home turf, his absolute domain upon which he relied for survival. But at this moment, this so-called "safe house" had turned into a narrow beast-fighting cage. And the Poison Python was that mouse trapped in the cage.

"You... don't come over here!!!" The Poison Python looked at the man in black, who had strode into the void and was wrapped in silver spatial laws, and his mentality completely collapsed.

The Faceless Man's figure flashed, appearing instantly before the Poison Python. The Poison Python waved his sharp claws in terror, trying to resist, but Jiang You just pushed aside his attack casually. Immediately after, Jiang You's large hand, wearing a black glove, grabbed the Poison Python's hair.

"Get... out!"

"Boom!" Jiang You put strength into his waist, and like throwing a shot put, he dragged the Poison Python by the head and threw him fiercely toward that torn rift!

"Ah!!!" The Poison Python let out a shrill scream, his whole body turning into a dark green meteor, forcibly thrown back from the Subspace into the real world!

...

Mist Swamp, outside Bai Lan's cabin.

Everyone was looking up, watching that pitch-black spatial rift in the sky.

Suddenly.

"Whoosh!!!" A figure covered in blood, with shattered scales, shot out from the rift, falling like a meteorite.

"Boom!!!" The ground shook violently again. The Poison Python slammed heavily onto the ground, even bouncing two meters high, before falling back to the bottom of the crater like a pile of mud.

His bones were shattered, blood flowing from his seven orifices. That arrogant Tier 5 Great Demon was now like a dead dog with a broken spine.

Before everyone could recover from their shock, that black-clothed figure slowly walked out of the spatial rift.

He did not fall; instead, it was as if he were stepping on invisible stairs, walking down elegantly from high in the sky, step by step. With every step taken, the air beneath his feet would ripple with silver waves.

"Plop." The Faceless Man landed and stood at the edge of the deep crater.

The zixiao thunder bamboo in his hand was not flashing with thunder light at this moment; instead, it had become plain and simple, looking just like an ordinary fire poker. But it was this stick that made the Poison Python, who still had a breath left in the crater, feel a trembling from the depths of his soul.

"Spare... spare my life..." The Poison Python lifted his head with difficulty, his vertical pupils filled with pleading: "Great human powerhouse!" "I am willing to submit... I am willing to be your mount..."

The Faceless Man looked down at him, his mask tilting slightly.

[Brain]: "A mount?" "Too ugly, not as cool as that pig from before." "Besides, this guy is wicked, keeping him is a disaster." "Right Hand, send him on his way."

[Right Hand]: "Got it! Final strike!"

In reality, the Faceless Man did not speak, only shaking his head lightly. Then, he raised the zixiao thunder bamboo in his hand.

This strike had no earth-shattering momentum, nor any sky-filling light effects. It only had speed. Speed to the extreme.

"Pfft!" A light sound. It was like the sound of a ripe watermelon being smashed. The zixiao thunder bamboo easily pierced through the Poison Python's skull, which was said to be indestructible; the demonic energy shield was just for show in the face of this strike.

The Poison Python's body stiffened suddenly, the vitality in his eyes dissipating rapidly, finally freezing in endless fear and regret.

The Tier 5 Great Demon, who had lurked for decades, the generation's hero Bone-Eroding Venomous Python. Deceased. He didn't even have time to finish his last words.

The wind blew gently, sweeping away the smoke and blood of the battlefield.

Jiang You slowly retracted the zixiao thunder bamboo, casually shaking off a trace of blood stained on it. He stood beside the half-human, half-beast corpse of the Great Demon, his black trench coat fluttering, like a god or demon who had just completed a judgment.

The entire scene was deathly silent. Whether it was the elites of various classes, the freaks of Class F, or those demon beasts that hadn't had time to escape. Everyone remained in a petrified posture, unable to even move their eyeballs.

One-hit kill. This was a true one-hit kill. From tearing open space to chase him in, to beating him out, to smashing his head with a stick. The whole process was smooth and flowing, without any hesitation, as if this wasn't hunting a Tier 5 Great Demon, but stepping on an ant by the roadside.

In Class F's camp.

The stopwatch in Xiang Batian's hand had already been crushed by him. He looked at the deep crater, his eyes flashing with a light so fanatical it was almost perverted, his muscles trembling violently from excessive excitement: "Too beautiful... too strong..." "That is absolute muscle control! That is the perfect technique for exerting force! Not a single bit of energy was wasted!" "That strike just now... it looked plain and unremarkable, but it actually concentrated all the power into a single point!"

Xiang Batian's knees went weak, almost kneeling down: "I want to be his apprentice! I must become his apprentice! This is the ultimate mystery of muscles I have been pursuing!"