Chapter 185 The Lost Treasure

The black-robed man had seen many geniuses who challenged opponents above their level.

But he had never heard of anyone with such terrifying cross-level combat ability as Fang Yue!

"If I'm not careful, even I might have my head chopped off!"

The more he understood Fang Yue's terrifying potential, the stronger the black-robed man's killing intent became.

Clack clack clack!

Just then, he suddenly noticed that the severed hand he was holding in his right hand was trembling violently.

What was originally just a bizarre, parchment-like thumb was now spreading like a viral infection. Starting with the thumb, the entire severed hand was being infected and turned into parchment.

Before long, the entire severed hand had completely transformed into a papery texture, giving off an eerie feeling.

The black-robed man was taken aback, thinking it was some kind of sinister curse. But then he saw that after the severed hand underwent this change, it quickly began to disintegrate like it was being shredded, breaking down into a large number of granular remnants. These remnants rose into the air and rapidly floated in a certain direction.

In just a moment, the severed hand had completely disintegrated and disappeared, leaving behind only a dirty black handkerchief.

Staring at the direction in which the remnants of the severed hand were floating, the black-robed man's face was as dark as water. He put away the handkerchief, picked up the exquisite Eight-Phase Flute hanging from his waist, pressed two holes, and blew a soft note...

Crack crack crack!

With just one note, the exquisite Eight-Phase Flute shattered and broke apart, turning into seven or eight pieces. Before the black-robed man could recover, it transformed into shooting stars and shot off in the direction the severed hand remnants had floated, its speed astonishing!

The black-robed man stared blankly as the shattered Eight-Phase Flute flew away. His mind went completely blank, and he was completely stunned.

What, what the hell was going on?!

He was shocked. His treasure had run away!

This was unheard of! Did this thing have its own consciousness? He had never heard anyone mention it before!

Coming back to his senses, the black-robed man was immediately furious.

Failing to kill the person was his own mistake, but the flute running away was practically a death sentence. The importance of this thing was far greater than any mission objective!

The black-robed man felt like he was going crazy!

Without thinking, he immediately set off, chasing wildly in the direction the flute and the decomposed severed hand had gone.

He pushed his speed to the limit, like a prehistoric beast running wild on the ice plains, each step shaking the ground with a deafening roar, flattening all obstacles!

...

In an icy and snowy world, a black line darted through the surrounding scenery like lightning. The completely frozen Han River was now faintly visible ahead!

"Faster! Faster!"

Fang Yue, dragging his almost collapsing body, was relying entirely on willpower to run wildly.

The injuries left by the Rain-realm expert could not be suppressed even by [Breath of the Night]. The sword wounds containing sword intent were exactly the same as when he encountered Tian Ruichi before. Only heaven-defying techniques like [Temporal Reversion] could truly heal the injuries.

But now, there was a problem with Temporal Reversion.

"Parchment, hold on! We're almost there!"

[...Parch...okay...]

As Parchment spoke, another image appeared in Fang Yue's mind.

In a snow-white, three-dimensional space, a cute girl was covered in blood, bleeding from all seven orifices. The snow-white skin on her body was peeling off like old paint, revealing a strange, parchment-like texture underneath.

As her skin peeled off, the girl seemed to lose the ability to support her humanoid form. She collapsed to the ground, her body deforming like a liquid, her head and shoulders melting together, her entire body flattening into a puddle of mud.

"Parchment!! Snap out of it!!"

[...Overclocking amplification consumes too much energy... I think I need to sleep...]

In the puddle of liquid made up of layers of parchment, only the face could still be barely recognized. But there was an unconcealable weariness on the face, and her eyelids were so heavy that she looked like she could fall asleep at any moment.

Fang Yue panicked. He had never seen Parchment like this before.

"Wake up! We're almost at Han River Wharf. According to the premonition, we'll be safe once we get on the boat! Safe!"

Fang Yue couldn't help but roar loudly. In the desolate, icy and snowy world, only his roar echoed.

But Parchment seemed to have reached her limit, slowly, gradually closing her eyes...

"Parchment!! I'll give you stones to eat! Don't sleep!"

[It's no use. This time, the damage is to the core... Stones can't fix it...]

[Fang Yue, survive! This is my last... Temporal Reversion!]

The severed right hand seemed to have established some kind of connection with the body.

His own time began to revert. An extremely strong special force was generated at the severed arm, as if to pull time and space back to the moment of the amputation, to rewind time to before everything happened.

The remaining lifespan began to burn rapidly. Bizarre air distortions occurred at the severed arm wound caused by the Rain-realm expert. As the lifespan burned, the power of time and space gradually intensified, becoming stronger and stronger!

[Fang Yue... don't hand me... over to the old witch...]

In his mind, only the mouth of the liquid face was left, making a sound as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

As the voice fell, the entire image began to fade to darkness, like the end of a movie.

"Parchment!! Don't sleep! We can see the wharf! We can see..."

Fang Yue's face was contorted, and he gritted his teeth and roared.

But the image in his mind seemed to accelerate, suddenly plunging into complete darkness.

The image completely disappeared, and no matter how much Fang Yue roared, there was no response.

Fang Yue's heart sank. He clenched his left fist and quickened his pace again.

Black-robed man, whoever you are, I've remembered this debt. I will make you repay it a thousandfold in the future!

At the same time.

Ahead, at Han River Wharf, among a group of small boats, there was only one large ship that stood out from the rest.

Standing on that large ship were Jing Yan and the others. They had already boarded the ship for some time, waiting for Fang Yue to arrive so they could leave together.

As if they had discovered something, everyone spoke up.

"Brother Ye! Brother Ye is here!"

"Great, Brother Ye, you're still alive! I won't thank you for your great kindness. If you ever need me, Tian Ruichi, just ask!"

"Shut up, haven't you noticed that Brother Ye is running towards us frantically as if he's escaping for his life? That black-robed man must still be chasing him. We need to set sail immediately!"

"Set sail? But Xiao Ye hasn't arrived yet..."

"That's right, this Han River is no ordinary river. Ordinary methods won't work..."

There seemed to be an argument breaking out over there, while Fang Yue himself roared from afar, "Set sail immediately!!"

Fang Yue had run barefoot on the sea in reality, so naturally he could do it in the game!

On the other hand, the black-robed man behind him could catch up at any moment.