Chapter 426: Chapter 426: Countrymen Meet

Fang Zhou swiftly retreated, the giant axe smashed into the ground with astonishing force, emitting a thunderous boom that made the entire high tower tremble slightly, causing a large amount of dust to fall from the ceiling.

Fang Zhou flew a dozen meters away, commanding the Xuanyuan Sword for another volley.

The dense sword light surged towards the monster, piercing its armor with a series of holes, blood gushing out.

But the monster tenaciously withstood the attack without falling, gripping the giant axe with both hands and began to spin.

The head of this giant axe was larger than a cart, creating a terrifying whistling sound as it spun, and after several rounds, it became a blurred shadow, chopping fiercely at Fang Zhou.

The power and size were too frightening; Fang Zhou dared not block with Sword Return to Extremity and quickly flew upwards.

A thunderous clang resounded, the giant axe whistled across the ground, smashing all the military supplies stored in the hall with one strike.

“Haa!”

Bi An emerged, rushing towards the monster, and punched its face heavily.

The monster’s face, covered with a faceplate, was dented by Bi An’s punch.

Its head snapped back, the massive body staggering two steps backward, managing to stay upright, hands gripping the giant axe again, raising it overhead, and swung towards Fang Zhou.

The monster’s height combined with the axe’s length had already exceeded the hall’s height, and as it swung, the axe blade penetrated the ceiling.

Fang Zhou quickly dodged the giant axe’s swing, controlling the Xuanyuan Sword, launched another round of volleys towards the monster.

Bi An also rapidly swung his fists, raining a storm upon the monster’s head, leaving its face a mess of blood and flesh.

Under dual assault, the monster suddenly let out a deafening roar, gripping the giant axe with both hands, wildly swinging it around.

Bang! Bang!

Amidst a sky full of axe shadows, everything in the hall was smashed into pieces, the ceiling and walls were cleaved through, and the ground was gouged with giant craters.

The entire high tower shook incessantly, seemingly unable to withstand the monster’s wanton destruction.

The monster’s resilience and life force were extremely tenacious, continuously withstanding the attacks of Bi An and the Xuanyuan Sword without falling.

Fang Zhou himself also unleashed Vast Yang Qi and Ripple Divine Skill, joining the assault on the monster.

Finally, through Fang Zhou’s relentless efforts, the monster’s life was exhausted, its battered body collapsed with a thunderous crash, shaking the floor and stirring up a cloud of dust.

Fang Zhou couldn’t help but gasp, just a single elite monster was so troublesome; who knows how terrifying the true Boss would be; this haunted place is truly dangerous.

After the monster’s death, a cluster of fluorescence emerged from its body, much larger than those of lesser minions.

Fang Zhou took out his gourd, absorbing the fluorescence, preparing to leave, and suddenly noticed the giant axe in the monster’s hand was also a valuable item.

This giant axe had repeatedly withstood the bombardment of the Xuanyuan Sword, yet did not bear even a dent, its sturdiness already extreme.

Though Fang Zhou did not use axes, he couldn’t resist taking good gear to waste; it wasn’t his nature.

He absorbed the axe into the gourd as well, thinking it would be nice to sell it for money.

“Crack! Crack!”

Several pieces of rubble suddenly fell from above, followed by more and more stones clattering down.

Fang Zhou’s expression changed drastically, quickly instructing Bi An to flee!

The entire hall was nearly dismantled by the monster; many load-bearing walls were destroyed under the giant axe, and the high tower finally could not stand it, beginning to collapse with a rumbling sound.

Rumble! Rumble!

The towering high tower, dozens of meters tall, collapsed with a mighty crash, stirring up a sky full of dust.

The sound of the collapse echoed far through the city, attracting all the wandering undead and monsters nearby.

Not far away, on a bridge between two high buildings, a cloaked person stepped out from the shadows, gazing down at the collapsed high tower.

Though sometimes some old buildings in the city collapse, this high tower was clearly not one of them.

And just now the roar of the Giant Axe Knight… could it be an outsider?

The cloaked person contemplated silently, suddenly turning alertly, seeing that, at some time, another person had appeared behind him—dressed in black clothing, hooded, face obscured.

Fang Zhou was also observing this black-cloaked figure, the face also hidden within a hood, covered with black cloth, only revealing a pair of eyes.

A pair of living eyes.

After escaping from the collapsed high tower by relying on Bi An, Fang Zhou quietly left, heading in precisely this direction.

He noticed a person standing on the bridge, whose appearance was entirely different from the monsters below.

After quietly approaching, Fang Zhou couldn’t determine whether the other was human, as he sensed no human presence from this individual.

Only upon seeing the person’s eyes could he confirm, as only a living person would have such eyes.

Previously, Fang Zhou thought there might not be any living people in this city; unexpectedly, he had to face this reality quickly.

Just as he debated whether to use soul conversation to communicate, the other person voluntarily spoke.

“Out…si…der?”

The tone was very clumsy, each word spoken with difficulty, seemingly from long-time disuse.

Fang Zhou was startled because the other’s speech was in authentic Cultivation World language, and it was a man.

“Who are you?”

Fang Zhou asked cautiously, not displaying surprise at meeting a fellow countryman; in this bizarre place, he could not afford the slightest laxity.

“Who am I?”

The man repeated, then shook his head: “I… forgot, but… I remember, I’m like you… came from outside… been trapped here for a long time.”

Fang Zhou scrutinized him, unable to assess his strength; if he’d been trapped here for so long and hadn’t died, then his combat power must not be weak.

He inquired: “What is this place after all?”

The man shook his head: “This is not the… place to talk… will be discovered, you… come with me.”

Upon saying this, the man turned and dived into a section of the bridge into the building.

Fang Zhou thought for a moment, and followed closely.

The man was incredibly familiar with the surroundings, leading Fang Zhou through twists and turns, along small paths, bypassing many patrolling monsters, arriving at a loft atop a high building.

The loft was converted into a cozy little den, furnished with various iron furniture; Fang Zhou could also see a bookshelf filled with books.

Yet, besides these, there was no water, nor food.

The man took off his cloak and facecloth, revealing his true appearance.

A roughly thirty-year-old middle-aged male, slim build, pale skin, looking malnourished.

After removing the cloak, Fang Zhou immediately sensed the aura of a living person from him; it must have been blocked by the cloak.

Simultaneously, Fang Zhou also discerned his realm; like him, it was the Innate Realm.

In fact, he didn’t need to check to guess; in this place, where it’s unlikely to find food, only a fasting Innate Realm cultivator could survive.

The man directly sat down on a chair, said to Fang Zhou: “Here… is safe, whatever you want to ask… just ask!”