# 996
Chapter 997: Chen Han Takes Action
"This is..."
Ding Chongfeng looked up at the semi-transparent flames above his head, confusion flickering in his eyes.
"It's the Flame of Life." Su Yuan stared at the semi-transparent flames dancing across the streets, speaking in disbelief. "These fires are the embodiment of life."
Su Zhe gazed at his own flame for a moment, then his eyes landed on Fang Mo's head, and he froze.
"Then why... does he have two flames?"
Ding Chongfeng and Su Yuan simultaneously looked up at Fang Mo's head.
Above Fang Mo, two semi-transparent flames burned vigorously—one was the size of a thumb like the others, but the second was the size of a fist, pure white, radiating terrifying light and heat.
Fang Mo glanced at the two flames of life above his head and fell silent.
"Hmm?" Chen Han seemed to have noticed Fang Mo's anomaly as well, one eyebrow arching. Then, as if realizing something, a smile curved his lips. "So you're..."
Chen Han spoke only halfway before trailing off, shaking his head as he walked toward the other end of the street.
Wind and snow swirled.
Chen Han swept his gaze across the surroundings, the darkness in his eyes growing deeper. He slowly raised the Straight Blade in his hand and casually slashed through the air.
Swoosh—!
On the dark street, the semi-transparent flames of life burning atop eight "Mystery" creatures of "Pond," "River," and "Sea" realm flickered as if gently blown out, shuddered once, then returned to silence.
All eight "Mystery" creatures instantly lost their vitality.
Life, fleeting as it was.
After the single slash, Chen Han calmly turned his head, his gaze falling on the last "Measureless" realm "Mystery" hiding in the distant darkness.
From Chen Han's perspective, he couldn't see the shape of this "Mystery" at all, but in his eyes, he clearly saw the flame of life burning atop its head, blazing fiercely.
One glance, and that "Measureless" realm "Mystery" was seized with terror!
Chen Han's form blurred, his military coat racing across the snowy ground. His boots pressed into the accumulated snow yet left no trace whatsoever. In an instant, he arrived before the "Measureless" realm "Mystery."
As Chen Han approached, the concealment power around the "Mystery" completely shattered. Pale light spilled down, illuminating the "Mystery's" true form...
It was a fierce horse wreathed in deep green flames.
The horse attempted to flee, but Chen Han pressed down with his other hand. Ghostly iron chains extended from the shadows, instantly binding its body.
He pushed off the ground with both feet, his body soaring upward. A blade's gleam flashed from beneath his coat, striking precisely at the root of the vitality flame.
Swoosh—!
A soft sound, and the horse's vitality vanished along with the extinguished flame of life.
The massive horse's body crashed heavily to the ground with a dull thud. Snowflakes swirled in the lamplight as Chen Han calmly sheathed his Straight Blade and surveyed his surroundings.
"This area is cleared... but the places farther out will be more troublesome."
After a moment's hesitation, Chen Han walked to the horse's corpse.
At this moment, the iron chains extending from the underworld still tightly bound the horse's body, refusing to dissipate.
Chen Han extended his right hand into the horse's corpse, his fingertips carefully probing, as if searching for something.
Finally, Chen Han's right hand emerged from the horse's body, clutching a grayish orb of light that pulsed with faint radiance.
"'Mystery' creatures have no right to enter the cycle of rebirth... disperse." Chen Han's hand tightened, and the gray orb collapsed and shattered, dissolving into scattered motes of light in the air.
"Your corpse has been requisitioned." He added casually.
Chen Han lowered his head, staring at the horse corpse beneath his feet, and snapped his fingers lightly.
Snap—!
A ghost fire bloomed above the horse's corpse, taking the place of the original semi-transparent flame of life, burning silently and eerily.
The horse's corpse suddenly rose from the ground, standing rigidly in the snow. Then, two ghost fires ignited within those hollow eye sockets—like a hellish black horse risen from death, standing quietly before Chen Han.
Chen Han shook off the remaining flesh and blood from his hand, disgust flickering across his face.
"Looks like I should wear gloves next time..."
He gripped the ghostly black horse's mane with one hand, lightly vaulting onto its back.
Nearby, Fang Mo and the other three witnessed the entire process, their eyes wide with shock.
"One slash killed a 'Measureless,' and then he rode its corpse?" Su Zhe spoke incredulously. "That's way too变态, right?"
"...Can you not say such disgusting things?" Su Yuan shot him a disgusted look.
"Life and death in his hands are like playthings." Ding Chongfeng murmured to himself. "Who exactly is he?"
The ghostly lamplight along the roadside gradually dimmed. In the昏暗 of swirling snow, a figure in a military coat rode the black horse, slowly approaching the four.
Suddenly, the black horse's hooves faltered. Chen Han, seated atop it, seemed to sense something. His brow furrowed as he looked toward the gap between buildings not far away.
There, a twisted humanoid mannequin was rushing toward them like a cockroach.
Its aura was something the earlier fodder couldn't hope to match...
It was a "Klein" realm "Mystery" that had been hiding in Shangjing City for a long time.
"A 'Mystery' of this caliber has been drawn here, then..." Chen Han muttered, frowning.
After a moment, he turned to the four standing in the snow:
"You should go."
In a battle against a "Klein" level opponent, Chen Han wouldn't have it as easy as before. The slightest carelessness could drag the four recruits into the fray, and their fragile strength could never survive a "Klein" level free-for-all.
Fang Mo and the others exchanged glances, then nodded, quickly departing from the street.
Chen Han watched them go, then turned his gaze to the road ahead.
Whoosh—!
A诡异 shadow descended from the air, like a four-legged spider, quietly crouching on the dim snow.
The mannequin's neck twisted slightly. Its black wig billowed backward in the cold wind. A pair of pale, hollow eyes stared fixedly at the man in the military coat, mounted on his warhorse.
It was puzzled.
That man's presence had vanished... so who was this man before it?
Chen Han gripped his blade with one hand, his horse blocking the road where Fang Mo and the others had fled. His calm eyes fixed on the monster before him, dense ghostly energy radiating outward from his center.
Snowflakes drifted.
A monster, a military coat. After a silent standoff in the snow, both charged toward each other!