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"We're here!" Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Shang Ying's eyes. Without hesitation, he quickened his pace and ran towards the teleportation array. In the blink of an eye, he leaped like an agile cheetah and landed steadily on the teleportation array.

Immediately afterwards, a strong light flashed up, accompanied by a powerful energy wave, and Shang Ying disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When he appeared again, he was already in the outside world. However, what was unexpected was that it was nightfall, and the surroundings were pitch black, with only sparse stars dotting the night sky.

Suddenly, a beam of light lit up without warning, illuminating everything around. At the same time, thousands of people who were originally scattered nearby also noticed the movement here at the first time and quickly gathered around.

There were bursts of noisy shouts from the crowd: "Here we go, everyone get ready. Once he is marked by the Killing Day, we can help Wu Ya Sect and the Old Overlord to capture him. Maybe we can get a rich reward!"

Another voice echoed, "Okay, okay, let's go together! We must not let this guy get away!"

"Why are there so many people?" Shi Shangying widened his eyes and looked around in disbelief. The crowd was bustling and shoulder to shoulder. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah?"

At this moment, Shi Shangying had just taken a small step forward, when suddenly, he felt a strange fluctuation coming from under his feet. He looked down and saw bursts of dazzling red light emerging from the ground at some point, and these lights quickly intertwined into a complex and mysterious formation.

Before Shi Shangying could react, countless red blood mist forces gushed out from the formation like a tide, instantly wrapping him up. The powerful force was tightly attached to his body, making him unable to move.

Then, a shocking scene took place - behind Fashion Win, an extremely huge, half-moon-shaped shadow slowly emerged and was projected into the air.

This phantom emitted a strange red light, as if it had life, and followed closely behind Shi Shangying. No matter how hard he ran, trying to get rid of this scary phantom, it was like a follower that could not be shaken off, and never left his side.

The huge half-moon shadow seemed determined to completely illuminate Shi Shangying, leaving him nowhere to hide in this world, even in the most hidden corners. Shi Shangying was filled with doubts and fears. He had never encountered such a strange situation, and for a moment he didn't know how to deal with the crisis in front of him...

"Didn't they say he was marked? Where is he?" one of them asked, looking around with a puzzled look on his face.

"I don't know either. How could I not see it?" another person responded anxiously.

At this moment, two inner disciples of the Wu Ya Sect were seen standing between a pair of terrifyingly steep cliffs, while he rode a mysterious flying sword of level 11 that emitted a mysterious light, and was speeding past like a meteor at an astonishing speed.

However, the surroundings were pitch black, as if covered by a thick layer of ink, making it difficult to see the surrounding environment.

Suddenly, the brother next to the inner sect disciple showed a look of shock, patted his shoulder hard, and pointed his finger to the sky. The inner sect disciple looked in the direction his brother pointed, and in an instant, his eyes widened, his mouth slightly opened, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

It turned out that above the layers of mountains, an extremely huge red moon was hanging high in the sky, and was moving rapidly at an unimaginable speed. This red moon emitted a strange red light, illuminating the entire mountain range like a bloody world.

At this moment, seeing more and more people gradually gathering around him, Shang Ying realized in his heart that he had fallen into a desperate situation with no way out.

He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned slightly white due to excessive force. At the same time, his eyes suddenly changed, and his eyes, which were originally as calm as water, instantly burst into bursts of cold and piercing murderous intent. Then, a bright blood-red mist gushed out of his body like lightning.

"what!"

"Don't come over here, devil!"

"what!"

"He...he...he is the evil spirit!"

"what!"

……

In just a blink of an eye, Shang Ying moved freely in the crowd like a ghost, his figure was almost impossible to catch. In just five seconds, hundreds of enemies fell like raindrops and died on the spot!