Huo Shi's expression changed dramatically.
The church members behind him also looked surprised when they saw Fang Xin at this moment.
Anyone with a normal brain could tell that the current Fang Xin was like a completely different person from before.
Fang Xin's eyes were filled with the playful disdain of a predator towards its prey.
As members of the church, they had always been high and mighty.
Years of living in luxury had given them a mysterious confidence.
But at this very moment.
Their mysterious confidence was brutally shattered by Fang Xin.
A flicker of panic, followed by an inexplicable rage, passed through Huo Shi's golden eyes.
He would not allow a lowly ant, who had always been beneath his notice, to trample him underfoot.
"Die!" Huo Shi roared.
The cross-shaped sword in his hand slashed wildly at Fang Xin.
Behind him, a winged deity appeared, also striking towards Fang Xin.
Blinding, brilliant light engulfed and swallowed Fang Xin.
Until the moment he was swallowed by the dazzling light, Fang Xin still maintained the gesture of raising one hand.
A hint of crimson suddenly emerged from the white light, as if a drop of blood had fallen into water and rapidly spread.
The Ring of Slaughter burst out from the light, piercing through the void, ignoring spatial distance, and emitting a sharp, ear-splitting sound as it cut through the air.
Huo Shi's temples were whipped wildly by the strong wind.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw several church members holding compasses sway.
Then, those church members fell to the ground in pieces, as if they had been cut in half by a concentric circle.
All of this happened too quickly, so much so that the faces of those church members still held the expressions they had before death.
Only Huo Shi remained of the dozen or so church members.
Huo Shi's face was pale, and large beads of sweat emerged from his forehead.
His skin was trembling uncontrollably.
His body was stiff, still maintaining the downward slashing posture.
Seeing Fang Xin unharmed and all his teammates instantly killed, fear had already taken root in Huo Shi's heart, and he harbored thoughts of retreat.
He made up his mind to take out a jade talisman from his spatial ring and escape the God and Demon Ruins.
Unexpectedly, Fang Xin seemed to have already anticipated Huo Shi's thoughts.
His arm slowly rose again.
Seven Rings of Slaughter contracted, melted, and re-condensed, forming a uniquely shaped blood-colored long blade.
Fang Xin flicked his finger.
The blood shadow pierced through the void, directly severing Huo Shi's arm that wore the spatial ring.
Huo Shi had no time to wail.
A dark shadow flickered before his eyes, and Fang Xin was already in front of him.
He raised his hand and gripped Huo Shi's neck.
As he exerted force, Huo Shi, with his mouth agape, knelt on the ground, clutching Fang Xin's arm with one hand, a hoarse voice squeezed from his throat, "How is this possible? You are not Fang Xin! Who... who exactly are you!"
Fang Xin smiled faintly, his eyes filled with contempt for all things.
"You are not worthy to know who I am!"
Even facing death, Huo Shi's eyes remained frantic, "Even if you kill me, the great Pope will guide my soul back! You will ultimately not escape the Pope's grasp!"
Fang Xin raised his hand and placed it on Huo Shi's forehead, grinning at Huo Shi, "Even if you die, I won't let you go!"
A blood ring erupted from Fang Xin's palm.
Huo Shi's head was smashed to a pulp.
His corpse fell softly backward.
Fang Xin looked back at the three Tiger Guards.
After seeing Fang Xin's state, the powerful aura compelled the three Tiger Guards to kneel on one knee, "Master!"
The four fierce beasts also prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling.
Fang Xin raised his hand and drew a circle in the void.
From a normal perspective, the God and Demon Ruins were shrouded in mist, but looking through this blood ring, one could still see several wandering souls standing in the mist.
Among them was Huo Shi's wandering soul.
Huo Shi, who had just died, had no combat power, but he still retained the resentment from his life.
Now, seeing his headless corpse, he angrily pointed at Fang Xin.
As the blood ring opened, Huo Shi's angry, sharp roars could still be heard.
"You beast! You wait! You are indeed not an ordinary person; you must be involved with the rebels! The great Pope sees everything clearly! Once the Pope guides us back, that will be your death day! At that time, he will surely dig three feet deep and grind you to dust! None of your Fang family will die a good death! None of you will die a good death!!!"
The wandering souls of the other church members also roared with much resentment.
But unexpectedly, a blood ring suddenly appeared.
Fang Xin directly extended his arm and, through the blood ring, pulled Huo Shi out.
Huo Shi's wandering soul's face was filled with unprecedented terror.
"How is this possible! How can this be! We are all dead! You still won't let me go!"
Fang Xin glanced at the three Tiger Guards, "Devour them!"
Three Soul Generals drilled into the blood ring, devouring all the dozen or so wandering souls of the church members that Fang Xin had just killed, enhancing their own soul power.
The translucent Huo Shi trembled like a sieve, gripped by Fang Xin's neck, his expression filled with unprecedented fear, as if he had seen the Judicator who controlled his life and death in both realms.
Fang Xin's body trembled slightly.
The domineering aura that had surveyed the world slowly receded.
He once again became the innocent high school boy who had just turned eighteen.
Huo Shi observed Fang Xin's changes, his eyes filled with surprise.
Before entering the God and Demon Ruins, just in case, they had specifically brought compasses that could temporarily mask the rules to exert some power and successfully complete the mission.
They thought that after entering, Fang Xin's strength would at most be Level 5.
If the white-haired man from the Ninth Division had sent helpers for Fang Xin, it wouldn't matter; they had brought over a dozen people.
But what they never expected was that they had miscalculated terribly.
Not only could Fang Xin's combat power reach Level 7, but he could also ignore the rules here.
Is there no law, no justice anymore?
They thought that after dying, they would finally have peace, but guess what, even after dying, they were pulled out for a solo fight. Where can they even complain about this?
Huo Shi cried without tears.
At this moment, Huo Shi no longer had any of his previous arrogant expression; his lips trembled uncontrollably, and he knelt on the ground, looking up at Fang Xin, his mind racing, wondering how he could survive.
Huo Shi looked at Fang Xin, who was gradually regaining his composure, and forced a smile at him.
"Fang Xin, do you also have the Talent to command spirits and generals? My combat power is not weak; as long as you don't kill me, I can also be your subordinate!"
Fang Xin looked at the humble Huo Shi.
"I still prefer your arrogant self from before. Please revert to that!"
Huo Shi forced a smile, "Fang Xin, I am a Level 8 Warrior, and my Talent is not bad. It's an A-grade Light Attribute Talent. If you take me in, you won't lose anything!"
Hearing Huo Shi's self-recommendation, Fang Xin couldn't help but be amused, glancing at the three Tiger Guards who had finished devouring.
"He says his combat power is high and his Talent is strong. Come on, you three, tell him what your Talents are and what your combat power is!"
Tiger Guard Zheng grinned, "Damn it, an A-grade Talent dares to bark? Grandpa here has a double SS-grade Talent, with a peak combat power of Level 12!"
Mo always had a poker face as he chimed in, "SS-grade Talent, strongest peak combat power of Level 11!"
A'li, with her hands behind her back, tilted her head and looked at Huo Shi as if he were an idiot, "I'm similar to Big Brother Mo, double SS-grade Talent, strongest peak combat power of Level 11!"
Huo Shi heard this and looked as if he had lost his parents; he had enthusiastically submitted his resume, only to find that he, a 'double non-first-tier university' graduate, was surrounded by high-achievers from top universities.
"Are you going to kill me?" Huo Shi knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, feeling like he was about to cry little pearls from fright.
Fang Xin looked coldly at Huo Shi.
"I ask, you answer. Don't say anything irrelevant! Why do you always say that everyone from the Fang family must die?"