"Brother Xiu! Your face is on fire!" Yang Ming exclaimed instantly.
Fang Xiu remained unmoved. He could sense the terrifying power contained within the black fire, but this power did not harm him.
Gradually, the black fire burned brighter and brighter, completely covering all the masks.
In the end, all the masks melted completely, turning into eerie faces made of black flames!
Those grotesque faces were all different, but they were all equally ferocious, grinning with their mouths wide open.
Staring at him by these masks, Yang Ming felt a chill run down his spine, his hair stood on end, and he felt a sense of dread.
The next second, flames rose, and thousands of black, fiery faces seemed to be drawn to something, rushing madly toward Fang Xiu.
A terrifying scene unfolded: the masks were lined up one by one and pasted onto Fang Xiu's face.
In an instant, the terrifying black fire burned brighter and brighter until it completely covered Fang Xiu, turning him into a fire man engulfed in black flames.
Enveloped in black flames, Fang Xiu slowly began to rise into the air, unleashing a powerful and terrifying double burst of black flames.
Yang Ming and Bai Qi were instantly thrown back and slammed hard against the wall at the edge.
For a moment, the scene seemed to have turned into a black sea of flames.
Fang Xiu stood in mid-air, like a god born from black fire.
Yang Ming and Bai Qi stared in horror at the scene. The scorching heatwave baked them, and they discovered that their spirituality was burning rapidly.
It turns out that this black fire was fueled by spiritual energy.
A spirit master without spirituality is like a gun without bullets—just a piece of scrap metal.
Just as their spirituality was about to be burned away, the scene changed again.
The black sea of fire, like a whale sucking in water, frantically gathered towards Fang Xiu's face.
A moment later, the black sea of fire dissipated, transforming into a grotesque face made of black flames on Fang Xiu's face.
That grotesque face was indescribably eerie and malevolent, almost like a living thing. No matter which angle you looked at it from, it seemed to be staring straight at you with a sinister grin.
Yang Ming and the other man only needed to exchange a glance to feel a jolt to their souls, and a faint sense of spiritual loss of control.
If even a glance can cause one to lose control of their spirit, what about Fang Xiu when he wears a mask?
Yang Ming and Bai Qi could hardly believe it; their expressions were extremely grave.
Once Fang Xiu becomes eccentric, will he become an enemy?
Just as the two were worried, the black fire demon face on Fang Xiu's face instantly disappeared, revealing his calm face, and he slowly fell from the sky.
At this point, he had completely obtained the original mask and no longer needed to kill anyone except himself.
Because he discovered that he had unintentionally broken the deadlock.
It turns out there's another way to solve this level, one that doesn't require killing anyone: make someone wear another person's mask.
Four people entered, each corresponding to one of the four masks. Only by erasing the qualifications of the others can one obtain the original.
Erasing qualifications may seem like it only kills others, but that's not the case. When one person wears four masks, it's equivalent to taking away the qualifications of others.
This is a vulnerability that isn't really a vulnerability, because under normal circumstances, no one can wear four masks at the same time.
"Brother Xiu? Are you alright?" Yang Ming gripped the short knife at his waist, staring intently at Fang Xiu, as if trying to discern whether he was still the Fang Xiu he once knew.
Seeing their tense expressions, Fang Xiu calmly said, "I've said it before, I've already seen the future."
Yang Ming was taken aback at first, then overjoyed, for he clearly remembered what Fang Xiu had said earlier.
Fang Xiu then asked to keep the original mask, saying that he had seen the future.
Now it seems that Hugh is indeed Hugh; he really does have a way of avoiding being corrupted by the Original Mask.
"That's great, Brother Xiu! I knew you'd be fine," Yang Ming said happily.
Fang Xiu didn't speak, but calmly glanced at the short knife in Yang Ming's hand.
Yang Ming noticed the gaze and blushed. He quickly put the hand holding the knife behind his back and pretended to be nonchalant.
He even changed the subject, asking, "By the way, Brother Hugh, was that black fire demon face the Primal Mask? Where did it go?"
Fang Xiu nodded: "That's right, that's the true form of the Primordial Mask. I've already put it away."
He didn't go into details, but the original mask had actually penetrated the soul.
This is a very special artifact. It seems to have no physical form, but it can merge with the mind and continuously release strange power, corrupting the user's mind and body, and slowly and steadily turning the user's mind and body into something strange.
Furthermore, once the power of the original mask is used, the process of becoming bizarre will be greatly accelerated.
It is conceivable that once Yang Ming obtains the Original Mask, there will only be one outcome awaiting him: inevitable transformation into a monster.
But the result was completely different for Fang Xiu. His mind, which had already been twisted and had undergone many trials, was not afraid of the pollution of the original mask.
Even more so, the insane, chaotic, indescribable, and incomprehensible whispers he had learned from Taotie kept echoing in his mind, which were contaminating the primordial state in reverse.
Finally, we'll see whether Fang Xiu has become a monster or the original Fang Xiu.
As for the pollution of his body? He was equally unafraid. With his perfect control over his strange physique and the existence of the Gluttonous Mouth, the pollution released at the beginning could only become nourishment for his body.
Fang Xiu felt that he was now walking a very unique path.
Unlike traditional spirit masters, and also unlike those who are completely bizarre.
It was as if it were a perfect combination of the two, perfectly controlling the spirit master and the strange power with its own will.
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Thinking of this, Fang Xiu suddenly felt something was amiss.
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