Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 1017 Killing the Heart of the Rift King

"So... you're not sure either?" Xia Shou panicked even more.

"After all, I've long forgotten how I felt ten years ago. I can only guess. If I directly expose your identity, then you'll have to figure out a way yourself."

"Brother Xia Shou, you're so smart, you'll definitely find a solution," Su Yue said with a smile.

During their conversation, they had already reached the edge of the cliff.

Everyone turned to look at Su Yue, ten years in the future. The death row inmates gathered here, as well as the wealthy young men who had come together to take in Vero, all stared intently at Su Yue.

Ten years later, Su Yue seemed to have her own halo. Although she was wearing only a very ordinary outfit, the dynamic changes in her every move could easily convey a signal to all the men—this woman was the epitome of womanhood.

This isn't even a visual feedback from physical appearance, but a judgment made by the bloodline deeply embedded in our genes.

Just like men naturally tend to have a similar aesthetic preference for the opposite sex's body shape.

This convergence is a judgment imprinted in the blood of organisms over millions of years, a judgment made on the strength of a person's ability to breastfeed and reproduce.

Of course, most people can only make instinctive judgments about the most obvious features, but Su Yue's body is close to perfect in detail because of her bloodline as the Undefeated Beast and the daughter of the Red Duke.

"Hehe, Minister."

Su Yue walked up to Shangguan Yan, who had his arms crossed, scratched her head, bent slightly at the waist, and showed a very obedient smile, just like an obedient child, without any guile.

This greatly shocked Xia Shou.

Wouldn't she dare to be disrespectful to a minister from ten years ago? Even if she doesn't put on airs, she could at least appear confident and composed!

"Xiaoyue has grown up." Shangguan Yan smiled faintly, picked up the boy's knife next to him and tossed it to the other person, "Hurry up."

"Yes!"

Su Yue took the boy's knife and jumped off the cliff without hesitation.

A group of people gathered at the edge of the cliff to look down. They saw Su Yue land freely and touch the first flesh bridge in the canyon. She then pushed off with both feet, and a thunderous roar erupted in the air.

Su Yue's figure vanished instantly, and the flesh bridge that could not be severed by any means began to vibrate back and forth like a spring under the enormous reaction force.

Immediately afterwards, a series of sonic booms came from the other side of the canyon. Although no one could see what was happening, those who were deeply versed in the martial arts of the mind would know that this was an advanced footwork technique called "Thunderclap Foot" in the Instant Step.

The difference between it and Shunpo is that although Shunpo's speed also exceeds the speed of sound, it can control the delay of physical effects, eliminate sonic booms, and reduce damage to the foothold.

The Thunder Step technique cannot achieve these things. The Thunder Step is like a rocket launching into the sky, and the tail flame will inevitably cause huge damage. Moreover, the charging time before activation is dozens of times longer than that of the Instant Step.

Generally, being able to complete a charged Thunder Step in one second is considered fast, so Thunder Step cannot be used in high-speed combat.

But it also has advantages.

The advantage is... the distance is much, much farther.
It is said that there was once a powerful cultivator who practiced the Thunderclap Step. Starting from a mountaintop in Lingnan, China, he flew directly to Kyoto in just one step, and his speed far exceeded that of an airplane.

Meanwhile, at another observation point hundreds of miles away in the canyon, the local control bureau's analysis department was observing the activity of the Heart of the Rift while waiting for Su Yue's arrival.

Dozens of finishers gathered at the edge of the cliff, wanting to witness firsthand the process of the Chinese finisher named Su Yue slaying the Heart of the Rift King.

"I don't think it'll work. The Chinese side is unwilling to reveal the principles of the killing technique. They just say that they have someone who can destroy the Heart of the Rending King. How is that possible!" a boy shouted.

The noise emanating from the Heart of the Rending King forced them to shout to each other. "Don't underestimate them! The person who came is from the Witch's faction; they might actually be able to do it!" someone shouted back, then lowered their voice and muttered to themselves:
"However... I also think that the other party probably did it on their own, but relied on some special sealing artifact, or even more special ability."

"You bunch of kids! Open your eyes wide and watch! There are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. There are plenty of monsters in this world."

As they finished, the people were shouting and struggling to communicate.

The people present included people of all ages and backgrounds, both new and old, but without exception, they were all very strong.

Experienced, high-level veterans tend to remain calm in the face of such situations. While they don't believe anyone can single-handedly eliminate the anomaly currently tearing the Earth apart, they don't strongly rule out the possibility.

The reason is simple: they have seen too much. Too many things that once seemed impossible have happened before their eyes, and they themselves have accomplished too many things that others thought were impossible.

The new employees, who have only been with the company for a short time, all think this is impossible, and all the manpower and resources they have spent on preparations so far are a waste of resources.

The veterans can understand the thoughts of these newcomers, after all, they've been through the same thing before.

When you're young, you always feel that effort, talent, and strength are inextricably linked, and therefore you think that no matter how outrageous something is, there is a limit that cannot be exceeded.

But as I saw more and more, I gradually came to understand that sometimes strength has nothing to do with effort or talent. What determines everything behind the scenes is that mysterious and unspeakable destiny.

With a series of violent explosions, everyone saw the straight fleshy bridge of the canyon be severed one by one, and then something shot straight toward the black mist-like Heart of the Rift King!

The Heart of the Rending King does not resemble the black mist, but rather an octopus resembling a sea urchin, waving countless soft tentacles.

The reason it appears as black mist to the naked eye is simply because the residual eye left by the high-frequency waving of the tentacles creates a visual persistence in the human eye.

But this is enough to show that the Heart of the Rending King's strikes are impenetrable.

A thought flashed through everyone's mind.

impossible!
That's suicide!
But even before these thoughts could fully surface, the piercing wind that had been lingering in the air for days suddenly vanished without a trace.

The noisy world fell silent in an instant, as if everything had come to an end.

The black mist dissipated, and the enormous sea urchin-shaped anomaly split into several pieces, falling straight down the cliff like ordinary chunks of meat.

"How is this possible?!" "Holy crap!" "Oh my god!"...

A group of people opened their eyes wide and looked down. Even the veterans who were mentally prepared changed their expressions and quickly scanned the area, searching for any details they had not noticed.

What just... happened?
They just killed him like that? Just like that... in an instant?

Subconsciously, they couldn't accept such a hasty outcome.

The biggest crisis, which had been dealt with by branch offices in more than a dozen cities around the canyon and had failed to be resolved despite various solutions, was actually solved so simply...?
"Did she do it?" One person pointed a finger at Su Yue, who was standing on a thick, fleshy bridge.

Su Yue's long hair danced wildly in the strong wind of the canyon, her skin was as red as blood, and she was covered in the kind of steaming white vapor that only appears when water is boiled.

But as she slowly sheathed the exaggeratedly long Dojigiri, the bright red on her body quickly faded away in a few deep breaths, and her skin returned to its fair and smooth state.

While everyone was still staring blankly, Su Yue, who had already sheathed her sword, bent over.

With a powerful stomp of her feet, deafening thunder roared once more, and her figure vanished again amidst the deafening noise.

(End of this chapter)