Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 140 Mercury and the Power of Man
Underground floor.

One by one, the ghosts are flying away.

They have no idea whether this is an underground floor or not.

Some fly upwards, while others fly directly through the walls, underground, and it's unknown how far they fly before emerging back onto the surface.

Only Du Chen remained on the altar.

He ran the razor in his hand twice across his chin, the blade softening into a silver droplet that disappeared into his sleeve. He looked at the overhead view displayed below him with a suspicious expression.

Those points of light representing evil spirits are still being blocked and are still decreasing.

When the three Mo brothers led their men out, there seemed to be quite a few evil spirits, allowing them to roam freely.

However, this improving trend did not last long.

"Around four or five in the afternoon, Wang Bo and his group exposed that the Ghost Market headquarters was located in Guangling. Because of the White Bone Centipede, this attracted attention, and we immediately made preparations to hold a ritual to communicate with the gods..."

"In such a short period of time, at most some of the Jianghuai Special Police Division personnel can get over here. Their manpower will still be far from sufficient."

Dr. Du weighed the options in his mind.

It's because, apart from outside help, there are actually so many local people who are still interfering with the evil spirits.

Or are the three Mo brothers simply shirking their duties?
That guy, Boss Mo, must have some other scheme in mind.

But he has invested all his resources in the Ghost Market into this one night. What good would it do him if the plan failed?
Du Chen tried to put himself in Boss Mo's shoes, and a series of wicked schemes immediately came to mind.

However, the justification for each of these wicked schemes is never quite sufficient.

"Hiss! This person is truly unfathomable; I can't figure him out at all..."

Du Chen clenched his hands and felt that his palms were a little damp.

That's because of nervousness, that's why I'm sweating.

However, things have already progressed to this point, and even if a situation of internal and external troubles arises, he does not want to give up halfway.

He provided the complete set of secret methods for communicating with the Mirror Ape.

He had long studied information about ghosts and spirits, and he personally handled all the details of setting up this scene.

Even if the three Mo brothers turn against each other, it won't be so easy for them to take away his position as the master of the ritual.

"I was able to lead a major project to study the bloodlines of spirit species because I am also sensitive enough to the aura of the spirit world."

"With my cultivation level, even if fire were to break out on all sides, I might still have a chance to snatch a chestnut from the flames!"

Du Chen kept calculating in his mind, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"It's hateful. If Chang'an hadn't stopped my project and refused to give me a chance to resume my research, how could I have ended up like this?"

"These short-sighted, foolish officials, who are afraid of the slightest disturbance to their positions, only know how to cover things up and live by their own wishful thinking."

"And those old guys in the Special Arrest Division, you guys are really generous, so generous that you treat the masses like your pet rabbits?"

Du Chen looked at the statue in front of him, full of complaints that had been building up for too long, as if he wanted to tell the ghosts and gods in front of him.

"A little wind and rain can scare a rabbit to death? You won't even promote and apply a technology with a slight flaw but great potential?"

"Which great scientist or which great technology in the world wasn't put into use when it was flawed and then developed through practice?"

"Humans are far more resilient than you imagine!"

Inside the building, ghostly figures flitted about, and eerie winds howled.

It seemed that only Du Chen's voice was filled with a burning resentment.

But as he uttered these words, a powerful and furious voice also erupted from the ceiling.

"People are tough enough, but do you know how much tears, sweat, and blood it takes to achieve that kind of toughness that's forced out of you?!"

"That's not an excuse to coerce them at will!!"

Golden blades flashed, tearing through the ceiling.

The blade's energy cuts through part of the concrete, creating a crack resembling a vertical eye.

Feng Jianhua leaped down from the vertical eye and slashed directly at the altar with his sword.

Du Chen suddenly looked up and saw a hemispherical ice-blue protective shield light up above the altar, which was ten meters in diameter.

The golden broadsword slammed heavily into the protective barrier, but only produced a loud, bell-like sound.

Feng Jianhua's internal energy was originally contained within the blade, which he focused on refining to enable the blade to unleash powerful destructive force.

But the moment he hit the shield, his internal energy transformed into a blue stream of energy, which spilled out from the blade in all directions.

The entire floor was filled with an extremely dense yin energy, which eagerly counteracted his internal energy.

A dozen or so ethereal evil spirits flew toward him.

Feng Jianhua frowned, did a backflip, and dodged far away.

As he landed, some of the cardboard boxes around him crumbled and fell apart, revealing the contents inside.

String of copper coins, a small tripod, an incense burner, a bone flute, a purple crystal skull...

These evil magical artifacts were all dull and cracked, seemingly about to shatter into pieces at any moment.

"You madman!"

Feng Jianhua's anger had not subsided, so he simply unleashed his inner strength.

It was as if a blue flame was rising from beneath his feet, enveloping his entire body.

The next second, he was like a cannonball, smashing through the evil spirits blocking his way, and then stabbed the shield with his sword again.

Ga! !

The shield emitted an extremely unpleasant sound and cracked.

"What a strong inner force!"

Du Chen's expression changed slightly. "However, no matter what the attribute of a person's internal energy is, it is essentially related to a person's life essence. Recklessly releasing internal energy in this situation is courting death."

He formed a hand seal, resembling a lotus flame, his fingers trembling slightly, rising from his lower abdomen to his throat and then forward.

A tall statue of a mirror monkey stands behind him.

The ghostly spirits that had been flying out of the ape's chest were now being drawn by an inexplicable force.

Like water flowing into two separate streams, they flew past Du Chen on his left and right sides.

They were gradually filled into the cracks that appeared on the protective cover.

The evil spirits that had been trying to leave the floor also flew back and crashed into Feng Jianhua.

Feng Jianhua's internal energy was still surging, resisting all the evil spirits and yin energy around him, but his face was already pale, and his skin was dry and flaky due to dehydration.

He exerted force with his feet, let out a long roar like a wild horse, and pushed the broadsword forward with all his might.

The collision of internal energy and yin energy around Feng Jianhua caused the air around him to surge and boil.

Multiple white lines were visible in the airflow, whistling back and forth, swaying incessantly.

Many weathered cardboard boxes on the ground were blown into pieces by the strong wind.

The sound of wind could be heard throughout most of the floor.

Du Chen's expression grew even more serious. His hands moved in a series of hand seals as he focused intently on manipulating the evil spirit's yin energy.

"?!!"

Du Chen's scalp suddenly tingled, and no sound or words had time to flash through his mind.

Only a sudden sense of fear gripped his mind.

He shrank back abruptly, his clothes ripped and deformed, and a dense silver light surged out.

Just at this moment.

If you look up through the crack in the ceiling of this basement level.

You will see Chu Tianshu jump up from beside the crack and quickly brace his hands against the ceiling of the first floor.

The two arms exerted their full force, causing the floor slab to deform violently.

Chu Tianshu's body was propelled through by this reaction force.

It pierced through the razor-sharp crack and smashed into the top of the altar's protective shield.

Clang! ! !
Chu Tianshu's already somewhat damaged boots were completely shattered.

His trousers and clothes were tattered and torn, and his entire body, made of bones, emitted a creaking sound.

At the same time as the deafening roar, a large hole was blasted into the top of the shield.

The ragged figure successfully passed through and landed on the altar. The moment his feet touched the ground, he was met with a blinding flash of silver light.

It was a silver light emanating from Du Chen, with a heavy metallic luster, seemingly a large amount of mercury.

The reason this doctor dared to keep mercury close to his body was because it was not ordinary mercury, but "medicinal mercury" that had been refined.

The Secret Art of Mercury Medicine uses mercury as its main component, mixed with the essence of 137 kinds of medicinal herbs, and repeatedly permeates and refines it with mental power.

Once mastered, one can control the heavy medicinal mercury with mental power, as easily as using one's own arm or fingers, as light as the wind, and as swift as an arrow.

It can be easily deformed, and can be stored close to the body without any unusual feel. The protective medicinal properties form a thin film that separates the skin from the mercury.

When used to kill enemies, its highly toxic side becomes apparent among many medicines.

A sorcerer is at a great disadvantage when a warrior gets close to him.

However, those who master the "Medicinal Mercury Secret Technique" may be able to use this moment to turn the tables and kill their enemies.

The silver liquid metal did not form any shape resembling a venomous snake, a giant python, or a crossbow bolt.

It was a large expanse of watery, seemingly extremely soft light, which was directly splashed and enveloped the area.

Compared to any tangible attack, this completely invisible attack is the most terrifying.

Each drop of highly toxic mercury is a solid substance, with a higher density than normal mercury. If even one drop hits, it can penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

To test the power of this secret technique, Du Chen once fired medicinal mercury at a life-sized bronze statue.

A soft, thick silver light swept over it, and the brass statue almost turned into a honeycomb pattern.

The insightful light in Chu Tianshu's eyes expanded and then contracted. As the light receded, he even closed his eyelids. He suddenly took a large step forward and rammed forward at full speed.

The air whistled, like the vibrations in a tiger's throat when it roars.

He was truly striding with the power of a dragon and the gait of a tiger; the muscles in his back rippled, their contours sculpted as if by an axe, fully accentuated; his long arms stretched out, and he pushed out with a palm.

Wow! ! !
Du Chen's heart was in his throat.

As the intense silver light successfully concealed the dangerous figure, he only had time to reveal a look of relief at surviving such a close call.

However, that dense silver light suddenly surged, rolled, and broke apart rapidly in his direction.

A shirtless man emerged from the heavy, highly toxic mercury.

All the mercury, driven by telekinesis and trying to penetrate his body, was rippled across the surface of his skin.

With skin as white as topaz and flowing black hair, he exuded an aura of powerful energy.

Those were fourteen hearts, all unleashing palm thunder together, every part of their bodies radiating energy.

Only when even the resilience of one's mind begins to improve.

Only then can one achieve a state where all the muscles, including the eyelids, back of the head, and ears, are exerting force without any flaws.

"No!"

Du Chen was caught off guard and let out a desperate cry.

Chu Tianshu's eyes snapped open, and his hand moved even faster.

With a hum, Du Chen's head was struck by that palm, exploding into a large cloud of fragments and blood mist, which sprayed onto the statue behind him.

With Du Chen dead, the highly toxic mercury went out of control, rolling and swaying on the ground.

The protective barrier of the altar collapsed completely, and Feng Jianhua rushed up as well.

He slammed his sword into the ground, rapidly withdrawing his internal energy, and took a deep breath.

"Scared me!"

Chu Tianshu looked at the old man and asked, "Why did the principal rush down first?"

Originally, after finding the location of the altar, the plan was for Chu Tianshu to go down and attract attention.

His strength is more comprehensive, his vitality is tenacious and vigorous, and his cultivation technique has no obvious flaws.

Then, Feng Jianhua, the swordsman, lay in wait, fully prepared, and with a devastating strike, killed his opponent.

As a result, Du Chen's resentful words must have touched a nerve with Feng Jianhua.

The old man struck first, killing the man.

The planned tasks were swapped.

Fortunately, Feng Jianhua perfectly succeeded in attracting attention.

When someone who has cultivated their internal energy to this level unleashes it, the overwhelming power they possess is truly awe-inspiring.

Chu Tianshu, with a leap and a fall, shattered a head with a single palm strike.

That's efficient enough.

"His words are infuriating. If he had truly paid attention to the lives of ordinary people, he wouldn't have spouted such nonsense so lightly."

Feng Jianhua's voice was hoarse as he looked at the statue, "There's still this to be resolved."

Chu Tianshu looked at the statue and punched the mirror.

choke!
Chu Tianshu's expression changed slightly, and he took a step back.

Feng Jianhua hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"A false sense of threat, but with real pressure..."

The moment Chu Tianshu's fist touched the mirror, he seemed to see the world filled with ice and snow, and a towering ape looking down.

That instinctive sense of threat made him try his best to pull back and not actually launch an attack.

Is this what they call intimidation?
Feng Jianhua glanced around and roughly guessed: "Try throwing a heavy object from a distance."

"No need!"

Chu Tianshu took two deep breaths.

The remaining concentrated mental energy within the Three-Seven Divine Sword had already been completely absorbed.

His body absorbed the mental energy as if it were water, and after absorbing it to its fullest extent, his whole body experienced a transcendent clarity.

He could sense that the so-called Yellow Sprout True Qi, or Samadhi True Power, was about to emerge, but it was still scattered throughout every muscle and bone in his body and had not yet gathered.

There's no need to gather together!
Gathering them together and circulating them through the meridians—that's something for cultivating internal energy later on.

And this is how the "Martial Kitchen God" should be.

Feng Jianhua's nostrils twitched, as if he could smell a strong scent of blood and the scorching heat of steel.

The hairs on the back of his hand inexplicably stood up.

The slumbering skeletal centipedes in the transparent breeding boxes placed around the altar were all awakened, hissing and crawling around wildly.

The centipede, with its bizarre shape resembling a human spine, now exudes not ferocity, but rather fear.

The remaining ghosts on the floor also stopped moving, floating stiffly in mid-air, trembling slightly.

The source of this strange feeling was Chu Tianshu, who was clenching his fist.

Is it some new hormone created by the physical body spreading, or is it a threat emanating from the intent of the fist?

that's not important.

A three-in-one body, capable of creating a god through martial arts.

Ghosts and gods have their own oppressive power.

Humans who have cultivated their martial arts to this level also possess the aura of human power!

Chu Tianshu swung his fist again, slamming it into the statue.

The red light in the statue's eyes suddenly intensified, as if trying to remember this human, but it only flashed for a moment before fading away.

A soft sound came from inside the statue, and it cracked and shattered, sending fine debris flying.

Feng Jianhua witnessed this scene, let out a long sigh of relief, and felt that the night was finally coming to an end.

He suddenly realized that he was getting old after all.

Even such a battle felt like an eternity to him.

Chu Tianshu looked down at the collapsed statue, then suddenly turned around. His face showed no signs of fatigue, but rather a hint of excitement.

"Time to keep killing evil spirits!"

The altar has been destroyed.

Now I can safely go kill evil spirits and get materials!
(End of this chapter)