Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 328 Staring Skill, Flicking Fingers to Close Eyes

As soon as Zhao Qinglang collapsed, Chu Tianshu began to grimace.

"Hi~ha!"

His injury, which appears to be just a fracture of his right middle finger, actually involved multiple impacts and the resistance of flesh and blood.

From the tiny nerves in my fingers all the way to my right rib and right shoulder, inside and outside the bone, there is still an indescribable pain and soreness.

However, Chu Tianshu was putting on a cool and aloof act because the enemy hadn't completely fallen yet.

"How did this guy manage to be so accurate, putting all his strength into a single finger and hitting my finger?"

Chu Tianshu reviewed the events and confirmed that he had made no mistakes during the battle.

The other party may have really relied on their experience and intuition from fighting all sorts of powerful and bizarre creatures in the wasteland over the years to strike with that finger.

When a practitioner first awakens to enlightenment, their intuitive sense of danger becomes more acute than before.

However, merely being able to identify danger without being able to determine its form or the exact moment it will strike leaves little time for preparation, and the appropriate response may not be correct.

Subsequently, the more one cultivates, the broader the scope of one's intuition becomes.

At this point, a truly patient and focused practitioner should pursue their intuition, making their increasingly profound intuition clearer and more concrete.

Ancient texts often use phrases like "foresight," "perceptive insight," "a thousand miles of courtyards," and "reading the lines on the palm" to describe the supreme achievements of this path.

It is better than divination without learning it.

Although this is a description that only exists in theory.

But without a doubt, Zhao Qinglang's cultivation in this aspect is indeed more mature than Chu Tianshu's.

No wonder, when Zhao Qinglang launched that sneak attack on him, Chu Tianshu only reacted after the other party had actually made his move, and did not detect any murderous intent or malice beforehand.

But now, the malice of some people is all too obvious in Chu Tianshu's perception.

He looked up.

On the ceiling, a purple aura, like a venomous snake, was rapidly approaching from afar.

At the center of the purple aura, a black line opened, revealing rolling eyes.

This is clearly a spiritual eye created by some kind of magic.

Since the caster couldn't catch up with Chu Tianshu and Zhao Qinglang, they used the spell's effects to probe first.

His purple eyes, moist and eerie, likely have a bewitching effect and could be a help to Zhao Qinglang.

However, the eyeballs came too slowly.

Chu Tianshu met the eyeball's gaze, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

hum! !

A brilliant blue light emanated from Chu Tianshu's eye sockets as two four-leaf clover marks shot out.

The purple eyeballs were rubbed by the two four-leaf clover prints from both sides, causing them to collapse on the spot.

The cyan mark formed by spiritual power, like a phantom, passed through the ceiling and reached the second floor without damaging it.

On the second floor, Ye Liren was rushing over, clutching the crystal skull.

Suddenly seeing two four-leaf clover prints flying towards him, he quickly raised the skull and swung it forward.

Although this purple crystal skull is not a true soul-locking treasure, it is still an excellent magical artifact.

Ordinary illusions and mental constructs would automatically disintegrate upon contact with this crystal skull, requiring no extra effort from its owner.

Unexpectedly, the two marks split in mid-air, transforming into sixteen four-leaf clovers the size of coins.

The tangled grass danced in the wind, all making way for the crystal skull, which struck the Leaf People.

"what!"

Ye Liren screamed in agony, his hair standing on end, his forehead instantly covered in cold sweat, and he pressed his left hand to his abdomen, almost doubting that his liver and intestines had been torn apart.

In desperation, he smashed the crystal skull onto the ground.

Bang! ! !
The skull struck the ground, triggering the incantation engraved inside, which immediately opened into a purple fire lotus the size of a millstone.

As Ye Liren found himself surrounded by the fire lotus, he felt completely comfortable and his pain subsided dramatically.

However, on the first floor, many load-bearing columns were destroyed, and the floors also had cracks and ravines.

Once the fire lotus bloomed, the cracks deepened, and the spot where Ye Liren stood immediately trembled and collapsed.

With a muffled thud, dust rose, and the fire lotus flickered briefly before going out.

Ye Liren stepped onto the broken floorboards and steadied himself.

Chu Tianshu squinted, keeping his feet still, and only slightly turned his right hand.

The black horse crashed through a hole, and sunlight was now shining into the area.

The silver blade reflected light, illuminating Ye Liren's face.

In a flash, a streak of light shot out along the reflected trajectory and pierced through the man's head.

Ye Liren was stunned. There was no real wound on his forehead, but his soul had been severely damaged, and he fainted.

The soldier's spirit flew back and returned to the blade.

These methods were useless against Zhao Qinglang, but they were more than enough to deal with him.

Chu Tian breathed a sigh of relief, leaped through the gap onto the second floor, and strode quickly through the gap.

In the blink of an eye, he had reached the edge of the second floor. There were no walls here, and he could see the battle scene outside directly.

Many corpses were found, some stuck in the ground, others flying out and hanging on other floors.

A five-meter-tall mechanical giant, its left arm missing and its right foot crippled, is kneeling on the ground.

His remaining right palm seemed to be pressing down on the vital spot of a venomous snake, and on a one-eyed old man.

The one-eyed old man, with only his head exposed outside the metal tiger's mouth, turned pale and felt utterly hopeless when he saw Chu Tianshu appear from afar.

"Commander, we've lost!"

The one-eyed old man shouted, "A new generation replaces the old, Chu Tianshu, you've got some skills. But apart from the leader, you don't know the names of the rest of us, do you?"

"Remember, my name is..."

collapse! !

With a sudden burst of force, the metal hand shoved the old man into the ground, where he fell silent.

Silence fell over the room.

The mechanical giant seemed to freeze for two seconds.

"This old man has been channeling his energy to fight against the armor. My energy is almost depleted, and I'm barely managing to keep going."

Yu Nanfeng's voice came from inside the giant's body, sounding somewhat annoyed.

"Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, he lost his strength and his power diminished, so I couldn't stop myself."

The heavy armor on the giant's back was lifted up, revealing a platform from which steam rose.

Yu Nanfeng and Pan Ting, both with flushed faces and sweat-soaked clothes, crawled out from inside.

"Pity……"

Sweat beaded on Yu Nanfeng's cheeks as he looked back over the numerous corpses. "These people are skilled and have high morale. They fought bravely to the death, one after another. They are truly loyal."

Chu Tianshu didn't take it to heart.

"Among the people I killed, there were many whose names I didn't have time to report. Such wicked people deserve to die."

He was more curious about the mechanical giant, but now was not the time to talk about that.

Chu Tianshu turned his gaze to the side and walked away.

Mao Shanwei leaned against a pillar, slumped there, his lips turning purple.

"You're...poisoned?"

Chu Tianshu initially thought he was injured and wanted to use acupuncture, but upon closer inspection, he realized that he was deeply poisoned and that medicine would be ineffective.

"When I fed those insects poison, I also fed myself some."

Mao Shanwei remained calm as he carefully observed Chu Tianshu before turning his gaze to the depths of the building.

"The leader is dead after all... My initial intention, the initial intention of joining was simply to live a good life and be respected by many people. I had already achieved my goal..."

Yu Nanfeng sighed, "Master Mao, you haven't committed any major mistakes, so why bother?"

Mao Shanwei said, "I knew ten years ago that they were experimenting on living people, but because I didn't have to do it myself, I never exposed them."

"I'll avoid committing one more sin today, but sooner or later everyone will find out that I've long been complicit in their evil deeds. How am I supposed to face that? It would be better to die and find peace."

His voice gradually weakened, and his eyes became somewhat unfocused. Suddenly, he was startled and looked at Chu Tianshu.

“I remember now. That night, when we met by the river, Mr. Tianshu, you actually used your telekinetic powers secretly, didn’t you? I didn’t realize it at the time.”

"Now that I think about it, even if I pulled back from the brink, it wasn't because of my own efforts, but because of your spell?"

Chu Tianshu was not skilled in incantations and could not even be sure whether someone as accomplished in cultivation as Maoshan Wei had any problems.

That day's use of telekinesis was merely a test; it couldn't possibly have had any other effect.

"Can't you believe you still have the resolve to wake up?"

Chu Tianshu squatted down and said solemnly, "I didn't put a curse on you. That was your own fate!"

Upon hearing this, Mao Shanwei felt a sense of relief, almost dazed.

"Finally, there's something I wanted to do that I'm going to put into practice... If only our Demon Hunter team had been good from the start..."

At this point, his eyes were still open, but his lips were no longer moving; his breath had ceased, and his soul had dissipated.

Yu Nanfeng sighed deeply.

Although she had never done anything that crossed the line in her life, she didn't think that as the Lord of the South Wind, she could be considered a purely good person.

Therefore, she has always held people like Master Mao and Chu Yannian in high esteem.

Today, Mao Shanwei's identity has been exposed, and this series of events has left Yu Nanfeng with the most complex feelings.

Chu Tianshu did not sigh, but simply stood up and looked out of the building.

The sun is setting.

The thousands of elite troops who regularly patrolled the city and maintained order were completely gathered together.

Seeing that everyone was safe and sound, and looking further into the distance, Chu Tianshu felt a strange sense of ease and joy, and a smile appeared on his face.

With a flick of his finger, a deep blue-green breeze brought Maoshan Wei to his senses.

(End of this chapter)