Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 495 Wielding a Sword in a Dragon's Den or Tiger's Lair
Fang Tai's vision became somewhat chaotic.

Clearly, he was changing positions rapidly, quickly dodging the aftershocks of the battle between the two powerful figures.

Even when using a knife on a desolate grave, one could still see his figure, flitting about in the sky like a butterfly among reeds.

The Heavenly Official of Changzhou, Feng Jue, was clearly a top-notch mage. Before making his move, he concealed his presence.

He was nowhere to be seen, neither in the sky nor on the ground.

The location of that voice was merely a misleading device.

A crimson blade of energy slashed at the desolate grave, striking that spot.

The air in that area suddenly condensed, like crystal, forming a pure white sphere that abruptly contracted inward.

Annihilate that blade of energy on the spot!

The sky from all directions resonated with the sounds of nasal cavities, chest cavities, and the unique pores on the skin of the Fangfeng clan.

The deep incantation was chanted at high speed, clearly in the voice of only one person.

However, as the first voice recites, a second voice follows half a beat later, and then a third magnificent voice follows.

Spirit, vitality, altar.

The three levels of incantations appear to be sequential, unlike when Fang Tai himself used the power of the altar, where they were so deeply integrated.

In fact, it was precisely because the order was cleverly and controllably determined.

The three layers of power were given enough time to combine and react.

The final incantation possessed a power far more profound and extensive than that of Fang Tai.

As the incantation was recited, white lines of airflow, like the ribs of an umbrella, spread out in mid-air.

It also resembles an upside-down bowl on the ground, with a radius of thirty meters at the rim.

In the blink of an eye, the "bowl" began to spin.

Intense heat surged into the "bowl," causing a bright red glow to appear in the air as flames erupted.

Fang Tai was not the target of the spell, but in his horror, he tried to force his way out.

Just as he turned away without thinking, he vaguely heard a series of ghostly laughs.

Laughter is like a knife.

It was during the moment of drawing the knife that this ghostly laugh arose in my heart.

Fang Tai couldn't tell the difference.

But at the very end, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the rapidly spinning streams of flame inside the bowl had suddenly been slashed.

Like a headless snake, every gust of air loses much of its power.

The next moment, he was also grazed on the arm, and the explosive power of the spell knocked him unconscious.

"Hey, what's wrong with me..."

Chu Tianshu's eyebrows shot up, and he smashed the teacup beside him.

Both the Heavenly Official of Changzhou Kingdom and the Ghost Mother Clan leader of the Water Demon faction are clearly formidable enemies.

Chu Tianshu was engrossed in watching, about to witness the most impressive clash of moves.

Fang Tai, who was acting as the cameraman, he... he escaped!

"Escape my ass! That official was clearly protecting the remaining buildings, and also protecting his own altar. You were treated as part of the altar too. Can't you see that?"

Chu Tianshu scratched his hair in frustration.

If Fang Tai hadn't run away, his injuries might have been even less severe after that exchange of blows.

After watching the battle, Baihe's breathing became heavier.

"Although I guessed that the Heavenly Official and Earthly Ruler must have received considerable power to manage so many altars, this is still a bit beyond my expectations."

"Furthermore, that Ghost Mother Clan leader was actually able to defeat his opponent in the Heavenly Official's altar."

Helai had already made up his mind.

Lin Chucheng, Feng Jianhua, Yun Gu, Yan Xiake, and others were all temporarily summoned to Shanghai, along with the army, to prepare for managing the events to come.

But so many people have fallen into the spirit world, so many spirit beings have entered reality, and there are the potential changes around the world that might occur as a result...

Just thinking about it makes He Lai feel overwhelmed, with his current main body and second soul combined.

I'm afraid we'll have to wait until we grow nine heads to be able to handle it.

Chu Tianshu was still pondering the sword moves he hadn't finished watching when he suddenly snapped back to reality and glanced at Bai He.

The white crane's body was now half-submerged in shadow, its brows lowered and eyes downcast, its breath unusually heavy.

"Is Senior Tsuru preparing for the worst?"

"good."

The white crane sighed softly, "Knowing that this is indeed a ghost or god who has gathered wisdom in advance and arranged the rituals, I know that this matter is probably beyond redemption."

“Any incantation or ritual has inertia. It has been accumulated over a hundred years, developed into a general trend, and the appearance of the masses has also responded. The inertia has become too heavy.”

"Don't even mention that nuclear bombs are difficult to use in the spirit world. Even if they could be used, and if you were ruthless enough to bomb this whole place, I'm afraid that even if the reflection is destroyed, the empty space will still create a potential difference and a suction force."

"At that time, at most not many spirit beings will enter reality, while the permanent residents of reality will still fall into the spirit world."

Chu Tianshu's expression changed.

He wasn't knowledgeable enough in magic to have thought of that.

But upon closer examination, the water demon army wouldn't have expended so much effort to attack Changzhou Kingdom without a reason.

Are those water monsters trying to hitch a ride to reality? Or are they waiting for a large number of humans to be transported over so they can feast and plunder first?
Regardless of the reason, it shows that these water demons are very confident that even though the water demon army has already caused so much damage in Cheung Chau, the ritual will still be performed.

"A century-old inertia?"

Chu Tianshu frowned and pondered for a long time.

"In any case, I still want to find a way to eliminate the Heaven and Earth Palaces first."

"Firstly, we can't let them actually receive any favor from the two realms."

"Secondly, the Demon Lord could have easily guided the situation using only the fog, and used any means at will, such as creating some ancient cave stele to pass down the original technology."

"The fact that they specifically chose a group of believers and put effort into cultivating them suggests that they see the existence of the plan for the Demon Lord as necessary."

After listening, Baihe pondered for a moment and couldn't help but nod.

The methods of the Demon Lord actually consist of two parts: first, to carry out the exchange, and second, to use this exchange to move his true form into the shallow layer and then explore reality.

The existence of the Heaven and Earth Palaces is likely related to the movement of his true form.

Even if we can't stop a large number of humans from being transferred to the spirit world, at least let's prevent them from encountering the true forms of ghosts and gods as soon as they enter the spirit world.

"Then I, Benhe... should return to reality first."

Baihe took a deep breath and encouraged himself, "Ha, don't panic. I'm already this old, I can handle any pressure."

"Send the little snake to the plantation and have them bring it into reality. Then I'll come back to find you."

Chu Tianshu asked, "You traveled alone, do you know the way?"

Baihe said, "It's alright. I have already refined that iron ruler a little. It is indeed the authority of the entire Eighteen Camps Town. I have a connection with this place. It is no problem for me to come back through the mist."

Chu Tianshu handed over the two-headed snake. Just as the white crane was about to extend its claws, Xiao Zuo shrank his neck in fright.

"Senior Crane, why don't you let them climb onto your back?"

The white crane reached out its claws and grabbed the water bottle, then with a flick of its long beak, placed the two-headed snake on its back.

Xiao Zuo said reluctantly, "Mr. Sword God, please be careful."

Not wanting to part with such a good meal ticket, Bu Bai called out, "Take care, sir, goodbye."

Chu Tianshu smiled slightly and watched the white crane disappear into the distance.

"Knife, god..."

He looked at the iron ruler and the light screen, and murmured, "Unfortunately, I am not a god."

The scene of the wasteland world flashed through his mind.

When he saw that world, many things were already set in stone. The terrible casualties and the drastic reduction in population had become numbers faded by time, and he had no choice but to accept them.

But he absolutely did not want his world to be ravaged like that. "Even if the world needs to be reshaped, it should be us who do it. What right do you freaks have to do it?"

A deep sense of resentment welled up in Chu Tianshu's heart. He lowered his eyelids, suppressed those emotions, and gently tapped his fingers on the table.

The profound intention drove the energy, which entered the underground, spread throughout the nearby buildings, and then fed back.

What appeared to be merely his fingers tapping on the table and then bouncing back was, in fact, not a probing exercise, but a training session.

If someone reacts quickly enough and observes closely enough, they will notice.

Every time Chu Tianshu's fingers bounced off the table, a subtle fluctuation of force instantly spread from his fingertips throughout his entire body.

The movements may seem subtle, but they are actually caused by the force penetrating deep into the body.

The myriad phenomena of the universe each possess their own profound mysteries.

The mainstream training method of Xinxue Martial Arts is to exert force towards all things and use the feedback from all things to temper oneself.

Based on this, various schools of thought have emerged, each focusing on specific types of goals and refining the feedback they receive to make them more efficient.

The Mountain Collapse and Water Destruction Palm technique, which aims at mountains and rivers, is already quite profound.

The secret technique of collapsing Jiuquan Mountain has been slightly optimized.

The buildings and grounds of the Eighteenth Camp resembled a Buddhist altar.

Chu Tianshu aimed at the altar, and the force he received was far more complex than that from a normal building.

The five fingers plucked the strings, making a soft, repetitive sound.

He channeled the power of the altar into the smallest details of the body.

The smallest blood vessels are first stimulated and repeatedly refined before converging into the main blood vessels.

Chu Tianshu gradually felt a cool sensation in his chest.

However, after this initial coolness, other parts of the body began to feel even hotter.

The cooler it is, the hotter it is elsewhere.

Simply sitting there, tapping his fingers on the table, caused his third eye on his forehead to open slightly, his face turning bright red.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his head, face, and neck.

Sweat dripped from his forehead down to his eyebrows, where it was caught by his thick, long eyebrows and flowed towards the ends of his eyebrows, condensing into beads of sweat.

My body felt like it was on fire, but my stomach felt like it was drinking ice.

drop! !

Chu Tianshu slowly closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them, two beads of sweat breaking apart at the corners of his eyebrows.

In the quiet hall, the sound of water droplets being thrown slightly and breaking in mid-air seemed clearly audible.

The flowers outside the hall have been unaware of how much time has passed.

But the white crane had already delivered the little snake and then flew back.

"Huh? You were practicing martial arts just now?"

"I was just thinking."

Chu Tianshu laughed, "Senior, you stay here and use the iron ruler to control Fang Tai and search for the missing humans..."

Baihe reacted quickly, asking suspiciously, "You're going to the Heavenly King's Palace alone?"

"The Heavenly Officials and Earthly Sovereigns are all masters. That place is their altar. If you go there, you might not be able to hide anymore."

Chu Tianshu pointed to Fang Tai and smiled, "And if I go, I will have a very suitable reason."

Bai He looked at Fang Tai and said knowingly, "The Heavenly Official is also seriously injured. Since you can heal Fang Tai, it is only natural that you would recommend him to diagnose the Heavenly Official."

Chu Tianshu said, "Moreover, the water demon should not be ignored. Senior, it would be very beneficial to manage this place and study the wonders of the altar."

After a long deliberation, the white crane solemnly nodded.

"Then I will guide Fang Tai to send a message recommending you to the Heavenly King Palace."

Nestled among the hills of Cheung Chau, in the heart of the region.

Eight railway tracks pierce the mountains, coming from all eight directions, guarding the most prosperous place in the entire Changzhou Kingdom.

The buildings and palaces here are the tallest and widest; the streets and trees here are the widest and most beautiful.

Everyone here has a more spacious residence than outside. Even a mere Golden Spear Guard has his own house when he's not on duty.

The Heavenly King Palace and the Earth Beam Palace are two palace complexes separated only by a street.

The palace buildings here were damaged a while ago, but they have been restored quickly.

At this moment, the Earthly Sovereign stood before a grand hall with its doors tightly shut, carefully instructing a steward on the method of decocting medicine.

Suddenly, the Earthly Master's yellow beard twitched slightly, and his left palm caught something in the air in front of him. After making three hand seals, he swept it horizontally with one hand.

Lines of writing appeared in the air.

"The water demon disturbed the mist, and among the outsiders who mistakenly entered Cheung Chau, there was actually a divine healer from the Night Wanderers?"

The local official was slightly pleased and immediately sent a message to Fang Tai, instructing him to send someone to escort the divine physician over.

He then said to the steward, "Since there is a divine physician, you should prepare the medicine. Stop taking the medicine for half a day to avoid confusing the divine physician's diagnosis."

The steward accepted the order and withdrew.

The Earthly Sovereign turned around and walked towards the main hall.

The heavy bronze door, gilded and tinged with green, slowly opened, and eerie laughter emanated from within.

On the altar in the hall sat an old man with red hair and beard, a bald forehead, large eyes, and an aquiline nose.

A chilling knife wound slashed diagonally down his left shoulder, stopping in the center of his chest.

The air near the knife wound rippled and shimmered with an eerie light, and the ghostly laughter emanated from there.

On that day, even with the blessing of the altar, the Heavenly Official was able to hold off the Ghost Mother Clan's commander, though he was only slightly inferior.

The Earth Lord originally thought that with his help afterward, he could make up for the difference and remove the knife wound, which would be a piece of cake.
Who knew that the knife wound was poisonous, with ever-changing effects, making it truly difficult to treat. Although it could be suppressed, it was difficult to eradicate completely.

The Demon Lord was still immersed in the inertia of the final stage of the exchange ritual, and the Earth Lord's sacrificial communication to the deep zone received no response.

It is likely that only someone with exceptional expertise in medicine and poisons could cure the Heavenly Official.

The Heavenly Official stroked his beard and said, "I just heard you mention the Divine Physician?"

The Earthly Minister nodded: "It's Fang from my palace...who?!"

The Earth Lord suddenly turned around.

A wisp of invisible moisture seeped in through the crack in the door, and the Earthly Slayer caught it from a distance.

This water vapor was originally a pure gas, but it turned into mist in mid-air and finally condensed into an ice-white octopus, which was more than half the height of a person.

"Lord Earthly Ruler, I am the White Ape Messenger."

The Earth Lord examined the monster he had captured closely, his face showing surprise.

"It's actually a sea monster with intelligence! Which white ape is so capable that it could mate with a sea monster and have a child?"

The Heavenly Official said in a deep voice, "Don't strangle him. Let's hear what he has to say."

The sea monster cackled, "Lord Huangfen said that you are not bad. He cannot kill you in a short time, so he can negotiate with you. My General Yuan has also agreed."

The Earth Lord laughed and said, "The war has not ended, and the White Ape's lurking and sabotage in various places has never stopped. Is this how you want to negotiate peace?"

"We'll fight and negotiate simultaneously."

The sea monster felt too much pressure from the glare of the Earthly Lord and dared not laugh anymore.

“If you are willing to negotiate, General Yuan is willing to come in person to show his sincerity.”

The local magistrate seemed to be sneering, but he didn't actually make a move.

After pondering for a long time, the official said, "General Yuan, are you referring to that white ape general who practices the 'Boyhood Kung Fu'?"

"You have guts, but such an important matter cannot be accomplished with mere words. Go and report to him, and ask him to show himself. We will send someone to welcome him."

"Everything should be done according to etiquette."

(End of this chapter)