Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

The golden centipede was stunned.

Mines?

What kind of joke is this little bastard playing on me?

He looked down at his feet and saw nothing but dirty cement and some gravel.

He felt like he'd been tricked, and a surge of anger rushed to his head.

"You little bastard, you're asking for death!" He ignored Yan Que, who was right in front of him, and prepared to rush upstairs and tear that arrogant brat to pieces.

However, just as the golden centipede was about to raise its Qi, a strange change suddenly occurred in the factory!

"Ring ring—"

A crisp metallic clanging sound suddenly rang out from a corner of the unfinished building.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet building.

The source of the sound was Yan Sen.

Yan Sen stood up from behind the railing, holding his small slingshot. He had just fired a copper coin, which hit a string of rusty iron chains hanging from the ceiling in the distance.

This iron chain is the starting point for the entire "Geng Metal Reversal Qi Formation"!

The sound is transmitted, resonated, and amplified rapidly throughout the reinforced concrete structure through the vibration of the iron chain!

"Buzz—"

The golden centipede's head felt as if it had been struck hard by a heavy hammer, leaving it completely blank for a moment.

He felt the air around him suddenly become thick and sharp, and every breath felt like inhaling countless tiny shards of glass, cutting his throat and lungs with a burning pain.

This is just the beginning!

The scene before his eyes began to distort and deform.

The straight concrete pillars appeared to him as crooked venomous snakes, the ground undulated like waves, and the positions of the ceiling and floor seemed to be constantly being reversed.

"Illusion?" The golden centipede was startled and immediately activated its poison technique, concentrating its mind while using its Qi to protect its spiritual platform.

But it didn't work!

This is not an illusion that works on the mind, but a "qi field" that works directly on his body!

The core principle of Yan Sen's "Geng Metal Reversal Formation" is to use the excessive and disordered Geng Metal Qi in this building, along with the Yin Sha Qi of the "Blood Embryo Locking Spirit Jade" as a catalyst, to completely disrupt the basic physical rules of this space!

At the very least, it disrupts the "perception" of physical rules held by those involved.

"Damn it! Kill one first!" The golden centipede was both shocked and furious. Relying on the direction of Yan Que in his memory, he forcibly channeled all the poisonous energy in his body and transformed into a black and green shadow as he rushed over.

In his own view, he was walking in a straight line.

But in Yan Que's eyes, this Quanxing demon who was just arrogant a moment ago was now like a drunkard, his body twisted at a strange angle, screaming as he crashed headfirst into a nearby pillar!

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, the cement pillar was smashed, sending debris flying everywhere. The golden centipede itself was also thrown around, its forehead instantly becoming a bloody mess.

"How could this be..." The golden centipede shook its head, its face full of disbelief.

He was clearly rushing forward, so how did he end up hitting the pillar on the right?

The Qi within his body began to become disordered due to this violent impact.

Worse still, the precious poisonous insects he kept in his body were most sensitive to changes in the "Qi field".

At this moment, in this chaotic and violent "golden evil" energy field, they felt extreme unease and fear, and began to frantically rummage and tear at his internal organs, trying to find a safe exit.

"Ugh—!"

The golden centipede let out a painful roar, feeling as if its intestines were about to be bitten through by the out-of-control worms.

Beset by internal and external troubles!

He sensed the threat of death.

"You little brat! I'll kill you!" The golden centipede went completely mad, its scarlet eyes fixed on Yan Sen's small figure on the second floor.

He disregarded all rules and regulations, exerted force with both legs, and lifted himself up, intending to jump directly to the second floor.

Yan Sen, on the second floor, looked at him with the same indifferent expression, as if watching a clown jumping around. He stood on the railing, looking down at him, and spoke in a childish, emotionless tone, as if reciting a verdict:

"Three steps to the left, a fatal spot; malevolent energy surges to the top, even a god cannot save you."

"You are now standing on a 'life-ending position,' meaning you will have no descendants and your life will be cut off."

The golden centipede wouldn't listen to any of that.

All he wants now is to kill that brat!

The golden centipede used all its strength to leap upwards.

However, due to the distortion of his senses, his judgment of "gravity" and "distance" became fatally flawed.

He figured that in this state, the other party would definitely not let him jump onto the second-floor platform so easily, so he subconsciously used all his strength.

The result was...

"Bang!"

Another dull, loud bang.

The golden centipede's head slammed solidly into a thick steel bar protruding from the bottom of the second-floor platform!

The steel bar had become extremely sharp at the tip due to years of rust. He then thrust upwards with all his might, the force of which was immense.

"Pfft!"

The steel bar pierced through his shoulder in an instant, pinning him to mid-air like a string of candied hawthorns!

"Aaaaaahh ...

Heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the unfinished building.

Fresh blood flowed continuously down the steel bars, dripping onto the ground.

The golden centipede was hanging in mid-air, struggling frantically, but the more it struggled, the more its wounds tore open, and the more intense the pain became.

Yan Que downstairs had been observing coldly the whole time.

Only then did he finally move.

He was no longer the timid, panting "old father." The panic and exhaustion on his face had vanished, replaced by a hunter's calm and ruthlessness.

He casually picked up a steel bar more than a meter long from the ground; the end of the bar was still attached to concrete, making it look like a large sledgehammer. Yan Que weighed it in his hand; the weight was just right.

He looked at the golden centipede struggling and writhing in mid-air as if it were a caterpillar.

The golden centipede also discovered him.

"You...you people..." He was in so much pain his face was contorted, and he could barely speak. "Who are you people?!"

If he still can't see that this father and son are pretending to be weak while actually being strong, then he's wasted the last few decades of his life.

These are not some down-on-their-luck beggars at all; they are two venomous snakes lurking in the gutter!

"The one who'll take your life," Yan Que replied calmly.

He didn't go straight up to finish off the enemy.

He began to use the steel pipe in his hand to precisely hit the bricks, gravel, and scrap iron on the ground, just like playing golf.

"Whoosh!"

A brick flew out with a whoosh and hit the wall that the golden centipede was trying to use for leverage, forcing him to withdraw his hand.

"when!"

A piece of steel bar flew over and accurately pierced his other intact arm, causing him to scream in pain.

Yan Que's every strike was perfectly timed.

He blocked all possible escape or counterattack routes for the golden centipede, trapping him firmly in that "extinction position," making him like a fly entangled in a spider web, only able to slowly wait for death in despair.

This dual torment of body and mind is far more cruel than killing him with a knife.

The golden centipede's spirit finally collapsed amidst pain and fear.

The venomous insects inside his body had completely spiraled out of control, leaving his internal organs riddled with holes, and black worms were crawling out of his mouth, nose, and eyes.

The golden centipede looked down at the cold-faced man holding a steel pipe downstairs, then at the child on the second floor who looked down at him like a little devil, and let out its last roar, filled with resentment and venom:

"I'll haunt you even as a ghost—!!!"

"You won't have a chance to become a ghost."

Yan Sen, on the second floor, spoke coldly.

He stretched out his little foot and gently stepped into the puddle of water on the platform.

In that puddle of water, the "Blood Embryo Locking Spirit Jade" lay quietly.

Yan Sen's Qi, through the accumulated water, instantly triggered a massive amount of Yin energy that had been accumulating in the jade for countless years!

"Sizzle—!"

A visible black arc of electricity traveled along the steel bar that pierced the golden centipede's body and surged through his entire body!

The golden centipede's body stiffened abruptly, all its screams and curses stuck in its throat.

He felt as if his soul had been frozen by this extremely cold energy.

His body convulsed violently, losing its last bit of strength. His body, which had been pinned in mid-air, went limp and slid off the steel bars.

"Thump."

The golden centipede crashed heavily to the ground.

And the location where he fell was very "coincidental".

That was the place where Yan Que had first been "forced" into a corner, and in order to act, he had "desperately" thrown down a pile of rusty nails that he had pried off the wall.

One of the longest nails, with its tip pointing upwards, stood firmly on the ground.

The back of the golden centipede's head landed precisely on the tip of the iron nail.

"puff."

A very faint sound, almost inaudible.

The nail pierced through the back of his head and through his entire skull.

This demon, known as "Golden Centipede," who was somewhat famous within the Quanxing sect, died in an "accident" orchestrated by the beggar he despised the most.

He died a miserable death, a death that was... shrouded in mystery.