I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Huai Mie went to find his master.

Inside the council hall, "Iron God" sat in the main seat, his face somber.

Iron Madman was secretly delighted—Huai Kong had been kicked into the prison cell, and the iron ball sealed the entrance, so even if that kid had extraordinary abilities, he couldn't get out.

But you still have to put on a show.

"Huai Mie." His voice was heavy with sorrow, like an old master worried about his disciple.

"Your second brother didn't come home all night... My heart is breaking."

"You immediately lead your disciples to search the entire island; you must find him!"

Two days have passed, and it still hasn't been found.

On the morning of the third day, Huai Mie came to the council hall again.

"Extinction." Tie Kuangtu's expression was even more "painful" than it had been two days ago.

"Your second brother has been missing for two days."

"I can't sleep at night... Keep searching, you must find them alive!"

Huai Mie stood below, his face expressionless.

"Your disciple obeys."

He clasped his hands in a fist salute, turned around, and left.

Bai Ling stood at the entrance of the hall waiting for him. Seeing him come out, she went to greet him:

"What did Master say?"

"Let me search the whole island."

"Then let's—"

"Search." Huai Mie's voice was very low.

"But it's not just about searching for Huai Kong."

"Nothing on this island is right."

Bai Ling glanced at him and nodded.

She understood what Huai Mie hadn't said aloud—he wasn't just looking for his brother, he was looking for answers.

Tie Kuangtu watched Huai Mie and Bai Ling leave, the worry on his face lasting for a few breaths before vanishing instantly, like removing a mask.

There was no one else in the hall.

He stood up, flicked his long sleeves, and walked towards Tianxiang Garden.

Passing through the corridor and entering the forbidden area, we activated the artificial mountain mechanism, the stone door opened, and the stench of blood filled the air.

Without changing his expression, he descended the steps and entered the underground cave.

The pool of blood was still churning.

The Heavenly Tribulation Armor hovered in the center of the blood pool, looking even more complete than it had been a few days ago.

The fruits of the Iron Gate Five Beasts' "hunting" over the past few days were all poured into the blood pool.

Iron Frenzy didn't look at the armor.

He walked to the edge of the pool and sat down, with the crimson Fire Scale Sword Box lying across his face, his brows furrowed.

"The Heavenly Tribulation Armor is complete. It combines offense and defense, and no one can break through it." He tapped the sword case lightly with his fingertips, producing a crisp sound, and muttered to himself.

"But this armor has too many parts. Without a strong suction force to hold it firmly to the body, it could fall apart at any time during a fight."

He stared at the Fire Scale Sword in the box, his eyes filled with anxiety.

"I originally intended to use the absorption power of the Peerless Sword's soul to solve this problem... but after the Fire Kirin Sword devoured the Peerless Sword, its ferocity increased greatly, and even I could not control it."

"To kill someone with a single touch is truly despicable!"

He stood up irritably and paced around the pool of blood.

suddenly--

A slight movement of energy was felt behind him.

Iron Madman's pupils contracted sharply, and he turned around abruptly:

"who!"

In the shadows, a figure froze—it was the Heart Messenger.

The old man had somehow followed them in and was now hiding in the shadows at the cave entrance. His gaze passed over Tie Kuangtu and was fixed on the Heavenly Tribulation Armor in the blood pool, on the churning blood within, his face filled with disbelief and horror.

He was originally just looking for Huai Kong.

He was more anxious than anyone else about his young master's disappearance these past two days.

He searched every corner of the island and finally thought of Tianxiang Garden—the only place on the island that hadn't been searched because it was a forbidden area.

He hesitated for a long time, but finally crept in.

Then he saw it all.

Blood pools, armor, the blood of missing islanders.

He understood everything.

"Island...Island Lord..." Xin Shi's lips trembled, his voice hoarse.

"What...what's going on...this blood...it's from the people who went missing on the island..."

He didn't finish speaking because he saw Tie Kuangtu's eyes.

There was no panic, no guilty conscience in those eyes, only a cold, condescending killing intent—

It's like watching a rabbit that has accidentally wandered into a hunting ground.

My heart made all the blood in my body feel cold.

He turned and ran.

"Trying to leave?" Tie Kuangtu sneered and waved his hand casually.

Five afterimages shot out from the shadows like ghosts, blocking all escape routes.

Five beasts at the iron gate.

Xin Shi's martial arts skills were not bad, but under the siege of the five beasts, he was already struggling to defend himself after only a few rounds.

"Bang!"

Iron Leg swept a heavy kick into his chest, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily at Iron Madman's feet.

He struggled to lift his head, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the "island lord" he had served for many years, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

"You...you're not Iron God..." The Mind Envoy's voice trembled. "Who are you?!"

Tie Kuangtu looked down at him as if he were an ant.

"You've been with me for so many years, and it's only now that you've realized?" He shook his head, his tone even carrying a hint of regret.

"Indeed, my face looks exactly like that old scoundrel's; no one could tell them apart."

The heart caused the pupils to contract sharply.

"My name is Tie Kuangtu." Tie Kuangtu squatted down, bringing his face close to Xin Shi's, and said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Iron God's twin brother."

Xin Shi was stunned for a full three breaths.

Then his eyes turned red.

It wasn't fear, it was anger—an anger that burned from the very bones.

"Where's Iron God?! What did you do to him?!"

"Don't worry, he's still alive." Tie Kuangtu stood up and dusted off his knees.

"I'm not living a very good life."

Tears welled up in my eyes.

He remembered the Iron God—the real Iron God.

He followed Tie Shen for most of his life, designing the Heavenly Tribulation Armor together and coming to Tie Xin Island together.

He remembered every word Iron God had said to him and every look he had given him.

The person in front of me has been impersonating Iron God for who knows how many years.

He hadn't noticed at all.

"You...you beast..."

He gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling.

Tie Kuangtu's face went expressionless.

"Knowing too much is a death sentence."

He slapped down with his palm.

"Snap!"

His heart made his eyes wide open, so that he could not close them in death.

Without even glancing at it, Tie Kuangtu waved his sleeve, his energy sweeping up the corpse of the Heart Servant and throwing it into the churning pool of blood.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

The pool of blood swallowed the corpse, creating a layer of red foam.

"I just happen to be missing a master's blood essence," Tie Kuangtu said calmly. "You died a worthy death."

Deep within the cave, in the darker shadows, a pair of eyes were fixed intently on everything.

Divine Warrior Envoy.

He was trembling all over, not from the cold, but from fear.

He watched with his own eyes as Xin Shi was killed, his body was thrown into the blood pool, and the indifferent expression on Tie Kuangtu's face when he said "He died a worthy death."

He had followed Tie Kuangtu for many years and always knew that this person was not Tie Shen.

Tie Kuangtu didn't hide it from him—because he had been Tie Kuangtu's man from the very beginning.

But he never thought of resisting.

Iron Madman is too strong; resistance means death.

But now, he's afraid.

Xin Shi had served the "Island Lord" for so many years with unwavering loyalty, yet he was killed without hesitation.

What about him?

In Tie Kuangtu's eyes, his life was even less valuable than Xin Shi's.

Today it may be someone else, but tomorrow it could be someone else.

After Tie Kuangtu turned and left the cave, Shenwu Shi stood in the shadows for a long time.

His hands were shaking.

Ultimately, he made a decision.

The bottom of the prison cave.

Huai Kong has been trapped here for two days.

Two days isn't a long time, but in this pitch-black cave with only a few luminous pearls providing a faint glow, every moment felt like a year.

He tried countless times to rush upwards—

He stomped and bounced back and forth between the two stone walls, like light refracting in an optical fiber, rushing to the top of the cave, and then slammed his palm down on the iron ball with all his might.

The result is always the same.

The iron ball remained motionless, but the recoil caused his hand to split open, and he fell back to the bottom of the hole.

My palm was already a bloody mess.

He tore off the hem of his clothes and wrapped it around himself, then continued bombarding the area.

It can't be moved.

He still had the energy to be angry on the first day.

By the next day, the anger had been completely exhausted, leaving only hunger, fatigue, and a despair that seeped from the very marrow of the bones.

He leaned against the haystack, looking up at the cold iron ball above his head.

The old man beside me still had that same mad look on his face—

Huddled in a corner, sometimes muttering to itself, sometimes suddenly screaming, and sometimes trying to catch insects on the ground.

Huai Kong always stopped him and snatched the insect from his hand.

The old man bared his teeth at him, like a wild dog guarding its food.

But Huai Kong noticed a detail.

Every time he was injured and fell, the old man would shrink to the farthest corner, giving him the entire haystack.

Moreover, the old man never urinated on the straw pile—he always went to the farthest corner of the cave wall to relieve himself.

A person who is truly insane to the point of being delirious would not have this kind of consciousness.

Huai Kong kept this question to himself and didn't voice it.

He was exhausted. He closed his eyes, leaned against the haystack, and drifted off to sleep.

I don't know how much time passed—

"Boom!"

A dull thud came from above.

Huai Kong suddenly opened his eyes—the iron ball was moving!

The massive iron ball sealing the hole was slowly rising, revealing a sliver of blinding light!

"Second Young Master! Come up quickly!"

An urgent and rough voice came from above.

Huai Kong's heart began to pound wildly.

He didn't know whether those above him were friend or foe, but this was the only chance he had in two days.

He grabbed the old man from the corner and carried him on his back.

"Grandpa, hold on tight!"

The old man didn't speak, but his two withered hands gripped Huai Kong's shoulders tightly—

His strength was astonishing, completely unlike that of a mad old man.

Huai Kong didn't have time to think much.

He took a deep breath and slammed his feet against the stone wall—

He bounced back and forth between the two walls, each step propelling him towards the other side with the rebound force, and after a few bounces he reached the hole.

Landing on solid ground, Huai Kong put the old man down, his whole body on alert, his eyes scanning the area ahead like lightning.

Standing next to the mechanism is the Divine Warrior Envoy.

"A Divine Warrior?!" Huai Kong exclaimed in surprise.

The Divine Warrior Envoy was not standing.

He knelt down with a thud and kowtowed three times to the disheveled old man who had been put down from Huai Kong's back, his voice trembling with tears:

"Island Lord! Your subordinate deserves to die!"

Huai Kong was stunned for a moment.

Island owner?

The Divine Warrior raised his head, his face streaked with tears, and spoke rapidly:

"I was hiding in the shadows just now and witnessed Tie Kuang slaughtering Xin Shi!"

"He threw the Heart Servant's corpse into the pool of blood!"

"I knew from the beginning that he wasn't the Iron God... I've been coerced by him and dared not disobey... But he even killed the Mind Master... If I don't leave now, I'll be next..."

He became more and more anxious as he spoke, his whole body trembling violently, a grown man crying like a child.