I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

Wu Er looked at Huai Kong's trembling hands and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He shoved Huai Kong behind his back and strode forward.

"Alright—stop dawdling!"

Wu Er's voice was rough and hoarse, yet his tone carried a rare solemnity:

"Huai Kong—you can't bring yourself to do this."

"I'll do it."

"...No two?"

Huai Kong suddenly looked up.

Wu Er didn't turn around to look at him, but simply rolled up her sleeves and spoke calmly:

"The number of people I have killed in my life—if not a hundred, then at least eighty."

"Killing one more or one less doesn't mean anything to me."

He paused, his voice suddenly lowering:

"But let me make this clear from the start—"

"If this blow lands, your elder brother truly won't be able to open his eyes again..."

"I am unique—so I will be buried with Huai Mie!"

These words were spoken—

Inside the stone house, a sudden silence fell.

Huai Kong was completely stunned.

He never expected this—

This old friend, who always curses and complains and claims that "his whole life has been about defeating Huai Kong," actually said something like this at this moment.

That was no joke.

Wu Er is a person who is stubborn but soft-hearted.

If someone can utter the words "to be buried with one's family," then they can certainly do it.

"Unique—"

Huai Kong's eyes instantly reddened.

He strode forward and grabbed Wu Er's raised hand:

"no."

"This strike—I will deliver it."

Wu Er suddenly turned his head:

"Huai Kong—don't be foolish!"

"If you actually lay a hand on them, what if you end up regretting it for the rest of your life!"

"We have to get through it, even if it's difficult!"

Huai Kong's voice suddenly turned deep—

Her usual gentle and refined demeanor was completely replaced by a resolute determination at this moment.

"My elder brother is my older brother."

"The matter of killing my own brother—"

"I will never let anyone do things for me in my entire life."

He turned his head, looking at the cold, hard body on the bed, his voice trembling slightly:

"No two."

"Listen up, you too."

"If—this blow causes my brother to never wake up again..."

"I will return this empty life to him."

"This divine sin—along with myself—will be buried with my elder brother."

The words fell.

Inside the stone house—utter silence reigned.

Wu Er opened his mouth, but for a moment he couldn't utter a single word.

Luo Xian, standing to the side—

He didn't utter a single word from beginning to end.

She stood quietly in the shadows, her bright eyes fixed on Huai Kong's back, her eyes unknowingly soaked with tears.

Her heart—

It felt like being stabbed repeatedly with the dullest knife.

She had just heard Huai Kong, in his drunken state, call out another woman's name last night—

She thought she had given up completely.

But at this moment—

Looking at this man who was willing to give his own life to accompany his brother in death—

My heart, already riddled with wounds, was once again struck hard by Huai Kong's words.

In the end, she fell in love with someone who would never belong to her.

Luo Xian bit her lower lip slightly and silently turned her head away.

She didn't want anyone to see the single tear that was about to fall from the corner of her eye.

Huai Kong said no more, took a deep breath, and suddenly turned around!

His feet were firmly planted on the ground like the roots of an old tree, and a heavy force rose from his waist and abdomen, gathering inch by inch into his palm.

The palm slowly rises in posture—

The air swirled between their fingers, producing a sharp, piercing sound.

The divine physician held his breath and stared intently at this action.

Deep within those murky eyes lay an undisguised greed and fanaticism.

He roared inwardly—

Hit! Hit them hard!

Ideally, a single palm strike would shatter the heart meridian and destroy all life force!

Only by truly putting oneself in a life-or-death situation—by defying the heavens and earth—can one break free from the cocoon.

That will be a true turning point!

He even leaned forward slightly from excitement, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Huai Kong's palm strike was like thunder, a heavy blow—

It was imprinted fiercely on Huai Mie's heart!

Click—!

The sound of bones cracking was particularly jarring in this desolate valley.

But his palm strike—ultimately concealed a trace of barely perceptible hesitation, and in the last inch, he actually swallowed back three-tenths of his strength.

The moment that palm struck—

Wu Er's fist was clenched tightly to the side, his knuckles turning white—

He cursed under his breath, "Idiot..."

However—the force was already sufficient.

Huai Mie's stiff, cold body suddenly arched on the bed—

His eyes bulged with rage, his fingertips dug tightly into the edge of the wooden bed, and a low, broken sob escaped his throat.

Struggle, then extinguish.

In just a fleeting moment—

He then collapsed completely, his life force extinguished.

In those lifeless eyes, only a lingering trace of violence remained.

Huai Kong closed his eyes tightly.

He had killed countless enemies in his life—but this palm strike was the heaviest he had ever received.

Wu Er stood before the couch.

He stared intently at the corpse, which showed no signs of recovery—

All that hope was plunged into an icy abyss, and finally turned into a raging inferno.

A large hand reached out like an eagle's claw—

They gripped the doctor's withered neck tightly and lifted him into the air!

"You old bastard—!"

"You liar, spouting complete nonsense!"

Wu Er's voice was hoarse, and his murderous intent seemed to emanate from his very being.

"Huai Mie has breathed his last!"

"Where exactly is this so-called resurrection you speak of?!"

"If you dare to mess with me—I'll crush your old bones inch by inch today!"

The doctor's face turned red from being strangled, and he kicked his legs wildly.

But his face didn't show much fear—instead, it revealed a kind of distorted fanaticism.

He struggled to pry open Wu Er's iron hand, coughing like a broken bellows.

"Cough...cough cough!"

"Mediocre talent—simply incomprehensible—"

He glanced sideways in Huai Mie's direction, his voice low and menacing:

"This medicine reverses Yin and Yang—its medicinal power is currently cleansing his entire body."

"The more gifted someone is—the longer it takes for them to break free from their shell and be reborn!"

"To obtain the blessings of creation—to acquire divine power—"

"It's incomparable to mere weeds!"

Wu Er gave a heavy snort and threw the divine doctor to the ground.

A pair of tiger-like eyes were fixed on the divine physician—to prevent him from taking the opportunity to escape.

The time it takes for an incense stick to burn passes by slowly.

Luo Xian stayed by the bedside the whole time.

She suddenly realized that her shrunken heart was rising and falling strangely.

A blush slowly spread from between his fingers.

"look--!"

Amidst exclamations—

Everyone bent down at the same time.

On Huai Mie's body, the sunken heart veins were visibly swelling again.

The sound of flesh and bone writhing could be clearly heard inside the room, and the wounds all over his body contracted and healed in an instant—

Life, like a volcano, erupts wildly from the deepest part of death!

Sudden--

A fierce crimson light surged from Huai Mie's eyes!

There were no pupils within, only a will as scorching as a sea of ​​fire in purgatory.

Like burning flames, like rage.

He slammed his palm onto the wooden bed, his momentum like that of a hawk emerging from its den, a fleeting shadow and a streak of light, as he rose into the air!

Everyone stared intently—a chill suddenly ran through them.

Huai Mie's face no longer resembled the dashing youth of his prime.

Twenty years of lifespan were burned away against the will of heaven and earth—

His once well-defined face was now deeply lined with wrinkles.

Mature and profound.

He had transformed into a sharp and cold-looking middle-aged man.

This is the most devastating price to pay for reaching the Grandmaster realm.

Boom!

A deafening roar! A thunderous explosion!

The terrifying waves surged forward from his body, layer upon layer, like crashing waves against the shore or jagged rocks piercing the sky.

The entire stone house collapsed with a roar—

The beams and pillars were broken into pieces, and the rubble flew like locusts into the clouds, blocking out the sun.

Dust and smoke filled the sky, and a mysterious shadow stole the air.

Huai Mie leaped through the void as if walking on flat ground.

He freely wielded his brush above this valley—

Each move unleashed brought forth a fierce and unparalleled gale.

"A thousand snakes strike—!"

Before the words had even finished—

Dozens of powerful energies twisted and spun like mad snakes, shooting out from all directions!

Stern and resolute, ripples spread outwards.

The airflow was brutally torn apart, emitting mournful cries like tearing silk.

"Drive in relentlessly—!"

His movements were so fast that it was almost as if his soul had left his body.

With each step he took—

A perfectly round ripple of energy will inevitably rise from the void beneath one's feet, as if knocking on the gate of heaven and earth.

"The raging beast devours the sun—!"

Huai Mie suddenly spread his arms wide in the sky!

The body's energy shifted from extreme stillness to extreme movement in an instant—

It then collapsed wildly, condensing into a single point of extremely refined, pitch-black light.

The most powerful blow!

"The Beast That Devours the Sun—!!"

As his right palm pressed down heavily—a surge of peak power erupted forth!

The valley, which was nearly a hundred feet in circumference, seemed to bear some indescribable pressure at this moment, and split open into an abyss!

The boulder crumbled into dust, and a muffled sound, like an earth dragon turning over, echoed from the depths of the valley.

The winds and clouds change color because of it, and heaven and earth are turned upside down.

This is the beast that has broken free from its cocoon in the deepest abyss!

Huai Kong, Luo Xian, Wu Er.

The three stood guard in a corner of the ruins, gazing at the dark shadow that ripped through the sky, all speechless with astonishment.

This domineering aura, powerful enough to make mountains bow down, far surpasses that of the past!

Overbearing, heavy.

The divine healer stood in the shadow of the ruins, his fingertips lightly twirling his withered beard, his eyes filled with a twisted smugness.

He chuckled inwardly—

The results of this experiment far exceeded expectations.

The body that Huai Mie possessed was indeed an exceptionally rare and perfect test mouse.

He then turned his gaze again—

A cold gaze slowly swept over Huai Kong, as if scrutinizing another medicine cauldron waiting to be opened.

Greed, evil.

"Tsk...this kid—he's a better prospect..."

He silently made a mental note of it.

Huai Kong was completely unaware of this.

He simply stared motionlessly into the air.

The light faded away.

He fell heavily into the void after annihilating himself—his toes touched the ground without disturbing a speck of dust.

He stood there, his back to him steady—like towering mountains, like a deep abyss.

The wind in the valley gradually subsided, leaving only the faint groans of the surrounding crumbling rocks.

until--

A low, guttural call escaped his throat:

"Huai Kong".