Body command feeding world

The dark, malevolent tide surged ceaselessly, and the eerie green ghost fire illuminated the world with a chilling desolation. The city's wails and sounds of battle intertwined to create a symphony of hell. In the center of the battlefield, two figures faced each other across the distance, old grudges surging and killing intent boiling.

The Yin Sha Bai Sha Tong Shou hovered in mid-air, surrounded by more than ten miniature child demon souls that swirled around it like will-o'-the-wisps. Pale blue horns on its forehead were faintly visible beneath its pale skin, and its eyes churned with pure malice and mockery. It looked down at Wu Wei, who stood atop the city wall holding a spear, and its childish voice, laced with the chilling cold of millennia, suddenly let out a soft, eerie sneer.

"So it was you..."

"That little mouse that escaped from the grave."

It remembered everything clearly. It remembered the little mouse that had been running away in panic, holding a talisman sword, and that wretched figure desperately trying to survive. It also remembered the blood essence it hadn't been able to swallow and the bone it hadn't been able to gnaw through—the remains it had carelessly discarded years ago, now standing before it, holding a weapon and looking at it with mortal hatred in its eyes.

A blood feud, yet they meet again across lifetimes.

Wu Wei's body surged violently with his Yang Flame Blood Essence, the scalding blood energy almost bursting through his meridians. The double-edged marrow weapon trembled slightly in his palm, the golden-red marrow patterns on the black iron base of the spear flowing like living things, resonating with his heartbeat, soul, and bone marrow, emitting a deep, dragon-like hum. This natal marrow weapon, forged from his own bone marrow essence, five top-grade evil treasures, and the black iron spear base, was now driven by overwhelming hatred. The cold light concealed within the blade grew even more chilling, both front and back edges filled with Yang Flame energy that burned evil and destroyed evil. The curve of the spear shaft, conforming to the lines of his palm, was firmly embedded in his palm, every inch of the lines echoing his killing intent.

Shu's voice echoed softly deep within the soul, carrying a calm warning: "Calm down. It is a fusion of a hundred evil spirits, its intelligence far surpassing that of ordinary mid-level evil creatures. Its Yin evil contains a meridian-sealing poison, so you must not take a direct hit."

"I am very calm."

Wu Wei spoke in a low voice, his tone as cold as black iron frozen for a thousand years, each word uttered with extreme emphasis, "I just... really want to kill it."

Each word was spoken slowly and deliberately, filled with hatred as sharp as a knife, etched into the very marrow of his bones.

The next instant, he hesitated no longer. His feet slammed into the ground, the bluestone beneath him shattering, sending fragments flying. He shot into the air like an arrow, the sound of the wind whistling through the air piercing and deafening. His hands gripped the central point of the double-edged marrow spear tightly, his Yang Flame Blood Essence and Bone Essence erupting simultaneously, surging from his dantian to his limbs and bones. The power of his bone marrow essence poured into the spear like a scalding torrent, causing the spear's hum to suddenly rise, transforming into a clear, resonant dragon's roar that shook the surrounding Yin energy to its core.

This spear has no head or tail, with two symmetrical, equal-length blades. The blades are streamlined and thin yet tough, with a dark golden sheen. The winding marrow patterns on the shaft are traces of the fusion of his own bone marrow and the evil treasure. At this moment, they are filled with the power of the three elements, and golden-red light flows along the patterns, making the entire spear look like a blazing blade. Both ends are burning with pale golden flames, which contain both the sharpness of piercing and the power of slicing, perfectly matching the fierceness and agility of his Earthly spear techniques.

Two dragons cutting through the moon!

Wu Wei leaped into the air, exerting force with both hands, and suddenly unleashed his double-edged marrow weapon. The two blades struck out simultaneously, one piercing the head and the other slashing at the heart. One was forceful and the other swift, one sharp and the other fierce. The yang flames danced wildly like fire snakes, tearing through the dark and yin energy in the sky. With a resolute determination to fight to the death, he aimed straight for Tong's vitals!

Tong Shouqing's eyes narrowed sharply, clearly not expecting that the "little mouse" that could have been crushed at will back then would now unleash such fierce combat power. The miniature Tong Sha Souls around it surged up instantly, layer upon layer, condensing into a thick Yin Sha barrier, with black light rolling and a chilling aura emanating from it.

boom--!

The blades of the twin-edged marrow-wielding spears slammed into the Yin Sha barrier, the deafening roar echoing throughout the city walls. Yang Yan and Yin Sha clashed, tore, and annihilated each other in a frenzied battle, the sizzling and burning sounds incessant, billowing black smoke billowing, heat waves and icy chills violently intertwining, the air twisting and exploding, the aftershocks sweeping in all directions. The child demon souls blocking the way let out a piercing scream, being incinerated and melted away by the Yang Yan, yet their sheer numbers managed to hold off Wu Wei's all-out attack.

"You've got some strength." Tong Shou chuckled maliciously, his childish voice full of disdain. "Unfortunately, it's still not enough."

With a wave of its hand, more than ten evil spirits of children scattered instantly, surrounding Wu Wei from all directions. They moved through walls like ghosts, their movements so fast that only black afterimages remained. Their dark blue fingernails extended an inch, filled with sealing poison, and directly grabbed Wu Wei's major acupoints, meridians, and vital points of his soul. A chilling aura pressed down from the sky.

Wu Wei's eyes were fixed on the afterimages in all directions, his mind highly focused. The double-edged marrow spear in his hands flowed like a living snake, the spear shadows dense and intricate, leaving no gaps. For long-range thrusts, he used Single Dragon Piercing the Sun, the vanguard cutting through the wind, the yang flames penetrating the blade, piercing through in one strike; for close-range slashes, he used Burning Fiend Locking Blade, the rear edge blocking horizontally, the blade locking the enemy, the fiery energy burning away evil. The rear edge entwining, the vanguard thrusting, the spear body spinning, the spear tip flicking, he used the symmetrical structure of the double-edged spear to its fullest extent, alternating between front and back, offense and defense switching, suitable for both long and short distances, with no blind spots, no flaws, no stagnation, every strike precisely landing on Tong Shahun's claws and soul body.

Ding Ding Ding-!

The sharp clang of the spear blade colliding with the tip of the Yin Sha claw was as dense as rain, sparks and Yin Sha black light scattering everywhere. With each collision, Wu Wei could clearly feel the bone-chilling cold seeping into his palm through the shaft of the double-edged marrow weapon, almost freezing his blood and meridians. But he clenched his palm tightly, and the Yang Flame Blood Essence surged back wildly along the patterns of the marrow weapon, burning, incinerating, and tearing apart the invading Yin Sha layer by layer. The marrow weapon was connected to his soul, so the moment the Yin Sha invaded, it would be sensed and purified, never giving the Yin Sha poison the slightest chance to take hold.

At the same time, his bone essence surged spontaneously, emerging from the depths of his bone marrow and condensing into layers of black bone armor, as hard as refined iron, covering his torso, limbs, shoulders and neck. Fine patterns appeared on the surface of the bone armor, echoing the marrow patterns on the marrow weapon's body, resisting evil and blocking the aftershocks of Tong Sha Hun's claws. Even when grazed, only a faint white mark was left.

The moment the poison invaded the skin, it was instantly incinerated by the flowing Yang Flame Blood Essence, without even truly harming the skin.

"Hmm?" A hint of surprise flashed in Tong Shou's eyes, and he said in a sinister voice, "Bone Essence Armor... Your mortal body does have some tricks up its sleeve."

It no longer held back, and the black light in its palm surged, rapidly condensing a dense, ink-like sphere of Yin energy. This time, it was denser, darker, and colder than before, with the Yin energy almost solidifying into a liquid substance. The chilling air froze the surrounding air, even swallowing up all the light.

"Die."

The Yin Sha Ball crashed down with a deafening roar, freezing the air and covering the stone bricks with frost, leaving only a deathly silence of blackness and coldness in the world.

Wu Wei's eyes suddenly sharpened. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his feet lightly touching the ground in mid-air, his figure following closely behind.

Double-edged Cycle!

He instantly changed his grip, switching from one hand to two, from a long-range thrust to a close-range slash, from front to back, and back to front. The double-edged marrow weapon spun rapidly in his hands, like a blazing fire wheel. Yang Flame Blood Essence surged violently, flowing along the marrow patterns of the spear shaft and pouring into the spinning blade, forming a Yang Flame Fire Wheel with a diameter of over ten feet. With unparalleled impact, it crashed head-on into the falling Yin Sha Ball!

boom--!!

The golden-red Yang Flame and the pitch-black Yin Sha exploded with a deafening roar, the black and white shockwaves sweeping in all directions. The shockwaves swept across the entire section of the city wall, sending tiles flying, stone chips flying, and crenellations cracking. Wu Wei was shaken by the immense force, his blood surging, and he fell backward, taking three steps back. Each step cracked the hard bluestone, his tiger's mouth numb and stinging. The shaft of his double-edged marrow weapon burned his palms, yet he still gripped it tightly, not letting it slip even slightly. Tong Shou was also thrown several feet away by the force of the Yang Flame's recoil, several of his childlike Yin Sha souls dissipating. His white brocade robe was burned with charred holes, and his youthful face darkened slightly, his killing intent intensifying.

"You actually managed to block one of my attacks?" Tong Shou's voice was chilling and piercing. "It seems you've had quite a few opportunities lately."

Without a trace of probing, its murderous aura surged dramatically, and the two blue horns on its forehead glowed with intense blue light. It controlled all the remaining little white children and child demon souls to surge forward, densely packed like black clouds covering the sky, relentlessly surrounding Wu Wei. At the same time, the child head teleported, instantly appearing in front of Wu Wei, its dark blue fingernails carrying a sealing poison, aiming straight for his soul between his brows, intending to seize it in one strike!

"Prepare to die!"

Wu Wei's pupils suddenly contracted, and the pressure around him surged to the extreme. He was surrounded by malevolent forces, sharp claws, cold winds, and resentful poison from all directions. There was nowhere to retreat or avoid; he was truly on the brink of life and death.

He took a deep breath, his mind instantly calmed down, his soul resonated completely with the pivot, and became deeply bound to the double-edged marrow weapon in his palm, inseparable—where there is a spear, there is a person; where there is a spear, there is the Dao.

Yang Flame, Bone Essence, and Marrow Power—the three elements were simultaneously activated and poured into the Twin-Edged Marrow Weapon. The golden-red marrow patterns on the spear shaft shone brightly, and the sharp light of the two edges surged. With a series of flicks of his wrists, the spear shadows were like a rain of pear blossoms, unleashing a barrage of bone-crushing and meridian-severing attacks. The blades precisely targeted the weak points of Tong Shahun's soul joints, demonic core, and soul meridians, each strike fatal. Tong Shahun let out a series of shrill screams as his soul shattered, dissipated, and burned away, retreating in swathes.

At the same time, Wu Wei neither dodged nor evaded, directly meeting Tong Shou's killing move head-on. His twin-edged marrow spear suddenly blocked, and the Burning Fiend Lock Blade was activated at full power. The rear edge of the blade locked tightly around Tong Shou's fingernail-like arm, and the Yang Flame burned wildly along the blade edge, while the Yin Fiend sizzled and melted away. Tong Shou felt pain and let out a sharp scream of agony. He gathered Yin Fiend in his other hand and slammed it hard towards Wu Wei's chest, trying to freeze and shatter his heart meridian and destroy his Dao foundation.

Wu Wei's bone armor withstood the palm strike. Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the bone armor, but it did not break. Using the force of the recoil, he suddenly exerted force with his wrist. The tip of the double-edged marrow weapon spear was like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, carrying the yang flames that could burn everything. It stabbed straight out, pointing directly at the two horns on the child's forehead—that was the core of its evil soul fused from the fusion of a hundred evil spirits!

"How dare you—!" Tong Shou roared in shock and anger, his voice completely distorted.

Pfft—!

The incomparably sharp spear tip easily pierced through layers of Yin Sha protection, fiercely penetrating the child's soul body. Yang Flame instantly erupted within its body, burning like raging fire from the inside out. The child let out an extremely shrill scream, its body twisting and convulsing violently, black blood gushing out like a spring. The soul body, fused with a hundred evil spirits, began to crumble, disintegrate, and tear apart inch by inch, the Yin Sha black light constantly dissipating, and its aura rapidly declining.

But it was ultimately a mid-level demon chief who held sway over a region, its vitality and ferocity far exceeding imagination. In its death throes, it launched a furious counterattack to the extreme. The remaining Yin energy exploded recklessly, forming a pitch-black wave of evil energy, attempting to perish together with Wu Wei, freezing and shattering his meridians, burning his soul, and annihilating him along with his weapon.

Wu Wei gritted his teeth, held his twin-edged marrow spear horizontally in front of him, and unleashed his full power of Yang Yan, ready to meet this fatal blow head-on.

At that very moment, from the depths of the sky, an indescribable, all-powerful, and eternally suppressing terrifying aura suddenly descended.

It's not intimidation.

It was suffocating, like the sky had fallen.

The entire city of Rock, all the evil spirits, all humans, all living beings, froze at the same moment. Their breathing stopped, their heartbeats stopped, their thoughts stopped, and even the air seemed to solidify. Only boundless fear and deathly silence remained between heaven and earth.

Only one sound slowly arose, muffled, ancient, and deathly still, as if it came from the depths of the netherworld—

The creaking sound of bones rubbing together.

The black tide parted automatically, creating a deathly path. A colossal figure, over three zhang tall and pieced together from countless dark blue-black, ferocious bones, slowly strode forward with heavy steps. Each bone gleamed with a deathly black light, and a malevolent wind swirled between the bone joints. Two clusters of eerie blue ghost flames burned faintly in the eye sockets, illuminating the hideous and deathly giant skull. In its hand, it gripped a massive, over ten-zhang-long, malevolent bone blade, its blade wreathed in black evil energy. With each step it took, the earth trembled violently, and malevolent energy surged, roared, and swept across hundreds of miles like a tsunami.

Black Bone Demon Lord.

The Supreme Ruler of the Fiend Tide, the King of Yin Fiends.

It slowly opened its eyes, and the ghostly blue flames surged, instantly changing the color of the sky and earth. A cold wind howled and a black tide surged.

The next instant, it slowly raised its enormous bone hand, the sound like ten thousand bones grinding together, deep and majestic, uttering a single word that resounded throughout heaven and earth:

"The Domain of Evil"

With a single word, the world within a hundred miles changed color. The dense malevolent aura instantly doubled and then doubled again, like a vast, inky ocean engulfing everything. The chilling power surged several times over, extinguishing all life and unleashing overwhelming evil.

The Hundred Fiends Child, who was fighting Wu and Wei to the death and whose soul was about to collapse, suddenly shuddered. His scattered fiendish souls flowed back like a tidal wave, and his shattered body healed, reassembled, and solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye. His originally declining aura surged wildly, directly breaking through his original realm. His eyes shone brightly with azure light, and he was extremely fierce, as if he had been reborn.

Tong Shou, who was already in a hopeless situation and certain to die, suddenly broke free from Wu Wei's double-edged marrow spear. With a shrill shriek, his murderous aura surged, and with a devastating power, he charged forward again!

Wu Wei gripped the double-edged marrow weapon tightly, his palms burning hot, blood seeping from his tiger's mouth, and cracks spreading across his bone armor. His three elemental powers were completely exhausted. Facing the reborn and surging Tong Shou, and the Black Bone Fiend Lord behind him who suppressed heaven and earth, his heart sank.

A desperate situation.

A truly hopeless situation, a death without hope.