The divine manifestations began at the Gongwei Division.

The difference between humans and demons is naturally enormous.

Unless it is a powerful demon that can completely transform into human form, the appearance of a demon can be recognized at a glance.

However, a long time ago, a great demon invented the art of skin painting.

Since then, demons have been able to disguise themselves in human skin and infiltrate the human world.

With the painted skin, the demon could no longer be distinguished by the naked eye.

The Guardian Bureau has a Demon-Identifying Compass that can identify demons, but that thing is extremely expensive to make, and not everyone can equip it.

In addition, Zhou Heng had heard that celestial officials and divine officials had special methods to identify demons.

Martial artists excel in combat, but in these aspects they are inferior to celestial officials and divine officials.

Even within the Guardian Bureau, there are not many people who follow the paths of celestial officials and divine officials. The original owner only knew that these two types of people existed, but had never actually come into contact with them.

"My father seemed to have said that celestial officials have the ability to observe qi, and can judge good or bad fortune by observing the qi field."

I wonder what the difference is between Ma Qichang's ancestral martial arts and the celestial official's aura-gazing technique.

Zhou Heng thought to himself, and couldn't help but start flipping through the pages.

After reading it through from beginning to end, Zhou Heng slowly closed the manual, a thoughtful expression on his face.

He couldn't tell the difference between this aura-gazing technique and the aura-gazing technique of the legendary celestial officials.

In short, this is good stuff!

Zhou Heng pondered for a moment, silently reciting in his heart.

"Ten years of cultivation, added to the art of observing qi."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Heng felt a memory surge into his mind.

It's as if it happened a long time ago, and because of the passage of time, it has been forgotten.

Now, an opportunity has brought it all back to him.

In my memory, he devoted himself to practicing the art of observing qi, neglecting to eat or sleep.

At first, he stared at a burning incense stick in the dark room.

After the red dot of the burning incense became like the red sun in his eyes, he began to contemplate the rising sun.

Step by step.

A full ten years.

He abandoned everything and devoted himself entirely to cultivating this art of observing qi.

at last.

His eyes underwent some strange change.

When you observe intently, you can vaguely see the aura emanating from living beings.

Zhou Heng closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them again, as if a vortex of air flashed in his pupils.

He stared intently ahead.

A light mist seemed to rise from the bodies of those entering and leaving Yingchun Tower.

The light, like a light mist, was mostly grayish-white, with a few tinged with blue, and one or two with a faint red hue.

After only a few breaths, Zhou Heng felt his eyes sting and couldn't help but start to cry.

A feeling of weakness even came over my body.

This was unprecedented since he mastered the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

This Qi-observation technique cannot be used without limit; it will consume Zhou Heng's own Qi and blood.

However, this kind of martial art is not used all the time; it is only used when necessary, and that is the correct way to use it.

Staring at so many people like Zhou Heng is tantamount to courting death.

After taking a few deep breaths, Zhou Heng slowly circulated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill and gradually recovered.

"I originally wanted to use this Qi-observation technique to dig out all the demons hidden in Ningyang County."

It seems that this still won't work; I can't possibly cast the Spectral Aura spell on everyone.

Only when encountering a suspect should one use the art of aura observation to identify them; this can save a lot of trouble.

Zhou Heng thought to himself.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. If the Qi Observation Technique had no limitations, wouldn't the Guardian Bureau have already found all the demons in the world?

In fact, even with the deterrent power of the Guardian Bureau, chaos and disorder still occurred frequently throughout the land.

Just then.

Suddenly, a woman in her early twenties with delicate features walked out of Yingchun Tower.

Zhou Heng glanced over subconsciously, as if he had just received a fun toy, and he instinctively used his Qi Observation Technique.

For an instant.

Zhou Heng's body stiffened for a moment.

Under the gaze of the Qi Observation Technique, the woman was shrouded in a thick layer of black mist.

Demon!

With such a dense demonic aura, the opponent has probably already reached the rank of a high-level cultivator.

There was no evidence, but Zhou Heng was almost certain that it was Zhong Xiaoxiao.

Zhou Heng twitched his left thumb slightly, and the Dragon Sparrow Blade was drawn an inch from its sheath.

Clang!

It sounded as if the clanging of knives echoed.

The woman who walked out of Yingchun Tower suddenly looked up and stared at Zhou Heng, who was hidden in the darkness.

The moment it looked over, a bright red light shone before Zhou Heng's eyes.

【02:00:00】

Danger countdown, activate!

"Sir, now that you're here, why not come in?"

The woman forced a smile and said in a sweet voice, "What kind of girl does the gentleman like? Our Yingchun Pavilion has all kinds."

It walked in gracefully, as if beckoning guests.

Without the Qi Observation Technique and the danger countdown, Zhou Heng would have been completely unable to spot any flaws in his opponent.

Her alluring figure and snow-white skin blended perfectly with the surroundings.

Even its innocent yet alluring face can unconsciously evoke a desire to consume.

"You're Boss Zhong?"

Zhou Heng grinned, "I've long heard of Boss Zhong's reputation for beauty, and I came here specifically for you, Boss Zhong."

"Sir, you flatter me. I'm old and my looks have faded. The other girls in the brothel are all very beautiful. Shall I pick a few for you?"

Zhong Xiaoxiao moved closer to Zhou Heng and reached out to take his arm.

Its movements looked very natural.

However, if it grabs his arm, Zhou Heng won't be able to free his hand to draw his sword.

Before Zhong Xiaoxiao's hand could fall, Zhou Heng had already reached out and grabbed her hand, even giving it a firm squeeze.

"Boss Zhong's approach is really soft."

Zhou Heng squinted.

Zhong Xiaoxiao's body stiffened for a moment, and an unnatural look flashed across her face, but she quickly managed a smile.

"Sir, you're too kind. If you don't mind my age, please come into the room. I'll serve you well."

Beneath Zhong Xiaoxiao's lowered eyelids, a flash of murderous intent appeared in her pupils.

"OK."

Zhou Heng said, "However, I should be the one serving Boss Zhong."

Before he could finish speaking...

A flash of light appeared and instantly pierced Zhong Xiaoxiao's abdomen.

When Zhong Xiaoxiao's hand was grabbed by Zhou Heng, she felt a tremendous force on her arm as she tried to dodge, pinning her to the spot.

puff.

Zhong Xiaoxiao's expression instantly turned ferocious, and she let out a sharp scream.

The cry transformed into invisible sound waves that struck Zhou Heng's face, causing a sharp pain in his head.

He frowned, twisted the Dragon Sparrow Blade inside Zhong Xiaoxiao's body, and pulled it out.

Blood splattered.

The Dragon Sparrow Blade rose with the momentum and slashed downwards.

Zhong Xiaoxiao was held captive by him and couldn't escape even if she wanted to. She could only watch helplessly as the blade fell, her eyes filled with pain and despair.

"stop!"

Just then.

Suddenly a loud shout rang out.

A figure appeared at the end of the long street, shrouded in a black robe and wearing a colorful mask.

The man was carrying someone in his hand; it was none other than Lü Zi'an.

He held the knife to Lü Zian's neck and said to Zhou Heng in a deep voice.

"Stop, or I'll kill him!"

The Dragon Sparrow Blade stopped at Zhong Xiaoxiao's neck, and Zhou Heng frowned slightly.

Zhong Xiaoxiao's abdomen was bleeding profusely, but she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Shut up."

The Dragon Sparrow Blade struck its face, leaving a bloody gash.

This little mask is of really good quality; it didn't even reveal its true form.

Even in a moment of crisis, Zhou Heng still had the leisure to think about these things.

"Let's release them together. You release Zhong Xiaoxiao, and I'll release this scholar."

The man opposite said in a deep voice, hoarse and unpleasant, like fingernails scraping metal.

"Release them?"

Zhou Heng shook his head. "I can't let him go."

However, I can release demons.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Heng swung his arm and threw Zhong Xiaoxiao away.