The night was deep and dark.
One could not see one's fingers.
A total of five Spirit Children moved out. Dark and terrifying, like vicious ghosts in the night, their pupils pitch-black and their mouths split into frightening smiles, they swiftly searched through the area.
Anyone who had practiced martial arts had nowhere to hide in their eyes. They rapidly closed in on them.
Ah!
Very soon, screams rang out in the boundless darkness, hurried and fleeting.
Almost the instant they sounded, before they could spread, they came to an abrupt halt.
The eerie Spirit Children killed invisibly. They did not need to fight at all; ordinary martial artists had no power to resist before them. Once the Spirit Children passed through them, they instantly turned into dried corpses.
Every one of them had died exactly like the people in the Jiang Family residence before.
"Hee hee hee..."
Faint, eerie laughter echoed through the night, unspeakably terrifying and bewitching.
Some people who had not yet fallen deeply asleep were quickly startled awake by the strange laughter. Their faces changed, and they wanted to go outside to take a look.
Yet the moment they stepped out, they saw an eerie child pouncing at them. Before they could react, the Spirit Child passed through their bodies. They screamed and collapsed to the ground.
The eerie woman in a short white dress, barefoot, with exquisite features, stood silently on the upper level of a pavilion. An eerie smile rested on her face as she watched the demonic scene, her eyes gleaming.
"The feeling of slaughter is truly wonderful... hee hee hee..."
Flying Eagle Hall.
Silence reigned.
In the spacious courtyard, the lights shone as brightly as day. Great lanterns and torches had been raised high and lit.
Hall members were also patrolling the vast courtyard, walking about and looking around from time to time.
Suddenly, someone heard hurried screams coming from the distant darkness.
"What was that sound?"
A squad leader's expression changed. "It sounded like someone was fighting? Hurry outside and investigate!"
The group immediately raised their torches high and prepared to rush toward the source of the screams.
But at that moment!
Bursts of eerie laughter suddenly sounded within the courtyard. A chill wind howled, making every torch and lantern sway, their light flickering uncertainly.
The temperature throughout the courtyard rapidly fell.
Everyone's expressions drastically changed. Their hairs stood on end, as though they had suddenly been thrown into a bottomless ice pit.
"Hee hee..."
Eerie laughter sounded from a corner of the courtyard.
The group hurriedly turned to look, their pupils shrinking sharply.
On an old dry well in the courtyard crouched an eerie child, completely black and about seven or eight years old. Its mouth split wide, revealing fine, densely packed teeth. Its eyes and nose were utterly black as it stared at them with a strange grin.
"What was that thing?"
The squad leader looked alarmed.
Whoosh!
The eerie child suddenly pounced wildly, charging toward the squad leader so fast that it became a blur, impossible to see clearly.
Ah!
A shrill scream rang out.
The squad leader's body instantly shriveled, and he died a miserable death.
At this moment!
Jiang Dao, who was rapidly deducing martial arts techniques in his mind in the rear courtyard, had also reached the most critical stage.
Countless images and movements played over and over in his mind. His blood and qi surged through his body, while his chest felt heavy and unbearably uncomfortable.
It seemed that he only lacked the final key to completely fuse the Eagle Claw Iron Shirt and the Golden Bell Body Protection Divine Art, opening his meridians.
Yet this crucial barrier proved difficult to break through in a short time. It felt as if all his blood had begun to boil.
Screams rang out in the courtyard.
Many hall members rushed out at once. Their faces changed in alarm when they saw the eerie child, and they immediately understood.
"Everyone get back! It's a Malevolent Spirit, this is a Malevolent Spirit!"
Guo Dutian roared.
He was knowledgeable and experienced, recognizing this thing at once.
Everyone rapidly retreated, their faces filled with horror, their hearts trembling.
Guo Dutian roared, drew his steel saber, and charged straight at the Spirit Child. His sixty-four swift saber forms erupted in an instant, bombarding the Spirit Child.
The Spirit Child split its black mouth wide, its smile horrifying. Fearless of his swift saber, it rapidly pounced toward Guo Dutian. With several loud bangs, Guo Dutian was sent flying, vomiting blood wildly.
The other branch masters also roared and charged fiercely toward the Spirit Child.
The entire front courtyard descended into chaos.
Shouts, roars, and the clashing of blades all blended together.
"Hee..."
"Hee hee hee..."
Suddenly, eerie laughter rang out from Jiang Dao's roof.
Jiang Dao's face was flushed red. Veins bulged all over his body, and it felt as if a raging fire burned within him. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked toward the roof.
Rustle, rustle, rustle...
The faint sound of tiles shifting rang out.
Suddenly, several tiles were completely removed.
An eerie, pitch-black child's head directly poked down from the roof. Its black mouth split apart, its pupils hollow as pus and blood flowed from them. It looked down at Jiang Dao in the room.
"Heh..."
It let out a terrifying laugh.
With a bang, a muffled roar sounded in Jiang Dao's mind. His limbs and bones crackled like firecrackers, and in an instant, they all returned to normal!
The Iron Shirt and the Golden Bell Body Protection Divine Art had finally fused completely.
An incomparably wild aura suddenly radiated from Jiang Dao's body. His gaze was icy, sharp as lightning, as he looked at the eerie child. "What are you laughing at?"
The eerie child bared its teeth in a grin, then suddenly leaped viciously down from the roof, pouncing toward Jiang Dao's face.
Jiang Dao suddenly rose to his full height. Every muscle on his body swelled and emerged, all his veins exposed, making him look savage and terrifying, like an iron god. His large hand shot out like lightning toward the eerie child.
Squish!
The eerie child's forehead was instantly seized by his large hand, as though clamped in divine iron.
Jiang Dao's face was cruel as he stared at the child in his hand. He let it struggle and shriek wildly, then fiercely clenched his five fingers.
Bang!
Eagle Claw Art!
The eerie child let out a piercing scream. Its head exploded on the spot, pus and blood splattering everywhere, reeking horribly.
At that very moment.
The woman in white, standing high atop a distant pavilion, suddenly sensed something and abruptly looked in Jiang Dao's direction.
"One of the Spirit Children was killed?"
Her voice was shrill, her eyes terrifying. Then she revealed another eerie smile. "You killed one of my Spirit Children. I won't let you go, hee hee hee..."
Her body swept directly toward Jiang Dao's location.
Jiang Dao's gaze was cold. He clearly heard the chaos in the front courtyard, shook the pus and blood from his hand, and looked at the panel.
The Eagle Claw Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Body Protection Divine Art on the panel blurred, gradually dimming.
Very soon, a new martial art appeared.
Eagle Claw Vajra Body (Beginner) Can be modified.
Jiang Dao immediately focused his thoughts and tapped the words behind it.
Whoosh!
Eagle Claw Vajra Body (Sixty Years Later) Cannot be modified.
A vast amount of information rapidly flooded into Jiang Dao's mind, wholly absorbed by his brain.
In an instant, his body became stronger and tougher. Veins and blood vessels rapidly expanded, transporting the powerful force within him. A moment later, they hid themselves within his muscles once more.
Jiang Dao's gaze was icy as he looked outside. His body stirred up a gale as he suddenly smashed through the door and charged straight toward the front courtyard.
After the Eagle Claw Vajra Body had been raised by sixty years, his strength had completely reached the limits of the flesh.
Whoosh!
Jiang Dao moved with savage speed. His enormous body stood around two and a half meters tall, his muscles like forged steel. He burst from the rear courtyard in an instant and saw a group of branch masters and stewards desperately battling a Spirit Child.
Even with everyone attacking together, they had still suffered grievous casualties.
Only half of Flying Eagle Hall remained alive.
"Die!"
Jiang Dao shouted, his terrifying body slamming viciously toward the Spirit Child.
The Spirit Child split its mouth into a savage grin, swiftly turned, and pounced at Jiang Dao.
Boom!
As it drew near, Jiang Dao struck out with a heavy palm, slamming it into the Spirit Child. The Spirit Child let out a shrill scream, smoke pouring from its mouth and nose as its body was sent flying, crashing into the distance. Its entire body hissed as it rapidly melted.
Jiang Dao's terrifying body came to an instant stop, his gaze dreadful.
Spirit Child Palace!
Their revenge had indeed come!
But how had they found him?
Would something happen to his family?
Jiang Dao's face darkened as countless thoughts rose in his mind.
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