Discovery (2)

On the other side, inside the Rebel Sect Cave.

Zhang Rongfang stood in front of Han Jia once again, holding the All Under Heaven Blade.

"The mind is inherently capable of movement, which means perhaps what I saw before was the natural dynamics of the Spirit Core? Instead of it trying to evade." He recalled the movement trajectory of the Spirit Core before, and his conviction grew stronger.

"Perhaps the Spirit Core is inherently dynamic at all times, and this movement should follow certain rules and patterns. Just like the heartbeat of an ordinary person, it is fixed and rhythmic."

"Furthermore, there's another point: the bodies of Worship God aren't just composed of Spirit Thread; ordinary flesh and bones also make up at least half of their volume. So why can these parts also automatically regenerate after being damaged?"

"The flesh and blood in these parts must have changed as well, otherwise it would not be so miraculous."

Once Zhang Rongfang's mind was opened, all sorts of previously overlooked points suddenly began to emerge.

His gaze fell upon Han Jia. Suddenly, a whimsical idea struck him.

"Amputation can cause a small-scale Spirit Burst. Does this mean that the Spirit Thread of those who Worship God gods also believe that limbs cannot be damaged in any way, so they will automatically be subjected to huge stimuli and thus explode?"

"Therefore, it can be inferred that, equally important among those who Worship Gods, there is also the loss of a large amount of flesh and bone."

"Perhaps I can find a breakthrough by observing the small Spirit Burst that occur when they lose their flesh and blood."

Do it as soon as you think of it.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly stepped forward, plunged the All Under Heaven Blade into the ground, and replaced it with the Autumn Rain Blade.

He doesn't know any swordsmanship, but he can still use the knife as a hand and do some simple things.

A flash of light.

This time, Han Jia's arm suddenly broke off, and a large number of Silver Thread shot out from the broken end of her arm, heading towards Zhang Rongfang.

Unfortunately, Zhang Rongfang did not strike at close range, but rather swung the blade from a distance.

It was only because Autumn Rain Blade was too sharp and his power burst out too quickly that he was easily thrown at high speed, causing his limbs to break.

After a large number of Spirit Thread surged out and danced wildly, they found no enemy and had no choice but to retreat helplessly.

At this point, Zhang Rongfang had already seen signs of the flow of Spirit Thread through his Dark Light Vision.

"Now!"

He grabbed the All Under Heaven Blade in his hand and bowed as he stepped forward.

Clang! The All Under Heaven Blade instantly crossed the distance, unleashing a silver blade of light.

On Han Jia's right shoulder, the flesh was cut open, and a Silver Light was about to quickly move away from the depths.

But just as the All Under Heaven Blade was deeply piercing into his flesh, Zhang Rongfang carefully watched the flow and convergence of the remaining Silver Thread, automatically simulating the movement trajectory of the Spirit Core in his mind.

Although he could not see the Spirit Core, he could see the other Spirit Thread that followed Spirit Core.

The All Under Heaven Blade slashed rapidly, cutting along the direction the Spirit Core was moving.

Unconscious Han Jia instinctively raised her hand to strike, but Zhang Rongfang blocked it with one free hand, then snapped it in half, and the broken piece dangled down.

Similarly, he easily grabbed the other hand and one leg from the front and broke them.

Finally, the cutting trajectory of the All Under Heaven Blade was revealed.

Upon seeing the entire trajectory, Zhang Rongfang's pupils suddenly contracted.

What appeared before his eyes was a simple, blood-red human face made up of wounds!

Just then, the Spirit Core, which had been moving at an extremely fast speed, suddenly stopped the moment the human-faced image was seen, remaining in place. It stopped slightly to the left of its chest and abdomen.

In an instant, Zhang Rongfang was struck by a sudden inspiration. He paused, then with all his might and speed, slashed at the attacker.

Ding! A soft sound.

The clear, melodious sound was like shattered glass marbles, or like the gentle striking of a chime bell, echoing within the cave.

All the rapidly healing wounds on Han Jia's body suddenly stopped and came to a complete halt.

Her previously blank eyes, like lights turned off, quickly lost their luster and dimmed.

All the Spirit Thread beneath her skin seemed to lose their vitality in an instant, turning into black ash.

Along with her, her whole body deflated like a punctured balloon, popping down quickly.

The remaining bits of bone and flesh on Han Jia's body fell to the ground with a soft thud.

This naked woman, who had been tortured for a year, finally lost all life.

Zhang Rongfang stood there, stunned, staring at the All Under Heaven Blade in his hand.

It's done.

"How did that happen?" he asked, somewhat bewildered.

The Spirit Core moved extremely fast, even his continuous sword strikes couldn't catch up with it.

But why did it suddenly stop? Was it because he saw the human face image hidden inside Han Jia's body?

He originally planned to try a different approach, to see if he could kill Spirit Vein, but he never expected to encounter such a change in the end.

Looking at the withered body on the ground, Zhang Rongfang fell into deep thought.

But before he could figure out the reason...

A series of hurried footsteps came from behind.

"Young master! The situation is dire!"

A skilled member of the Rebel Sect quickly entered the cave, his face solemn, and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Our membership has been discovered by the Golden Wing Tower. The person has been arrested, and crucially, that member saw you! I suspect the situation has been leaked!"

"Golden Wing Tower?" Zhang Rongfang suppressed his earlier bewilderment. "What exactly happened?! Where's Uncle Zhang?"

The joy of successfully breaking through the Spirit Core was immediately overshadowed.

Since the Golden Wing Tower came under the control of the Western Sect, he has paid little attention to it.

I never expected them to jump out and try to make their presence felt at a time like this.

"I don't know, but the leader has already taken people there! The leader told you to go back quickly, and if anyone asks later, just say you don't know anything! As long as there's no evidence, no one will dare to do anything to you!" the Rebel Sect leader said sincerely.

"No, that's not right. Where is it?" Zhang Rongfang voice. "I know the Golden Wing Tower best. I'll go there!"

This is no small matter. If his relationship with the Rebel Sect is exposed, it is hard to predict what will happen.

Not long ago, his master Chongxuan reminded him in a letter that the Lingting (spiritual court) attached great importance to the matter of the Eastern Sect's secret treasure.

The Secret Cache are in the hands of the Human Seed.

The Human Seed belongs to the Eastern Sect, and the origins of the Rebel Sect also come from the Eastern Sect. If the Ling Ting really wanted to investigate, it could find out.

It's just that we're turning a blind eye to save face for the former Imperial Tutor.

And once he is associated with the Rebel Sect.

It's hard not to think about Human Seed relationships.

"Young Master!" Zhang Zhenhai quickly entered the cave, changed into a masked black outfit, carried a long sword on his back, and had a row of Flying Dagger and hidden weapons strapped to his thigh.

"What exactly happened?!" Zhang Rongfang asked solemnly.

"Someone was trying to harm us, so they had the people from the Golden Wing Tower keep an eye on us and gather intelligence. Unexpectedly, they captured the brothers guarding this place."

"Now I'm afraid your relationship with us has been exposed." Zhang Zhenhai's voice lacked its usual calm and solemnity, clearly showing a loss of composure.

Once Zhang Ying's identity is exposed, her Human Seed identity is also very likely to be exposed.

"Will the Ling Ting's intervention be exposed by then?" Zhang Rongfang's heart skipped a beat.

This day was bound to come sooner or later. From the moment he made contact with the Rebel Sect when he killed Princess Yongxiang, he knew that it would be exposed sooner or later.

I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"Do you know where the Golden Wing Tower Citong Branch is?" he asked with his eyes closed.

"I know!" Zhang Zhenhai trembled, as if he had guessed what he was planning to do.

"Young master!?"

"Don't be afraid," Zhang Rongfang said softly. "I am Daozi the Great Dao Sect. Without substantial evidence, they dare not do anything."

"Evidence is nothing more than two kinds: witness testimony and physical evidence."

"Let's get the witnesses and other evidence sorted out first."

"I'll eliminate the witnesses first, then destroy the physical evidence. Then let's see who can do anything to me!"

Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.

***At a cargo unloading Dock in Ci Tong Port.

A medium-sized cargo ship that has just arrived.

Knock knock knock.

There was a gentle knock on the cabin door.

"Enter."

The brown-haired man inside threw off the covers and sat up in bed.

He got up and opened the door, where a red-haired middle-aged woman with a rather thick waist stood.

"This is the beef stew with onions and potatoes you ordered." The woman handed the plate to the man.

At the same time, he handed over a note that was tucked under the plate.

"Thank you." The man remained expressionless, took the plate, closed the door, put down the food, and took out the note.

He looked down and quickly scanned the area.

The note was covered with strange, encrypted symbols.

He needs to decipher and translate it to understand its meaning.

He took out another slip of paper and painstakingly deciphered the meaning of each symbol with his pen.

It has been discovered that Dao Child Zhang Ying the Great Dao Sect, has been secretly communicating with experts from the Rebel Sect at night.

' The Rebel Sect is suspected to be a foreshadowing force planted by the Eastern Sect beforehand.'

Upon seeing the translated content, the man's expression changed slightly, his eyes became serious, and he quickly burned the translated note over the flame of the oil lamp to destroy it.

Then he got up, opened the door, and left. He walked along the passageway inside the ship all the way to the deck.

On the deck, a tall, robust old man with white hair and a youthful face, wearing a white robe with blue trim, a round fox fur hat, and holding an iron gall bladder, gazed at the sea.

This person is none other than Xiang Tiantong, the Spirit Envoy and head of the Golden Wing Tower headquarters in Citong.

There are far more skilled warriors in Citong than in ordinary cities, so the Golden Wing Tower has also invested more manpower and resources here.

The person in charge here is not Black Eagle or White Eagle, but a Spirit Envoy -level figure.

"Spirit Envoy, this is the latest intelligence that just arrived. I have just compiled and reviewed it, and it is very troublesome."

"Troublesome?" Xiang Tiantong him was the Black Eagle of Citong. He quickly took the note and scanned it. He closed his eyes, deciphered it, and matched it with the information.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

"Is this true? Is there no mistake?!" he asked quickly, opening his eyes.

"Absolutely not! It was sent through the most urgent encrypted channels. And..." Black Eagle's words were cut short.

Suddenly, a sharp whooshing sound pierced the air as it hurtled closer.

Thud! A nearby deckhand was struck in the head by an arrow and collapsed on the spot.

"Enemy attack!!"

The skilled fighters on the ship's Golden Wing Tower immediately screamed.

The gong was struck loudly.

At the same time, small wooden boats had already been moored alongside the ship's edge.

On the wooden boat, masked experts swung out their grappling hooks, secured them to the gunwale, and climbed aboard.

"Cut off the grappling hooks!" Xiang Tiantong roared immediately. He focused his gaze on the direction from which the rain of arrows was coming, but could only see First Squad mysterious people dressed in black and wearing black veils.

Immediately, someone on the ship took a knife and tried to cut the grappling hook.

But a continuous rain of arrows came from afar, and most of them were very accurate. Many people were hit and fell to the ground after only running a few steps.

Whoosh! Just then, a series of black figures, like large birds, took flight with the help of grappling hooks and pounced straight towards Xiang Tiantong on the deck.

"Don't let anyone on board escape!"

A cold voice echoed across the deck from who-knows-where.