Nothing Escapes My Eyes

The moment the flock of birds appeared, something stirred inside Chen Zhengyang's house.

Bang!

A tremendous explosion rang out.

The heavy wooden door shattered into pieces in an instant.

A tall, thin figure burst out of the pitch-black house in an eerie posture.

It was Chen Zhengyang.

Every joint in his body seemed jammed, making each movement exceptionally stiff, like a badly rusted robot.

A closer look revealed that his appearance was terrifying.

The fingernails on both hands had turned completely black, vaguely blurred, as though they did not truly exist; black fleshy buds periodically bulged from his face before receding; his eyes no longer looked human, as if each socket had been stuffed with a mass of Black Mist.

Caw! Caw!

The Night Owls shrieked in unison.

In the dead of night, the sound was especially chilling, like a pack of vicious ghosts wailing. Anyone fainthearted would likely have their legs turn to jelly.

Chen Zhengyang—no, "it"—suddenly split its mouth open at a horrifying angle, wide enough to fit a ball inside. The sharp teeth it exposed looked exactly like those of a monster.

Judging by its posture, it seemed to be roaring.

Yet no sound could be heard.

It was like a pantomime.

Just then.

The red glows flickering in the Night Owls' eyes went out all at once, and the Transcendental Fluctuation subsided as well.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

As if sensing danger, the Night Owls flapped their wings and flew away.

"Chen Zhengyang" froze at once.

What was going on?

Where was the attack it had been promised?

Why had those damned birds all run away?

Shanyi Neighborhood.

Cheng Han felt a little hungry, so he went into the kitchen, took out a frying pan, poured in a little oil, and cracked several bird eggs into it.

He held the frying pan in his left hand and lightly tapped its rim with his right.

Clang!

A flame sprang into existence from thin air.

The frying pan heated up instantly.

Sizzle~

Amid the sound of sizzling grease, the bird eggs quickly became half-cooked.

Cheng Han opened the seasoning box, pinched out a little spice with his fingers, swiftly sprinkled it into the pan, then tossed in a handful of chopped mushroom bits.

Clang!

He tapped the rim of the pan a second time.

The bottom of the pan grew even hotter, releasing the aromas of the spices and mushrooms.

A few seconds later.

The pan-fried bird eggs were ready.

This was a technique he had been enjoying lately—frying eggs barehanded.

It not only saved fuel, but also saved time and effort.

Cheng Han took a sniff of the food's aroma and smiled. "The authorities are no fools. After successfully capturing Qin Zi Cheng, they must be trying to locate that item."

Although he had never dealt with the authorities, he was one hundred percent certain that they would never overlook this item.

The two Vice Principals of Fifteen Middle School, Yan Dongting and Gu Jinglong, were monkeys the moment they got a little fur on them. By analogy, how could there be no sharp-eyed people within the authorities?

Cheng Han placed the fried eggs onto a porcelain plate and muttered, "It is easy to foresee that once you start making a big fuss, the authorities will most likely notice and act immediately.

"I really want to go watch the scene. When faced with such a difficult situation, what choice will you make?"

From the standpoint of logical deduction, this was obvious.

If that thing dared to act recklessly, why would it hide like a Ground Rat?

Cheng Han picked up a piece of fried egg with his chopsticks, took a bite, and smiled in satisfaction. "Though the information I know is limited, none of this can escape my eyes."

Fire scene.

The instant the flock scattered.

"Chen Zhengyang" immediately understood that it had fallen for an enormous trick and had been deceived into exposing itself.

Worse still, this was an urban district under strict surveillance by the authorities.

Mistaking the situation for an attack, it had forcibly seized the body of an ordinary person. From a Supernatural Perspective, this was like dropping a huge stone into a still lake—the ripples it stirred could not possibly escape the authorities' notice.

Ever since Jinglin Neighborhood had been attacked, the authorities had been searching for its whereabouts.

While hiding near this mortal, it had periodically sensed obscure Source Energy fluctuations sweeping through the area at tremendous speed.

This had to be some kind of detection "mystic array."

"Chen Zhengyang" stood blankly for a moment, then turned to look toward a patch of woods in the distance.

It intended to flee as quickly as possible.

Bang!

Its body suddenly exploded.

Blackish chunks of flesh, blood, and organs flew everywhere. Within a radius of several meters, the area instantly turned into a disgusting slaughterhouse of flesh.

Even more horrifyingly, some of the chunks of meat seemed to have come alive and began wriggling away in every direction.

"Chen Zhengyang's" head decayed at an astonishing speed. Before long, gray skull bone was exposed, as though decades had passed in an instant.

A strange bead resembling a black gemstone rolled out of the skull and bounced several times across the ground.

After a moment.

A Gray Bird suddenly darted out of the woods, traced an arc through the air, skimmed low over the ground, snatched the bead in its talons, and swiftly vanished into the night sky.

A gray feather drifted down from above.

Every strand of down on it carried an eerie, withered quality. It looked nothing like an ordinary bird feather, as though it had endured the passage of many years.

Yet when the bird had appeared, its feathers had been sleek and glossy.

Such a change occurring in such a short time was truly alarming.

The wooden shed nearby burned even more fiercely, its firewood constantly crackling and popping like an enormous torch.

The light illuminated this entire series of changes with perfect clarity.

In the distance.

The Black Cat panted urgently several times, then quietly drew its head back.

It had just witnessed the horrifying sight of a human body exploding into chunks of flesh all over the ground. Its not-so-large feline heart pounded wildly in terror.

This Cat was scared to death!

Only five minutes later.

Two enormous black shadows appeared in the night sky.

They were clearly two flying tamed beasts.

They circled the fire scene once, flapped a pair of massive wings over ten meters long, and slowly descended toward the ground.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The airflow stirred up by their wings produced rhythmic howling sounds.

The powerful wind blew the blazing flames of the wooden shed several meters away, making them resemble writhing fire serpents.

Thud! Thud!

The two tamed beasts landed steadily, producing two dull impacts.

They were Gale Wind Beasts.

These tamed beasts were exceptionally ferocious and incredibly strong. They could easily carry an adult and fly for more than half a day.

Throughout the entire Tai'an Minor Spirit Realm, only the Black Armor Army raised a group of Gale Wind Beasts. Ordinary people had neither the qualifications to raise them nor the means to afford the related expenses.

Two black-robed men jumped down from the saddles, walked to the fire, and gazed at the bloody scene, both wearing grave expressions.

The black-robed man on the left had a face so pale that he barely looked alive. In a low voice, he said, "We still came too late. That thing got away again."

The black-robed man on the right had a long beard on his chin. He nodded. "A flock of Night Owls appeared in the sky just now. It seems the Mysterious Person acted again. I wonder whether he got it."

The pale-faced black-robed man sighed. "Just who is this Mysterious Person? We mobilized so many people and even applied to the Mystic Tower for a set of Linglong Mystic Arrays, yet he still found it before us."

Both his words and tone revealed his deep wariness toward the Mysterious Person.

The bearded black-robed man said with certainty, "During the last Jinglin Neighborhood incident, the Mysterious Person warned us. Now it seems that he used our strength to deliberately frighten that thing away before quietly making his move."

The pale-faced black-robed man agreed. "The depth of this man's scheming is truly terrifying."

Shanyi Neighborhood.

As the Black Cat quietly withdrew, Cheng Han murmured in astonishment, "It really is a Supernatural Item. But what exactly is it?"

Because of the Fragmented Imprint of Spirit Control, an exquisite Soul Link existed between man and cat, making them natural and ideal "linked objects."

Just now, using this as a medium, he had activated the Eye of Omniscience and personally "seen" the scene.

Cheng Han focused his mind and touched the Fragmented Imprint of Spirit Control with his consciousness.

The pale-blue ball of light expanded, transmitting a message in a mysterious manner.

It was summoning another "subordinate."

The climax of the grand spectacle had already passed.

Now, he intended to finish the final cleanup.