Blood Profit! Second Update

"Playing mysterious, I want to see what you can do!"

Chen Xia's body was filled with primal qi, his mind clear. Perhaps it was his robust yang energy, but he felt no fear or dread.

Before long, beside the standing woman, an iron door was opened, and seven or eight burly men rushed out, walking towards him.

At this moment, a blood-colored humanoid phantom appeared above the woman's head. It was transparent, and its face vaguely showed a man with blurred features and fierce eyes.

After the phantom emerged, the woman lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Is this the red figure Zhang Feng mentioned?

Chen Xia held his knife, frowning. Just as he prepared to face the charge of the seven or eight big men, the red phantom moved faster than them, like a mirage, lunging towards him.

The next second.

Chen Xia felt a chill run down his spine, his scalp tingling. His vision turned dark, and then the entire world turned red. A giant blood moon appeared in the sky. The surrounding alley, the dilapidated walls, the damp ground, the discarded cardboard boxes, the piled-up garbage, and even the eight big men with knives in front of him all vanished instantly without a trace!

He found himself in a vast sea of blood, immersed in the bloody water, smelling a nauseating stench, and hearing intense fear, screams, and wails.

Not good!

Chen Xia's heart tensed. How did the world change!

An illusion!

Soon, he realized the world couldn't have disappeared; it was his five senses that were malfunctioning. As the big men charged, the red phantom had controlled his mind, intending to destroy his body.

If he were to be deceived, he would be doomed.

Chen Xia struggled to maintain clarity, wanting to break free from this dark, bloody scene. Just then, a red shadow appeared out of nowhere in the sky above him, its gaze cold and fixed on Chen Xia, attempting to further bewitch him.

However, a powerful surge of Seven Injuries Inner Strength emanated from Chen Xia's dantian, coursing through his entire body. He circulated it through a major heavenly cycle, striking his mind.

Boom!

The spiritual world in his mind was completely destroyed, and heaven and earth shattered. The shadow in the sky flickered with surprise. Unbeknownst to it, Chen Xia, having lived two lives and cultivated the Seven Injuries Fist, possessed a keen spirit far beyond ordinary people, allowing him to break through the illusion.

When Chen Xia regained consciousness, everything before him remained unchanged. It had only been an instant, and he had already reacted.

Making a decisive move, Chen Xia no longer held back, giving his opponents no chance. He charged forward with his knife.

"Kill him!"

Among the seven or eight big men, the leader's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He swung his long saber towards Chen Xia's neck. However, before he could even strike, a glint of a blade had already grazed his throat. With a gurgling sound, he clutched his neck and fell to the ground.

Boom! Chen Xia dodged several blade strikes by sidestepping, then seized an opportunity and kicked one of the big men away. The powerful force sent the man crashing into the crowd behind him.

Several people fell to the ground, and Chen Xia, in pursuit, cut them down with his blade.

"Ah!..." For a moment, the blade light flashed, killing intent permeated the air, and the smell of blood filled the alley. Chen Xia unleashed his full power, each strike carrying over 1,600 kilograms of force.

Splat!

His blade knocked a man's weapon away, simultaneously embedding itself in the opponent's chest and slicing through to the wall behind, leaving a deep crack. The blade then traced a straight line on the wall. Chen Xia gripped the hilt tightly and exerted sudden force, propelling himself and the blade forward seven or eight meters. Wherever he passed, the people in front were pushed by the immense impact, colliding with each other like kittens against a tiger, their strength completely outmatched. With just this charge, a perfect display of speed and power, no one could react in time. Three of those who tried to intercept were cut in half on the spot, falling to the ground.

In the initial engagement, eight men were dead, six were dead, one was severely injured and incapacitated, and one stood frozen, his legs trembling, breathing rapidly, unable to help but swallow. He wanted to run, but the next second, a chill ran down his body, his vision turned dark, and he lost consciousness.

Hoo!

Chen Xia sheathed his knife, panting heavily.

It wasn't that he was exhausted, but the scene had caused intense emotional turmoil, nearly making him vomit. Although his swordsmanship lacked formal martial techniques, with the enhancement of his strength, its lethality was naturally immense. These men were no match for him.

Glancing at a head on the ground, Chen Xia wiped the blood from his blade onto a corpse, then turned his gaze to the red shadow in front of him.

The opponent seemed somewhat taken aback but quickly attacked again. Chen Xia's blade continuously passed through the opponent's body, to no avail.

The red phantom let out a strange laugh, as if mocking Chen Xia's incompetence. However, the next second, during their exchange, Chen Xia unleashed a punch with his left hand, channeling inner strength. "Ah..." The red phantom's expression suddenly turned extremely panicked, and it let out a silent scream before its body instantly collapsed.

Is it dead?

Chen Xia stared intently.

However, the opponent did not dissipate. Instead, wisps of red mist floated upwards. Just then, the dark clouds above parted slightly, and a ray of silver moonlight shone down. Chen Xia clearly saw that under the moonlight, it transformed into a small red bat and flew towards the moonlight.

A bat?

It can't be killed!

Seeing this, Chen Xia found it quite miraculous.

He had only heard some people on online forums mention that the methods of evil cults were terrifying. Seeing it today, he had certainly broadened his horizons.

"It seems my Seven Injuries Fist has the ability to dispel evil! It was trying to control the woman and enter that iron door, likely to cultivate an evil technique."

"Let's go in and see what's inside."

Chen Xia adjusted his mindset and didn't delay, running forward. Perhaps the person behind the evil sorcery was inside the room.

Boom!

As Chen Xia approached, he glanced at the unconscious woman on the ground; she should be fine. He then kicked open the iron door and entered.

After all, the big men who rushed out had all been dealt with by him. Even if there were others inside, he could handle them.

Behind the door was just an ordinary back room, quite dark. But Chen Xia soon discovered a basement door in the corner of the back room.

He opened it and saw stairs leading down. Chen Xia frowned, illuminated the way with his phone, and walked down.

After only two steps, Chen Xia smelled a strong scent of blood wafting from the basement. When he arrived at the basement, he immediately saw that the walls of the two-hundred-square-meter basement were covered with bizarre symbols. The ground was littered with broken candles, blood-stained cloth strips, ropes, and in the corners, lunch boxes, bags, cigarette ashes, and beer bottles.

Most striking was a stone platform in the center of the basement room. At its base was a blood pool, about a meter square, which seemed to contain human blood. At the highest point of the platform sat a totem.

The totem depicted a pair of spread, blood-red bat wings. Below was a red human figure, hands resting on the hilt of a sword planted in the ground. The square frame was covered with thorny brambles and blood-red roses. At the very top of the totem was a blood-red moon, its crimson light illuminating the land. The entire totem gave off a chilling, dark, mysterious, and evil visual impact.

Combined with the mysterious symbols covering the walls, Chen Xia's pupils contracted.

As he continued to survey the room, Chen Xia soon saw a scene that excited him. Beneath the totem lay a thick red book.

A secret manual... an evil technique?

Chen Xia took a deep breath. He scanned the surroundings, confirmed he was alone, and immediately walked over to pick up the red-covered book.

He opened it and began to read. He didn't have time to examine it closely, but he was certain it was an evil technique.

"The evil technique I've always wanted has been found!"

"This Gathering Justice Mercenary Group is truly involved with an evil cult. They were probably cultivating evil techniques here, and the matter of the bewitched captive girl is likely related to their cultivation of evil techniques."

Chen Xia mused to himself. Of course, he didn't know the specific reasons. His priority now was to leave. The bat had escaped earlier, and he couldn't stay here for too long.

However, before leaving, he searched again until he spotted a small wooden box in the southeast corner of the underground chamber.

His expression shifted slightly. He walked over and opened it, only to find stacks upon stacks of brand-new cash inside.

Seeing this, Chen Xia's eyebrows twitched. He thought to himself, "This time, I've truly struck gold!" He quickly picked up a large bag from the floor, stuffed all the money into it, and then hurried away.