Disaster Aversion Forbidden Zone

The puppet's target was precisely the soul Song Zongwu held in his grasp, clearly aiming to prevent him from examining its memories.

Ren Qing's expression flickered with uncertainty as his Right Hand gripped the Great Miao Saber tightly.

His Double Pupils turned, spotting countless flaws in the puppet, and he felt its physique was even weaker than when it was alive.

The puppet closed within half a meter of Song Zongwu, its right arm reaching out feebly.

Clang!!!

Ren Qing drew the Great Miao Saber from his back, its edge flashing through the room in an instant.

His footwork quickened gradually, yet his speed remained at the level of an ordinary Martial Human Realm.

A long stride, a slash, a retreat.

Ren Qing's movements were crisp and decisive, as if every stance and technique had been pre-planned, even pulling distance as he swung the blade.

The puppet's arm was severed at the root, falling to the ground and dissolving into mud.

It seemed there really wasn't any danger?

Ren Qing found it slightly unbelievable, but he grew more aggressive in his attacks, constantly weaving and dodging as he struck with his saber.

The puppet was hacked into pieces.

Yet Ren Qing didn't sheathe the Great Miao Saber; instead, his face turned grim.

The mud reformed into a human shape, eerily mimicking Ren Qing's movements, looking somewhat ridiculous.

To make matters worse, a loud crash came from outside Sibu Hall—a Forbidden Guard had likely entered, only to be blocked by some unknown means.

"Either finish the fight before the Forbidden Guard arrives, or interrupt Song Zongwu in time."

Ren Qing realized the puppet still posed no threat. He switched to a two-handed grip on the saber, the blade scraping against the ground with a harsh screech.

The blade pierced through the puppet like a spear.

But the puppet seemed undying, reforming again with a face even closer to Ren Qing's, its tenacity increasing further.

"Damn it, what kind of techniques does that Forbidden Zone hold? Why are they so twisted when combined?!!"

Ren Qing dared not hesitate, chopping the puppet into fragments with each stroke.

The two clashed, and on the surface, the puppet remained utterly helpless, but its rate of reformation was accelerating.

Ren Qing faced a tireless enemy that seemed to grow stronger without limit in battle—a daunting challenge.

Before long, wounds began to appear on his body.

Another person might have lost their composure and fallen into a disadvantage.

But Ren Qing only grew more focused, his Double Pupils spinning at their limit, wolf fur sprouting from his legs.

Because he saw the benefit of fighting—Ren Qing was also growing through battle, the Divine Feet Scripture becoming more seamlessly integrated.

If worst came to worst, he could just interrupt Song Zongwu; all he needed was to swing his blade without reservation.

Ren Qing immersed himself in the fight, the sensation of improving with every breath exhilarating him, even the pain of his wounds forgotten.

As time passed, though the Great Miao Saber could no longer harm the puppet, he remained undefeated thanks to Foresee Enemy Actions.

But Ren Qing didn't notice the puppet beginning to mutate.

Roar!!!

The puppet transformed into a Werewolf, exuding a powerful Aura.

Ren Qing stumbled back several steps, snapping out of it, only to realize the puppet had copied his Divine Feet Scripture and even surpassed it.

Seeing this, he moved to interrupt Song Zongwu, but his Double Pupils caught something strange.

The puppet's Aura seemed to peak at the Half-Corpse Realm's limit, yet it was like Water without roots, its body burning like firewood.

It would collapse within ten breaths at most...

Ren Qing raised his saber, blocking the puppet.

Boom!!!

The puppet turned into a blur, its claws striking Ren Qing's chest, cracks spreading across his ribs as he was sent flying.

The puppet refocused on Song Zongwu, charging forward in a sprint.

Ren Qing knew the puppet couldn't harm Song Zongwu; its goal was to stop the memories in the soul from being read.

Reason told him not to act rashly, but his body made the opposite choice.

Ren Qing adjusted his posture mid-air, regaining balance.

Then he kicked off the wall, wolf-man transformation covering his lower body, the Great Miao Saber sliding back into its sheath.

Seven breaths left.

From outside, the sound of footsteps grew heavier, meaning the Forbidden Guard was drawing closer.

Ren Qing had only one chance to strike. If the puppet didn't die, he'd suffer severe injuries.

Without a moment's hesitation, he gathered power briefly and then erupted.

The figure shot straight after the puppet.

In the vision of the Double Pupils, the flow of time had already slowed several times over, to the point where he could see every single hair on the puppet's body.

The Great Miao Saber left its sheath.

Ren Qing brushed past the puppet.

He appeared ten meters away, back facing the puppet, wrapping the Great Miao Saber in cloth strips while expertly staunching the bleeding from his wound.

Behind him, a massive head shot into the air, landed on the ground, and rolled a few times.

The puppet still refused to give up, trying to gather itself, but its body had already begun to collapse. In the blink of an eye, it crumbled completely into ash.

A moment later, a hole burst open in the wall, and a three-meter-tall muscular giant stepped inside.

Song Zongwu opened his eyes almost at the same time, his face thick with an unshakable gloom, his expression extremely frightening.

The moment he woke, he had knocked Ren Qing unconscious, mainly to keep him from interfering and falling into danger.

The muscular giant swept his gaze around the room, completely ignoring Ren Qing, and fixed his eyes on Song Zongwu.

"Old Song, all this fuss, and in the end, not even an Eerie Object..."

Swoosh!!!

A long sword came flying at a tricky angle, directly piercing the muscular giant's neck, sending blood splattering everywhere.

The wound on the muscular giant healed on its own, restoring most of it within a few breaths.

"Did I hear something about an Eerie Object?"

Miss Bai stepped into the room through the opening in the wall, casually pulled the long sword embedded in the wall, and sheathed it again.

The muscular giant gave an awkward laugh and said nothing, obediently waiting for Song Zongwu to speak.

Song Zongwu thought for a moment, then said, "How many Forbidden Guards are still in Sanxiang City right now?"

The muscular giant spoke up, "Besides the Forbidden Guards stationed in the eastern, southern, western, and northern districts who haven't moved, there are still a total in the Yamen..."

He suddenly realized something, and his expression turned serious.

"The numbers don't add up."

Song Zongwu said in a flat tone, "Seven people have been trapped and died inside the Forbidden Zone."

"How long has it been?"

"At least a month."

Miss Bai rarely offered an opinion: "Should we start preparing to collect the bodies?"

Song Zongwu let out a long sigh and said, "First, seal off the area around the Forbidden Zone, then find a way to retrieve the core Eerie Object inside. Otherwise, the consequences will be unthinkable."

The muscular giant nodded and asked, "Does the Yamen's archives record the name of this Forbidden Zone?"

"No, but I already know what technique forms the core of this Forbidden Zone."

"The Disaster Aversion Method. This Forbidden Zone is called the Disaster Aversion Forbidden Zone."

"The Disaster Aversion Method..."

Miss Bai couldn't help but repeat it a few times. She seemed to have heard of it as well.

[Disaster Aversion Method]

[Created by ***. To cultivate this method, one must be a Lone Star of Disaster, born to kill one's own parents. Anyone close to the cultivator is sure to die horribly. Upon completion, one can erase one's own existence, thereby averting disaster.]

The cultivator who created this technique had no name or title; no one knew who they were at all.

Double monthly tickets, please!

Thanks to Genghao Wu, Aihu Wenwu Sun Dianying, and Qie Ge Qie Xing Qie Fangdang for their tips.