The Waves Parted, the Water Split: One Slash

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes; the lightning itself seemed to transform into a menacing monster, its fangs aimed at Chu Tianshu's face.

Ferocious and terrifying, awe-inspiring and ferocious.

It wasn't like Chu Tianshu used to compress his internal force to produce a light similar to lightning; it was real thunder and lightning.

Chu Tianshu retreated abruptly, covering more than ten meters.

But lightning was still much faster than him.

As he retreated, five or six high-voltage arcs flashed, piercing the air and striking his right shoulder, right arm, and right hand in succession.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

When he stopped, several scorch marks and holes appeared on his right sleeve.

The fabric at the edge of the hole was still glowing red and slowly burning like tobacco, revealing the tough, slightly damaged skin beneath the sleeves.

Some of the power from the high-voltage electric arc seeped through his True Qi, but it did not cause sufficiently serious damage.

It could even be said that Chu Tianshu did this somewhat deliberately.

He focused more on protecting his head and face to prevent his eyes from being injured by high-voltage electricity, but his hands inevitably had some openings.

For those with strong internal energy, the resistance levels of various parts of the body will change due to the circulation of internal energy.

Therefore, although his hand went numb for a moment, his mind and vision were not affected in any way.

Jia Fang's gaze met those eyes, still as dark as jade, that were locked on precisely. A sense of foreboding and intense frustration surged within him.

"You've forced me to use this trick again!!"

He almost roared out loud, his hand already trembling as he gripped the hammer handle.

The slender iron chains, like gymnastic ribbons or swirling waves, swayed and bounced toward the sky.

The black iron ram's head in the sky began to rotate in small circles, using the point where the iron chain below its neck was connected as the central axis.

The three bolts of lightning that descended from the sky remained connected to the ram's head, as if the power were inexhaustible.

As the ram's head spun, the three lightning bolts each appeared considerably thicker.

Boom!!

In an instant, the black iron ram's head accumulated enough electrical energy, and was suddenly pulled by the iron chain, lashing forward.

The three streaks of lightning in the sky, like severed power lines, suddenly snapped and disappeared.

The black ram's head, enveloped in thick white lightning, was indistinguishable as either a black shadow or a white shadow.

The sheep's head crashed down with a deafening roar!

On the highway, a crater the size of half a car was created by the sheep's head; the ground trembled violently, and debris flew everywhere.

The ram's head was also bounced back into the air due to the enormous recoil force.

That was exactly where Chu Tianshu had originally been standing.

The flashes of electricity and the smoke made a figure with fluttering clothes appear slightly blurred from the side.

Chu Tianshu didn't retreat, but merely dodged to the side, intending to seize the opportunity to counterattack.

To his surprise, the chains retracted faster than he could move.

The entire ram's head was violently pulled back and slammed against the crooked hammer handle.

However, the moment the ram's head touched the hammer handle, Jia Fang had already let go.

The hammer, crackling with tiny sparks of electricity, circled halfway around Jia Fang before suddenly returning to his left hand.

The ram's head, as if accumulating power during its half-circle rotation, detached from the hammer handle once more and shot out along with the iron chain.

Chu Tianshu stepped aside to let him pass.

The ram's head, which was hurtling towards the ground, struck the front of a truck parked not far away.

The entire front of the car was completely crushed, and the deformed red-painted steel wreckage expanded and shattered in all directions.

The vehicle behind slid violently backward, going beyond the road and ending up diagonally between the soil on the hillside.

A truck of such size, a steel frame, a creature that roamed freely, was so tragically wrecked by a sheep's head almost the size of a human head.

The size appears to have been reversed.

Its strength and weight appear fragile and weak in the face of something even stronger and more violent.

Chu Tianshu's right eyelid twitched slightly, but in that instant, he had already drawn his knife.

The blade, as smooth as silver silk emerging from water, swept across the iron chain.

Bass!!

The blade slashed and cut through the air in a single stroke.

The chain, of unknown material, was not severed by his blade.

But the entire chain vibrated violently.

Jia Fang roared, and the iron chain, still holding the sheep's head, rapidly retracted.

The electrical energy from the sky, after passing through the black iron ram's head, has undergone a slight change, seemingly transforming into a kind of thunderous spell.

Jia Fang was completely enveloped by this power, yet his clothes remained undamaged, as if the destructive force was directed outwards rather than inwards.

But in reality, when casting this secret spell, Jia Fang's emotions would also become as fierce and turbulent as thunder.

Even though he knew his injuries weren't fully healed and he wasn't fit to fight head-on, he still abandoned the idea of running away.

During his battle with Lin Chucheng, he used this secret spell, becoming the main force in the first half of the fight, fighting to the death and refusing to retreat, which is why he was so badly injured.

Now, Jia Fang also harbors a strong desire to fight to the death.

Once the sheep's head is retracted, it must be attacked again as quickly as possible.

The power of the thunderous spell had already formed a strange force field around him.

Once the ram's head iron hammer enters this force field, it will rotate around him, tracing various arcs, and will never directly collide with him.

Furthermore, within this arc, the momentum of recovery is neutralized and transformed into the force of another surge forward.

But this time, as the ram's head was attached to the hammer handle and the hammer slipped from his hand and fell backward, Chu Tianshu's blade clashed with the thunder, and the residual internal force transmitted to the iron chain took effect.

The arc it traced was a bit larger than expected!

When Jia Fang saw the ram's head hammer reappear on his right, he found that he couldn't reach it even when he reached out.

He subconsciously leaned slightly to the right before gripping the hammer handle and pulling it to his side.

The hammer handle serves to indicate direction and for retraction, so he definitely needs to keep it close at hand.

But this made him a little slower.

Chu Tianshu had already sheathed his sword, and the intense blue light in his eyes suddenly went out.

No!

It didn't extinguish or disappear; it transformed into something else entirely.

Chu Tianshu's eyes held a strange chill, and his long black hair danced slowly, seemingly tinged with a gray coldness.

The sword was drawn again.

Silence, darkness.

Only a dark, sharp blade of energy erupted, speeding away along the center line of the highway.

It's like a shark in the ocean, its dorsal fin surfacing as it swims at top speed.

The road surface split open like waves, making way for the chilling aura of the blade.

But this "dorsal fin" is a bit too big, about the height of an adult.

At that moment, Jia Fang didn't know what he was feeling. He gritted his teeth and just pointed the hammer handle at the ground.

A flash of lightning, and the ram's head shot out.

This time, the ram's head had barely left the hammer handle by two meters when it collided with the blade energy that split the ground.

Hooray!!!

There was no violent collision as I had imagined, nor a strange stalemate.

The blade's energy struck the ram's head, paused for only half a second, and then pierced through it.

The sheep's head was made of a special material and was not split open.

But the blinding flashes of lightning on the ram's head were extinguished by the layer of grayness.

The iron chain attached to the back of the sheep's head was originally dazzling.

As the blade's energy pierced straight in, the iron chain instantly turned ashen.

The gray blade energy, as tall as a person, had already struck Jia Fang head-on and entered his body.

The lightning crackling around Jia Fang vanished instantly.

Thump, clang!

The hammer head and handle fell to the ground one after the other.

The sheep's head lay askew on the road, its iron chain like a dead snake, twisting and limp.

Several seconds later, Jia Fang knelt down, supporting himself with his hands on the ground, his eyes unfocused, his eyelids drooping, and large tears streaming down his face.

"Me, me, my power..."

He was incredulous, overwhelmed with grief, his hands trembling as he frantically reached for the ground, as if trying to retrieve something that was no longer there.

"What have you done? What have you done? My power! That's all mine!"

Given Jia Fang's background and personality, although he had suffered some hardships from childhood to adulthood, he did not consider himself to have any particularly memorable or painful memories.

However, when he was struck by that blade, any slight sadness in his mind seemed to be brought up again and magnified tenfold or a hundredfold.

In an instant, his pride and bravery vanished, and his heart was crushed by grief.

What's even more terrifying is that the sorrow, like a heavy knife that grows heavier with each sharpening, not only crushed his mood but also his Mind Power.

His foundation in Mind Power was like a towering building; even though it had been severely damaged before, it was only partially broken and difficult to repair.

As that tragic blade fell, the building collapsed with a deafening roar!

That single strike not only dissipated the lightning spell power he had temporarily borrowed, but also completely destroyed the foundation of his cultivation.

Chu Tianshu knew he hadn't mastered this sword technique enough and hadn't originally planned to use it in battle.

But that's okay. If you actually kill this person in a real fight, your skill level will naturally increase.

A cold wind brushed my face.

Chu Tianshu arrived gracefully, the blade pressing against the side of Jia Fang's neck.

Jia Fang wept uncontrollably, "How could you be so cruel? What have you done? All the hard work I've put in over the decades..."

Do you even know what it means to be the one who starts the fight?

Chu Tianshu laughed angrily and said, "You came here to slaughter our people, and now you feel remorse? You're not just despicable, you're utterly despicable."

He slashed the blade and slapped Jia Fang across the face.

"Tell me, where did you come from? Do you have any accomplices?"

Jia Fang glared at Chu Tianshu with grief and hatred, only to meet his eyes.

This person's cultivation had been destroyed. When he met Chu Tianshu's eyes, he felt a hazy sensation, as if he were falling into a bottomless abyss, gradually losing consciousness.

At this moment, several figures followed from the east side of the highway.

Upon seeing one of them, Jia Fang blurted out.

"Lin Chucheng, what are you doing here?"

"They didn't catch you at the base?!"

(End of this chapter)