Divine Art of the Glare, Eyes Closed with a Flick

As soon as Zhao Qinglang collapsed, Chu Tianshu began to grimace.

"Hiss~ Ha!"

His injury, which appears to be just a fracture of his right middle finger, actually involved multiple impacts and the resistance of flesh and blood.

From the tiny nerves in my fingers all the way to my right rib and right shoulder, inside and outside the bone, I still feel an indescribable pain and soreness.

However, Chu Tianshu was putting on a cool and aloof act because the enemy hadn't completely fallen yet.

"How did this guy manage to be so accurate? He put all his strength into one finger and hit my finger?"

Chu Tianshu reviewed the events and confirmed that he had made no mistakes during the battle.

The opponent might have truly relied on their experience and intuition from years of fighting various powerful and bizarre creatures in the wasteland to strike with that finger.

When a practitioner first Aperture Opening, their intuitive sense of danger becomes more acute than before.

However, merely being able to identify danger without determining its form or the exact moment it will strike leaves little time for preparation, and the appropriate response may not be correct.

Subsequently, the more one cultivates, the broader the scope of one's intuition becomes.

At this point, a truly patient and focused practitioner should follow their intuition, making their increasingly profound intuition clearer and more concrete.

Ancient texts often use phrases like "foresight," "perceptive insight," "a thousand miles of courtyards," and "reading the lines on the palm" to describe the supreme achievements of this path.

Even without learning divination, it's better than divination itself.

Although this is a description that only exists in theory.

But without a doubt, Zhao Qinglang's cultivation in this aspect is indeed more mature than Chu Tianshu's.

No wonder, when Zhao Qinglang launched that sneak attack on him, Chu Tianshu only reacted after the Fang Zhen had actually made his move, failing to detect any murderous intent or malice beforehand.

But now, the malice of some people is all too obvious in Chu Tianshu's perception.

He looked up.

A purple qi, like a venomous snake, was rapidly approaching from afar on the ceiling.

At the center of the purple qi, a black line opened, revealing a rolling eyeball.

This is clearly a spiritual eye created by some kind of magic.

Since the caster couldn't catch up with Chu Tianshu and Zhao Qinglang, they used the spell's effects to probe first.

His purple qi eyes, moist and eerie, likely have a bewitching effect and could be an aid to Zhao Qinglang.

However, the eyeballs came too slowly.

Chu Tianshu met the gaze of that eyeball, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Buzz!!

A brilliant blue light emanated from Chu Tianshu's eye sockets as two Four-Leaf Seal shot out.

The purple eyeballs were rubbed across by the two Four-Leaf Seal from both sides, causing them to collapse on the spot.

The cyan mark formed by spiritual power, like a phantom, passed through the ceiling and reached the second floor without damaging it.

On the second floor, Ye Liren was rushing over, clutching the crystal skull.

Suddenly seeing two Four-Leaf Seal flying towards him, he quickly raised the skull and swung it forward.

Although this purple crystal skull is not a true soul-locking treasure, it is still an excellent magical artifact.

Ordinary illusions and Mind Power constructs would automatically disintegrate upon contact with this crystal skull, requiring no extra effort from its owner.

Unexpectedly, the two marks split apart in mid-air, transforming into sixteen four-leaf clovers the size of coins.

The tangled grass danced in the wind, all making way for the crystal skull, which struck the Ye Liren.

"Ah!"

In desperation, he smashed the crystal skull onto the ground.

BOOM!!!

The skull struck the ground, triggering the incantation engraved inside, which instantly blossomed into a purple fire lotus the size of a millstone.

As Ye Liren found himself surrounded by the fire lotus, he felt completely comfortable, and his pain subsided dramatically.

However, on the first floor, many load-bearing columns were destroyed, and the floors also had cracks and ravines.

Once the fire lotus bloomed, the cracks deepened, and the spot where Ye Liren stood immediately trembled and collapsed.

With a muffled thud, dust rose, and the fire lotus flickered briefly before going out.

Ye Liren steadied himself on the broken floorboards.

Chu Tianshu squinted, keeping his feet still, and only slightly turned his right hand.

The black horse crashed through a hole, and sunlight was now shining into the area.

The silver blade reflected light, illuminating Ye Liren's face.

In a flash, a streak of light shot out along the reflected trajectory and pierced through the man's head.

Ye Liren was stunned. There was no real wound on his forehead, but his soul had been severely damaged, and he fainted.

The Weapon Soul flew back and returned to the blade.

These methods were useless against Zhao Qinglang, but they were more than enough to deal with this person.

Chu Tianshu sigh of relief, leaped through the gap onto the second floor, and strode quickly through the gap.

In the blink of an eye, he had reached the edge of the second floor.

There are no walls here, so you can have a direct view of the battle scene outside.

Many corpses were found, some stuck in the ground, others flying out and hanging on other floors.

A five-meter-tall mechanical giant, its left arm missing and its right foot crippled, kneels on the ground.

His remaining right palm seemed to be pressing down on the vital spot of a venomous snake, and on a one-eyed old man.

The one-eyed old man, with only his head exposed outside the metal tiger's mouth, turned pale and felt utterly hopeless when he saw Chu Tianshu appear from afar.

"Commander, we've lost!"

The one-eyed old man shouted, "A new generation replaces the old! Chu Tianshu, you've got some skills, but apart from the leader, you don't know the names of the rest of us, do you?"

Remember me, my name is...

Collapse!!

With a sudden burst of force, the large metal hand shoved the old man into the ground, where he fell silent.

Silence fell over the room.

The mechanical giant seemed to freeze for two seconds.

"This old man has been channeling his energy to fight against the armor. My own energy is almost depleted, and I'm barely managing to hold on."

Yu Nanfeng's voice came from inside the giant's body, sounding somewhat annoyed.

"Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, his energy waned, and I couldn't stop myself."

The heavy armor on the giant's back was lifted up, revealing a platform from which steam rose.

Yu Nanfeng and Pan Ting, both with flushed faces and sweat-soaked clothes, crawled out from inside.

"What a pity..."

Sweat beaded on Yu Nanfeng's cheeks as he glanced back, his eyes sweeping over the numerous corpses. "These people were skilled, and their morale was high. They fought relentlessly, one after another, to the very end. They were truly loyal."

Chu Tianshu didn't take it seriously.

"Among the people I killed, there were many whose names I didn't even have time to report. Such wicked people deserve to die."

He was more curious about the mechanical giant, but now was not the time to talk about that.

Chu Tianshu turned his gaze to the side and walked away.

Mao Shanwei slumped against a pillar, his lips turning purple.

"You are... poisoned?"

Chu Tianshu initially thought he was injured and wanted to use acupuncture, but upon closer inspection, he realized that he was deeply poisoned and that medicine would be ineffective.

"When I fed the poison to those insects, I also fed some to myself."

Mao Shanwei remained calm, carefully observing Chu Tianshu before turning his gaze towards the depths of the building.

"The leader is dead after all... My initial intention, the reason I joined, was simply to live a good life and be respected by many people. I had already achieved that goal..."

Yu Nanfeng sighed, "Master Mao, you haven't committed any grave mistakes, so why bother?"

Mao Shanwei simply said, "I knew ten years ago that they were conducting experiments on living people, but because I didn't have to do it myself, I never exposed them."

"I'll avoid committing one more sin today, but sooner or later everyone will find out that I've long been complicit. How am I supposed to face that...? It's better to die and find peace."

His voice gradually weakened, and his eyes became somewhat unfocused. Suddenly, he was startled and looked at Chu Tianshu.

"I remember now. That night, when we met by the river, Tianshu, you actually used your Mind Power secretly, didn't you? I didn't sense it at the time."

"Now that I think about it, even if I pulled back from the brink, it wasn't because of my own efforts, but because of your spell?"

Chu Tianshu was not skilled in incantations to begin with, and he couldn't even be sure whether someone as accomplished in cultivation as Mao Shanwei had any problems.

That day's use of Mind Power was merely a test; it couldn't possibly have had any other effect.

"Can't you believe you still have the resolve to wake up?"

Chu Tianshu squatted down and said solemnly, "I didn't put a curse on you. That was your own fate!"

Upon hearing this, Mao Shanwei's face showed a hint of dazed relief.

"Finally, there's something I wanted to do that I'm going to put into practice... If only our Demon Hunting Corps had been good from the start..."

At this point, his eyes were still open, but his lips were no longer moving; his breath had ceased, and his soul had dissipated.

Yu Nanfeng let out a long sigh.

Although she had never done anything that crossed the line in her life, she didn't think that as the Lord of the South Wind, she could be considered a purely good person.

Therefore, she has always held people like Master Mao and Chu Yannian in high esteem.

Today, Mao Shanwei's identity has been exposed, and this series of events has left Yu Nanfeng with the most complex feelings.

Chu Tianshu did not sigh, but simply stood up and looked outside the building.

The sun is about to set.

The thousands of elite troops who regularly patrolled the city and maintained order were completely gathered together.

Seeing that everyone was safe and sound, and then looking towards the distant streets, Chu Tianshu felt a strange sense of ease and joy, and a smile appeared on his face.

With a flick of his finger, a deep blue-green breeze brought Mao Shanwei to his senses.

(End of this chapter)