The Wild Goose Conveys Divine Language, Palm and Finger Unleash Divine Might

I sensed the tremendous changes in the mountains.

Luo Sichao felt a sudden sense of foreboding.

When he recognized Chu Tianshu, he realized that the other person might not have come alone.

But precisely because of this, he needed to hurry and severely injure Chu Tianshu, who could corrupt the underground martial arts.

Unexpectedly, another person was able to directly identify the key to the entire tunnel system and break into the mountainside.

These mountain tunnels are all meticulously designed; they are not just a single circulating system.

Even if many tunnels are destroyed, as long as the central control is still intact, the route can be switched at the master's command.

Using other cyclical pathways, they continuously gather power from elsewhere to empower Luo Sichao with a powerful physique that surpasses the norm.

The placement of the central point at the base of the mountain is also significant, as this area is both the most dangerous and the most important.

Even if the enemy realizes there are tunnels in the mountains, it's more likely they'll break in from the mountainside or from the house at the summit, which would be easier.

In that situation, trying to dig further towards the base of the mountain would be like trying to press down on a mass of air, encountering increasingly larger and more turbulent resistance.

Only by attacking the bridge of the nose from the very beginning, hitting the nail on the head, can you avoid encountering so many obstacles.

Luo Sichao wanted to exploit this time difference, betting that the enemy would take a detour and seize the opportunity to secure victory.

However, Chu Tianshu withstood his onslaught and powerful attacks without sustaining a single injury.

However, something went wrong on the other side of the mountain.

It seems there's no hope of severely damaging this human being, who is destined to become a formidable enemy, tonight.

"Drink it!!"

Luo Sichao's mind raced, and he suddenly let out a long cry.

At first glance, the sound seemed human, but in an instant it became like the cry of a bird a hundred times louder, like the cry of a crane or the call of a wild goose.

That ethereal, distant feeling, reaching straight to the heavens.

Luo Sichao's figure seemed to rise sharply along with this long cry.

Where did you run off to?

Chu Tianshu's figure shattered, and a new figure flashed by, instantly closing in on the pursuer.

The "Shattering the Chan Body" move, a sublime technique derived from "Eight Steps to Catch a Cicada," is so powerful that even Zhang Tongxuan felt inferior in a straight-line dash.

Luo Sichao's sudden ascent was mysterious, but he was caught up with in no time.

But when Chu Tianshu slashed with his sword, he only managed to create an illusion.

Luo Sichao's true identity took another unexpected turn.

Like a rainbow that rises to its peak and then suddenly turns, leaving a sharp-angled afterimage in the air before slanting towards the ground.

This Luo Sichao awakened his innate wisdom and mastered a technique from an ancient corpse, called "The Wild Goose Divine Language".

Although it's called Divine Language, it's not a form of Sonic Art or incantations.

If viewed within the context of modern martial arts, this technique should be considered a set of light-footwork techniques.

Legend has it that in the era when the ancients created dragon-shaped and bird-shaped scripts, they believed that bird-shaped characters could communicate with the heavens.

Birds can ask the gods for their will and bring back the gods' language to the human world. When the birds' feet land on the ground, they form dragon and bird script.

First it rose to the sky, then it fell to the ground.

This is the most basic and flawless structure in the entire set of divine skills, and the movement technique that has been most thoroughly studied and refined by predecessors.

In this very rise and fall, the grasp of the various invisible energy fields in the world has reached a level of perfection at the current stage.

Chu Tianshu took a step in mid-air, his Sword Intent preceding his movement, and the divine sword guided his body as he flew down.

The moment Luo Sichao landed, he could almost feel a silvery glint, nearly piercing through the clothes on his back.

Instead of showing any panic, he displayed extreme focus.

It is not seen with the eyes, but perceived with the spirit; it is not moved by intention, but accomplished without conscious thought.

Without hesitation, he lunged forward again, his cloth shoes breaking as he left strange footprints on the ground, forming a long trail.

Some marks are on the heel, some on half the sole, and some are claw marks on the toes...

His feet moved so fast, like a flash of smoke or lightning, that the marks he left on the ground were at least ten meters apart.

But this ten-meter space was not empty; it was filled with Gang Qi traces of his aura as he moved through it.

Chu Tianshu hadn't paid any attention at first, but pointed his sword straight ahead and chased after them.

He activated the Shattering the Chan Body once again.

But they discovered that this time, their straight thrust had failed to catch up with Luo Sichao.

When this force reached its limit, Chu Tianshu's sword actually widened the distance between him and his opponent by two meters.

Is it increased wind resistance? Or air friction?

Chu Tianshu realized the problem with the marks under his feet.

Those footprints and messy marks are like a long, wildly written essay.

These very traces added to the obstacles hindering Chu Tianshu's progress.

However, this resistance is evenly distributed throughout the air and is not noticeable to ordinary people, so the speed is not affected.

Only those who are fast enough will experience significant obstacles due to the cumulative effect of these resistances.

"Go!"

Chu Tianshu suddenly flicked his wrist, spreading his five fingers wide.

The divine sword shot out like a bolt of cold lightning.

Luo Sichao suddenly swayed to the left, the divine sword grazed past his shoulder, flew forward, and then abruptly spun, slashing back horizontally.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and in a split second, his finger flicked the blade.

The entire longsword was propelled into the air.

But at the same time, he sensed a presence behind him that was rapidly increasing in power.

It's as if there was only one normal tree behind him.

Suddenly, like a raging storm or a thunderbolt, the shadow shook violently.

Its volume expanded and multiplied, becoming incredibly tall.

Within that expanding and chaotic blur, a hand reached out.

His palm was adorned with the blood-red character for "fire," and his entire hand was enveloped in golden-red flames, like a meteorite falling from the sky and crashing down on Luo Sichao's head!

If this palm strike had come from behind, Luo Sichao might have been able to use his lightness skill to escape even faster.

But the pressure coming down from above, just that terrifying aura alone, made Luo Sichao feel like the blood wasn't flowing smoothly through the tiny blood vessels in his brain.

Visual perception is also severely affected; everything in sight rapidly becomes dim.

Although this palm strike was accompanied by divine flames, it did not give the impression of brightness.

During thunderstorms, a section of the sky that seemed poised to collapse actually did so, crashing down.

Luo Sichao was skilled in leg techniques, and normally, in this situation, he would raise one leg and kick backward.

However, he was keenly aware that if he dared to lift his leg and divert his strength at this moment, regardless of whether the kick would actually hit Chu Tianshu, he would be at risk.

That palm force would still fall, instantly crushing his remaining standing leg, with bone fragments piercing his perineum and thrusting upwards into his dantian, causing him immense pain.

So, at that moment, he suddenly waved his hand.

He cut off his own neck!!

The head that had been locked in place by Chu Tianshu's palm strike remained in place, while the headless body seized the opportunity to burst forward.

He didn't care at all about the mere injury that cost him his head!

Ultimately, from the moment Luo Sichao awakened his innate wisdom and merged with the ancient remains, he was no longer human.

He is Evil Spirit. He has a physical body to facilitate his activities in the real world, to preserve his combat power, and to make it easier to operate his foundation.

Even without a physical body, it only affects combat effectiveness initially, not immediate death, let alone just losing one's head.

Losing a head wouldn't affect his combat ability as much as losing an arm.

Just as his body shot forward more than two meters, Chu Tianshu's hand slammed into the head, smashing it into pieces.

All the debris, in the instant it splashed, transformed into extremely hot, bright red specks of light.

Chu Tianshu's eyelids snapped open, and tense lines appeared on his cheeks. His right hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

This palm strike should have destroyed Luo Sichao's entire physical body and burned away his internal energy, leaving only a fragile Evil Spirit to be captured.

At this moment, although the palm strike had consumed some of its power, most of it was still retained by Chu Tianshu, who had only destroyed one head.

The arm abruptly stopped at extremely high speed, causing all the blood in the blood vessels to surge violently, and the rapidly gathered True Qi also became violently agitated.

In Chu Tianshu's two pupils, extremely fine but extremely bright red dots appeared, a powerful will controlling his physical body.

With a difficult yet powerful flick of the middle finger, the hand snapped outwards.

All the surging power within the arm was ejected through this single opening.

So much so that when that middle finger was flicked, the joints and muscles all stretched and trembled violently.

When the entire finger is flicked to its maximum length, it becomes almost half a foot long.

A terrifying red light struck Luo Sichao's headless body in the back with a bang.

Boom!!!

Luo Sichao's body from the waist up was completely shattered, turning into red ashes that flew everywhere.

Half of his body, including his waist and legs, ran a few more steps before collapsing to the ground, unable to support himself.

The flames from the wound on his waist spread to his legs, burning fiercely like dry tinder, while the surrounding fallen leaves and petals showed little damage.

"Ah! This aura... Is this the cultivation technique of the Peach Capital Supreme Yang Grotto-Heaven? Is it from the Sun-Shooting Lineage, or the Sun-Chasing Lineage? Yes, it seems more like the Sun-Chasing lineage..."

A humanoid black Evil Spirit, like a phantom or a wisp of smoke, emerged from the wound on his waist.

It seemed as if it was firmly sucked into the flames, unable to escape, and could only roar in pain.

"I don't recall the Sun-Chasing Lineage having this kind of palm-finger technique in my ancient memories. What is this thing you have?"

"Call!!"

Chu Tianshu exhaled a scorching breath that glowed red, and slowly lowered his right hand. His middle finger cracked three times, causing the elongated knuckle to retract to its normal shape.

His entire right palm was emitting white smoke, and red light flashed on his skin from time to time.

This hand is burning hot right now, but it feels really good too.

Samadhi Power Hand Seal, Ultimate Technique, Source-Moving Samadhi Divine Fire!

Since I fed the insights into the Samadhi Power Hand Seal to the "Penglai Supreme Method General Principles", this ultimate technique has been sublimated.

When they fought Zhang Tongxuan, it was a hasty move; when they fought Samar, it was basically a trial run.

On the contrary, just now, after this palm strike was activated, under extreme conditions, it transformed into the skill of flicking out a single finger.

This can be considered as unleashing the full power of this move in two stages.

(End of this chapter)