Chapter 52: The Finger That Kills a Grandmaster of Martial Arts

At the same time, the Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu stood frozen in place, utterly stunned.

Gazing at the horrifying scene of destruction on the long street behind him, his expression fluctuated between shock and doubt, and he instinctively cried out:

"You broke through?"

Hearing this, the coachman lowered his head to glance at the broken hilt in his hand, then looked again at the two corpses of the green-robed swordsmen in the deep pit far away, who had been cleaved in two by that single strike.

"I did not break through. That strike should not have been..."

Before the coachman could finish speaking, Li Musheng's languid voice came from behind:

"Remember the feeling of that strike. It will be your only hope in this life to glimpse the realm of Heaven and Man."

Having said this, Li Musheng, who had been sitting in the carriage without moving a single step, waved his hand lightly and said:

"Enough. We must continue on our journey."

Then, he lowered the carriage curtain, leaned back against the soft pillow once more, and paid no further attention to what was happening outside.

Both the coachman and the Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu were stunned for a moment.

Sun Changyu did not quite understand Li Musheng's meaning, while the coachman seemed to have caught a faint hint, holding the hilt and muttering to himself:

"The feeling of that strike..."

He pondered Li Musheng's words, trying to grasp that wisp of sword intent released at the moment he drew his blade, but perhaps due to insufficient comprehension, it always felt elusive, just slightly off.

Meanwhile, the Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu had little time to think. Although the coachman's strike had shocked him deeply, and had instantly slain two powerful green-robed swordsmen,

they still had to face the encirclement and attack of the remaining three experts.

Thinking of this, the Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu turned his head to look at the straw-cloaked old man in front of the carriage.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly narrowed in shock.

The Skull-Tapping Bamboo Staff Old Man, at some unknown time, had stopped his steps a dozen feet away from the carriage.

Supporting himself with one hand on the bamboo staff, amidst the white mist rising from the rain striking the street, his aged face was filled with shock as he stared at the rear of the carriage.

Clearly, the Skull-Tapping Bamboo Staff Old Man had also been stunned by the coachman's strike just now.

However, this was not the point. The point was that the opponent stood motionless, and a hollow finger hole was exposed on his forehead.

Without a doubt, the opponent was already dead!

Moreover, he had been killed by a single finger without even realizing it, having no power to resist from beginning to end.

"This..."

The Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu's clean face was full of surprise. He quickly turned his head to look up at the rooftops of the shops on both sides.

The two masked black-clad figures who had originally squatted on the roof ridges were now also motionless.

And on their foreheads, there was similarly a finger hole. Clearly, they too had been instantly suppressed and killed, and had been dead for quite some time.

"What is going on?"

The Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu cried out. The coachman, now coming to his senses, turned his head to look at the remaining three who were already dead, his eyes filled with strange colors.

"No wonder those two masked men never attacked. It turns out they had already been killed silently and without a trace."

After the coachman reacted, he finally realized something.

He and the Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu exchanged a glance. The only thing both of them wanted to know now was: who was acting to help them?

And what was even more terrifying was that the opponent had killed the three silently and without a trace, yet they had not noticed at all.

"No, to be accurate, all five of them should have been killed by that person."

The coachman shook his head. On his weather-beaten face, memories of the situation when he drew his blade earlier surfaced, and he said:

"That strike was not one I could have produced. It must have been a sword intent that used my strength to manifest. Almost all of the Wu Gong true qi within my body was consumed by that single strike!"

As he spoke, he suddenly shifted his gaze, looking towards the carriage beside him.

Seeing this, the Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu did the same.

Both of them stared at the carriage in the rain curtain, or more accurately, looked through the curtain at Li Musheng inside the carriage.

For a moment, both of them fell silent, their faces changing expressions unpredictably.

At this time, Li Musheng's slightly displeased voice came from inside the carriage again:

"How much longer do you intend to wait before leaving?"

Hearing this, the Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu and the coachman exchanged a glance, instantly realizing they still had a mission to complete.

Immediately, both of them were shaken in spirit and did not linger or think further.

The coachman turned and hurriedly leaped onto the carriage frame, while Sun Changyu quickly climbed back into the carriage compartment.

"Giddyup!"

Hiding the remaining hilt of the knife in his hand under the seat once more, the coachman shouted loudly.

Waving the long whip to urge the horses on, they rushed forward at high speed, passing over the corpse of the Skull-Tapping Bamboo Staff Old Man, who had been dead for quite some time.

At this moment, they had no mind to deal with the corpses of these killers. To avoid further incidents, they must reach the General Headquarters of the Tianjin Guard as soon as possible.

The carriage wheels rolled, kicking up pools of water, racing swiftly along the long street in the torrential rain.

Inside the carriage, the Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu and Li Musheng sat facing each other, the atmosphere extremely silent.

Li Musheng, while drinking tea, pondered the key points of the Death Talisman Martial Art, while Sun Changyu cast subtle glances at him, occasionally sizing up this young man who was very likely the true Seventh Imperial Prince.

After a while, the Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu could finally no longer restrain the doubts in his heart and was about to speak.

But Li Musheng suddenly glanced at him and said lightly:

"Yes, I did it all."

The Grand Eunuch Sun Changyu, who originally had a huge list of questions he wanted to ask, suddenly found them all stuck in his throat.

His face changed rapidly, with expressions of shock, doubt, suspicion, and so on constantly appearing on that effeminate face.

Finally, Sun Changyu exhaled heavily and said:

"Since Young Master Li says so, then I will simply take it as truth. If those five were not dead, then it would likely be me and the one outside who are dead."

"Regardless of anything, my humble self thanks Young Master for saving my life."

Saying this, the senior eunuch Sun Changyu bowed deeply to Li Musheng.

Yet in Sun Changyu's heart, he knew full well that to unleash such a stunning slash, and to silently strike down three Wudaoda Sect Grand Masters with a single finger,

one would need to be at least Banbuda Sect, or higher—the Heavenly Person Martial Realm.

But could a young man around twenty truly reach such a realm?

After all, Martial Realm cultivation requires refining the self and persistently cultivating true Qi, demanding years of accumulated practice to advance.

Even the so-called Martial Genius among the imperial prisoners—the fake Imperial Prince—despite having no shortage of pills or cultivation techniques, had only reached Banbuda Sect at age twenty.

To be honest, Sun Changyu did not believe Li Musheng's words at all; in his view, the true attacker was likely a hidden Martial Master.

That person had been secretly protecting Li Musheng all along, and his survival against five Wudaoda Sect Grand Masters was only due to Li Musheng's fortune.

Thus, to say Li Musheng saved his life was not an exaggeration.

"You eunuch, just go brew me some tea."

At this moment, Li Musheng merely glanced at Senior Eunuch Sun Changyu, then slowly shook his head.

(End of Chapter)