[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h":3,"chapter-devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-112":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Devouring Evil, Exterminating Demons Across All Heavens",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2267057,4426,"Chapter 112: Mount Tai, Feather—My Opponent Is Me","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-112",112,"\u003Cp>Wuuuuu!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A howl like ghosts wailing and gods screaming filled the air, making Chu Tianshu feel an inescapable premonition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, he surged forward another two feet, turned his fist into a palm, palms upward, hands crossed, blocking that golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground exploded with a thunderous tremor!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden light revealed its true form: a nine-foot-long Phoenix Wing Gold-Plated Mace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This strike had been meant to come down vertically, its tip slicing from Chu Tianshu’s crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chu Tianshu surged forward two feet, his hands successfully locking onto the weapon’s shaft, avoiding its sharp tips and edges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The immense force met sudden resistance, causing the weapon’s tip to jerk violently downward behind its pivot point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks spread across the stone slabs in all directions, some extending over two zhang away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s arms formed a circular ring, his waist and stance like a solid foundation, holding firm against the blow—and channeling the impact through his tendons, bones, and internal organs to disperse it outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cracks reached two zhang out; at the center, the stone sank nearly half a foot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Chu Tianshu’s feet rested only at the bottom of the depression, not sunk deep into the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So heavy!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s eyes flared wide, bloodshot veins spiderwebbing across his eyeballs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he used Taiji techniques to disperse the force, the sheer power surging through his body still pressed upon him with crushing intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sensation was as if, apart from the opponent’s muscular and skeletal force,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the weapon’s own weight alone exceeded a thousand jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if the weapon truly weighed over a thousand jin, how could the opponent swing it so fast?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiiii!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuwen Chiming stepped back one step, shaking the Phoenix Wing Gold-Plated Mace as if it were a long spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapon flicked lightly, shifting from above to the side, its phoenix-wing blades pecking toward Chu Tianshu’s left ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu recoiled sharply backward, his feet skidding six or seven feet away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time he had retreated since the battle began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuwen Chiming let out a low roar and lunged forward instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twin blades lay flat on either side; this thrust resembled a phoenix spreading its wings and soaring toward its target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He aimed the thrust directly at Chu Tianshu’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But halfway through, the wind suddenly intensified, and the tip dipped down an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tiny glimmers in Chu Tianshu’s eyes expanded and contracted in the blink of an eye, as fleeting as a dream dissolving and dew scattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapon was not truly over a thousand jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This strange fluctuation in weight must be tied to the opponent’s weapon soul force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapon soul within the Phoenix Wing Gold-Plated Mace was named “Mount Tai, Feather.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy as Mount Tai, light as a feather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the change in weight didn’t reach such an extreme, the weapon’s normal weight was four hundred jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When its wielder lifted and swung it, its self-weight could feel as light as a hundred jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When smashing into an enemy, its self-weight could surge to sixteen hundred jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the Sui and Tang dynasties, when eighteen rebel kings rose, and mighty generals abounded, the strongest in raw strength—after Li Yuanba—was Yuwen Chengdu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Phoenix Wing Gold-Plated Mace was Yuwen Chengdu’s weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yuanba’s weapon soul was too fierce, his killing too great; the malice absorbed by his soul overwhelmed him, drawing the wrath of thunder, following him like storm clouds, unsettling his spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was also a brutal, unruly man who refused to temper himself, instead hurling his hammers and cursing heaven—until thunder struck him repeatedly, his weapon soul extinguished midair, leaving him grievously wounded, unable to dodge the falling hammer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number-one divine weapon and its master died together, buried together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Yuwen Chengdu himself perished, his weapon remained, transformed into a demonic weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, when this demonic weapon is fully wielded, it not only manifests the subtlety of “Mount Tai, Feather,” but also surges with chaotic demonic energy, disrupting the surrounding aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It makes the opponent feel, in every sense, that escape is impossible—forcing them to stand and fight to the death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuwen Chiming can only produce this locking effect during frontal attacks; he cannot maintain it during lateral, agile maneuvers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he is the best wielder this weapon has ever had in the Yuwen family’s history!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That previous smash had already sent a chill through Chu Tianshu’s heart, barely allowing him to block it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now this thrust made his hairs stand on end—he feared even if he drew his sword to block, he couldn’t stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he spun his body at his fastest speed possible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Condensed mental force flared like sudden fire, flooding instantly from his waist sword through his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Chu Tianshu had not yet opened his meridians through boxing, he relied solely on acupuncture to guide mental force, stimulating his physique—brief in duration, heavy on the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, this condensed mental force, through the subtle connection between sword soul and intent, flowed naturally, filling his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the scorching mental force pulsed and stretched, it perfectly synchronized with the movement of his tendons, bones, and organs—flawless, seamless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inner Sage, Outer King—first, one must be master of one’s own mind and body!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how chaotic the invisible aura around him, no matter how it distorted his senses,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it could not trap Chu Tianshu in this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overwhelming thrust of the Phoenix Wing Gold-Plated Mace struck only a spiraling afterimage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That spinning figure had already flashed to the side, delivering a thunderous whip kick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sole of his boot tore through the air, slamming hard against the dark-gold shaft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dang!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the Phoenix Wing Gold-Plated Mace still weighed sixteen hundred jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon impact, the long weapon lurched violently sideways, its momentum too heavy to recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Yuwen Chiming’s body was dragged off-balance by the weapon, that would be his fatal opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was still a top-tier expert—he instantly turned with the motion, sliding his hands backward along the shaft, pressing his waist against it, levering the entire weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapon’s swinging momentum became a rotational force around his waist, keeping the enemy at bay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle section of the shaft pressed against his waist, while the head and tail swept outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phoenix-wing blades at the tip and the piercing spike at the end carved a terrifying, razor-sharp arc around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Chu Tianshu’s hand suddenly shot into the arc of light, gripping the weapon’s tail end with perfect precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pong!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the dark-gold tail slammed into his palm, his hand shaped like a duck’s beak, supple as hemp cloth, absorbed the force with a single inward pull—his five fingers clenched tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuwen Chiming sensed something wrong and slammed both hands forward to wrestle it back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s left hand had already slapped onto the shaft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzzzt! The force of Palm Thunder surged through—Yuwen Chiming felt his palms and fingers pierced by a thousand needles, pain flaring, his grip loosening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s eyes flashed with ferocity, twisting the shaft and retreating explosively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puchiiii!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire weapon was ripped from Yuwen Chiming’s grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The broad phoenix-wing blade dragged horizontally across Yuwen Chiming’s waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick blood sprayed out; Yuwen Chiming, wracked with pain, turned deathly pale, mouth open but unable to scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His upper body began tilting sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yuwen family’s disciples turned ashen-faced, eyes wide with terror—as if their master’s death were their own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power of the Phoenix Wing Gold-Plated Mace was immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had seen their master wield it against over thirty armored cavalrymen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been like a golden phoenix diving into a herd of beasts—wherever it passed, only blood and shattered corpses remained, men and horses alike cut to pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet just now, their master had only swung once, thrust once, turned once—and he was cut down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, it was himself who was severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaang!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu felt the weapon howling in his hands, shifting between heavy and light, trembling violently—intense yin energy was counter-attacking his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another expert slain; the demonic weapon’s killing aura surged, erupting in relentless waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu knew he couldn’t subdue it immediately, let alone destroy it—he growled, stepped back into a bow stance, and swung his arm forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Phoenix Wing Gold-Plated Mace became a streak of dark-gold light, blasting into the Great Hero Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden Buddha statue seated within the Great Hero Hall was struck squarely on the chest—the weapon’s tip plunged completely inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shaft trembled, shaking for a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But without its master, it could not pull itself free from the statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Buddha’s face trembled from the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, in the Maitreya Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s face twitched as if shaken—he suddenly raised his brows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed something amiss in the battlefield behind the Maitreya Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also heard Hai Donglai’s breath grow slightly heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pong!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s hands and Hai Donglai’s hands moved like illusions, colliding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black umbrella hung in midair; the red clouds fell like light and vanished into Hai Donglai’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mildewed canopy, struck by the force of their collision, tore apart on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s body recoiled backward, striking the heavy altar table, causing all the spirit tablets to shake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hai Donglai’s body slid straight back to the threshold, his foot kicking against it, dark red blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re seriously wounded!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with Duan Zhong’s composure, he couldn’t help letting out a furious roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had actually been fooled for a moment by a wounded man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shadow flashed past the temple door, swift as a flying egret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui had long ago circled around and secretly hidden in the corner outside the main hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, one hand gripped the back of Hai Donglai’s belt, his feet sharply changed direction, dragging Hai Donglai toward the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zheng Hui!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s two wide sleeves suddenly flattened and hardened, like two slabs of iron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the instant he lunged forward, he seemed to glide along the ground, moving with astonishing speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui felt that the voice calling his name was like summoning his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zheng Hui knew better: if Hai Donglai took two more blows, his life would hang in the balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui flung Hai Donglai to the side and shot off in the opposite direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures scattered to left and right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong was a man who overvalued calculation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Hai Donglai was wounded, he was not his top priority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, Duan Zhong’s figure spun midair, his toe barely touching the ground; his sleeves became iron wings, making him truly soar like a hawk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui had only managed to flee less than a yard before his delay in throwing the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong was already above him, one foot descending straight onto his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hai Donglai, flung away, showed no fear or urgency—as if his comrade’s life or death stirred not a single thread in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He merely flipped his hand upward, drawing energy from his chest and abdomen, blood-red light gathering densely in his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soldier’s Soul, Boiling!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood seeped from his palm and instantly erupted under heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A palm imprint of blood mist shot through the air, slamming into Duan Zhong’s back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s heart stirred slightly; he whirled around and shattered the blood mist with a palm strike—but midair, the impact sent him skidding away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Hui narrowly escaped death; his headpiece was gone, strands of severed hair drifted down his cheeks, and he knelt half-bowed, spitting blood with a wet puff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s foot had merely grazed his headpiece, piercing his scalp’s qi membrane, leaving him as if struck by lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Righteous King had more tricks—clearly he had long been pondering how to counter Zheng Hui’s movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Changling now reached the doorway, timing his move, ready to strike—when suddenly a warning prickled his mind, and he dodged sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHOOSH!! A giant hand swept past his cheek, leaving three bloody gashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he not dodged in time, that hand might have crushed his entire skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man had no time to spare him; his sweep missed, his figure didn’t pause, and he was already out of the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Righteous King Duan Zhong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu passed through the Maitreya Hall and intercepted Zheng Hui ahead, laughing heartily, speaking kindly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, you’ve got no eyes—mistook the man.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your opponent should be me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2076,"2026-06-19T20:45:51.976Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","79a6112c69bdb8de3dff8f66aab0e61d4aca5063d76cb8d48825737a9c8658c3","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-113","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-111",155,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdevouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-cover.jpg"]