[{"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-113":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},2267058,4426,"Chapter 113: Six Paths of Wisdom, Fishes Roaming Heaven and Earth","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-113",113,"\u003Cp>After Chu Tianshu broke into Yi Wang’s mansion, his challenge rang out far too loudly—nothing like a normal person’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong had been far away then, and just now while speaking with Haidonglai, he hadn’t noticed anything unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But without relying on voice tone, just from the fight and Chu Tianshu’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some things had become clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were the one who broke into Yi Wang’s mansion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reports say you struggled greatly to kill Yuwen Xin Tong and the others—how could you have made such rapid progress so soon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong murmured softly, his voice low, more like self-talk than a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed, when I led troops into battle, when Haidonglai rose to fame, I too had a period of explosive growth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But once I grew older, my pace slowed, and I unconsciously never considered that my opponent this time might be one of those very people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finished your musings? Claiming you’re old, hoping I’ll show respect and let you strike first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu opened his right hand in invitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, then you strike first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tiny ring of light flickered in his eyes, expanding and contracting—he sensed multiple distinct soldier-soul energies emanating from Duan Zhong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oddly, these soldier-souls carried no trace of malevolent or murky energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not evil soldier-souls—then all of them were cultivated by Duan Zhong himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, if a soldier-soul hadn’t dissipated, the master’s mental and physical energy would be entirely devoted to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to nurture another soldier-soul at the same time was exhausting and futile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if one practiced different blood-refining soldier-soul arts, the resulting soldier-souls would likely be similar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why go through so much trouble when you could simply focus on refining your original soldier-soul—or seek insight into new techniques?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s case, however, likely meant he could be certain each newly cultivated soldier-soul had its own unique effects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against such a man, rashness was dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu letting him strike first also carried a third of the intent to stillness overcoming motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moon hung solitary in the sky, spirit banners fluttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold night wind swept again and again over the front of Maitreya Hall, rolling in waves across the square’s rows of white-clothed coffins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong stood with hands clasped before him, amidst the sparse, empty coffins, his eyes deep and silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haidonglai pressed a hand to his chest and warned: “He can disrupt your breathing—don’t speak to him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the confrontation inside the hall, Haidonglai’s composure should never have shown any obvious change in breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his breath grew heavy, revealing a flaw, it was purely a physical reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like the sensation he once felt atop a high mountain while spying on Tubo troops—but far worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air drawn in was useless, not the crisp, lung-clearing kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu had also sensed the anomaly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His control over his lungs was exquisite—he clearly felt the oxygen content in every breath plummeting sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place had originally been fresh with air, oxygen levels high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night wind blew freely, air circulating well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, it was as if the wind passed through a filter, bringing only exhaust—no oxygen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soldier-soul: Six Paths of Wisdom, Heaven and Human Stillness!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong suddenly smiled, lunging forward, attacking Chu Tianshu—left hand glowing charcoal-red, right hand shimmering icy-white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six Paths of Wisdom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The human world is charcoal! The hungry ghosts are cold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His earlier mood of melancholy and reflection wasn’t entirely fake—but at least ninety-nine percent of it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His true age didn’t matter; his strength and ambition were still those of a vigorous man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was truly a man in his prime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could such a formidable general, facing his mortal enemy, so easily fall into emotional weakness?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merely the cunning deception of a soldier-soul practitioner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s hands unleashed continuous afterimages; Chu Tianshu’s arms, like blue steel, held firm, meeting force with force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forearms clashed, palms collided, elbows struck, fists met…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their lightning-fast exchange, both shifted tactics endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The repeated fluctuations of heat and cold hadn’t yet harmed Chu Tianshu’s hands, but already twisted and warped the surrounding air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making the sound of their clash amplify endlessly within the distorted airflow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the noise from their battle had become indistinguishable from rolling thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each wave of sound surged louder than the last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Duan Zhong’s fighting spirit and killing intent surged higher within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four arms’ afterimages twisted and struck against each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s posture suddenly shifted—like plucking a flower—not attacking, but pinching a corner of the sleeve amid the blurring afterimages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaolin Fist Frame, Sticky Cloth Throw Technique!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For an ordinary man, Chu Tianshu’s single flick of the sleeve corner would have smashed him to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, after that flick, a force that seemed soft yet unyielding enveloped Duan Zhong’s entire right arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Duan Zhong’s sleeve suddenly exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six Paths of Wisdom, Asura’s Weapon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Duan Rusu, who needed to grip objects, channel force, and coordinate with soldier-souls through cumbersome steps,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong merely thought it—and his sleeve shattered like a mass of broken iron shards, blasting outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu tilted his head slightly, dodging one shard aimed at his left eye, letting the rest strike his chest and face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When fighting, he always moved swiftly and meticulously, preferring to dismantle and block every move his opponent made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in his current \"Inner Sage, Outer King\" physical state, he could easily adopt the fighting style of a seasoned external martial artist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These “iron shards” launched at this speed couldn’t possibly pierce Chu Tianshu’s defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he saw Duan Zhong’s shoulders dip, his palm darting swiftly toward his kidneys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shing!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s waist sword snapped straight—his right hand touched the hilt, and the blade across his waist flipped upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong instantly retracted his hand, but still lost a sliver of skin from his right middle finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword’s flash darted like a dozen curved white lines, all striking Duan Zhong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s face changed slightly; his hands moved with blinding speed, palm shadows fluttering like fleeting butterfly wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He used six rings to hastily block the sword tips, retreating sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since beginning combat, Chu Tianshu had first appeared as a master of speed and finesse in fist techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly revealed his hardened external style, now he wielded swordplay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His styles were complex, each refined—making one wonder if his true age was older than his appearance suggested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet after this fierce sword assault, Chu Tianshu could not help gasping for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t pursue Duan Zhong—he stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, both retreated ten zhang apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu instantly felt oxygen return, inhaling deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could hold his breath for a long time alone—but in low-oxygen conditions, fighting a powerful enemy, he couldn’t last long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s right sleeve was shredded, revealing his arm’s green-tinged, wrinkled skin—like a lizard’s back, or ancient tree bark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six Paths of Wisdom, Animal Path Scales!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After activating the Animal Path, he could maintain normal bodily function even in extremely low-oxygen conditions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s Animal Path had been active all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu stared at his opponent, sword held horizontally before him; the blade hummed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five frost-white dots appeared on his waist garments, then melted by his body heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong’s cold aura had seeped through his clothes, penetrating his flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he been a fraction slower, his kidneys would already have been torn out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong stared back, then suddenly threw his head back and howled, singing out clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“CHU! TIAN! SHU!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Duan Zhong’s voice was piercing and shrill, carrying far—its true form lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t sound like a human throat, and it was unclear whether he was even shouting those three characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu felt he was calling his name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haidonglai, Guan Changling, and Cheng Xianzi, who had just arrived at Maitreya Hall, all felt he was calling their names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Zheng Hui, whose name had only two characters, felt the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, Zheng Hui, wounded severely, felt it most intensely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was stunned and disoriented, his head spinning, as if he saw three or four Chu Tianshu and five or six Duan Zhong ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart felt as if it had left his chest, his soul as if it had drifted away from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wisdom’s Six Paths: Hell’s Soul-Grabbing Chant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hai Donglai was an outlier among the pinnacle experts of his homeland, for since childhood, due to a congenital illness, he had grown accustomed to focusing on physical cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When normal, his physique was extremely strong, yet in terms of martial soul, he was merely at the Deer Cart realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong, by contrast, was a true pinnacle expert in line with the mainstream of this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If one were to use the Three Carts of the Blood River Cart as a metaphor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duan Zhong had advanced the Blood Refining Martial Art to the “Blue Ox Pulling the Cart” realm, touching upon profound Blood Refining wisdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beginning with the Asura martial soul, combined with Buddhist essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He split off five distinct martial souls: Deva, Animal, Human, Hungry Ghost, and Hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The six effects complemented one another, forming a being with no weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hell’s Soul-Grabbing Chant was not originally created to target individual enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was designed for situations where large numbers of soldiers and archers surrounded him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When “Deva” and “Hell” worked together, Duan Zhong rarely needed to lift a finger against ordinary soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merely by walking through with the power of these two martial souls, all who stood in his path would collapse into unconsciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, as he unleashed this chant, he did not expect it to defeat Chu Tianshu—he used it to stir himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul-grabbing, soul-shaking, disrupting his body’s normal state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this point on, every instant Duan Zhong struck Chu Tianshu, his body would surge to its peak intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet his emotions could be extracted and detached from it, preserving a cold, sharp combat demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chu! Tian! Shu!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three words, sung like a chant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White banners whipped wildly, his heart’s resolve trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fluttering ends of the banners seemed to slow suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Duan Zhong’s body glided forward—swift and silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold and hot air currents compressed behind him, while the air ahead thinned to near nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thrust one palm forward, his entire form flowing with natural grace and divine subtlety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a fish swimming through the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thrusting palm was like the sword in the fish’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In silent, ethereal stillness, it struck toward Chu Tianshu’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1761,"2026-06-19T20:45:51.976Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bb169b16859f495c50f233972253533f02c7e7083128b497a09fd8c45c266ed0","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-114","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-112",155,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdevouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-cover.jpg"]