[{"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-60":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},2267005,4426,"Chapter 60: Hand Flicking the Pipa, Shattering Cinnabar","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-60",60,"\u003Cp>BOOM!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old madman had barely landed when he saw Chu Tianshu, one hand pressing on the bamboo pole, his body upright, descending from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both men touched the ground almost simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the old madman took longer to land, moved slower, and thus had an easier time cushioning his impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a low grunt and launched a rapid series of kicks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The climate on Hengqindao was humid; the sand piled in this abandoned construction site, left unprotected, had already hardened due to moisture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as the old madman kicked, large clumps of sand shattered completely, each grain distinct, fanning outward like a spray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The successive kicks sent up clouds of sand and dust, nearly obscuring his entire figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu looked over and saw only a hazy yellow haze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In ancient battlefield boxing styles, throwing lime, kicking sand, or shoveling mud were all common tactics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each school in the north and south had specialized techniques to generate force for such methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They focused on how to fling mud and sand faster, wider, and more effectively to blind opponents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When masters clashed, they didn’t expect these substances to inflict real damage—they sought only to seize the initiative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether the opponent dodged, closed his eyes, or swept away the debris with his aura, dealing with these intangible threats always left his movements awkward and half-hearted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not reacting was impossible; reacting meant walking into a trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Chu Tianshu saw the hazy yellow cloud, he didn’t blink—his lips merely twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dou!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The character “Dou” from the Nine Character Mantra—his mental force released into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A circular void tore through the thick yellow dust and sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind it, the old madman was exposed, his hair and beard whipped violently by the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had tried to charge forward through the sand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>this mental force would have reversed the dust, blinding him instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was far away—nearly ten meters apart—and largely unaffected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After kicking up the sand and dust, he merely took the opportunity to perform a series of motions: clacking his teeth, swinging his arms, and rotating his palms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Sage's Pi Gua Quan contained many techniques targeting the lower body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body crouched like a monkey, feet stomping and kicking, spinning the torso, whipping the arms, tearing at thigh muscles, pounding the groin, and more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even techniques where the fingertips gouged into the side of the knee to rip out a piece of the patella—all cruel, brutal killing moves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But on the old madman, it seemed he had entirely forgotten those petty, underhanded tactics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he clacked his teeth, he pushed his palms outward; his lung’s breath surged into his palms, turning the skin there a deep crimson, spreading across the entire hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both hands expanded by a full circle, glowing red like cinnabar, their skin texture shimmering with the luster of steel and jade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an extraordinary phenomenon visible only when the Pi Gua Zhang was cultivated to an extreme level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancient practitioners called this state the “Cinnabar Subduing Demon Palm,” believing that when the Pi Gua Zhang reached this level, it could subdue demons and quell evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A normal boxer who reached this stage, with such abundant qi and blood in his hands, could indeed scatter or erase a weak spirit with a single strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the old madman’s condition was strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His palms reached this state not through pure human qi and blood, but because the malevolent energy surging in his chest saturated them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These hands naturally had less restraining power against yin and evil entities than the true Cinnabar Palm cultivated through orthodox methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the malevolent energy was tightly entwined with his original physical strength, fused with the madman’s own insane, extreme will, achieving a profound union of illusion and reality, yin and yang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of pure destructive power against physical objects,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Heng’s hands now were even more formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Venomous Snake Fist of the Western Poison Ouyang was cunning and poisonous, but his true ultimate technique, the Toad Power, was brutally forceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether intentional or not, his hands now truly carried the flavor of Toad Power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I still remember your needle technique—you used it specifically to break my Venomous Snake Array!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Heng laughed loudly, “But my art has reached its peak—I no longer need the Venomous Snake Array. Your efforts were wasted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu chuckled, his voice now fully his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old poisoner, have you ever considered whether you truly understand the Venomous Snake Array at all?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Heng didn’t take the bait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t ponder these pointless questions—instead, his entire body suddenly expanded before Chu Tianshu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The movement was bizarre; there was no visible shift in his waist, back, or knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if he had been shoved forward on an ice rink by some immense force, surging forward in a flash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the “Barefoot Pi Gua Step” from the Great Sage's Pi Gua Quan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It required the sole of the foot to spread like a palm, maximizing contact with the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When moving forward, one barely needed to engage the hips or waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Power came solely from the coordinated push of heel, ball, and toes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single scrape of the foot below the ankle sent the entire body hurtling forward at high speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, no human foot could ever be as agile as a hand; relying solely on the sole, advancing two or three meters was already extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His leap covered nearly ten meters—achieved only by the malevolent energy he squeezed from his lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing this bizarre lateral charge, Chu Tianshu seemed to have anticipated it—he suddenly flicked his left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the old madman charged, his right palm extended forward, his left hand coiled at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The right palm delivered a sudden, straight, ramming force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s flick sent his fingernail like the tip of a whip, cracking out a sharp sonic boom that struck precisely beneath the old madman’s right wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taiji’s Hand Flicking the Pipa, Tongbei’s Startling Whip Hand—merged into one!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The large tendon on the inner wrist shattered with the sound of a bowstring snapping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old madman’s pupils contracted—he heard the sound within his own body most clearly, as if a great drum had been shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how hard Zhu Heng’s palm was, forged like iron, it could not withstand this exquisitely precise strike—his right wrist tendon was severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left hand swiftly swept out, a broad palm strike meant to force Chu Tianshu back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a flash, Chu Tianshu blocked with his right arm, hooked with his left, and seized the one intact arm, hurling the old madman sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu possessed inner and outer perception—he understood every detail of the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old madman’s attempt to launch a surprise attack with superior footwork had instead given Chu Tianshu the opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This throw sent him crashing directly into a steel rebar jutting out sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he hadn’t seen the rebar, he sensed mortal danger—his chest violently trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KLANG!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His back slammed into the top of the rebar—but it did not pierce him; malevolent energy made his back glow faintly silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, Zhu Heng used his back and the rebar as a pivot, all four limbs moving in a storm of blows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, with the feet as a pivot, the limbs cannot fully unleash power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, using his back as a pivot, he seized that brief second to attack with every limb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arm held by Chu Tianshu instantly lost much flesh, bleeding profusely as it broke free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other arm, with its severed tendon, lashed out directly with the forearm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legs struck with brutal force—knees shot out like boulders, shins swept like steel axes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s eyes widened fully, his hair lifting slightly as his power reached his extremities; his hands moved at maximum speed, flicking, striking, pressing down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within one second!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He used both hands to block every single attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old madman’s limbs left afterimages like seven or eight crooked wooden stakes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s arms left afterimages like two full, curved arcs of color—appearing more resilient than his opponent’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, this was simply a more extreme manifestation of speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One second later, Chu Tianshu’s palm struck the old madman squarely on the chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DONG DONG DONG DONG DONG!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the first palm strike, the old madman’s entire body trembled—followed by seven or eight rapid consecutive blows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Heng’s torso was finally pierced by the rebar—a bloody section of steel protruded from his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu instantly retracted his hand, shaking his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nearly felt as if he had just struck a thousand-pound bronze bell—his muscles could endure the force, but his bones ached from the vibration, his knuckles tingling and numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, although Zhu Heng could exert enough force to bend the rebar,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>by hardening his back alone, his physical strength could not maintain a level superior to threaded steel indefinitely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is this possible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Heng’s eyes were dazed; he spat out a thick stream of black-red blood, darkening his hospital gown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve already recognized myself… Even if I didn’t win, at least we should have fought for three days and three nights.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu had truly enjoyed the fight—he replied simply:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re truly confused. We’re both flesh and blood. Even if evenly matched, a single slip can separate life from death!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Heng’s eyes glinted with malice; suddenly, he raised his left hand and slapped his own face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PUFF!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spat out a mist of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu sidestepped, and from nearby, the concrete mixer let out a hollow, resonant boom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several teeth were embedded in the mixer’s casing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sound was like a death knell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who said I’m foolish?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After spitting that out, Zhu Heng’s face turned deathly pale; he let out a bitter laugh. “I understand perfectly—I regret what I did back then, so this time, it’s my son who wants me to win; I must win for him…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your son?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s gaze flickered, and he fired off questions in rapid succession: “He’s in the northeast direction, isn’t he? First floor? Second floor? Third floor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Heng’s expression changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu guessed roughly: “Third floor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Heng snarled: “You—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu sighed softly, then pressed two fingers against his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bing Dou Zhe, Jie Zhen Lie Qian Xing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu chanted the incantation seriously, shattering the weakened malevolent spirit, and spoke his final words to the dazed old madman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You woke up too late. Go down and confess to the one you truly owe an apology to!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1762,"2026-06-19T20:45:51.976Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1bfe21af389525296ff2060c9623ad1aeea4a6a02b4dc04d443f77b98e644cf1","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-61","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-59",155,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdevouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-cover.jpg"]