Chapter 79: Order to Devour Evil, I Devour Wickedness

Just when Nie Longding noticed this card.

Seeing Chu Tianshu's abdomen shook violently, and the colorless poker card shot out.

This card should have stabbed into Seeing Chu Tianshu's chest.

Seeing Chu Tianshu twisted a few inches, letting it nail into his belly position, and sucked in his stomach at that moment.

So this card only had a little bit of the corner embedded in the gap of the gold-thread treasure armor and didn't really hurt Seeing Chu Tianshu.

Seeing Chu Tianshu exerted force now and instead shot it out.

Who knew, Nie Longding didn't try to dodge at all, letting this card nail into his stomach, cutting in a corner.

Blood immediately soaked his shirt in that area.

"Drink!"

Pain stimulated his strength, and he shook the blade, collapsing Seeing Chu Tianshu away.

The knife tip moved forward horizontally.

Nie Longding exerted force with his waist; it was as if there was a cannon muzzle at his waist, and the hand gripping the knife erupted from there.

A thrust with the person and the knife synchronized, rushing forward for about two meters, his body pulling out a short residual image.

Seeing Chu Tianshu's body swayed violently, moving to the left, narrowly dodging this thrust, and swept his arm with a sword horizontally.

The long sword swung like a whip, but the sword blade breaking through the wind had too many advantages over a person's flesh palm.

At this moment, the speed of the sword tip was so fast that it even cut a white line in the air.

Nie Longding's reaction seemed extremely familiar, and at this moment, he turned the knife edge and slashed out a knife.

When he sent this knife out, he was alone, his figure thin, and his center of gravity tilted to the right.

Not like a person with a sound body.

Like a martial artist who had lived a one-armed life for at least ten years and pondered one-armed knife techniques every day.

Clang!!!

A knife and a sword, this time both were horizontal slashes that extended far.

After the two collided, a metallic trembling sound that made the ears ache and teeth sour was emitted.

The two retreated a few steps simultaneously, opening the distance.

Seeing Chu Tianshu felt a sour pain in the tiger's mouth gripping the sword and saw the fine lines on the tiger's mouth turning white;

A wisp of blood even seeped directly from the web between Nie Longding's thumb and index finger, sliding onto the hilt of his blade.

But by the time Seeing Chu Tianshu observed it, the web of his hand had actually already healed.

"So it was you."

Nie Longding flicked his left hand, and the colorless card on his stomach also fell off.

Seeing Chu Tianshu noticed that the wound on the opponent's stomach had also healed almost completely.

Such strong self-healing?

"Ah Jun's temporary partner, the person who killed Zhu Heng, I've seen your photo."

Nie Longding said deeply, "However, the connection to the Five Viscera Precious Jade has been severed; you shouldn't have been able to track it here."

After Seeing Chu Tianshu appeared, the statue of the old man's head and infant's body on the altar fell into an eerie silence; its two eyeballs would rotate, staring fixedly at Seeing Chu Tianshu's sword.

Seeing Chu Tianshu's gaze swept over, taking in the altar about twenty meters behind Nie Longding.

"The Five Viscera Precious Jade indeed couldn't be tracked, but this city isn't that big, and the rotten things you've done are... quite numerous!"

Seeing Chu Tianshu recited the opponent's name, "Nie Longding, right?"

He had also seen photos of this old man.

He had seen them online when searching the Macau region.

"I heard you had a brain tumor; was it for that reason that you started getting into that evil spirit stuff, or was it even earlier?"

"Hehehehe!"

Nie Longding laughed out loud, "The brain tumor isn't important; I cured that illness long ago."

"I study ghosts and gods not because I was desperately seeking medical help after being struck down by illness, but because I smelled the trend of a new era."

"Every era has the characteristics of its era: the nobility of scholars, the rampant behavior of soldier-thugs, the supreme authority of money."

"After the world war, society had already begun to solidify over these years, and the power of money became increasingly strong; I achieved proud accomplishments on this path, yet I was inevitably suppressed by the pioneers on this road..."

Nie Longding had a strong desire to confide.

He was originally a cautious person, but this was already an overflow zone.

Whether he spoke more or less, the enemies inside would always be the same; that would not change.

"And now, the communication between the Spirit Realm and reality is becoming more and more frequent; the sprout of a new era is close at hand."

"With such a good opportunity, of course I want to become a pioneer on this road!"

Seeing Chu Tianshu couldn't help but sneer, "The pioneer you understand is just rushing to be a lackey for evil spirits?"

"Wrong, I want to obtain the bloodline of ghosts and gods and become a hybrid."

Nie Longding took off his glasses and crushed them in his hand.

"Species from the Spirit Realm have to rely on luck to come to reality, and after they arrive, whether they can go back also depends on luck; in the future, it might become simpler."

"But ghosts and gods still aren't that easy to squeeze into reality."

"Only successful hybrids can obtain the ability to sneak through the Spirit Realm, sneak into the Spirit Realm at any time, and land in other places in reality."

Nie Longding's pupils turned green, revealing a look of longing.

"Kid, do you understand? This is the first batch of tickets for the new era; those who obtain these tickets will make even the ghosts and gods need us, and will make reality worship us!"

"Right now you consider me a criminal, but by that time, the hundreds of people used today will only become insignificant, trivial footnotes in the historical materials of a great figure."

The voice echoed in the floor where dust drifted and resentment lingered.

Inside that large hole that had been punched through, a staff tip poked up.

Seeing Chu Tianshu and Nie Longding's gazes collided for a moment.

The staff-wielder seemed to hesitate; the staff tip stopped at that position and did not continue to rise.

"Building your throne on the lives of the public and showing off your achievements, then this new era you speak of..."

Seeing Chu Tianshu asked calmly, "What difference does it have from the old era?"

"In the past, those guys in high places ate people, but at least they had to boil them; in the future, the lackeys will prepare it for them, even more meticulously—just take a breath from afar; it's soft on the palate and goes down smooth, right?"

Seeing Chu Tianshu raised his long sword, which was burning with a thin, pure flame, telling a hellish joke that wasn't funny.

"I originally thought that our era was at least better than many periods in history books, where in nightmares one would only dream of beasts eating people, not people eating people."

"I didn't expect that there really would be someone so impatient to throw themselves into that kind of era."

"You people are really disgusting; don't you consider at all how everyone will feel when they dream in the future!!"

The flame on the sword surged in an instant, actually burning onto Seeing Chu Tianshu's forearm.

The transparent firelight enveloped his entire right forearm, yet it did not harm his clothing or skin.

That was because Seeing Chu Tianshu's murderous intent had climbed once again.

He suddenly moved his sword and lunged at Nie Longding.

Although the flame only enveloped his forearm.

But as this sword thrust out, the feeling it gave people was that of an entire human-shaped mass of firelight rushing toward them.

One couldn't see the person at all, only the fire.

And not just ordinary fire, but the kind of fire that was transparent with a bright white hue, making one's instincts feel terror.

Yin Fengxin shook his head and smiled, "I don't know how to appreciate paintings. This thing has been gathering dust under my bed. It's better to give it to someone who truly likes it."

Seeing Chu Tianshu hadn't studied illusion arts, but this sword strike of his, upholding his own extreme emotions, happened to bring out the greatest characteristic of his mental energy.

Nie Longding, suddenly encountering this sword, felt for a fleeting moment that the ceiling, the floor, the surrounding beams, and the potted plants further away had all disappeared.

All things lost their color, leaving only a mass of expanding bright white firelight in front, crushing toward him.

His eyes were terrified; subconsciously, his body dodged to the right, and as soon as his right hand lifted, his body followed.

He almost used his right hand and the blade to drive his body, moving at full speed to the right.

Nie Longding completely dodged this lunge from Seeing Chu Tianshu, and even in the instantaneous change, he still had room to change moves and fight.

But Seeing Chu Tianshu had already sprinted two large steps, long sword in front, piercing through the wind, and killed his way to the vicinity of the altar.

The jade statue, like a small pebble bounced up by a trampoline, jumped abruptly and landed on Wang Zifang's back.

Liu Tianxu, who had been holding it in until now, let out a shrill, hateful scream.

"Li Shizhen, Li Sanqi, it really is your sword!"

"It's your grandfather."

Seeing Chu Tianshu flicked his wrist, and the sword hummed as it changed direction, thrusting forward.

Wang Zifang's face revealed a look of fear, but his hands were scarlet as blood, making one feel that his entire body's physical strength had been manipulated by the statue's mental energy and pressed onto his palms, which then closed toward the center.

He felt deep regret—with his meager abilities, why did he have to participate in such a massive ritual? But it was too late for regret now.

Even though all his physical energy had been stimulated, his hands shattered the moment they touched the blade.

The sword body pierced through his body, and then his entire body exploded.

In the blood mist, the sword body continued forward.

The obstruction caused by the statue's mental energy was struck by the sword tip into layers of ripples.

This old thing, presumably, must be the Longhua Sect leader; to be in such a ghostly, crippled state and still dare to come out and jump around as the center of the ritual.

Truly, courting death!

In Seeing Chu Tianshu's eyes, there also seemed to be fire; blue veins like lightning crawled from his forearm to the back of his hand, the blade vibrated, and its trajectory remained straight.

Ding!!

Amidst the statue's screaming, its forehead was struck; cracks spread throughout its body, and it fell apart, with every single fragment smaller than a human fingernail.

Yet, the speed at which the fragments flew out seemed even slower than the speed at which Seeing Chu Tianshu turned around.

He had already turned back, holding his sword horizontally to block a desperate, urgent assassination strike.

Clang!!!

The sound of blade and sword colliding, the sound of wind, and the sound of fragments hitting the ground mixed together.

Nie Longding's blade strike had been a rapid pursuit, while Seeing Chu Tianshu's sword strike was a defensive turn.

Who exerted force more smoothly was clear at a glance.

However, Seeing Chu Tianshu only vibrated back an inch under his feet, his heel sinking into the tile and concrete, and he steadied himself.

The hand holding the long sword horizontally had protruding knuckles, the fingertips were pale and flat, and the skin seemed about to be torn apart by his own strength, but his arm did not move a single bit.

Nie Longding's blade was nearly a straight edge, and being blocked by his horizontal sword, it was forced to show a clear bend.

In that just-concluded thrust and the subsequent horizontal block, Seeing Chu Tianshu deeply felt what was meant by "fist intent."

The fury of wind and thunder, sweeping away the turbid air of the world!

Even in defense, there was this kind of will.

Fist intent is practiced out of fist techniques, but to truly use it to exert one's physical limit, one must also be a practitioner of fist techniques who deeply identifies with that will.

Nie Longding's strike was blocked, his eyes splitting with rage as he looked at those statue fragments that still had fluorescent light: "My ritual!!"

Seeing Chu Tianshu stared at the old thing opposite him.

You want to stir up trouble, that's fine, but could you at least have a shred of a bottom line?

You just have to step on everyone's heads, turn everyone's sweet dreams into nightmares, and make those having nightmares feel even more disgusted.

Then, I will smash your sweet dreams to pieces first!!

My token only eats evil spirits.

And I am here...

To devour all evil!!

(End of chapter)