[{"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-81":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},2267026,4426,"Chapter 81: As Thunder Stills Its Roar","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-81",81,"\u003Cp>THUD!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the two figures landed, their feet shattered the concrete floor, cracking it in several places.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One held a knife, the other a sword; both radiated astonishing aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their appearances were vastly different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired elder with the knife wore a suit, dress pants, and leather shoes—elegant and luxurious—but dozens of bloodstains covered his body; though most wounds had healed, only torn fabric remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet blood still seeped from his shoulder, waist, and two or three other spots, too fresh to heal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man with the sword had eyebrows slightly raised and thickened from the strain of his entire body tensing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet apart from faint wisps of steam rising from his skin and his flushed complexion, he showed not a single wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What were you laughing at just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu exhaled a puff of white mist; even amid this song, he felt an unusual sense of release.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Great Wall stands forever, hahaha! It seems that even when ghosts and gods act openly, they still haven’t shaken our world!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Longding knew all hope was lost; his expression turned blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Singing at a time like this? Does singing actually work here? And you even got the lyrics out of order?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Longding’s gaze shifted slightly, noticing the crowd over there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Song breaks spells—Shen Yuntai, it really is you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuntai stared at him for a moment, then said, “This song was chosen by Ajun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle Nie.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Jun’s face showed little change, yet between his brows, complexity twisted like two dying silkworms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not until deep autumn will he die; even seeing autumn, he still refuses to yield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Longding had already turned his gaze away, fixing it on Chu Tianshu, yet he spoke: “Ajun, in my plans, I never imagined I’d see you here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Jun spoke with difficulty, “I’ve dreamed of this many times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was indeed the one who received the most of Nie Longding’s true teachings—even the secret arts of the two ghost cards, he mastered thoroughly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he never sought out malevolent spirits to keep by his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t afraid he couldn’t subdue one or two malevolent spirits; he was afraid of his adoptive father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he truly kept two malevolent spirits beside him, he would become too much like Nie Longding’s heir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in the businesses Nie Longding entrusted to him, would there be things he absolutely could not accept?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always feared this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially after Nie Longding recovered from his serious illness a few years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Jun felt his adoptive father had treated that illness as a trial, and after surviving it, he became even more determined, more spirited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That made him even more afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he had indeed dreamed many times of meeting his adoptive father on a battlefield—even if not today’s scene, perhaps another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could wake himself up to escape the dream’s situation, avoiding any choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But reality had finally forced him into the very scenario of his dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Jun suddenly took one step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I truly didn’t know what choice I’d make if I stood opposite Uncle Nie.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seemed so impossibly hard, so I evaded too many times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Longding paid no mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re just a child. You once evaded the position I assigned you, so you were unimportant in my enterprises. Later, you evaded the spirit-nurturing arts—you lacked combat power, so today, you’re unimportant here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Longding’s voice was flat, yet it carried mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The most tragic thing isn’t my child standing against me—it’s you, who don’t even carry the weight of a choice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think you can plead for me with weak words, to your superior, to your partner?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Jun remained calm: “My choice may not matter, but I must still make it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only now, facing this, do I realize the answer was already in my heart—just two sentences.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands hung at his sides, each holding a playing card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Minister, please guide me on when to strike.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was spoken to his senior; the other was for Nie Longding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was serious—even in another setting, even if Nie Longding held the upper hand, he would say this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, please fight your final battle in life!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Longding’s face had already been pale, but upon hearing this, it turned even “slightly whiter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, good, Ajun—you’ve become a man!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But your playing cards are useless now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Longding suddenly slashed off his own left arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The severed limb flew into the air, spurting blood in a violent burst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, he held the knife horizontally before his chest, his demeanor strangely serene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The robes of the swordmaster seemed to overlay his body, sleeves fluttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath cherry blossoms, blades crossed in meditation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he added to this strike a dominance even the swordmaster had never possessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before five hundred men, he meditated with knife held crosswise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The concrete floor cracked and sank five to six centimeters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The armless knife-wielder shifted from absolute stillness to motion, lunging straight forward—his body light as if he’d shed not just an arm, but gravity itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blade strike without touching the ground, thrusting straight to Chu Tianshu’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu’s pupils contracted; his right-hand sword suddenly shot forward, released from his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHING!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sword pierced Nie Longding mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His forward momentum was entirely negated; a gaping hole opened in his chest, blood spraying backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body flipped backward and crashed to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Three-Seven Divine Sword flew upward, far into the boundary mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to the overflow zone’s peculiar nature, anything entering the mist would be shot back out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the divine sword returned, its speed diminished, forming a parabolic arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, its tip downward, it plunged into the sandy ground not far behind Nie Longding’s corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People had vaguely sensed the old man was no good—likely the mastermind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the sight of the sword flying through the air, piercing through flesh—this was too much for their nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone instinctively stepped back, putting more distance between themselves and the large pool of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After realizing Nie Longding’s self-healing came from ghosts, Chu Tianshu adopted a strategy of overwhelming the enemy with a barrage of hidden weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ghostly self-healing doesn’t arise from nothing—Nie Longding had to channel his mental energy to sustain it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they jumped from the third floor, Nie Longding’s mental and ghostly energy was nearly exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His self-amputation, using excruciating pain to stimulate his spirit, was meant to unleash the last remnants of the swordmaster’s soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This move slightly surprised Chu Tianshu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But against Chu Tianshu, who still had abundant physical strength, this strike posed no great threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you could’ve acted all along.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Jun stared at the corpse, speaking to Chu Tianshu: “Was this deliberate—to give me a chance to speak?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Am I that thoughtful? Hah. I just jumped from the third floor, and my heels hurt a bit—I needed a moment to catch my breath.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu relaxed, exhaled a long, hot breath upward, and the redness across his skin faded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But some things are better said out loud—if left unsaid, they fester into knots later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Jun whispered: “Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem. Today’s fight was satisfying… Look over there—the mist is clearing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Tianshu glanced at his token screen, then toward the boundary, and suddenly remembered something—he turned to find Shen Yuntai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, Minister Shen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This incident alone involved over five hundred people within the overflow zone. The fog covered the building—outside, it must’ve been very noticeable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can we still keep this supernatural incident hidden?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuntai had just been pleased that such a major event caused so few civilian casualties, waving to the six bodyguards on the third floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, her face instantly turned sour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1294,"2026-06-19T20:45:51.976Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3fd41e3600a03c9176ec519af90b2c7ca6372b7ab7693b6c91476274f39022d6","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-82","devouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-chapter-80",155,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdevouring-evil-exterminating-demons-across-all-h-cover.jpg"]