Chapter 295: Dual Pupils Are the Path to Invincibility; Extra Bones Mean Extra Paths

Shi Yi’s breath suddenly caught, his dual pupils glowing with rune-light, as if trying to pierce the future and find a way to evade this punch.

Yet no matter how he looked, he saw only himself struck by this fist, his skull exploding.

No blocking, no resisting—only death lay ahead!

Shi Yi could not accept this outcome; he let out a low roar as his body erupted in brilliant radiance.

With a thunderous boom, runes appeared around him, and most terrifyingly, ten celestial caverns materialized, hovering behind him, spewing endless essence.

Moreover, four of these caverns blazed with the brightest light, their aura utterly distinct from the other six, as if each harbored a divine spirit.

Inside one cavern was a five-colored peacock, spreading its wings and crying out, showering down dazzling light, powerful and awe-inspiring.

Inside another was a bì’àn, ferocious beyond measure, shaped like a divine tiger with dragon horns, its entire body radiating blinding light that stabbed the eyes, roaring with its head raised.

Inside the third was a golden roc, forged from gold, its eyes like lightning, its whole body surging with golden radiance, as if a primordial heavenly god had returned!

Inside the fourth cavern erupted blinding lightning, like wild thunder serpents writhing through the void, their movements impossible to predict.

Four caverns glowed, each housing a terrifying lifeform—the five-colored peacock, the bì’àn, the golden roc—circling Shi Yi, dazzling light-rain dancing around him, making him appear as the King of Gods, looking down upon mortals with disdain.

“Transformation Realm?”

Wu Xian raised an eyebrow; he could sense Shi Yi’s aura—not only had he pushed the Celestial Cavern Realm to its limit, opening ten caverns, but he had also taken another step forward, becoming a Transformation Realm cultivator, even beginning to nurture living spirits within his caverns, merging them with his own divine arts and lifeforms, now half a step away from the Ultimate Realm.

Added to his dual pupils and Supreme Bone, he was now capable of standing against most Mingwen Realm cultivators, with a strong chance of victory.

No wonder—the dual pupil bearer; this talent is unparalleled in history. Even the Huangtiandi , in pure cultivation speed, could not fully crush him.

Too bad…

Wu Xian’s eyes narrowed slightly; he did not increase the power in his fist, maintaining its original speed as it advanced.

An indescribably powerful will pressed against the void, emitting a cry like a mirror shattering under unbearable strain.

The next instant, the plain fist imprint met the four supreme divine arts—after barely a second of stalemate, the scales tipped decisively.

The radiant peacock emitting five-colored divine light—shattered.

The bì’àn roaring with head raised—decapitated.

The golden roc forged from gold—cracked apart.

The lightning-wrapped thunder serpent—dissolved.

Four supreme divine arts, four primordial divine beasts—all shattered by this single punch, offering no resistance, as if mere decorations.

Shi Yi stared in disbelief, but he did not surrender; his dual pupils spun wildly, shooting out terrifying patterns, accompanied by divine tones, as a hazy glow composed of mysterious runes enveloped the space before him.

The scene was astonishing, like the opening of heaven—the hazy glow resembled chaotic qi, surging violently.

“Dual pupils… open…”

“Open your damn ass!!”

BOOM————!!

One punch slammed down; the chaotic glow shattered instantly like a mirror, and Wu Xian’s fist drove deep into Shi Yi’s face.

In slow motion, Shi Yi’s handsome features twisted and compressed, his skin quivering, then as his body flew backward, blood and shattered teeth sprayed everywhere.

But it wasn’t over—just as Shi Yi was about to crash into the cavern wall, he suddenly felt his ankle tighten, followed by endless, dizzying spinning and excruciating pain.

BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOMLONGLONG————!!

The camera pulled back: the cavern, as spacious as a basketball court, kicked up clouds of dust, yet the scene within was brutally savage.

Wu Xian gripped Shi Yi’s ankle and wildly swung his arm, unleashing chaotic, unrelenting blows—creating one crater after another inside the cavern.

His furious posture paid perfect homage to the iconic scene from Avengers: Age of Ultron—even the Hulk would have nodded in approval.

Unlike his earlier beating of Shi Hao, Wu Xian’s treatment of Shi Yi was vastly different—he was determined to beat him until he died, showing zero mercy.

This wasn’t just because Shi Yi was the mastermind behind his suffering in the Second Ancestral Land; more importantly, Wu Xian had always disliked this guy since reading the novel in his past life.

Betraying his younger brother, stealing his bone—though despicable, such villainous acts were understandable for an early antagonist; otherwise, the plot couldn’t progress.

But what Wu Xian could not tolerate was that this bastard didn’t care at all about his mother’s life—or rather, her death was almost entirely his doing.

True, Shi Yi’s mother wasn’t good, but everything she did was for Shi Yi; had Shi Yi not deliberately leaked the news that Shi Hao possessed the Supreme Bone, none of these tragedies would have occurred.

Later, when the truth came out, he smoothly shifted all blame onto his mother, and even when she died, not a single tear fell from his eyes.

What kind of ultimate newborn sun is this? And yet the novel still tried to redeem him later?

Frankly, Wu Xian couldn’t understand—and was deeply shaken. Even the plot where Shi Yi later returned his essence blood to Shi Hao to help him defeat a powerful enemy couldn’t make him accept it.

“Essence blood? Big deal. Give me one minute—I’ll drain it all clean, not even a single red blood cell left!”

“So… this guy? Kill him.”

Thinking this, Wu Xian slowly stopped his “Hellish Bliss Drop,” dropped Shi Yi to the ground, and watched him barely breathing, yet his right dual pupil faintly glowed white, radiating vigorous life-force, attempting to heal his wounds.

“Hmph. Dual pupils…”

Seeing this, Wu Xian snorted, then raised his hand and flung a vast array of runes—barely discernible as the Eight Trigrams—landing fully upon Shi Yi.

Instantly, the white light in his right eye dimmed; the power of his dual pupils was suppressed, utterly still, even the strange pupils clouded over with gray, losing all luster.

“Y-you… what did you do to me!”

The world plunged into darkness; Shi Yi’s voice trembled—for the first time in his life, he felt something akin to fear.

He was still just a child barely over ten; even if his temperament was calm and ruthless, facing a cultivator weaker than himself beating him senseless, while his prized dual pupils lost their light, he felt his cultivation foundation cracking.

“I heard you like fighting with your eyes closed. I’ll oblige you.”

Wu Xian crouched beside him, voice low: “Dual pupils are the path to invincibility, extra bones mean extra paths… hmm, you thought it was so sweet, but you took what wasn’t yours. If so, you should’ve been ready to pay the price.”

“Y-you’re—!”

Hearing this, Shi Yi’s dull dual pupils contracted sharply, and even the bone in his chest grew warm.

“Relax. I’m not him, and I won’t kill you now—you’re a decent whetstone. Dying so soon would be a waste.”

“As for what comes next… enjoy being blind.”

With that, Wu Xian kicked Shi Yi’s head with precise force, sending him into unconsciousness—he would not awaken for about a day.

During this time, no one would notice the anomaly here, for when Wu Xian first entered this cavern, he had already set up an array to conceal all disturbances—so no one had sensed the brutal battle that had taken place.

“Entertainment’s over. Time to attend to real business.”

Wu Xian stretched, then stepped forward; in a twist of light and shadow, he left the cavern, heading toward the region of the Gourd Vine Spirit, as directed by the “Senior Brother Xiao.”

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