20demayo Chapter 26: Eliminating Hidden Dangers
Chapter 26: Eliminating Hidden Dangers
Inside the tent, the light was dim, with only a few rays of sunlight filtering through the gaps, illuminating the trails of drifting dust.
Xuan Tianyi sat alone on the ground, his aura weak and his face still pale, looking no different from an ordinary injured person who was still recovering from serious injuries and was deficient in both qi and blood.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, his breathing becoming deep and shallow, as if he had sunk into the deepest state of meditation.
However, deep within his consciousness, a completely different scene unfolded.
The "Eight Scenes Mystic Fate Lamp" floated silently in the chaotic void between his brows, its clear, glass-like flame burning steadily, casting a warm, gentle glow.
Like a gentle, warm current, it slowly nourishes and repairs the almost depleted divine soul power that had suffered a backlash from forcibly activating thunder magic far beyond the ordinary.
The excruciating and tearing pain originating from the depths of the soul is gradually subsiding under the soothing moonlight.
Even more mysterious is his spiritual perception, in this process of depletion and replenishment, destruction and reconstruction,
It seems to have been refined and made more refined and perceptive, and its insight into the surrounding environment has been elevated to a whole new level.
The slightest sound from the outside world: the slightly heavy breathing of the guards outside the tent, the suppressed sobs of the refugees in the distance, the whistling of the night wind through the treetops, even the tiny wriggling of insects in the soil...
All of this is clearly reflected in his "heart lake," with every detail clearly visible.
"Forcibly activating the Zhen trigram jade token to summon heavenly thunder to slay the demon came at a great cost."
Damage to the meridians and internal organs can be treated with elixirs, but this deficiency of spirit and soul, if not for the Eight Scenery Mystic Life Lamp protecting and nourishing it, would probably have already damaged its very foundation, or even caused the soul to dissipate.
Xuan Tianyi pondered to himself, fully aware of his current weakened state.
Fortunately, the bottle of Rejuvenation Pill that Yan Jun had just sent arrived at the perfect time.
Although this elixir is not a precious medicine specifically for nourishing the spirit, it has remarkable effects on stabilizing qi and blood, warming and nourishing the meridians, and accelerating the recovery of physical injuries.
Without hesitation, he swallowed and refined the medicine, feeling its gentle yet continuous power dissipate in his nearly parched meridians, like rain after a long drought, slowly but steadily repairing the damaged areas.
"Amidst internal and external troubles..."
He exhaled a breath of stale air, his breath still weak.
"Although the Rat Demon has been eliminated and the overt evildoers have been eliminated, there is still that one that even the Qi Observation Technique cannot clearly detect..."
The ringleader, always lurking in the shadows, is like the most insidious venomous snake; never showing his face, yet all the more chilling.
Previously, she risked "fishing," even at the cost of tarnishing her own reputation, staging a drama of "frivolous Liu Ruyan."
The purpose was to create the illusion of being seriously injured and weak, mentally unstable, morally flawed, and alienated by others, so as to turn oneself into the most tempting "bait".
"I've feigned weakness to embolden the enemy. I've placed my weakness in the most obvious place... even at the cost of my reputation..."
Xuan Tianyi's lips curled into a cold smile.
"Old fox, I've created such a good opportunity for you... A Body Tempering Realm youth who can summon heavenly lightning, severely injured, mentally unstable, and ostracized and isolated by the team..."
"You wouldn't... be too scared to come, would you?"
He silently recited the mantra, his mind like the tautest bowstring, or the most patient hunter, quietly spreading out his keenest senses.
The focus of perception covers a ten-zhang radius around oneself, especially those corners where emotions are abnormal and auras are obscure.
As time passed, the camp gradually returned to order from the chaos following the great battle.
The wounded were treated in a centralized manner, the dead were simply buried, and the soldiers and the refugees who were still able to move reinforced the makeshift fortifications and set up guard posts under strict command.
Sadness, fear, and the relief of surviving the ordeal permeated the camp, but overall things remained relatively calm.
However, Xuan Tianyi's keen senses detected a few discordant noises.
Whispers arise and spread in the shadows.
At first, there were only sporadic complaints and sobs, about deceased relatives, about the arduous escape, and about despair for the future.
But soon, these voices were cleverly guided, amplified, and distorted.
"Waaah... My man is dead... He didn't have to die..."
"It's all that fortune teller's fault! If he hadn't been spouting nonsense and insisted on changing our route to this godforsaken place, we wouldn't have encountered these monsters!"
"Yes! It's him! What bullshit heavenly lightning! It's probably just some evil magic he summoned that attracted these demons!"
"I think he's a jinx! A jinx! Nothing good has happened since he came!"
"Captain Yan and Doctor Liu must have been deceived by him too!"
"And just now... he actually dared to... Bah! A beast in human form! What kind of hero is he, just a lecher!"
These sounds were initially scattered, but gradually converged, like streams forming an undercurrent.
Among the crowd, several faces, their eyes gleaming with grief and indignation, tearfully recounted their misfortunes, their words highly inflammatory.
The source of all the disasters was precisely pointed to Xuan Tianyi's suggestion to change course and his evil magic of summoning lightning;
Even his "frivolous" behavior towards Liu Ruyan was distorted into a premeditated act of revealing his true nature.
Sadness and fear, under deliberate manipulation, quickly ferment into displaced anger and blind hatred.
"Come out! Let that kid come out and explain himself!"
"Captain Yan! Doctor Liu! You must stand up for us!"
"Hand him over! He'll pay with his life!"
"Yes! Pay with your life!"
A wave of discontent began to gather and surged toward the tent where Xuan Tianyi was located.
It started with a few refugees who had been incited and had actually lost their loved ones. Their eyes were bloodshot, their expressions were agitated, and they were blinded by grief and fear.
Immediately afterwards, some soldiers and guards who were already dissatisfied with Xuan Tianyi's show-off or frivolous behavior were also infected by the emotions and joined the ranks of those condemning him.
Cries, shouts, and shoving mingled together, spreading rapidly like a flood breaking through a dam.
The crowd grew larger and larger, their emotions becoming increasingly agitated. They brandished makeshift weapons, farm tools, and even their bare fists, spitting as they spoke.
Her eyes were filled with the pain of losing loved ones and the blind hatred she had been led to vent, and she used Xuan Tianyi as an outlet for all her misfortunes.
"Captain Yan! Doctor Liu! Are you still going to protect this monster?"
"They must be severely punished! To comfort the soul of the deceased in heaven!"
"Kill him! Kill this scourge!"
The crowd surged to the tent and was barely held back by the heavily guarded personnel, but the crowd was so large that it looked like it was about to get out of control.
The guards were sweating profusely and shouted sternly, but to little avail.
Inside the tent, Xuan Tianyi struggled to lift his eyelids, his eyes revealing just the right amount of bewilderment, panic, and a hint of grief and indignation at being wronged.
His lips moved as if he wanted to explain something, but due to the severity of his injuries and difficulty breathing, he could only make weak hoarse sounds. His face flushed an abnormal red due to agitation.
His face then turned even paler, and he pointed a trembling finger at the furious crowd outside the tent, his eyes filled with unbelievable despair.
This helpless and speechless appearance only further agitated those who were being incited.
"Look! He has nothing to say!"
"Feeling guilty! You freak!"
"Get out here! What are you doing hiding inside!"
Several burly men, completely incited and out of their minds, began to attempt to break through the guard's defensive line.
The situation was on the verge of escalating from a verbal argument into a violent conflict.
Just then—
"What are you doing! What are you all doing! Stand back! Anyone who dares to storm the camp will be court-martialed!"
A furious roar, like a thunderclap, temporarily silenced some of the commotion.
Uncle Lin, his chest wrapped in blood-stained bandages, was being helped by Ali and several other familiar guards, leading a group of relatively clear-headed refugees.
They pushed their way through the crowd and stood in front of the tent, forming a thin but resolute human wall together with the heavily guarded personnel.
Uncle Lin's face was sallow from blood loss and agitation, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.
He held his chipped, broken knife horizontally, glaring at the enraged crowd, his voice hoarse yet resonant:
"Do you have any conscience?! Do you have any brains?! Last night, if it weren't for Brother Xuan risking his life to warn us, fighting that evil man to the death, and even summoning heavenly lightning to kill the Rat Demon at the cost of his life..."
You people have long since become food and excrement for those monsters! How could you still be alive to shout here!
"Ungrateful! Worse than pigs and dogs!"
Ali brandished his iron rod, roaring furiously with his face flushed red.
But as his gaze swept over those grief-stricken and distorted faces, especially when he saw a few familiar faces—faces he had fought alongside just yesterday but now filled with hatred—a trace of pain and complexity flickered deep within his eyes.
After all, the rerouting did bring huge casualties and uncertainties, and this resentment is not entirely unfounded.
"Lin Datou! Stop pretending to be a good guy! Who knows if that thunderbolt was a backlash from evil magic!"
"Exactly! He was the one who suggested changing the route, and we only encountered the monster after that! What a coincidence!"
"How could a mere Body Tempering Realm kid kill a Star Sea Realm monster? He must have used evil magic, or maybe he's in cahoots with those monsters!"
"Yes! It's all in cahoots! A ruse!"
Sharp rebuttals immediately rang out from the crowd, their words vicious and aimed directly at the core issue, attempting to completely label Xuan Tianyi as an accomplice of evil.
The explanations offered by Uncle Lin and others appeared so pale and powerless in the face of overwhelming public opinion and deliberate manipulation.
Despite their best efforts to defend it, the public was filled with indignation, like a small boat in a storm, about to be swallowed up.
Xuan Tianyi's "Qi Observation Technique" and keen perception were operating at their peak at this moment.
He clearly "saw" that among the group of protectors brought by Uncle Lin, two people had shifty eyes, and although they shouted loudly, they quietly moved backward.
They seem ready to withdraw at any moment, more like deliberately stirring up trouble and creating the illusion of poor maintenance and disunity.
Among the enraged crowd, there were three or four faces that appeared to be filled with grief and indignation, with tears streaming down their faces.
But deep within his eyes lay a terrifying calmness, like the hand behind a puppet, precisely guiding the direction of his emotions.
"As expected... they're taking advantage of the chaos, stirring up public opinion, creating disorder, and then... striking while the situation is in disarray, or forcing me to leave my shelter and be left alone..."
Xuan Tianyi sneered inwardly. The opponent's methods were not particularly sophisticated, but they were exceptionally effective in this environment where everyone had just experienced a fierce battle, was insecure, and their emotions were easily volatile.
Just as this chaos reached its peak and was almost completely out of control!
"Ahem... Everyone, quiet down! Quiet down! Let this old man say something fair!"
A hoarse, aged voice, weak and trembling, filled with violent coughing and panting, rang out.
The sound wasn't loud, but it strangely carried a calming power, or rather, it attracted the attention of most people.
There stood an old man dressed in tattered hemp clothing, his body hunched over almost to the point of collapse, his hair sparse and gray, and his face ashen, as if he had been ill for a long time.
Leaning on a crooked wooden stick, he shakily and unsteadily squeezed out from behind the crowd of "protectors".
As he walked, he coughed violently, as if he might die at any moment. His cloudy old eyes were filled with pity and heartache, successfully attracting the attention of most people.
He first looked at the indignant crowd with a pained expression, then turned to the tent that Uncle Lin and the others were protecting behind them.
His gaze fell on Xuan Tianyi's indistinct figure behind the tent flap, and he sighed deeply, pounding his chest and stamping his feet, his voice filled with helplessness and indignation:
"What a tragedy... what a tragedy... this young man... sigh, this old man sees clearly, he's so young, perhaps his intentions were good."
I wanted to offer some guidance... but ultimately, I'm young and impetuous, and my skills are lacking. This divination... I'm afraid it wasn't accurate!
He successfully suppressed some of the commotion by adopting the stance of a neutral elder and speaking fairly, drawing everyone's attention to himself.
At the same time, naturally, following the words, she slowly moved her feet and approached the tent where Xuan Tianyi was.
"...You've killed so many people, so many lives! Even if it wasn't intentional, you can't escape this sin!"
The old man shook his head painfully, tears welling up in his cloudy eyes, and finally managed to move with difficulty to within three steps of Xuan Tianyi.
This distance might be a step away for an ordinary person, but for some beings, it is already a fatal attack range.
He extended a withered, skeletal hand, covered in age spots and grime, trembling as if to pat Xuan Tianyi on the shoulder in a gesture of comfort and admonition.
Inside the tent, Xuan Tianyi was still weakly leaning against the bedding, his eyelids drooping, his breath faint. He seemed completely unaware of the old man's approach, or rather, he was too weak to react.
Just as the old man's withered hand was about to touch Xuan Tianyi's shoulder—
A sudden change has occurred!
The feigned pity, helplessness, and heartache on the old man's face receded like the tide.
In an instant, it transformed into utter, undisguised ferocity, greed, and the ecstatic joy of certain victory!
Those originally cloudy old eyes suddenly burst forth with a ghastly green, eerie light, like that of a rat!
"You brat! I've taken your body and your secrets! Now, get on your way!"
A sharp, cold, malevolent, and corrosive mental intent, like an invisible, poisoned ice spike,
Carrying a malevolent power capable of instantly shattering the soul of an ordinary Body Tempering Realm cultivator, it ignores the barriers of the physical body.
Suddenly, it shot out from between the old man's eyebrows, and with a speed beyond thought, it pierced straight into Xuan Tianyi's sea of consciousness between his eyebrows!
This attack was insidious, swift, and stealthy!
They seized the perfect opportunity when Xuan Tianyi was seriously injured and weak, his mind was in disarray, and he was isolated and helpless under the condemnation of the crowd.
They even used the old man's own frail and harmless appearance as cover to launch a sudden attack!
This was a long-planned, decisive blow!
The old man seemed to already see his meticulously refined "Shadow Rat Soul Split," specializing in possession and soul-devouring, forcefully breaking into the other's sea of consciousness.
Then devour its soul, possess this peerless treasure body that can "attract heavenly thunder," and read the "wonderful" vision of that coveted secret!
however--
Just moments before that mental spike was about to touch Xuan Tianyi's brow, and he could even feel the warmth of the blood flowing beneath—
Xuan Tianyi's eyelids, which had been hanging low and seemed drowsy, suddenly lifted up!
Where was there even a trace of confusion, panic, grief, and weakness in those eyes?
All that remained was an absolute calm like that of a frozen snowfield, a sharpness that pierced through all fog, and a trace of...
A subtle, undisguised mockery and sarcasm!
Even if you change your appearance and hide your aura, so what?
Rats will eventually have to come out of their holes!
A faint, cold smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his lips moved slightly.
A faint sound, as thin as a mosquito's buzz, yet clearly transmitted through the spiritual connection and into the old man's soul, like the whisper of death, rang out leisurely:
"You little rat hiding your head and tail...you've finally decided to show yourself."
"What?!"
The warning signs in the old man's heart erupted like a volcano!
But it was too late!
His long-awaited attack to seize the body was like the sharpest spear, thrusting out with all his might, leaving no room for retreat!
And just as his spiritual spike pierced Xuan Tianyi's brow and entered the other's sea of consciousness through that invisible soul passage—
He felt he had succeeded!
Because the spiritual tendrils broke through that fragile barrier without any hindrance and entered the other person's soul world!
But this joy didn't even last a fraction of a second before it turned into boundless, soul-freezing horror and despair!
"Where...where am I?! No—!!!"
The old man's consciousness let out a shrill scream that was so shrill it was twisted and filled with extreme fear!
What he saw was far from the image of a Body Tempering Realm cultivator's undeveloped, fragile, and chaotic sea of consciousness!
Instead, it was a vast, boundless, hazy void, as if the universe had never been created!
An indescribable, incomprehensible, and seemingly supreme, ancient, and immense pressure, originating from the beginning of the universe, the source of all things;
Like the weight of the entire galaxy and the whole world, it crashed down upon his invading consciousness!
Faced with this overwhelming pressure, he felt like a speck of dust in a raging storm, or an ant before an endless abyss—small, fragile, and insignificant!
Even our thoughts will be frozen and crushed!
"Spirit, spirit, mystery, technique?"
A cold, indifferent voice, seemingly as ruthless as the laws of nature, yet carrying a clear hint of mockery.
The voices resounded simultaneously in every corner and every inch of this chaotic void, and it was Xuan Tianyi's will!
"Old man, of all places to choose, you had to come here... You really know how to pick your own grave!"
"Buzz—!!!"
In the next instant, chaos surged, and the cycle of earth, fire, water, and wind repeated itself!
A colossal, slowly rotating "Primordial Taiji Bagua Diagram," seemingly containing the ultimate principles of the universe and suppressing all ages and desolations, unfolded like a scroll in this chaotic void!
The Yin-Yang symbol, with its distinct black and white, is like the core of the universe, radiating an aura of infinite creation and destruction!
The eight trigrams—Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui—brighten and radiate light, their runes appearing and disappearing, evolving into the endless mysteries and immense power of heaven, earth, wind, thunder, water, fire, mountain, and marsh!
At the core of this Tai Chi Bagua diagram, where Yin and Yang meet;
An octagonal palace lantern with an ancient and mysterious shape, engraved with countless incomprehensible Taoist patterns, a flame as clear as glass, and a warm yet majestic light, is quietly suspended in the air!
The lamplight flickered gently, its soft glow seemingly freezing time and space, illuminating all things.
It also has an innate and absolute power to restrain and purify the evil, filthy, greedy, and wicked soul of the old man!
"No! Impossible! This... what kind of treasure is this?! You... what kind of monster are you?! No—!!!"
Under the utterly irresistible, incomprehensible, and far beyond his comprehension, the old man's consciousness let out a final, desperate wail.
He felt that the wisp of his incredibly resilient and vicious split soul, which he had condensed over decades of cultivating the "Soul-Devouring Rat Demon Art,"
Before this lamp and this picture, we are as small and fragile as dewdrops under the sun, or snowflakes close to the sun!
He tried to struggle, to sever the connection, to detonate the wisp of his soul to escape, but all his thoughts were crushed by the immense pressure the moment they arose.
The lamp trembled only slightly.
An invisible and intangible yet irresistible suction force was generated, like a black hole at the beginning of the universe, or like a whale sucking in water;
In an instant, it severed his wisp of main consciousness, along with the hidden connection between it and his main soul.
As easily as tearing a spider's silk, it forcibly pulled from the other end of the "passage" and completely dragged into this "sea of consciousness universe" absolutely dominated by Xuan Tianyi!
"No--!!!"
Outside, the feigned grief and sorrow on the hunched old man's face instantly froze completely.
Then it twisted into a grotesque expression of extreme fear and disbelief.
A short, sharp, inhuman scream escaped its lips, and its pupils dilated instantly, losing all their luster.
His body convulsed violently, as if all the bones had been removed, and then he fell straight backward.
"Thump!"
His body slammed onto the cold ground, raising a few specks of dust. He was completely lifeless, his life force extinguished in an instant!
Until his death, his face remained frozen in extreme fear and contortion, as if in his final moments.
He witnessed a true terror and despair that was beyond his comprehension!
He never dreamed that his meticulously planned and seemingly foolproof soul-possession would turn into walking into a trap.
He crashed headlong into an incomprehensible, impregnable Great Wall of steel, manifested from the highest Dao!
No, it's a black hole that devours everything!
As the old man's main soul was completely devoured, suppressed, and refined by the "Eight Scenery Mystic Fate Lamp";
A pure and powerful soul force was extracted and refined, eventually transforming into drops of crystal-clear and concentrated "lamp oil" that dripped into the lamp.
The lamp flame made a soft "poof" sound, seemingly brightening and solidifying by a tiny bit.
A cool, refreshing, and enlightening feeling instantly flowed through Xuan Tianyi's soul.
This immediately invigorated him, making his mind clearer and more expansive. The fatigue and hidden injuries to his soul caused by forcibly activating the thunder technique earlier were gone.
In an instant, most of it was soothed, and the total amount and purity of spiritual energy both increased visibly!
As a result, my thinking seems to become more agile and insightful.
[Successfully refined and absorbed the remnant soul of a fourth-level Star Sea Realm martial artist, and connected it with a portion of the original body's soul power.]
[The Eight-Scenery Mystic Lamp received a large amount of high-quality soul power, its flame stabilized, its spiritual power greatly increased, and its comprehension slightly improved.]
[Gained Life Points: 1879.]
A chilling reminder flashed through my mind, promising a rich reward.
But this wasn't the end. As the remnant soul of the Rat Venerable was completely digested, within the lamp flames...
Fragments of memories belonging to this minor leader of the Seven Saints Cult began to flash, incomplete yet containing a vast amount of information…
Meanwhile, outside...
Just as the hunched old man's eyes glazed over and his body collapsed to the ground—
It felt like being choked by an invisible hand.
The crowd, which had been indignant and clamoring, and was almost about to storm the defensive line, suddenly fell silent!
The anger, grief, and madness on many people's faces receded like the tide, replaced by a blank and empty look.
The crimson in their eyes quickly faded, and they stared blankly at the people around them and at their waving arms, as if waking from a dream.
She had no idea why she had been so agitated just now, or why she felt such deep hatred for the boy who had saved everyone.
"What...what were we just doing?"
"What's wrong? My head hurts so much... like I had a nightmare..."
"Why are you all gathered here? Didn't Brother Xuan save everyone?"
"It seems... someone told us..."
"It's that old man! He's been saying..."
Feelings of bewilderment, confusion, and lingering fear began to spread among the crowd.
Some of those who came to their senses, recalling their words and actions just now, were immediately filled with shame and blushed deeply.
"Silence! Everyone stay where you are and do not move!"
Just as the crowd was at a loss, a deep, powerful shout, filled with iron-blooded authority, rang out, instantly silencing the crowd.
A stern figure appeared before the tent like an iron tower, his face solemn and his eyes sharp as lightning, sweeping over the chaotic crowd.
He had been lying in ambush with his elite personal guards, waiting for this very moment!
"Just now, a leader of the Seven Saints Sect, a heretic, attempted to bewitch people and incite unrest using demonic arts. Xuan Tianyi saw through his scheme and retaliated, killing him!"
His stern voice, as loud as a bell, echoed throughout every corner of the camp.
"This villain has been executed, and his sorcery has been broken! You were all affected by his evil magic and your minds were clouded, which is understandable!"
But now that the sorcerer has been eliminated, anyone who causes a disturbance, storms the camp, or defies military law—”
He abruptly drew his sword from his waist; the gleaming blade reflected a cold light in the sunlight, and slammed it heavily onto the ground with a dull thud.
"Using this monstrous creature as an example, kill it without exception!"
The soldiers, who were already prepared, acted swiftly under Yan Jun's command. They drew their swords, formed ranks, and separated and controlled the gradually waking, terrified crowd.
The chilling killing intent that filled the air sent a shiver down everyone's spine, bringing them to their fullest sobering up.
Liu Ruyan also flashed into view, appearing beside Xuan Tianyi and swiftly placing her jade-like hand on his wrist.
She channeled a gentle burst of starlight to probe, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised concern and inquiry, and whispered:
"how?"
Xuan Tianyi shook his head slightly at her, indicating that he was fine, but his gaze had already been fixed on the crowd.
Without the old man's hidden spiritual techniques concealing his presence, under his current heightened spiritual power and with his Qi Observation Technique fully activated, his vision...
Those few gray-black "qi" belonging to the evil followers of the Seven Saints Sect in the crowd flickered clearly like torches in the night!
"Captain Yan!"
Xuan Tianyi raised his hand, pointing in several directions within the crowd. Although his voice was still weak, it was clear and firm, reaching everyone's ears:
"The one in the gray shirt, hunching his shoulders and trying to back away! He has a fresh scar on his left cheek and his eyes are wandering around!"
And that short guy who pretended to help someone up, but actually reached into his clothes!
"Take them down! They're the remnants of the Seven Saints Cult, mixed in with the crowd, working with that old devil to stir up trouble!"
"good!"
Yan Jun, who had been holding back his anger and killing intent, heard this and his eyes flashed with cold light. He roared:
"Where do you think you're going!"
The powerful aura of the fifth level of the Star Sea Realm suddenly erupted, and his figure shot out like lightning, like a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep, heading straight for the three people Xuan Tianyi pointed to!
"Stay here!"
Seeing that their actions had been completely exposed and the old man had died mysteriously, the three knew that things were hopeless. Their faces immediately showed ruthlessness and despair, and they tried to resist or escape in the chaos.
But Yan Jun, enraged, took action; how could they be allowed to act so recklessly?
Having learned from the lesson of the evil man's decisive self-destruction, he struck this time with lightning speed!
In an instant, they closed in, their palms and fingers moving like the wind, precisely targeting the throats and joints of the three men!
"Snap!"
"Ugh!"
Remove the jaw, lock in blood and qi, and dislocate joints!
A series of teeth-grinding sounds and short screams rang out; the three villains didn't even have a chance to crush the poison sacs.
He was subdued by Yan Jun with lightning speed, collapsing to the ground like a snake whose tendons had been pulled out, his eyes wide with terror.
"Tie him up! Gag him, search him thoroughly, check all possible hiding places for drugs!"
He gave the order in a stern, cold voice, his voice filled with murderous intent.
The soldiers swarmed forward and bound the three ashen-faced, utterly desperate villains tightly.
They searched every nook and cranny, leaving no stone unturned, even their hair and fingernails, to ensure they had no chance of self-destruction or resistance.
A meticulously planned conspiracy aimed at creating chaos, forcing Xuan Tianyi to reveal himself or isolate him, and ultimately having the old rat weasel possess his body.
After Xuan Tianyi used a clever plan to lure the enemy out of their hole and then used the "Eight Scenery Mystic Life Lamp" and the supreme Daoist rhyme of the system to launch a counterattack in his sea of consciousness, the situation was completely ruined and the dust settled.
The hidden danger has finally been completely eliminated.
The camp gradually returned to order, but the atmosphere remained heavy.
Many people looked at the tent where Xuan Tianyi was, their eyes filled with guilt, lingering fear, and gratitude.
Uncle Lin, Ali, and the others breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes now filled with even more awe as they looked at the tent.
Inside the tent, Xuan Tianyi sat cross-legged, his face still pale, but his eyes were as bright as stars.
He slowly closed his eyes and began to carefully sort through and digest the fragments of memories he had obtained from the remnant soul of the Rat Venerable, and...
Let's take stock of all the gains from this battle.