Chapter 25 (2/2)
The wind scattered like it had never come to decapitate him. In the s.p.a.ce roughly a centimeter apart from Xu Yangyi’s throat, it suddenly dissipated.
“Drip Drip…” The sweat on his forehead quietly pitter pattered onto the floor, and Xu Yangyi pursed his mouth. A moment ago, he had felt his entire body grow ice-cold, that at this moment, he could sense the hot blood within his body slowly make its way back into his arteries.
The violent beat of his heart was a kind of life or death feeling. This was truly the first time he had experienced it.
In this split second, he had deeply felt the disparity between Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation. It could be said it was the difference between the Heavens and Earth that couldn’t be crossed!
A casual pinch of the fingers, willfully sent out, as to so far that the other didn’t even use a secret pinching art. Such control over strength and precision was representative that its degree of perception regarding spiritual energy wasn’t only completely above a single level!
If the other wanted to, it wouldn’t need three seconds to grant him a certain death!
“Swish…” His jacket was originally fine, but it split open in two parts from the center.
He lowered his head. Not because of fear, but to conceal the eruption of killing intent within his eyes.
He had never been a well-mannered person, as to so far that in this kind of face-to-face provocation, even… a sneer caused his murderous will to grow madly in his heart like a wild, spreading vine.
“Whoos.h.!.+” At nearly the same time, the sound of a wrist-mounted crossbow suddenly broke the air. Five seconds later, someone had caught clear sight of the monster atop the Triumphant Virtue Tower that made the entire body tremble. The immense pressure had made him simply unable to think, so he had immediately fired his weapon.
“Bang!” Just as the wrist-mounted crossbow was about to fire, it was wrest away into a hand. Zuo Lun stared unwaveringly at the student whose forehead was covered with a cold sweat and fiercely spat on the floor, suppressing the roar in his throat: “Rookie! Take a good look for me! Where is this!”
“This is Fengyi City! A major provincial capital in the west that has appeared in the news in the last day a good few times! Where do you think you are? Your home? You say you want to do something, so you’ll do it?”
It was then that the student seemed to regain his wits. A moment ago, it wasn’t that he wanted to act, but this atmosphere… It was the kind that if one didn’t make a move, they would die. A physiological instinct that was fundamentally incapable of being controlled!
Only two people hadn’t moved.
Xu Yangyi and Chu Zhaonan.
“Look clearly! This is an old Foundation Establishment monster! A hundred of you aren’t enough to get stuck in between its teeth!” Zuo Lun waved his right hand, and with a thud, not a single one of the crossbow bolts had not fell onto the street. Afterwards, he brought everyone over to the front of the people’s park and then bowed deeply towards the Triumphant Virtue Tower: “Senior… hasn’t this joke gone too far?”
No one answered him. Or perhaps it could be said they disdained to.
Zuo Lun’s expression didn’t have a shred of embarra.s.sment and he nodded, straightening his body. He looked at everyone and said loudly and clearly: “Remember it clearly, newcomers. This is the capital of the province, the heart of the northwest. Any demon living here and any demon that dares to take form openly in public has a life expectancy of over two hundred years! If you don’t want to die, then don’t f.u.c.king go picking fights with them!”
He laughed coldly and walked in front of the student from a moment ago and raised his chin: “You know it, don’t you?”
“Heavens Law’s wanted list, A-rank, code name: Vermillion Snow, bounty: 7.235 billion. Great Circle of Foundation Establishment. It’s been alive since the reign of Emperor Dao Guang of the Qing Dynasty. It’s over two hundred years old, and during the final years of the Qing, it caused a great upheaval by murdering enough people to fill a field in Hegu Province. Rivers of blood flowed, and it even ma.s.sacred three prefecture-level cities. You won’t find things like this in the history books at all! Several hundred thousand people were used as its Foundation Establishment blood sacrification for its dried-up bones! It was only a foot shy from becoming China’s eleventh Core Formation Greater Demon… Don’t f.u.c.king tell me all of you don’t understand what the significance of Core Formation is. You wanna die… how about sending another arrow to that beast?”
He neared the student and dangerously narrowed his eyes: “You really believe… they're called living fossils in vain?”
Xu Yangyi didn’t speak. He only deeply memorized this name.
Today’s event was the other’s “joke”. There would be a time where he would come back to find it.
The student’s face was already ashen. His entire body was coldly trembling.
Xu Yangyi swept his gaze over without word or movement and discovered that within a radius of a hundred li of its surroundings, there wasn’t a single other demon.
Already, it had turned back to its own hunting ground… His eyes narrowed, and he carefully gazed into the distance to discover that there was another tremendous shadow at the end of the city. However, the distance was too far, and beneath the darkness of night, he wasn’t able to see a thing clearly, but… its aura seemed far, far weaker than Vermilion Snow’s, yet it made him tremble within his heart in kind.
It was still an old Foundation Establishment monster.
Was the present situation within the provincial capital? He stuffed his hand inside his pants pocket and leaned against the side of a tree in the park.
His eyes gradually turned from red to black, and the form of the silver nine-tailed fox slowly dissipated in a ripple. It was still more vulgar than in his imagination...
Sure enough… only strength could serve as a protective amulet to move freely without obstruction!
“Let’s go.” Zuo Lun nodded and brought the crowd away from the park.
“Instructor.” A student took a look at the surroundings and furrowed his brows: “Aren’t we… going to the branch?”
“Of course.” Zuo Lun glanced puzzledly at him: “If not, what do you think?”
Could it be it wasn’t this skysc.r.a.per? Or perhaps it was established in a deserted lot?
“What do you think?” Zuo Lun looked at the student's expression and sneered: “Follow closely, rookies. Today, your eyes will open to the world!”
At night, the park was lonesome. Following Zuo Lun, all of them walked below a pavilion that that had a sign hung up on the outside that said “no trespa.s.sing” and ceased their steps.
With half-lidded eyes, a sixty-plus-year-old man had a radio by his side that was in the middle of playing the Beijing opera piece, The Battle of Changban. His face was covered in wrinkles, and he wore a white singlet that already has a good couple holes on it and was slack on his body. Clad in shorts and flipflops, and with a thermos by his side, the old man rocked a palm-leaf fan in his hand, idly swatting at mosquitos. The pavilion behind could accommodate fifteen people at the most...
This was the branch of Heavens Law?
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