How about diluting your own presence?
While Xie Zhe was dealing with it, he repeatedly thought about how to eliminate this monster that should not exist in the world. Maybe it would be an idea to take advantage of your ability to be hard to detect and catch them off guard. But he quickly dismissed the idea. Even if it could be done, Shen Wenzheng's Tengu was so eye-catching in such an open place, and it would never be able to hide from the monster's sight.
He fought hard with the Blood Tengu for several rounds, and his temper was disturbed several times. The clouds gathered and dispersed, unable to completely cut off the moonlight. He didn't know what the situation was like on the ground, he only knew that he wanted to strive for the most favorable situation for his friends. Above the clouds, his heavenly eyes could barely detect any special spiritual veins, let alone change them. How to eradicate the tengu in front of us is another question.
No...maybe, they can be the same question.
Xie Zhe tried to think about the problem from another angle. He did not fight with the monster for the time being. Instead, he rode the Tengu and wandered nearby, letting it chase behind him. Shen Wenzheng's heavenly dog seemed to have some kind of spirituality. It was very obedient to Xie Zhe's words and could understand what he meant without even giving a very clear order. It skillfully shuttled between the clouds, leaving the entangled guy behind for some distance. Xie Zhe took this opportunity to observe and look for the spiritual veins among the clouds.
He thought of something, and from that incident, he might be able to learn a method. But there is an element of gambling involved in this approach.
Regardless of whether you can win the bet, you must first find the "card game". Among the vast clouds, all he could see was the light, flowing silvery white of the moonlight. Xie Zhe could not find any trace of these spiritual veins composed of wind and clouds. Their existence forms may be different, or they may not be visible with his eyes.
If my eyes don’t work, what should I use to see? He didn't know what other senses he could use.
The fiery red tengu carried him and led him through the clouds. He turned sideways and saw the sword in his hand gently cutting open the soft clouds. Looking back, in addition to the chasing monster a short distance away, there were also long marks cut by the sword. He heard the faint sound of the sword cutting through the clouds.
He recalled what Master Lintian said to him - treat weapons as part of your body.
"The sword comes as you wish."
Xie Zhe suddenly had an idea. He simply closed his eyes and tightened his grip on Fengyun Zhan's sword hilt. He gradually felt a coolness. This coolness was different from what any limb could convey to him - it was a body part that "both belonged to him and did not belong to him." But no matter what, he did notice and receive these unusual messages. He heard some soft voices, like people whispering. The sound was sometimes louder and sometimes softer, sometimes far and sometimes near. Immediately afterwards, these sounds were also downplayed, because Xie Zhe had a more indescribable perception. It was as if water penetrated his skin and spread over his limbs and bones. The entire sky melted into his body, and those special nodes were marked on a map. Those nodes are like the light nodes of bones, the branches of blood vessels, the connections of fascia...the blood is like the spiritual power itself.
He found it.
He found the most obvious and huge spiritual abnormality. In other words, it is the entrance to the spiritual veins. Without hesitation, he drove the Tengu towards that direction. But after opening his eyes, the visual information interfered with his cognition, and he could not find the crucial point. At this moment, the tengu under him suddenly stopped. Before Xie Zhe had time to wonder, it suddenly sprayed a steady stream of flames toward the clouds ahead. Those dazzling fires did not disperse the clouds and mist, but merged into it, turning the sky into a real golden orange like sunset.
Xie Zhe saw the strange, golden vortex. It seems to have washed away all other colors except gold, leaving only pure gold without impurities.
And the blood-red monster has caught up.
Xie Zhe rode the Tengu through the golden whirlpool, and before the Tengu could react, he suddenly jumped down. The tiny figure disappeared into the vortex, and Shen Wenzheng's Tengu suddenly realized for a moment. Immediately afterwards, the blood-red Tengu chased after him, and its figure melted into the clouds together with Xie Zhe.
The Tengu's helpless screams came from the sky.
Xie Zhe is not alone in crisis. Ling Hu on the ground still didn't give up. A golden ball of light flashed in a certain direction in the sky and lasted for a while. It is not as bright as the moon, nor as dazzling as the sun, but it is enough to briefly light up the land. Ling Huan saw that his outstretched hand cast a clear shadow on the ground. The shadow started to stretch from the fingertips, as if continuing Ling Huan's own will, slowly spreading towards the direction of Wangui Zhi.
The shadow born from Ling Huan's hand finally merged with Wan Gui's will. That hand shadow stretched between the book and the ground. Strong power seeped out from the disembodied shadow, slamming the book shut.
All the smoke is gone. From the source, the birth of monsters was stopped. Not only that, the shadow of the ghost hand grabbed the spine of the book and suddenly pulled Wan Guizhi back into her arms. She hugged the blood-stained paper product tightly and endured the nonsense of those brats without saying a word. There were many scars on her body and she was bleeding. As if the shadow extending from her hand was no longer under the control of her will, more branches spread out from different fingertips, and they climbed up the bodies of the monsters like rapidly growing branches. As if she finally couldn't bear it anymore, or wanted to avenge her master, the shadows distributed in a net on the monster's body suddenly gathered together, crushing them severely.
All kinds of blood splattered on her body. And the shadow is still spreading, it seems to be nourished by blood and becomes more and more rampant. For monsters with solid shells or skins, shadows penetrate their eyes, mouths, and noses, and their insides seem to melt, with blood flowing out of these holes. Then, they fell down and never stood up again.
Ling Huan was so frightened that he froze in place.
Those shadows were completely out of her control. The light brought by the colored cloud in the sky was gradually fading, but she could clearly see the twisted shadow emerging from her arm heading towards the house. The ice that sealed the door and windows of Wenying had already begun to melt, and the shadow easily got into the door. She wanted to stop something, but was so frightened by the previous encounter that she couldn't even move. She could hardly hold the Wan Guishi in her left hand. Soon, she heard her uncle's whine coming from the house. And then, the shadow gradually retreated.
The whole courtyard was so messy and empty.
Thanks to the efforts of those three people, the number of monsters in the town has been reduced a lot, and it will probably not be long before they are all dealt with. Ling Huan stood alone, paralyzed on the ground. She didn't even have the strength to tremble, and she couldn't feel the pain from the wounds on her body. Why? Why doesn't this shadow obey my orders? Will it attack all monsters, or will it attack threats that exist around it? But Ling Huan didn't want that uncle to leave like this, to "die" in his own hands in this way! And such terrifying power actually belongs to a part of his body!
She was motionless, but her heart was beating very fast, as if she was trying to break free from the prison of her ribs. The next moment, she was suddenly awakened by a strange red light.
She looked up—everyone looked up.
A giant red lightning suddenly appeared in the sky.
No, it would be too inappropriate to say it was lightning... Lightning is fleeting, how could it stay in the clouds for such a long time, spreading wider than the golden clouds. But it is indeed the shape of a lightning bolt. To be precise, it's more like leaf veins, but with blood flowing inside. It just stood there on the clouds, with a majestic and magnificent sense of oppression.
what is that……?
Everyone noticed this weird "lightning", but no one could see that Xie Zhe was slowly falling from the sky.
He did it - lured the Blood Tengu into the spiritual veins, and killed it in the spiritual veins. As a result, it was torn to pieces within the spiritual veins and could never be restored. However, it is very dangerous to exert the power of Fengyun Zhan in the spiritual veins, especially the uniquely constructed and relatively fragile spiritual veins in the sky. Doing so will undoubtedly increase the burden on the spiritual veins, and objectively it will indeed change it.
This is not the worst possible scenario. The worst thing is that Xie Zhe might be sent to another place because of this, and the even worse thing is a place outside the human world. But he was lucky enough. The place where he last appeared had weak spiritual veins, which were directly "broken" by his actions, so he fell vertically from the sky. The wind howled and hit his face, and he clutched the sword tightly.
Shen Wenzheng's Tengu spotted him and flew straight in his direction at an extremely fast speed, leaving a long trail of flames behind it. From the ground, it looks like a bolide streaking across the night sky. Finally, when Xie Zhe was still some distance from the ground, it arrived in time and saved his life. Xie Zhe was sweating profusely because of the aftermath of the disaster, but the sweat was all cold sweat. He hugged the tengu's warm fur tightly in shock, getting a brief moment of comfort in such a terrible night.
The tengu carried him to the ground, where one person and one demon took a breather. This location is on the outskirts of Indigo Town, but not far away and can be reached quickly. All this can be said to be a blessing in misfortune. The Blood Tengu is dead, and judging from the current situation, there are no monsters from Mankishi running out of town to do evil. This is also thanks to those reliable partners. Naturally, he wants to go back to support everyone. When I thought that my friends were in greater need of help, my heart that was beating wildly due to the weightlessness gradually calmed down a little. He must calm down to help them better.
However, as the Tengu flew him towards the town, a monster in front of him attracted his attention.
He was a monster, Xie Zhe could tell at a glance. However, he was not constructed from Wan Guizhi's memory, but actually existed here. What is his background? What is the purpose of appearing here? The monster looked in the direction of Indigo Town and put his hands behind his back with some composure.
"Who are you?"
Xie Zhe asked immediately. The monster muttered unhurriedly:
"Well...who am I?"
When he turned around and looked at Xie Zhe, his pupils suddenly dilated in surprise.
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