northernbook Chapter 255 The Posture of a Powerful Figure
Chapter 255 The Posture of a Powerful Figure
As they emerged from the small hillside, they saw a streak of light flying in the direction of the signal arrow they had fired, and the patrolling monks noticed the anomaly.
Similarly, it also attracted Dark Cloud's team.
An Yun was now cursing. How could the person the Yan family had asked him to kill be so elusive? The people who were keeping watch had been circling the target's residence for several days when they suddenly discovered that Zhong Ming had left his team, joined another team, and slipped away, leaving them with a lot of trouble.
The task given by the Yan family is truly disgusting.
An Yun was in a terrible mood, and insisted on disguising himself as the Mermaid Killer. Damn it...
Hey, can I disguise myself as a merman?
Why don't I get a set of merman skin? It's all scales anyway, so if I wear it, they'll have a hard time telling I'm human. I might as well just do it myself.
Thus, the two teams reached an inexplicable agreement in a strange place.
Matt led the team forward, and as they walked, he suddenly sighed.
"What's wrong? Matt, did you find something?"
"No, I suddenly understand why missions to cultivator families or small sects are snapped up as soon as they appear."
"Well, what's wrong?"
Matt pointed to the village ahead, which was completely silent. It was lunchtime, but there was no smoke from the chimneys, suggesting that the entire village had perished.
“Cultivation families are rich. If the merfolk conquer them and plunder them, even if the cultivators arrive late to provide support, they can still find some good things that cultivators use and make a fortune off the dead. Those ignorant merfolk may not be able to plunder everything.”
In the village ahead, all the food had been looted, and a lot of metal, such as ironware, had also been plundered. However, almost no one touched the fine clothes and other valuables. The merfolk did not wear clothes much; they were content with making a pair of shorts from the hides of monsters. Silk and brocade were of no use to them once they were at sea, so they did not bother to steal them.
I suspect that most other places where cultivators perished were similar.
Zhong Mingxin did not step into the village. The smell of blood had already dissipated, and a long time had passed since the massacre. Of course, there was another factor as well.
In the center of the village, there was a pile of white bones, which the mermaids had eaten cleanly, and that was all.
"Search around, someone might be hiding in the cellar."
"It's hard."
This means that it's very difficult to avoid being discovered.
Cultivators hunting down mortals is a form of dimensional reduction attack.
Just like a sword falling from the front.
From afar, Zhong Ming saw that between the two houses, beyond the narrow passageway, lay an endless wilderness. The sword had landed in what appeared to be an ordinary spot, easily tearing the fleeing merman apart.
The second captain stood beside him and said softly, "Their elaborate disguises are meaningless. Foundation Establishment cultivators know the art of observing qi. They just look like they have demonic power... and their spiritual power is a bit strange. Just strike with your sword. Whether they are covered in bushes or have human skin on their heads, it is all meaningless."
“We look up to Foundation Establishment cultivators with awe and reverence, but we wonder how those at even higher levels view us.”
"Oh, so you're spouting ivory from a dog's mouth?"
The second team leader was serious for a short while, but he immediately lost his composure and started teasing Zhong Ming.
Zhong Ming's expression remained somber. On the path of cultivation, the weak... are left with nothing but piles of bones.
The village was still lifeless. After searching around, at Zhong Ming's suggestion, the group went to take a look at the spot where the sword had fallen.
The Foundation Establishment cultivator seemed to have no interest in these weak merfolk, and was instead focused on hunting down powerful individuals. He casually unleashed a sword strike and then strode away.
Zhong Ming decided to go and see if there were any usable scales left.
The group walked quickly and arrived at their destination after about half an incense stick's time.
Within a radius of ten zhang, the earth seemed to have been turned upside down, with blood everywhere on the soil, but not many remains of merfolk.
Several people took a breath.
"Won't it be cleaved into nothingness?"
"This..." The group remained silent, as it was truly hard to say.
Matt threw a rock onto the ground, and seeing no danger, he felt relieved and carefully stepped forward.
"There's no need to be... so cautious."
"Do you know if there are any remnants of sword energy? I've heard that there's a high mountain in the far west with a sword mark left by a master swordsman. It's been there for countless years and is still incredibly powerful. If we were to look at that sword mark, our eyes would burst. How can you be so sure that there's no danger in the sword mark here?"
Matt took another step forward and continued, "The other party seems to be at the Foundation Establishment stage, but they may not only be at the Foundation Establishment stage."
Zhong Ming followed suit, going around to the side and peering forward.
Yue Kaishan watched the two men's actions, suppressing a laugh, and said, "I think the enemy is just a mermaid in the Qi Refining stage. If we're going to fight them, Senior shouldn't have to exert too much effort."
"One should always be wary of others." Matt remained cautious, focusing all his attention on what was in front of him and completely ignoring what was behind him.
Just a little to the side of where his comrade was standing, the ground, plowed by the sharp force of the shattered sword energy, arched slightly.
The next moment, three merfolk suddenly leaped out from beneath the earth. One of them threw a bone spear at Zhong Ming, while the other two rushed towards Chi Tong and Yue Kaishan's backs and swiftly slashed out with their swords.
Yue Kaishan had no time to react, but the second captain moved extremely fast, quickly kicking the incoming blade, causing the large knife that could have split Yue Kaishan's head to deflect to the shoulder of the mechanical arm, crashing into the hard metal material with a clang and sending sparks flying.
As for Akame, she didn't react in time, but just as the threat was about to reach her body, the dark jade pendant at her waist suddenly lit up, creating a shield.
The bone knife struck it and bounced back on the spot, the back of the blade slamming fiercely into the merman's chest, causing him to stagger back several steps.
As for Zhong Ming, he was already proceeding cautiously when he heard a faint whooshing sound. That sound was all too familiar; last time, a spear almost pierced his heart. Was it coming again today?
He dodged it with a lazy roll.
The bone spear was completely embedded in the soil and disappeared without a trace, demonstrating the immense power of the strike.
Before Zhong Ming could even get up, there was a loud "clang," and Matt was sent flying by the blow.
An enemy, somehow appearing right behind him at close range, swung his bone knife and slashed.
In the blink of an eye, Zhong Ming grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it at the other man's face. While still lying on the ground, he suddenly bent his legs, summoning his hook-and-sickle spear. He pushed with both hands, then used the soles of his feet to brace the spear shaft.
The bone knife struck the center of the spear shaft with tremendous force, nearly knocking Zhong Ming into the ground, where he sank more than half a foot into the mud.
If you were to use both hands to support yourself on the pole, you'd probably break both arms.
After this attack, the opponent's vision was briefly obscured by the mud. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhong Ming opened his mouth and spat out the Mother and Child Swords, which suddenly appeared. He then used his free hands to form hand seals, placed them on the hilts of the swords, and pushed them towards the opponent's cheek.
The power from activating the sword control technique propelled the mother and child swords to terrifying speeds, propelling them fiercely towards the enemy.