Decaying World

Chapter 133

"I've long heard the Clear Wind Temple produced a Formless Sword that dominates the local area. I didn't expect to meet the real person here."

A man shouldered a chopping saber, squinting as he sized up Lin Hui.

"Why don't you take him? I hear he's fast;

I'm not good at dealing with that type." He tilted his head to look at another person.

"Enough crap. Do it quickly, don't let this guy run away. So what if he's fast? With that thing here, where can he run?" The other person said impatiently. "It's not like we haven't dealt with martial hall masters like this before."

"Fine then, I'll just—"

Squelch!

A streak of bloody light flashed, and the speaker's head flew high into the air, his face still bearing a natural smile.

In his companion's field of vision, the expression on the man’s face shifted from astonishment to shock, and then to terror, as he turned to flee.

But in the next moment.

The bloody light flashed again.Lin Hui appeared behind him. A drop of blood slid down his blade and dripped to the ground.

With a crash, his companion was split in two from head to toe. Pure white Internal Force shattered like soap bubbles.

Boom!!

On two other sides, two High Purple Crystal Elementals exploded with a loud bang. Clearly, Lin Hui had eliminated the two elementals first before finishing off the man last.

"The commotion is too big;

it might attract other trouble. I must end this battle quickly." Lin Hui's eyes turned sharp.

Flicking the blood from his sword, he looked up toward the depths of the cave.

"Let's be a little arrogant for once..."

Holding his sword horizontally before him, he closed his eyes. Wind rose around him, becoming increasingly urgent and strong.

The airflow whistled, making a strange, mournful sound inside the cave.

Boom!!

In an instant, Lin Hui brought a violent airflow with him as he charged straight into the deeper cave entrance.

At his current level of Body Tempering, even without using the Wild Wind Sword or the Clear Wind Sword Technique, he could unleash terrifying speed and airflow at will. Infusing Internal Force into just the Nine-Section Swift Sword could produce the killing effect of his full-strength Clear Wind Sword from before.

Speed!

Terrifying speed turned everything beside Lin Hui into a blur.

He did not care what appeared before his eyes, or what would appear.

His high-intensity dynamic vision, strengthened by Body Tempering, meant he only needed to swing his sword, swing his sword, and swing it again.

With Internal Force covering the blade, there were only two things in front of him.

Those he severed, and those he could not.

Shua! Shua shua shua shua!

In the deep and gloomy cave passage, a formless shadow wrapped in wild wind crashed from one cavern to another with violent speed.

The Purple Crystal Elementals wandering the cave didn't even see what approached before they were instantly split in two and detonated.

Some guards only felt a wild wind blow past before losing consciousness.

Whether ordinary people or Internal Force users.

Pfft pfft pfft!

Blooms of blood blossomed continuously within the cave.

Twenty.

Fifty.

Ninety!

More and more people and Purple Crystal Elementals fell to the ground dead, as if automatically disassembling.

Fifteen seconds later.

The underground passage finally reached its end.

Inside a vast, spacious cavern stood a black metal statue over twenty meters tall.

The statue depicted a woman in light, gauzy fabric sitting cross-legged with her palms pressed together. However, the woman's face had no mouth or nose—only countless purple eyes of varying sizes, densely packed together.

Bang!

The passage entrance was blasted open by a massive force, spraying a large swath of mud and gravel.

Amidst the permeating dust, several people kneeling in worship before the sculpture raised their heads.

"What's going on? Has the intruder not been dealt with yet?"

The leader, a man in black robes, stood. Beneath the fabric, exquisite silver armor was faintly visible.

The man had a pale face, reddish eyes, and lips devoid of color. He looked as if he were recovering from a serious illness or had lost too much blood.

"It seems that is the case. An Yu, go kill that person. Be careful not to make too much noise and disturb My Lord." The man looked at a companion to the side who had also stood up.

"Yes. About two minutes;

I need to clean up the messy bloodstains." The companion nodded and pulled down her black hood, revealing a similarly pale and bloodless face.

She was a red-haired girl who looked no older than a teenager.

She slowly drew the saber at her waist. Her movements suddenly accelerated, and she vanished from her spot.

Clang!

A crisp sound exploded at the breached passage entrance not far away.

The girl, holding her saber, blocked Lin Hui the moment he rushed through the door. Saber and sword collided and struck like lightning, interlacing to form thin lines of white light carried by Internal Force.

Both coated their blades in Internal Force. The girl's Internal Force seemed endless;

every strike consumed a massive amount of energy to forcibly accelerate her saber speed, allowing her to keep up with and even briefly suppress Lin Hui's sword speed.

Seconds later.

Lin Hui suddenly retreated, his gaze fixed with interest on the girl, whose expression had also changed slightly.

"Circulation Realm?" He recognized the opponent's realm. This fighting style of splashing Internal Force as if it cost nothing was exactly the mark of the Circulation Realm.

Except compared to Li Chi, the first Circulation Realm expert he had fought, this girl's fighting style was more extreme and possessed greater lethality.

Li Chi's style seemed to exist on a grand scale with great commotion, but in the eyes of true experts, those densely packed, flying threads of Internal Force were like soap bubbles—easily dispersed and lacking deterrence.

On the contrary, the girl's method of forcibly using Internal Force explosions to accelerate brought much stronger lethality.

"You don't seem like one." The girl narrowed her eyes at Lin Hui. "Your Internal Force cannot circulate endlessly. You aren't in the Circulation Realm, yet you dare to barge into a ruin? Are you looking to die?"

"Who are you people? A Circulation Realm martial artist, yet you're hiding sneakily in this kind of underground place." This was only the second time Lin Hui had fought a Circulation Realm martial artist under such circumstances, so he was willing to give the opponent a moment to explain.

After all, at this level, one would be considered middle-tier even in the Inner City.

Most importantly, he needed to thoroughly figure out what that so-called Mist God's Gaze was.

"You dared to come here and kill people without even knowing who we are?!" The girl said in astonishment.

"Do I need to know who you are?" Lin Hui raised his eyebrows. Although his hood and mask blocked his face, his tone revealed that he didn't care about these things at all.

"You have guts. We are the Secret Gold Hall, the Outer City branch of the Clear River Sect. We discovered this mine. I am Vice Hall Master An Yu. You—"

"What is the Mist God's Gaze?" Lin Hui suddenly interrupted.

"What gaze?" The girl paused.

"Forget it. Looks like you don't know." Lin Hui raised his blade, instantly settling into the starting form of the Clear Wind Sword Technique.

Special Effect: Featherweight Ascension.

In the next second, wild wind howled. His figure instantly blurred, and with a terrifying speed several times faster than before, he flashed across the distance between them and slashed past the girl's neck.

The Circulation Realm Internal Force barrier shattered. The girl's head flew high, a trace of astonishment still lingering on her face.

Even in death, she didn't realize why the opponent's speed had suddenly soared so much—it was like he was wind.

"Stop!" Only then did the leading black-robed man roar in shock and rage, but it was already too late.

Lin Hui's figure turned into wind, instantly passing through the several black-robed figures in front of the statue. Blooms of blood exploded on either side of him.

In his eyes, anyone below the Circulation Realm was just like a roadside decoration—completely meaningless.

It wasn't until his final sword stroke slashed toward the black-robed man...

Clang!

The blade was caught on the spot by a large hand.

"You deserve to die!! Ahhh!!" The man was furious. Blinding white light rose from his body, and at the same time, a formless and familiar destructive power suddenly wrapped around Lin Hui from all directions.

Void Force!

This guy is a High-Tier Called One?! Lin Hui flashed dozens of meters away, dodging the Void Force. He flicked the blood off his sword and stared at the opponent.

"Everyone's dead;

why are you so angry?"

“Which family’s disciple are you, that you dare to destroy my Clear River Sect branch hall?!” The man took a deep breath, forcing down the fury in his heart. Based on Lin Hui’s speed just now, even if he went all out, as long as he couldn’t restrict that speed, he had no confidence he could bring this person down.

The tricky nature of the opponent forced his emotions to cool.

"I discovered this place first. You people seized my spot, and you ask who I am?"

Lin Hui smiled. "Never mind that. I ask you, what is the Mist God's Gaze?"

"Gaze? You've been gazed at?!" The man froze, then his face filled with great joy. "You're finished, hahahaha! Once noticed by the Mist God, no matter where you flee, you will never be able to break free..."

"You're noisy one." Lin Hui frowned. "How do I remove it?"

"You want to remove it? It's removed when you die, understand, you idiot!" The man laughed loudly, his laughter carrying a trace of neurosis, as if he were having a manic episode.

"Don't know, or won't say?" Lin Hui frowned.

"Go to hell!! Hahahaha!!" The man suddenly spread his arms. The Void Force abruptly turned into a thin line, shooting toward Lin Hui like lightning.

Void Force was indestructible;

even Internal Force couldn't block it and could only be consumed.

Lin Hui naturally didn't want to take the hit head-on, but when he dodged to the side, he abruptly felt something was wrong.

His speed had slowed down!

The Featherweight Ascension special effect was still active, and the explosive power of the Perfected Clear Wind Sword was beyond doubt, yet his speed had dropped—and by no small amount.

It had plummeted by at least more than half!

It was as if there were some kind of quagmire around him, forcibly delaying his every move.

At this moment, the writing of the Blood Seal flashed across the bottom of his vision.

[Tip: You have received the Mist God's Gaze. Speed is impaired.]

It really came to mess with me?! Lin Hui's heart went cold.

This inexplicable gaze had appeared from the moment he entered the cave, and now it was forcibly lowering his movement speed!

"Since you won't say, then die!"

He held nothing back, raising his sword horizontally.

"Wind!"

Initiating the starting form of the Wild Wind Sword Technique, the surrounding airflow exploded with extreme speed.

Violent wind began to blow madly in all directions with him at the center.

If at the beginning of Body Tempering, the wild wind could only blow some items off a table or move light decorations...

Then, now, with Lin Hui at the eighth rank of Body Tempering and approaching the ninth, the wild wind he released was enough to crush everything unfixed within the cave, sending it tumbling far away.

With him as the center, all debris within hundreds of meters of the cave was blown tightly against the cave walls, unable to move.

The airflow slammed into the cave walls, rotating back and forth, circulating to form twisted cyclones that whistled loudly.

"What martial art is this?!" The black-robed Hall Master's expression changed. With such momentum, the opponent was clearly not in the Circulation Realm, nor did he have the aura of a Called One, yet now...

To maintain his standing position, he had to consume Internal Force every moment to stabilize his figure.

In this state, any attack he made would inevitably be hugely affected by the wind force, resulting in deformation and loss of position.

Chi!

In the next instant, a blur flashed behind him.

At the same time, a bloody opening appeared on the Hall Master's chest.

Although he tried his best to defend, his Circulation Realm Internal Force was chopped apart, his armor was sliced open, and his powerful High-Tier Called One physique only prevented the wound from going too deep.

As for his Void Force, he didn't catch the target at all and swung at empty air.

"You...?!!"

Faster than before! Much faster! What is going on!? What is with this guy!?

This terrifying sense of pressure made the Hall Master unconsciously associate it with the Divine Officers within the sect.

But the opponent wasn't even a Called One...

Chi!

In the next instant, another bloody opening appeared on his back. And the Void Force he wielded continued to only hit empty space, leaving a deep gash on the cave wall.

Immediately after—chi chi chi chi!

Bloody openings appeared frequently all over his body.

Mere dozens of seconds later.

Accompanied by a roar of impotent fury.

The Hall Master's head flew high, eyes wide with grievance, as he toppled backward in front of the divine statue, spraying blood all over the ground.

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