Blind Spot
Chapter 458 - 419 trick one

Chapter 458: 419 trick one

Early February.

Miss Qing Er of the Ouyang Family from Quling Mansion once again began to host her engagement banquet. Since it wasn’t the first time, everyone was weary; they perfunctorily sent gifts and were more interested in finding out which unfortunate soul she had chosen this time.

The Ouyang Family’s main clan had purchased a small nineteen-story tower in the mansion to serve as their familial grounds.

The tower was named Pure Yang Tower, also reflecting the Ouyang Family’s greatest ambition in martial arts cultivation—to reach the realm of Pure Yang.

Their Flame of Severe Cold Technique, at its highest level, allowed one’s own Bloodline Martial Arts True Seal and Martial Arts True Seal to fuse into the Pure Yang Flame state.

But this difficulty was far too great... Most of their kin fell at the stage of Spirit Infusion, unable to withstand the immense True Essence required to condense the True Seal, resulting in being burst by the overwhelming force and burnt to death.

Cultivate martial arts, achieve great success, induce the Spirit of the True Seal into one’s body, Spirit Fusion, Spirit Infusion, and finally, become one with the Spirit of the True Seal.

This is the necessary path for the vast majority of martial arts.

However, the Ouyang Family now recoiled at the step of Spirit Infusion...

Li Chengyi incessantly practiced control over his transformed body at home, but the second Imprint’s condensation seemed unfinished, only half complete.

This Imprint resulted from the fusion of two Imprints—one governing the growth of bones, the other governing the growth of flesh and blood.

When the time came, he didn’t leave carelessly; he just waited quietly at home for the Ouyang Family to send someone.

The sun was setting in the west.

As it approached late afternoon, someone finally arrived.

Thump, thump, thump.

A troop of warriors in light red armor, escorting a tall, elderly man with white eyebrows, stood outside the courtyard gate.

"Come in," Li Chengyi said as he opened the door.

The elder standing outside raised his gaze and stared straight at Li Chengyi, who was sitting inside.

"Lord Wang, it’s time to leave," the elder said calmly, his eyes reflecting a sense of pity as if he were looking at a poor creature on its way to death.

Indeed, it was so; once Miss Qing Er took an interest, one’s fate was sealed.

"Very well, please lead the way."

Li Chengyi stood up, his body having returned to its original humanoid form. This state was like having an alternate form that he could switch to at any moment.

Without a word, the elder turned and walked away.

Li Chengyi, without bringing anything with him, followed in his plain gray clothes. The armored guards swiftly protected the flanks, ostensibly safeguarding him but in reality preventing his escape.

When they reached the street, a black sedan chair was already waiting by the roadside.

Li Chengyi was invited to board the chair, and four men carried it at high speed towards the outskirts of the city.

"May I ask, elder, why are we heading out of the city for the engagement ritual?" Li Chengyi asked from inside the chair, puzzled.

"It is as Miss Qing Er prefers. Wherever she desires, that is where it will be," the elder replied indifferently, his voice somewhat blurring with the wind.

Shortly after, the chair left the city gate and stopped at a bare Black Stone cliff about ten minutes outside the city.

On one side of the cliff raged the turbulent waves of the Night Sea, and on the other stretched the boundless expanse of the Black Soil Plains.

A simple camp had already been set up here, with about a dozen stone houses, all black with bullhorn-shaped roofs, and faintly visible people patrolling around.

A beautiful woman in a tight-fitting black gauze garment, her figure both concealed and pronounced, with curves in all the right places, was holding a wooden sword and appeared to be practicing some moves.

With her brows tightly knotted, the air around her occasionally sparked with fleeting red embers, as if they were being ignited out of thin air from within her body—a truly peculiar sight.

Hearing the footsteps, she turned around and looked in the direction of the approaching sedan chair.

"Just set the person down here. Elder Yuan, stay; the rest of you may leave," she ordered.

Her voice was crisp, carrying a decisiveness completely different from her appearance.

"Yes."

Several people obeyed the order, set down the sedan chair, then stepped back a few steps and left in the blink of an eye.

The white-browed elder also retreated a few steps and stood still.

Li Chengyi slowly lifted the curtain and stepped down from the chair, looking up at the other party.

In the bloody light of the setting sun, the woman standing in the camp had picturesque eyebrows and snow-white skin; her demeanor was enchanting with a touch of vulnerability. Most of her chest and legs were exposed, drawing one’s gaze unconsciously.

"So you are Wang Yichen?" The woman smiled, "I am Ouyang Qing, your future wife. I am here today for our arranged marriage."

"You are quite beautiful." Li Chengyi nodded, slowly approaching. "So I am somewhat satisfied."

"Oh? Merely because I’m beautiful, you can let go of your previous grudges?" Ouyang Qing raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Of course not..." Li Chengyi watched as the people around the camp silently left, keeping their distance.

Only he, Ouyang Qing, and the elder known as Elder Yuan were left in the entire camp.

The speed of a martial practitioner was truly extraordinary; in just a few seconds, they had cleared the area instantly.

"Then why is it?" Ouyang Qing seemed to take an interest in Li Chengyi.

"It’s because..." Li Chengyi looked directly at her, his expression serene.

"Only when something beautiful is destroyed, does it produce a different kind of beauty..."

His voice carried a hint of anticipation, a hint of imagination.

"??" Both Ouyang Qing and Elder Yuan’s expressions froze, her smile fading, she frowned at Li Chengyi.

"What do you mean?"

A strong intuition gave her a bad premonition.

"I like beauty." Li Chengyi moved closer step by step, a strange smile appearing on his face, "Because destroying valuable things can result in a greater cruelty..."

Whoosh!

Suddenly, he raised his hand and brushed it backward.

Clang!!

A ring of airwaves exploded from behind him, his fingers exactly blocking an attack from the swift palms of Elder Yuan who had ambushed him from behind.

A tremendous force burst between the two of them, agitating the air and producing a sound like thunder.

Ouyang Qing and Elder Yuan’s faces drastically changed, sensing something was amiss. How could a mere True Qi Martial Practitioner possibly block his sudden strike??

This person... something’s not right!!!

"Do you know?"

Li Chengyi grasped Elder Yuan’s palm barehanded, watching his opponent’s changing face.

"Beauty... requires transformation..."

Shhh!

In an instant, his figure flickered and he vanished from the spot.

Elder Yuan’s face changed dramatically, and his Blood Essence turned into a red light that enveloped his body as he reached backward.

His practiced Open Heaven Chapter, a Grade Black superior martial art, was also high caliber in Blood Essence martial arts.

Decades of harsh training had allowed him to just barely enter the lowest ranks of the Sealed Heaven List.

In the entire Quling Mansion, he could also be ranked in the top fifty.

But even so, he was horrified to discover that he could not capture the other’s figure.

Is the speed too fast?

No... it wasn’t speed at all... but instantaneous movement!

When Elder Yuan realized this, it was already too late.

He reached back with a clutch of his fingers, striking behind him, but the miscalculated force created a huge impact discrepancy.

Boom!!!

The massive terrifying force instantly shattered the red glow of Blood Essence, crashing directly into his right claw.

Elder Yuan was sent flying on the spot and, before he could regain his senses and morph into a Blood Body, he suddenly felt a pain in his body.

Something seemed to stick to his back, rapidly infiltrating from his skin.

"Get out!! Get out!!"

He roared, putting all his effort into morphing into a Blood Body.

But it was too late. A strange pulling force strongly drew his gaze and spirit, making him stare at the Black Soil in front of him, motionless.

At this point, Li Chengyi had already disappeared.

Elder Yuan fell to the ground, half-kneeling, motionless, while the shadow beneath him boiled like hot water.

His own shadow twisted, wriggled, and gradually morphed into another human form, completely different from his own.

Meanwhile, Ouyang Qing was dumbfounded.

Although she was extremely gifted and powerful, there was still a significant gap between her and her protector, Elder Yuan.

In actual combat, that she could exchange dozens of moves with Elder Yuan without defeat was already her doing well.

But now...

"What...!!?" She had never seen such a bizarre and terrifying sight.

That Wang Yichen... had actually turned into a black shadow in an instant, burrowing into Elder Yuan’s shadow!!

What the hell!?

What in the world was that!?

Ouyang Qing made a split-second decision and turned to run.

But it was too late.

Elder Yuan, kneeling on one knee, suddenly looked up, his pupils having already turned to black with gold-rimmed vertical slits.

Those were now the eyes of Li Chengyi.

The consciousness that belonged to Elder Yuan was being devoured and fused at a rapid pace by Li Chengyi.

This was the Shadow Exchange ability of the Shadow Dragon.

If one’s overall mental and physical spirit could suppress the opponent, this ability would allow one to enter the opponent’s shadow and gradually devour and replace them.

Once, Shadow Exchange had caused even the Jiu Yi of Yi Country, who were much stronger, to be utterly flustered.

In the end, they had to recruit it, such was the terror of Shadow Exchange.

Essentially, within the Black Sea, Shadow Dragons had always been wanderers. They parasitized other races to reproduce and grow.

At this time, Li Chengyi was also gradually exhibiting the ability of Shadow Exchange.

"Don’t be afraid... soon... very soon..."

He stood up, his body faintly exuding wisps of black energy.

Swoosh!

Right now, Ouyang Qing’s mind was agitated, her expression twisted, now truly with a hint of fear.

Her originally beautiful face had completely lost its composure and beauty.

"Get away! Don’t come any closer!!"

Turning around, her body suddenly surged forward in a leap, expanding and morphing into an over two-meter-tall, blood-red-haired, bizarre leopard.

The leopard’s limbs were wrapped in red flames, like a mythical divine beast, mysterious and eerie.

If not for the continuous dripping of viscous blood from its entire body, this scene might have been mistaken for some divine beast by the common folk.

This was a Blood Body, a unique Blood Body passed down in the Ouyang Family’s bloodline.

Viscous blood dropped down, quickly evaporated by the high temperature of the limbs, turning into billows of dark red, highly toxic blood mist that loomed around.

The blood mist almost entirely enveloped Ouyang Qing, growing more and more dense.

A Blood Body was meant for combat, but at this moment, Ouyang Qing had no intention of fighting.

She leaped again, turning into a gust of wind as she fled towards the distance.

Blood Essence Martial Artists were not like those madmen wandering the Black Soil Plains. They could practice martial arts but had lost that madness and decisive will to fight to the death.

Thud!

The ground trembled violently as Ouyang Qing’s limbs hit the ground, about to leap away again.

But an extremely strange sensation suddenly overwhelmed her.

"That patch of soil... is so perfect... why did I never notice it before..."

Her frantic attempt to escape came to an abrupt halt.

Her eyes fixed on the soil in front of her, immobile, as if under a spell.

At that moment, even if there was a deadly threat approaching from behind, a sense of peace flooded her heart—as if having heard the Dao in the morning, she could die contentedly in the evening.

For that patch of soil...

She was willing to give up everything!

Plop.

With a soft sound, everything quieted down.

Ouyang Qing’s vast Blood Body rapidly reverted to its original form.

She picked up her clothes from the ground and dressed, her movements suddenly devoid of the previous urgency and fear.

And Li Chengyi, who had just been behind her, had also disappeared.

"Indeed, it’s a very strong body..." Ouyang Qing lifted her head, revealing a pair of black eyes with golden, eerie vertical pupils.

Under Shadow Exchange, as long as one was stronger than the opponent to a certain extent, one could infiltrate their shadow, activate the ability, and devour the opponent’s entire existence.

This ability could be countered by many shadow-targeted powers and could be rejected by a stronger consciousness power of the opponent.

If it had been another expert, Li Chengyi might not have succeeded so easily.

But as for Ouyang Qing and Elder Yuan, the former was not even as good as the Town General of Xinmeng Town.

The latter was slightly stronger, but the gap with Li Chengyi, who had fused most of the Imprint, was still significant.

Before transforming into the Blood Body, Elder Yuan was attacked and the Blood Essence was briefly shattered, then controlled, and Shadow Exchange was accomplished in one breath.

The outcome was naturally predetermined.