Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 491 - 298: Capture the Leader First to Catch the Thieves, Insult the Most Important First...

Chapter 491: Chapter 298: Capture the Leader First to Catch the Thieves, Insult the Most Important First...

Mysterious, tranquil.

Looking up at the moonlight in the sky, for about an hour, the brightness and position of the moon have hardly changed.

The man flying at low altitude slowly stops in his tracks.

"Sure enough, they only circle within a range of eight to ten miles. I move, they move. I stop, they stop. Unhurried and methodical. If I remember correctly, every ten miles I walk, these two people’s Divine Sense cycles once."

"By now, it has cycled at least five times. If you look closely, even this night is suspicious, exactly the same as an hour ago."

"I’ve been had..."

He lets out a cold laugh.

In his Divine Sense, there are still two inconspicuous light spots not far around him. His Divine Sense and cultivation are both infinitely close to the Nascent Soul Stage. In the case of them deliberately revealing their Divine Sense, ten miles is the limit.

At first, he did not notice too much strangeness, just plowing ahead diligently, carefully searching the surroundings. After all, stopping Jiang Feng is no easy task.

If the kid overheard a rustle and ran off, it would be difficult to catch him again in the future. But now, he finally realized something was off.

Standing in place, he "swishes" open the folding fan, enjoying the solitude on a windy deep night.

He did not attempt to use Divine Sense to summon the other two. The cycle of Divine Sense has already passed five rounds, conservatively estimating he’s been trapped in place for an hour. An hour is enough for others to do many things.

Staring straight into the sky, holding his breath and concentrating, he might have quickly sensed something was wrong if it were daytime, but now it’s deep night. His ears twitch slightly, and the Nine Yin Profound Darkness Art circulates rapidly within him.

Gray Spiritual Energy surges from the Dan Mansion up along the Ren Channel, passing Zhongwan and Jueque, Jade Hall Xuan Ji, and after entering the Chengjiang acupoint, it spreads in all directions, flooding into all the brain’s acupoints.

The cold feeling gradually allows him to see everything in front of him clearly, and he finally hears the weird ringing sound.

Back in Fish City, he could already hear this strange sound, and now he hears it again.

Dingling~

A faint ringing sound barely audible, yet to Xuan Yinzi it is distinct. His eyes clear in an instant, and he sharply turns around.

"Get out!"

His left hand, placed behind his back, grasps forward!

The bone claw flies out of his hand, carrying sinister malicious energy, it strikes at an empty corner behind him, tearing through the air. His five fingers leave behind gray-white claw marks in the air, crushing a locust tree as thick as two people!

Crack—

The gray-white Spiritual Energy spills, forming a bone claw. Even his backhand is covered with a thin layer of bone, looking like bare bones in the night.

The Spiritual Energy surges, and the dominance and ferocity of the Nine Yin Profound Darkness Art erupts in an instant. A shadowy figure behind a distant tree gets repelled several meters and loses its movement.

Smirking, he gazes ahead.

Seemingly empty, yet the ethereal sound comes from here. His left hand retreats behind him again, and the layer of bone on his fingers and backhand slowly disappears.

His right hand continues gracefully waving the folding fan.

It’s only now one can notice Xuan Yinzi’s palms and fingers are half an inch longer than average, a characteristic common among most Xuanyin Sect Disciples, especially direct descendants.

The palms appear sickly white, with fingers nearly chopstick length and extremely thin, looking unlike a man’s hand. But only this way can the Xuanyin Sect Technique and moves reach their full potential.

The distant dust still lingers, but upon sensing the commotion far away, a few traces of astonishment appear on Xuan Yinzi’s face, his smug and confident smile slowly freezes.

"Not dead?"

The moon is clear, the magpies fly south.

The scenery in the center of the mountains begins subtle changes.

The bright moon shines high, even the starry sky slightly changes compared to before. The surrounding environment starts moving, not a completely new shift, but with a slightly different arrangement.

His face doesn’t look so good.

Though Xuan Yinzi is an unkempt heir who has never faced adversity, his learning and experience are far from ordinary.

The trees and vegetation around have not changed, everything Xuan Yinzi sees is real, yet also false. What he sees is real, only the sequence of trees and bushes entirely dictated by the opponent.

Such an environment leaves one unaware, indefensible. If not for the low realm of the kid in front, perhaps...

Whoosh!

A breaking sound through the air.

"Such audacity."

He sneers, but Xuan Yinzi does not take action; he lets the thrown object hit the ground, rolling a few times. The smell of blood immediately clues him in on what it is.

It is a human head.

"Young Master Xuan Yinzi, such skills from these two followers do not match your status."

Jiang Feng slowly walks forward.

One hand holding another head, its eyes wide open, death unknown, a slight penetrating wound in the center of the forehead, blood continuously flowing out.

The other hand gripping an iron wire, as if strolling casually in a courtyard, he emotionlessly tosses the head on the ground.

Xuan Hu and Xuan Niu had been successively killed by him within this hour. With his capabilities, killing these two was no hard task.

Especially with two Magic Treasures on him.

"Oh? You’ve got quite the nerve, low-grade Core Formation. Are you the disciple taken in by that bitch Liu? Truly courting death..."

Fan in hand, it’s clear he didn’t take the death of his two attendants to heart.

As long as he brings Jiang Feng’s head back, everything will resolve. He could regain his deserved status and be allocated stronger followers.