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Chapter 83 Bad Luck! Running into You Guys

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 Bad Luck! Running into You Guys

In a hiss, the narrow blade light blossomed in the scar-faced woman’s palm, slicing through the curtain of rain, surging forward rapidly.

The blade’s light was dazzling and mournful, like silvery moonbeams scattered by the bright moon.

In the face of such a sharp slash, Liang Hui did not cast his gaze toward it.

He simply turned his halberd from horizontal to vertical, slapping it directly toward the blade light.

This strike lacked finesse, relying solely on overwhelming strength.

Bang!

The mournful blade light shattered upon impact.

The halberd continued unabated, finding its mark on the middle-aged woman’s head.

Blood, mixed with rainwater, spattered onto the ground.

The headless corpse fell with a thud.

From beginning to end, Liang Hui’s gaze never lingered on the scar-faced woman.

He tilted his head, always keeping an eye on a young man wielding a long-handled war hammer.

The youth’s face was pale, his eyes filled with horror.

He had not been unwilling to join the fray and gang up on their opponent.

But the piercing, oppressive gaze of the figure before him had slowed his movements by just a step.

And that single step cost another comrade their life.

"The hammer, interesting."

The deep voice reached the youth’s ears as he watched the figure advancing with large strides.

A brutal aura rose within the youth, his horror-stricken eyes turning into the madness of desperation.

At this moment, it was either his death or the enemy’s.

Kill!

The blood-red inner strength enveloped the war hammer, carrying a fierce wind and the booming sound of the air as it smashed toward the shadowy figure.

Simultaneously, a gloomy glow rose in another direction, silently stabbing towards Liang Hui.

Yet Liang Hui seemed to notice nothing, his gaze still fixed on the direction of the youth.

His hand, pale as jade, moved deceptively slowly yet swiftly to probe toward the youth.

In his shock, the youth’s hammer missed its target as the hand landed on his face.

Crack!

The headless body stood erect amidst the rain, the long-handled war hammer falling into the mud.

Only a dismissive voice echoed through the rain.

"Your Hammer Technique pales in comparison to that of an old friend of mine."

Ssss!

The halberd filled the air, blocking the stealthy thrust.

Liang Hui looked at the figure before him, and the tattered clothes and bloodstains at their waist.

Then, he fixed his gaze on the long spear in their hand.

With the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, he raised the halberd high and chopped down.

Ssss!

Sparks flew from the metal collision, twinkling in the rain curtain.

Seeing the staggered retreat of the figure and the intact dark long spear in their hand, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Who exactly are you? How have we offended you?"

The figure bellowed desperately through the rain.

No response was given.

Liang Hui extended his arm parallel to the ground, the pitch-black halberd appearing jade-like as he lifted it.

The next moment, it had traversed space, piercing into the enemy’s chest.

The gaping wound left by the halberd nearly bisected the enemy at the waist.

Content, he flicked the blood from the halberd and slung it behind his back.

He walked slowly over to where the enemy had collapsed and picked up the dark long spear that had fallen nearby.

Inspecting its weight and length, his brow furrowed slightly; the spear felt too light.

An elderly voice came from the direction of the temple gate.

"Young Brother Qin, what exactly happened?"

"Nothing much, just clearing out some trash."

Liang Hui stored his long spear into the storage space, then, following his senses, gathered the items from the four corpses related to ’entering dreams’ along with the spoils of war.

He turned around!

And walked toward the temple’s main gate.

At this moment, the many guards who had come back to their senses stared at the approaching figure, their eyes filled with fear.

The four who had just been killed were no weaklings, whether it was their sword lights, heavy hammers, or spear shadows, all were exceptionally powerful.

Yet they had been slaughtered by the person before them as if chopping vegetables and cutting melons.

The guards subconsciously made way for a path to the main hall while explaining the events that had just unfolded to Steward Huang.

Liang Hui passed the guards and arrived before the elder, his words gentle as he began,

"Elder Huang, please have someone bury those corpses."

"Alright, I will arrange for the guards to handle those corpses."

Liang Hui nodded, then passed by the elder, walking into the main hall.

At that moment, the elder looked out at the heavy rain and the corpses on the ground before abruptly asking,

"How did you confirm, that they were a problem?"

"The surrounding hills are numerous, with the strength of those four a few breaths would have been enough to dig out a cave for shelter from the rain; they had no need to repeatedly request entry into the temple."

"Moreover, that wound at their waist was very fresh, it’s likely there are others in pursuit after them."

Liang Hui moved with ease, entering the main hall and vanishing from everyone’s sight.

"Isn’t he worried about killing the wrong people? What if those four really just wanted to take shelter from the rain?" one guard couldn’t help but speak up after Liang Hui had left.

The elder looked deeply at this guard, memorizing his face.

In his heart, he decided that next time they set out, this guard would definitely not be part of the convoy.

With so many suspicious points, yet still pursuing the slim chance that nothing was amiss, was he seeking death?

Elsewhere,

Liang Hui, who had returned to the main hall, sat cross-legged next to the glowstone, taking out a blood-red jade pendant from his chest—the reason he had left no survivors to interrogate.

With the ability to ’enter dreams’, he would soon have a genuine and indisputable answer.

Caressing the jade pendant in his palm, he whispered to himself,

’Enter the dream!’

The grand hall, the Buddha hall, the glow—all began to blur until they vanished out of sight.

"Red Lotus descends to the world, to redeem all living beings, the home of the formless, the true void amidst the Red Lotus...."

Devout prayers echoed in Liang Hui’s ears.

In his vision, figures clad in red kneeled on the ground, prostrating toward the divine statue in the center.

His gaze halted on a figure at the forefront of the crowd, and even though he couldn’t make out the person’s face, Liang Hui still sensed that it was the scar-faced woman he had killed.

"Red Lotus Sect, truly an ill omen!"

Even with Liang Hui’s temperament, he couldn’t help but curse silently in his heart.

In this world, the Red Lotus Sect was akin to a ’shit-stirrer,’ their rebellious shadow appearing throughout the dynasties.

Behind them lay an even older and more terrifying monster.

An entity far more dreadful than the Sect Masters of the top Taoist sects, like the Yuan Yang Sect and the Demon Spirit Sect.

In the memories of a possible future, after he had vanquished the heroes of that era, he had practiced for nearly ten more years before he single-handedly slew that old monster.

Fortunately, that old monster had been suppressed by a Taoist five hundred years ago and was still trapped to this day.

Scanning the circle of devout believers praying around him, and sensing that the strongest among them was the scar-faced woman, Liang Hui immediately ended this ’entering of the dream’.

His eyelids slowly opened, and his hand exerted strength.

Crack!

He crushed the blood-colored jade pendant into powder.

He then took out another item from his chest and murmured, ’Enter the dream!’

A few breaths later, his lifeless eyes once again became deep.

Looking at the silver dagger in his palm, this was one of the only two ’entering dreams’ items he acquired from the four corpses.

However, the information gathered from ’entering dreams’ was nearly identical, with only the news that both people had come from the Red Lotus Sect and nothing else.

Why had the four come here, and what was their purpose in coming to this place?

There was nothing.

’It seems I need to be more cautious on my journey from now on.’

Liang Hui exerted strength in his hand, crushing the silver dagger into iron filings that scattered over the main hall.

Afterward, he closed his eyes.