Xu Fei reacted swiftly, instinctively turning around, but the dark figure moved too quickly, striking at him directly.
Fortunately, Xu Fei was enveloped in thick yin energy armour, so he wasn’t injured, though the sheer force pushed him back considerably.
“You… are you from the Qiu Shan family? No, you’re not that person!”
Xu Fei initially thought this was the person he had saved, but something was off.
Though there was yang energy in this figure, it was clearly Xu Fei’s own.
He had only used it on the person he saved, so Xu Fei immediately realised.
“Could it be… you devoured that injured person? He was from your own family!”
At this, the ragged, monstrous figure let out a creepy laugh.
“Family? They’re just my nourishment. I eat what I want, what’s it to you? I’ve already devoured them all, one more doesn’t matter!”
“And I can smell something delicious on you too!”
With a strange cry, the figure, crackling with lightning, charged at Xu Fei with incredible speed.
Xu Fei understood why this creature was called a monster; its attack style was no different from a wild beast.
He wasn’t slow either, barely dodging as the creature swung its claws, its mouth sprouting sharp fangs.
“This guy really is a monster. He said he devoured the entire Qiu Shan family. Could he be the Qiu Shanshang that Heng Jiangjue mentioned?”
“It must be him. I can feel the faint yin energy flowing in his body.”
Xu Fei concluded this was the only possibility. After all, only Qiu Shanshang, the first head of the Qiu Shan family and equal to Heng Jiangjue in strength, could pull this off.
Unlike Heng Jiangjue, however, Qiu Shanshang was a thorough psychopath who didn’t even spare his own kin.
“A scum like you is just wasting air. I’ll do the heavens a favour and send you to meet your family!”
Xu Fei’s retreats didn’t mean he was outmatched; he had just been caught off guard.
Now that he knew the creature’s identity, Xu Fei shifted from defence to offence, regaining control.
With yin and yang energies enveloping him—yin for defence, yang for attack—Xu Fei was unstoppable against Qiu Shanshang.
He demonstrated an eye for an eye, delivering a brutal set of military-style punches that left Qiu Shanshang wailing in pain.
“Damn it, why does this hurt? What kind of technique are you using?”
Feeling the pain, Qiu Shanshang quickly backed off, then dropped to the ground, vomiting in a grotesque scene.
Though disgusting, after spewing out clumps of bloody flesh, Qiu Shanshang miraculously revived at full strength!
“Damn! Another revival freak? Are you lot addicted to this?”
Xu Fei couldn’t help but curse, unwilling to give this vile creature any more chances.
“Hmph, I can revive as many times as the number of Qiu Shan family members I’ve eaten. Let’s see you beat that!”
Though Xu Fei was formidable, Qiu Shanshang wasn’t about to give up easily.
Xu Fei’s expression turned icy. He decided to end this annoying fight immediately.
“Scum like you can only face justice. Even infinite revivals won’t save you!”
He suddenly recalled the technique Heng Jiangjue had used, which seemed effective. A wide-ranging, high-frequency attack could counter this endlessly reviving monster.
So, Xu Fei followed suit, releasing his yin-yang energies and quickly turning the surroundings into a frozen hell!
“This… isn’t that old ghost Heng Jiangjue’s technique? How do you know it?”
Before falling into the frozen hell, Qiu Shanshang only managed to say this.
Xu Fei watched as Qiu Shanshang, trapped in the extreme cold, repeatedly vomited and revived, but it still seemed too slow.
Suddenly, Xu Fei sensed a golden light flashing from the ancient god statue, connecting with him.
In a haze, he saw a faint figure smiling at him.
“I’ve waited here for ages, and finally, an outstanding descendant of Huaxia has arrived. Today, I’ll pass the remaining Heavenly Dao Needle techniques to you to help you destroy this fiend!”
The speaker was clearly the founder of the Heavenly Dao Needle, the predecessor revered as an ancient god by the three families.
With a wave of his hand, a golden light pierced Xu Fei’s mind, flooding it with a vast amount of information that even he needed time to process.
As the figure vanished, Xu Fei murmured to himself.
“So, the later needle techniques are just a recombination of the earlier ones. I’ve got it!”
