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Zhang Mo sat cross-legged on the carpet, one hand continuously stroking his face, his expression changing with each touch.
"Truly amazing."
Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhang Mo let out a smile.
He discovered that some special low-level martial arts, like the Qi-Seeking Art, had a significant effect.
After playing around for a while, Zhang Mo began to infuse his Demon Heart Palm.
【Although you have extremely poor aptitude, you have always walked the path of palm techniques. After twenty years, the Demon Heart Palm has finally reached the entry stage】
【Fifty years later, your palm strikes are like a soul-stealing specter, capable of easily shattering tempered steel. It has reached its peak stage】
【One hundred and ten years later, your Demon Heart Palm has reached its perfect stage】
【One hundred and fifteen years later, you attempt to push the Demon Heart Palm further, restructuring all the palm techniques you've mastered】
【One hundred and forty years later, you have no clue, gradually becoming a bit agitated】
【One hundred and sixty years later, with the help of the Shattering Bone Heart-Crushing technique, a flash of inspiration strikes you】
【Two hundred and ten years later, you create a powerful and devastating style for the Demon Heart Palm, a palm strike with seventy-two variations, unpredictable like a ghost, you name it Demon Slaughter】
【Remaining Life Essence to Steal: 2599 years】
"With so much Life Essence left, I guess I can try out the Life Essence Crystal."
Zhang Mo's thought moved, and a thousand years of Life Essence vanished.
【Remaining Life Essence Crystal: 1】
Without hesitation, Zhang Mo used it on his Star-Heaven Sword Finger.
This was his most powerful martial art, worth the cost.
【Year 1, you consumed the Life Essence Crystal and began researching the Star-Heaven Sword Finger】
【Year 2, you are completely clueless. But at this moment, countless beasts' thoughts resound in your mind, explaining to you the methods of their power, you have a slight understanding, deciding to take a different approach】
【Year 3, countless warriors' thoughts provide you with strategies, becoming the foundation for your martial arts improvement】
【Fifty years later, your Star-Heaven Sword Finger finally takes its first step towards improvement】
【Three hundred years later, you finally use the Star-Heaven Sword Finger as a base, combining it with the beast power operation methods as transformations, creating the rudimentary form of a fifth-rank martial art】
【Five hundred years later, under the guidance of countless warriors and beast thoughts, you finally perfect the last step, naming it the Heaven-Slaying Sword Finger】
【Seven hundred years later, your Heaven-Slaying Sword Finger reaches the entry stage, sword light reaching for the heavens, its power surpasses the Star-Heaven Sword Finger by several times, but its consumption has become increasingly terrifying】
【Nine hundred years later, your Heaven-Slaying Sword Finger has reached its peak, with a single swing of the sword, it's as if a legendary Sword Immortal is present, able to take someone's head from ten zhang (about 33 feet) away】
【One thousand one hundred and ten years later, the Heaven-Slaying Sword Finger reaches its perfect stage, a single strike, it slays heaven and earth, nothing can withstand its killing power】
【Remaining Life Essence to Steal: 488 years】
Looking at the text flashing on the screen, a dazed expression appeared on Zhang Mo's face.
But he was also greatly shocked by the effect of the Life Essence Crystal.
Those warriors and beasts who died at his hand, it was as if they came alive, constantly answering his questions and giving him insight, pouring everything they could into helping him deduce martial arts.
And with the consumption of so much Life Essence.
He managed to deduce a fifth-rank martial art.
However, this consumption...
Thinking of this, Zhang Mo slightly curled his lips.
He could already imagine that when he used the Heaven-Slaying Sword Finger, he would probably consume a lot of Life Essence to satisfy the inner breath consumption.
"The remaining Life Essence will have to be used as a trump card."
Standing up from the ground, Zhang Mo felt refreshed.
He, in his current state, wouldn't need to expend much effort to kill his past self.
......
Meanwhile.
A forest outside a mountain.
A figure, covered in blood from head to toe, radiating a fierce killing intent, was engaged in a life-and-death struggle with a group of Law Enforcement team members.
Each Law Enforcement team member had already entered the realm of martial arts, their attacks were merciless, each strike aimed at vital points.
However, the bloody figure didn't care, moving around with agility, he dodged every fatal attack, then retaliated with powerful punches, killing each one of them and leaving them sprawled on the ground.
I don't know how long it had been.
The corpses in the wilderness had already piled up like a mountain.
Only the bloody figure remained, leaning against a pile of rocks, his face filled with murderous intent.
And at this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps approached.
"Hm?"
The bloody figure turned his head, releasing a terrifying aura.
"Young Master, it's me!"
A figure emerged from the shadows, a silver-haired old man dressed like a steward. With a sorrowful voice, he said:
"Young Master, the Zhou family is finished, the Patriarch and the Old Patriarch, they're both dead."
Upon hearing these words, a terrifying force emanated from the bloody figure.
After a long time, this aura finally subsided.
He gently wiped the blood from his face, revealing a resolute face.
He was the young master of the Zhou family, the eldest son who studied martial arts in the martial academy, Zhou Hai.
The steward cautiously asked: "Young Master, what should we do next?"
Zhou Hai glanced at the corpses strewn across the ground, saying: "First, we enter the wilderness and escape the pursuit of these hounds. As for the revenge for the Zhou family, I will surely exact it."
"Yes, Young Master."
......
Tianfeng City!
A secluded warehouse.
The air here was extremely foul, a strong stench of blood was unbearable.
The ground on all sides was covered in bones, presenting a scene like hell.
In the depths of the warehouse.
Several tall figures were lying down or sitting, their bodies completely shrouded in shadows, talking to each other.
"Black Wind is dead."
"Hmph, who told him he couldn't control his own clan, it's a good thing he died."
"Exactly, I believe that after this turmoil, the Beast Hunter's dog noses should relax a bit, which will be beneficial for our next action."
"Haha, when the plan succeeds, the entire city will be our blood food."
These people spoke, each one letting out a chilling laugh, even the surrounding air became filled with a cold wind.
And on all sides, there were countless crimson eyes, as if they were ferocious wild beasts, waiting to devour their prey.