Chapter 585: The Enemy (Third Update! Asking for Monthly Votes!)
The Butcher, Blind, and Mute crowded around with a clatter, their eyes gleaming as they stared intently at his eye, observing his third eye without blinking.
Suddenly, with a thunderous boom, Cripple had already run a hundred miles away. Turning back to see the Butcher and the others gathered around Qin Mu, even Cripple, whose face was notoriously thick-skinned, couldn't help but blush with embarrassment and ran back.
Everyone knew he was timid, but they didn't tease him. Instead, they carefully examined Qin Mu's eye.
Qin Mu's eyeballs darted back and forth, and he stammered, "Grandma, esteemed elders, what are you looking at?"
Granny Si examined him very closely but found nothing unusual in his third eye. She could only see that his pupil resembled a butterfly pattern, the texture within clearly different from a normal human eye, like the structure of a butterfly's wing. Moreover, this texture was constantly shifting and changing.
"Mu'er, do you really not remember what just happened?" Granny Si asked.
Qin Mu pondered deeply, then suddenly his eyes lit up. "I remember!"
Everyone tensed up. Qin Mu smiled and said, "When I activated the Overlord Body Three Elixir Technique and ran the Divine Eye technique perfected by Grandpa Blind to my third eye, I felt an incredibly vast surge of power, as if I could do anything. And then..."
He furrowed his brow, sinking back into deep thought. The memories after that were a complete blank—it was as if he had lost a segment of memory.
This wasn't the first time this had happened. In Fengdu, when King Yan sealed his jade pendant, it occurred once. Later, when Putrira also sealed the pendant, it happened again.
This time, it had nothing to do with the jade pendant, yet he had still lost a chunk of memory.
"The jade pendant... Where is my jade pendant?"
Qin Mu's scalp suddenly tingled. He quickly stood up, rummaging around frantically, his hands and feet turning cold as he trembled, "My ancestral jade pendant is missing... No, it's not ancestral—it's the jade pendant forged by Tu Bo to suppress the demonic nature! Grandma, Grandpa Blind, have you seen my jade pendant... Grandpa Cripple, you must have taken it, right? Stop playing around! The curse will trigger—give it back to me quickly!"
Cripple shook his head. "I didn't steal your jade pendant, but the curse has indeed already happened."
Qin Mu's body shook violently. He stood there in a daze, staring at the massive pit before him.
Where Wuyou City had once stood, there was now a colossal abyss, vast beyond measure, filled with churning magma and seas of fire.
It was truly a sea of magma, terrifyingly expansive.
"The power of this curse is frighteningly immense... a hundred times more terrifying than when I fell into Putrira's hands..." Qin Mu murmured.
"Mu'er, Tu Bo appeared just now and placed your jade pendant into your third eye."
Granny Si walked over and instructed, "Clear your head for a while. The rest of us need to discuss something over there."
Qin Mu nodded blankly.
Granny Si glanced at Blind, who immediately became alert and tried to slip away. But the Butcher and Mute flanked him, one grabbing his left arm and the other his right.
"What are you doing?"
Blind was hoisted up, his feet dangling in the air, and he shouted, "We're all from the same village! What are you doing? At least leave me some dignity! Mu'er, Mu'er..."
The Butcher and Mute carried him off into the distance with broad smiles. Qin Mu turned to ask, but Granny Si said gently, "Mu'er, we're handling some matters. You don't need to follow—just take a moment to clear your head. Cripple, Deaf, let's go. Bashan, you come too."
The group left.
"Don't go too far! No rough stuff! We all see each other every day—the Divine Eye technique was partly yours too! You all agreed when I taught it to Mu'er! You're really hitting me... Cripple, how dare you hit me? Bashan, I'm your uncle... Butcher, we're the closest... You're biased! The trouble was caused by Mu'er—why aren't you hitting him? Mu'er, Mu'er, save me!"
Qin Mu looked puzzled. He took out a mirror and examined the eye on his brow. It appeared completely normal—he couldn't see anything special about this vertical eye.
"What exactly does this eye do?" he wondered inwardly.
After a while, the group returned to the edge of the abyss, satisfied. Blind was battered and bruised, his clothes disheveled.
Qin Mu turned back, surprised and delighted, and said, "Grandma, I just reactivated the Overlord Body Three Elixir Technique and finally discovered the secret of this vertical eye!"
Granny Si and the others felt a chill run down their spines and were about to flee, but Qin Mu had already activated the technique. His vertical eye didn't reveal any terrifying phenomena, so they breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a bit ashamed.
Qin Mu enthusiastically activated the Overlord Body Three Elixir Technique and said, "When I activate this vertical eye, I can see the boundless Netherworld and also the Netherworld beneath everyone's Life and Death Divine Treasury. I think I can even use this eye to tear open the Netherworld of the Life and Death Divine Treasury and directly take someone's life!"
The Butcher coughed and said, "Mu'er, killing someone with just a glare isn't very good, is it? It harms the harmony of heaven and damages one's virtue. It's better to chop them down with a blade. If you can, try not to use this vertical eye."
Granny Si, Blind, and the others nodded repeatedly. Cripple added, "You can stab them in the back—that's still better than glaring them to death with your third eye."
Qin Mu was puzzled and tested, "Isn't it the same?"
Bashan boomed, "Of course not! If you use that eye, you might..."
The Butcher's blade was at his throat, his face dark. Bashan the Sacrificial Wine Master quickly shut up.
Qin Mu grew suspicious.
"Putrira, did you feel that?"
Lu Li sensed the terrifying energy radiating from the activation of Qin Mu's third eye, causing spatial distortion, and said in a low voice, "This is the great power of the Netherworld Divine Son! I can help you rule Taihuang Heaven, but you must help me obtain him! If I can get him, what kind of power will I possess?"
Putrira gazed toward Wuwang City, his expression grave. He too had felt the shocking tremor when Qin Mu lost control. "Huotuluo died—could it be related to him? And Tianfeng Gou, you must not disappoint me..."
Ahead, a host of demon gods from the Netherworld, leading countless demonic hordes, were marching toward Li City. When Qin Mu lost control, these demon ancestors stiffened, looking back in terror toward the direction of his aura.
The demonic horde also fell into chaos, panicking. They stopped advancing and surged backward like a tide, trampling each other, too terrified to move forward.
Countless demonic creatures were crushed to death in an instant. Some, annoyed by slower companions, even killed them outright. The demon army was in complete disarray!
The demon ancestors themselves turned and fled, scrambling in all directions, desperate to return to the Netherworld and hide in the deepest darkness.
They felt a profound dread from the aura of Qin Mu's loss of control. Even though they were mindless and lacked much intelligence, they could never forget the sight of that giant infant rampaging, slaughtering and devouring them all those years ago!
Suddenly, Lu Li let out a high-pitched shriek, uttering bizarre Netherworld language. The demon ancestors gradually calmed down, stopped fleeing, and restrained the demonic horde, killing deserters.
Not long after, Tu Bo's magma avatar appeared and sealed Qin Mu. The terrifying aura vanished, and the demonic horde finally stopped scattering. They reorganized into an army and continued their eastward march.
In the demon world, the Woodcutter Saint and the other twenty-four gods from the Great Ruins looked up at the sky. Even in this Luofu Heaven of the demons, they could sense the disturbance from Taihuang Heaven.
"It was the demonic nature suppressed by that jade pendant that erupted."
The Woodcutter Saint exhaled a turbid breath and muttered, "Good thing I didn't directly unseal the pendant back then. When I heard he was born in the Netherworld, I knew something was off..."
A god asked, "Heavenly Teacher, who are you talking about?"
The Woodcutter Saint rubbed his temples, looking troubled. "My youngest disciple... Let's not talk about him. Let's continue."
The twenty-five gods got back to work, building massive golden pyramid altars in the demon Luofu Heaven.
In Li City and Mingyi City, the Yan Kingdom National Teacher and gods like Pang Yu the True God were interrogating Tianfeng Gou. They too felt the terrifying tremor and flew into the air, looking toward its source, their hearts pounding.
"It seems to be from Wuwang City! That sentry post!"
God Sang Ye exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no! Sect Leader Qin and those strange dao friends are still there!"
At the same time, light flickered on the Spirit Energy Transfer Bridge. A young man and a three-legged, two-winged god stepped off the bridge and immediately sensed the violent aura from Qin Mu's loss of control. They were astonished.
"This Qin Mu has lost control already? If he goes on a killing spree here, it'll be hard to lure him into Yan Kingdom..."
Young Master Qi's eyes flickered. Just then, Qin Mu's violent aura vanished, and he breathed a sigh of relief, smiling. "That's better."
Suddenly, Yang Xingjun exclaimed, "Young Master, I sense my hand!"
He raised his right arm—his right hand was missing!
"That Heavenly Blade who cut off my right hand is also in Taihuang Heaven! He's still alive!"
Yang Xingjun's face darkened, and he sneered, "I cut him in half, and he still managed to survive!"
At the abyss in Wuwang City, the Butcher suddenly felt a stir. He squeezed the gluttony pouch at his waist. It was smaller than Qin Mu's and not top-grade, but it could still hold many things.
Inside his gluttony pouch, a hand bone was twitching restlessly, as if trying to fly out and return to its owner.
Behind the Butcher, the Heavenly Blade vibrated, ringing on its own.
"I have to go."
The Butcher tightened his robe and said casually, "An old friend of mine has arrived. Today, I'll settle the score with him. Bashan, don't follow me. Stay here."
Bashan the Sacrificial Wine Master's tiger eyes lit up, and he sneered, "Teacher, you still want to ditch me? It's that god who cut you in half, isn't it? Back then, he sliced you in two at the waist. You felt ashamed, crawled away with half your body, and made it to the Great Ruins. I searched for you for years and cried for so long! Now you want to face him alone again? At least let me come along to collect your corpse! Even if he cuts you in half again, I want to see you breathe your last before I can give up!"
The Butcher's hand trembled as he barely restrained himself from chopping this disciple down.
Qin Mu quickly said, "Grandpa Butcher, your body is whole now, but that old friend is missing a hand, right? So you're not at a disadvantage—he is. Even if you don't go to him, he'll come to you. Better to wait here at ease and let him come to you!"
—Lalala, that's right, this is today's third update! You didn't expect that, did you? Neither did Zhai Zhu! Writing frantically for monthly votes, brothers! Our position is in danger! Asking for monthly votes!