Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 211 The Deadly Poisonous Dart

Han Yi didn't give them any time to react. With a soft sound, he leaped among them like a rabbit and magpie, clapping his hands several times in quick succession.

Even though the Evil-Slaying Force is more inclined to suppress Yin energy and the Rejuvenating Force is more inclined to assist and restore oneself, neither of these two forces is specifically designed to target the martial artist's physical body. However, force is force. When dealing with these ordinary martial artists, a palm with flowing force is like a weapon with special effects. A graze will cause injury, and a touch will cause death.

Han Yi simply tapped the backs, necks, and heads of the men, and they all collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

Finally, only the young man in black remained. He was quick-witted and agile, and taking advantage of Han Yi's distraction while dealing with the others, he managed to escape Han Yi's sight. But that was his only chance…

At the entrance of the cave, a huge rock, five or six meters high and covered with green moss and solid ice, was completely blocking the entrance.

This mechanism was specially designed by a master within the Shadow Assassin Pavilion to prevent their own forces from being attacked. If any external enemies were to invade, they could simply press the switch gently according to the instructions to lower a giant rock and repel the invasion!

Perhaps the people who designed the mechanism knew that their Shadow Pavilion wasn't exactly engaged in legitimate business, and that they might cause trouble or attract powerful enemies at any time. Therefore, the mechanism was set up to be extremely sturdy, making it impossible for ordinary people to break through.

However, as the saying goes, "Success and failure both stem from Xiao He"...

If you don't know the trick to opening and closing the switch, it's difficult to get in from the outside, which also means it's difficult to get out from the inside!

Perhaps, if several martial arts masters at the Meridian Opening level were to continuously bombard the area from the inside out for several days, they might be able to open the mechanism here.

But this young man in black is at most at the Blood Refining stage. Firstly, he doesn't have the time, and secondly, he doesn't have the strength!

Seeing the giant stone mechanism before him, a hint of despair flashed in the man's eyes. But then, he prostrated himself on the ground and begged loudly, "Sir, I was blinded by greed and didn't recognize your greatness. Please, spare my life!"

However, Han Yi remained unmoved. He walked over calmly with a composed expression.

"Sir, I have a seventy-year-old mother to support and a three-year-old child to raise. If I hadn't been forced into a corner by the government, I would never have joined the Shadow Fiend Pavilion and engaged in such a hateful business. Please, sir, have mercy and let me go!"

This young man in black was indeed quick-witted. He rattled off one tragic and heart-wrenching story after another, begging Han Yi for mercy while weeping bitterly.

"Is what you're saying true or false? You have a younger daughter?" Han Yi's expression seemed somewhat moved, and he sighed deeply, "I also have a younger daughter..."

"Grandpa!" The young man in black seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope for survival. He knelt down, snot and tears streaming down his face, and crawled in front of Han Yi, reaching out to hug Han Yi's leg.

Of course, Han Yi simply turned slightly to the side and dodged it.

The man didn't care and continued to wail, "Sir, you don't know, I really lived a life worse than a cow or a horse in the Shadow Pavilion. When I first joined, it was okay, I just had to complete two orders or pay fifty taels of silver each year."

But later, it got increasingly outrageous. Now, they require us to complete at least ten orders every year, or else pay five hundred taels of silver!

"Then why don't you quit?" Han Yi asked in a calm tone.

"Huh?" The man reacted quickly and said, "Sir, it's not that I don't want to quit, it's just that they threatened me, especially that damned Hall Master Leng. He claimed that if I dare to quit, he would kill my entire family, young and old!"

As he spoke, he leaned closer again, begging to hug Han Yi's leg.

"Ah, so you're a pitiful person too..." This time, Han Yi didn't dodge the question, but lowered his eyelids and sighed, seemingly feeling great sympathy for the person's plight.

"Yes, sir, I was forced into this situation..." The young man in black crawled forward again, closing the distance between himself and Han Yi.

"What a pity, what a pity..." Han Yi looked up at the sky, seemingly lost in some kind of memory, "What a pity, my daughter was killed by your Shadow Assassin Pavilion!"

"Yes, yes..." The young man in black was not paying attention to him at all, and answered absentmindedly.

"Ok?"

He suddenly raised his head, seemingly realizing he had said the wrong thing. The next instant, there was a whooshing sound, and a leg shadow appeared in front of him, then enlarged, and then everything went dark.

boom!

With a loud bang, he was slammed onto the boulder by Han Yi's whip kick, like a lump of mud. White, yellow, and red bloodstains immediately flowed all over the ground, and a trace of fear from saying the wrong thing still remained on his face.

Ding Ling clang!

A sword with a barb at the tip, a thin blade as cold as ice, and a slightly curved body with a bluish sheen, was clearly a dagger coated with deadly poison. It slipped from the man's hand, which he had been holding in his robes.

"You don't really have elderly parents and young children to support, but unfortunately, neither do I..."

Unsure whether to feel joy or sorrow, Han Yi sighed. He was no longer the naive young man he once was. If it were before, he might have believed the black-clad youth's words, perhaps even softened his stance. But now…

To join the Shadow Assassins Pavilion, one must undergo a selection process, including competition and assessment. Just like the black-clad youth who died, one must complete a certain number of missions, assassinate a considerable number of people, apply for assessment, and finally, after training, become ruthless, cruel, vicious, treacherous, and unscrupulous before truly becoming a member of the Shadow Assassins Pavilion!

Just like the old saying goes, people seek refuge with relatives, birds seek refuge with the forest, and even demons seek refuge with the Fifth Sister Goddess. It can be said that there is not a single good person among those who can mingle in the Shadow Fiend Pavilion!

Therefore, even if Han Yi hadn't noticed the man's subtle actions, he wouldn't have truly believed his explanation!

After all, having witnessed countless acts of deceit, intrigue, and backstabbing among martial artists in the martial world, Han Yi had long since matured into a seasoned veteran of the martial world.

The dragon-slaying boy becomes the dragon himself!

What defines a seasoned veteran? It's someone who cheats, swindles, and lays traps! Like right now!

shhhhhh!

Han Yi didn't seem to think much of it when a series of sharp, piercing sounds came from behind him!

They were throwing knives, diamond-shaped, with sharp blades, and the tips of the blades also emitted a blue luster, but it was even deeper and more mysteriously blue!

Behind Han Yi, Leng Wuchang had stealthily crept up to him at some point. His once neatly styled long hair was now disheveled, his face was flushed an unnatural red, and his narrow eyes were filled with malice.

One after another, Leng Wuchang casually took out throwing knives from his bosom, then flicked them out, drawing unpredictable arcs or straight lines in mid-air, heading straight for Han Yi's vitals.

This is Leng Wuchang's signature move, and also his unique hidden weapon technique - "Life-Chasing Poison Dragon Dart".

These darts were specially crafted by a master at Leng Wuchang's request. They possessed excellent armor-piercing properties and were coated with a deadly poison that would kill instantly upon contact with blood. Once a single dart pierced the skin, the victim would die immediately. But that wasn't the most crucial point…

The key is that this kind of dart is specially made so that it can be infused with force. Therefore, this skill, combined with the Black Fiend Force he has cultivated, is invincible!

Black Fiend Force is an extremely insidious and difficult-to-detect force. This force specifically attacks the five internal organs of the human body. During a fight, it silently seeps into the body and causes damage in secret. Usually, by the time the opponent notices it, their heart meridians and meridians have already been severed. It can be said that it has taken the insidious and flexible approach to the extreme!

Based on Leng Wuchang's previous fighting experience, as long as he mixed poisoned darts with unpoisoned darts wrapped in energy and launched them back and forth, most people would instinctively dodge when faced with a sudden barrage of projectiles. However, in a surprise attack, it's inevitable that some darts will be difficult to dodge in time...

At this point, most people, faced with the choice between poisoned and unpoisoned darts, would inevitably choose to withstand the unpoisoned dart. In this situation, the Black Fiend Force would silently seep into the opponent's body…

Therefore, no matter which dart it is, as long as it hits once, it can often easily defeat a person within a few rounds.

This is also the killer move that allowed Leng Wuchang to take down several martial arts masters before!

He was confident that no martial artist below the Meridian Opening level could dodge this sneak attack, and even among martial artists of the same level, more than 90% would find it difficult to dodge!

Of course, Han Yi is not among these 90%.

Facing the scattered, cold light, his face remained calm and composed, his movements as light as a swallow. His legs seemed to transform into countless blurry afterimages as he nimbly and swiftly deflected the darts one by one, as if he had already anticipated their trajectories.

This move, called "Swallow Walk," emphasizes speed and agility, with all the energy and blood converging on the legs.

Originally a leg technique used for movement and travel, Han Yi used it to dodge, further enhanced by the sharp sixth sense brought by his Concentration ability. With each leap and bound, the flying projectiles were deflected, falling to the ground with a clatter.

Han Yi's figure moved leisurely and freely amidst the darts.

The more Leng Wuchang threw his darts, the more flustered he became. His usually invincible killing moves were now easily neutralized by the black-clad man wearing a judge's mask.

Looking at this person's appearance, he recalled several rumors he had heard while gathering intelligence...

Whoosh whoosh! !

The last wave of darts was thrown by Leng Wuchang. He gritted his teeth, glancing almost imperceptibly at the boulder mechanism, his expression extremely ugly.

boom!

He shot up like a scallion, leaping onto the boulder in a flash, and looked back at Han Yi.

"Are you the Black-Faced Judge?" Leng Wuchang asked in surprise and anger, his hands crossed, each holding a dagger.

The Black-Faced Judge had a jet-black face and a imposing figure, carrying an iron pen and a wooden tablet. Though his face was black, he was utterly impartial and incorruptible, dedicated to executing the most wicked; though his methods were ruthless, he was also fiercely opposed to evil, only committed to punishing the wicked and promoting good!

The storyteller's script had long been popular in Anyan City, and Leng Wuchang had naturally heard about it before, but at the time, he just laughed it off and didn't take it seriously.

He's seen plenty of people who claim to be a righteous judge or a figurehead. He's sure that righteous judge is just a hypocrite who's only good at bullying ordinary martial artists.

"What difference does it make whether it is or isn't?" Han Yi replied calmly.

"Sir, we have no prior grudges. Why resort to violence? Wouldn't it be better to sit down, chat, and have some tea?" Leng Wuchang said sincerely, but his body subtly shifted towards a certain spot on the boulder. He had already decided to retreat. He hadn't noticed it when he was intensely circulating his qi and blood earlier, but now that he had stopped, he only felt a faint pain in his lower abdomen where the Black-Faced Judge had struck him.

The Black-Faced Judge, despite being a martial arts master who has reached the Qi-opening stage, hides his strength, uses poison pills, and launches sneak attacks. He has no martial arts demeanor at all and is far from the upright and honorable character described in the stories!

A person's name is like a tree's shadow. He hadn't paid much attention to the Black-Faced Judge when he thought he was a martial artist, but now that he was certain he was a martial arts master, he couldn't help but sigh.

Leng Wuchang cursed Han Yi in his heart, completely forgetting that he had just ambushed Han Yi from behind with a dart.

Of course, despite cursing in his heart, Leng Wuchang still wore a smile on his face: "I was quite rude just now and offended you. I am willing to give you a hundred taels of gold to clear up the misunderstanding. What do you say?"

'A hundred taels of gold?' Han Yi raised an eyebrow slightly. A thousand taels of silver was quite a lot, but wouldn't it all be his after killing this person?

Besides, he had already killed so many people from the Shadow Assassin Pavilion and almost destroyed this stronghold, but he left behind the strongest hall master who liked to harm people in secret. Wasn't this just asking for trouble?

They said the misunderstanding was resolved and it was all laughed off, but are feuds in the martial world so easy to resolve? Han Yi isn't a three-year-old child; how could he be so easily fooled?

And, most importantly…

Most importantly, having just experienced the combat power of a martial arts master, he was like a child who had just received a new toy. Those few moves were just a warm-up, and there was still a long way to go before he could fully enjoy himself!

Since opening his meridians, Han Yi had experienced a series of frustrating moments, which had filled him with resentment. He had long wanted to find an opponent of similar strength to fight!

Those martial artists who can open their meridians and enter the realm of internal strength are all arrogant and haughty. They either have powerful backers or are too proud of their status to accept a fight easily.

Because everyone's strength is about the same, and martial artists are very resilient, they can outrun even if they can't win. Without a fatal blow, if they offend an enemy of similar strength, they might find their loved ones wiped out by their enemies one day when they go out!

Therefore, martial arts masters who have opened meridians generally do not fight each other unless they have a life-or-death feud or are fighting over territory.