Reversing the Milky Way

Huimin: "Please don't be offended, Benefactor Zheng. My Tianhui Temple has a spiritual technique that, once mastered, allows one to observe the sins accumulated in people's bodies."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xie and Zhang Ji were immediately filled with questions.

Zheng Xie: "Sin?"

After exchanging a glance, the two looked at Hye-min again.

Zheng Xie: "What does Master Huimin mean? Don't joke with us."

Even Huiwu, who was standing to the side, seemed completely bewildered after hearing Huimin's words.

Huiwu: "Senior brother, I've been at Tianhui Temple for nearly ten years and have never heard of such a technique. Is this true?!"

Huimin: "That's natural, but you haven't yet reached the core of my Tianhui Temple."

After saying that, he turned his head to Zheng Xie, who looked puzzled.

Hye-min: "To be honest, from the moment I met the three of you, I observed that the sins you committed were extremely grave."

Zheng Xie: "Bullshit!"

Zheng Xie spoke angrily, believing that the monk in front of him was just talking nonsense.

Zheng Xie: "Since the master likes these so-called inexplicable remarks, then we two will not disturb you any longer. Farewell."

After saying that, Zheng Xie was about to leave with Zhang Ji when, in the next moment, Hui Min slammed his staff down, and a golden light containing an offensive force struck towards Zheng Xie and Zhang Ji.

Upon seeing this, the two quickly hid.

Zheng Xie: "Master Huimin, what do you mean by this?"

Huimin: "Both of you are burdened with heavy sins, especially Benefactor Zhang Ji. Judging from your attire, you should be a member of the Crimson Soul Sect. I'm afraid you won't be able to leave this place today!"

Zhang Ji was furious when he heard this.

Zhang Ji: "Damn you, you bald monk! I advise you to get out of my way right now, or you'll regret it if you offend us!"

Zheng Xie: "If you're going to waste your breath talking to him, you should hurry up and take the things out. I'll stop him."

After Zheng Xie finished speaking, he immediately took out his weapon, a pair of double wheels that were specially controlled by spirit control techniques. Each wheel was covered with dense metal barbs, which looked terrifying.

Huimin: "Junior brother, stop this person."

Upon hearing this, Huiwu immediately took action.

Zheng Xie: "You're asking for it!"

Zheng Xie roared and threw out his two wheels, which flew straight towards Hui Wu.

Hui Min clasped his hands together, and two huge golden hands appeared out of thin air. He clasped his hands together and then swung them out, slamming the two flying wheels into the rock wall.

Zheng Xie: "Huh?!"

Seeing this, Zheng Xie immediately took out another longsword from his storage bag without hesitation. Without any consideration, he directly swung the longsword at Hui Min, and the inscriptions for body tempering began to flow around his body.

Huimin immediately formed hand seals, and golden spiritual energy emerged from his body, transforming into characters that appeared continuously.

Hye-min: "Golden Body!"

In an instant, Huimin's body was enveloped in golden light, and countless golden characters began to emerge on his skin.

As Zheng Xie swung his sword, a crisp clanging sound echoed throughout the cave. Zheng Xie gripped the hilt tightly, his hand trembling from the impact. The massive impact created a deep void beneath their feet, and rocks rained down from above.

Zheng Xie stared in horror at the scene before him. The large knife in his hand had not pierced Hui Min's body at all; the other's skin was as hard as steel.

Zheng Xie: "What kind of move is this? My body tempering realm has reached the Divine Might level, but this bald monk didn't even flinch after taking my hit! Could it be that he has also cultivated some kind of body tempering technique?"

Zheng Xie then unleashed several more horizontal slashes, each strike generating shockwaves that caused the entire cave to tremble violently.

Hui Min roared, and the golden characters around him suddenly spread outwards, knocking Zheng Xie, who had been attacking him, back dozens of steps. Then, he clenched his right fist, and a golden dharma image nearly ten meters tall appeared behind Hui Min. Along with Hui Min's movement, the golden dharma image behind him also threw a punch. The golden fist shadow grew larger and larger, and the fierce fist wind traveled along the ground.

A golden light flashed, and by the time the fist shadow reached Zheng Xie, it had grown to the size of a house. An explosion rang out as the fist shadow slammed into Zheng Xie's body, causing it to cave into the rock wall behind him. The ground trembled, and rubble quickly buried the crater.

Just then, a scream rang out, and Zhang Ji fell to the ground, tumbling and crawling. Not far away, Huiwu threw his golden staff with all his might, and the staff stuck straight into the ground in front of Zhang Ji, who was lying there. Startled, Zhang Ji quickly took a few steps back and then began to plead.

Huiwu quickly stepped forward, holding the long staff in his hand and pointing it at Zhang Ji's head.

Huiwu: "Speak! What is your purpose in hiding in the group?"

Zhang Ji: "Cough cough! Damn bald monk, if your Tianhui Temple dares to interfere in this matter, my Chihun Sect elders will definitely not let you off!"

Huiwu: "Hehe! Let's talk about this in the dungeon of the Censorate!"

Hui Min strode over, his golden eyes sweeping over Zhang Ji. Soon, he noticed a rich, blood-red aura emanating from Zhang Ji's storage pouch at his waist.

Huimin: "Esteemed benefactor, I sense a powerful karmic connection surging within you, the source of which lies in the storage pouch at your waist. I wonder what sinful object it is. Would you be so kind as to show it to this humble monk?"

Zhang Ji: "Bullshit! Don't even think about it!"

Huimin: "If that's the case, then don't blame this humble monk for being heartless!"

As he spoke, Huimin slammed his staff down, and just as he was about to make a move, he heard a loud bang coming from the crater he had just created.

"Boom!"

The flying debris was like a heavy bomb that had suddenly exploded.

However, after the explosion, a bloody aura spread from the smoke, which immediately alerted Huimin and Huiwu.

Huiwu: "Hmm? What's going on?"

As the aura of bloodlust spread, a deep, muffled, smoky voice emerged.

Zheng Xie: "Damn bald monk! I'll kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge figure suddenly sprang out from the rubble, its towering size startling even Huiwu.

Huiwu: "What the hell is this?!"

Before them stood a tall figure, its entire body covered in black fur, its head completely devoid of human form, resembling a bear's brain. Its muscles had burst through its original clothing, appearing unusually developed.

Huimin: "Junior brother, be careful! This is demonic transformation!"

Upon hearing this, Huiwu immediately retreated. However, Zheng Xie's demonic transformation had greatly enhanced his size and strength. With a wave of his arm, spiritual energy swept out a powerful impact.

Despite blocking with all his might, Huiwu's body was still hit by a huge impact, and he was instantly sent flying, crashing heavily into the rock wall.

Zheng Xie gave him no chance to catch his breath, quickly following up and slamming down with a heavy blow with both fists clenched.

Huimin: "Junior brother!"

Holding a tin staff, Huimin stood in front of Huiwu at the critical moment, and activated the Golden Body Form once again.

This time, facing Zheng Xie's all-out attack, he was instantly suppressed and unable to move, as if he were filled with lead.

Zheng Xie: "You're asking for it!"

Zheng Xie's voice echoed in his ears, and soon Hui Min felt that his golden statue had reached its breaking point. With a gush of blood from his mouth, Hui Min was forced into a half-kneeling position, the powerful force pressing half of his body tightly into the ground, unable to move at all. Before he could react, a heavy kick followed.

Despite being protected by the golden statue, Hye-min was still kicked like a ball and sent flying more than 100 meters away, crashing heavily onto the rock wall.

The intense collision caused Hye-min to cough up another mouthful of blood.

Huimin: "This! Cough cough! Even the golden statue couldn't stop it. Could it be that this monster's power has advanced to the Mountain-Suppressing Realm?!"

Despite her pain, Huimin immediately took out a gold foil from her storage bag. The gold foil had flowing patterns on its surface, radiating golden spiritual power.

Huimin: "This gold foil is a low-grade spiritual artifact; we can only trap it for now."

After saying this, the gold foil left his hand and quickly flew towards Zheng Xie's direction, then became enormous.

Zheng Xie: "Hmm?"

A huge gold leaf fell, and with a loud boom, the surrounding land was shaken up with billowing sand and gravel. The gold leaf trapped Zheng Xie inside.

Just then, Zhang Ji, who had been overlooked, tried to escape, but in the next instant, a golden staff sliced ​​through the air and rushed straight behind him.

Zhang Ji immediately turned his head and quickly threw a defensive talisman from his pocket. In just an instant, the golden staff pierced through the defensive array manifested by the talisman and struck his abdomen directly.

With a spurt of blood, Zhang Ji collapsed like a kite with a broken string.

After rolling twice on the ground, he used his elbows to support himself and struggled to get up.

Zhang Ji: "Damn bald monk! Die!"

With his last bit of strength, he quickly flung two thunderstorm crystals from his storage bag and threw them straight at Huiwu, who was charging towards him.

Huiwu: "Huh!? What is this thing?!"

Once he realized what was happening, Huiwu quickly cast the Spirit Armor Technique, and then stopped his movements as he clasped his hands together, forming another layer of golden spiritual energy shield in front of him.

With two loud explosions, Huiwu felt a strong impact around him and was involuntarily thrown backward.

Once the surrounding smoke and dust had cleared, they discovered that Zhang Ji had already flown on his sword towards the cave entrance not far away.

Zhang Ji: "You bastards, just you wait! Take me back to the elders, and we'll have you all slaughtered!"

After uttering those harsh words, he flew straight up into the passage they had cleared to get there.

Upon seeing this, Huiwu was about to get up and chase after him when Huimin stopped him.

Huimin: "Wait! Junior brother, don't chase after him."

As he spoke, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Huiwu: "Senior brother, how are you?!"

Hye-min: "It's alright, right now we need to deal with the monster inside the gold foil."

After saying that, he looked at the gold foil not far away, and saw that there were continuous impact sounds coming from the gold foil, and the sound waves kept echoing in the cave.

Inside the gold foil, the demonized Zheng Xie used both legs and feet to attack the interior of the gold foil, each attack producing a loud echo.

Zheng Xie: "What the hell is this thing! Judging from the material, it's probably just a low-grade spiritual weapon!? If that's the case!"

He reached his thick hand to his waist and took out a storage bag.

Zheng Xie: "I didn't want to waste this thing, but since it's a low-grade spiritual artifact, I can accept it."

At this point, he tossed out an exquisitely crafted porcelain bottle filled with an orange-red liquid that emitted an extremely strong corrosive odor and a highly concentrated smell.

As Zhang Ji flew upwards through the pit, he kept looking back down.

'Damn it, those bald monks are absolutely unpleasant! I must report this to the elders when I get back.'

Just as he was thinking this, a strange sound suddenly rang out beside his ear.

"What kind of human is this! You took my things and just left?!"

Zhang Ji: "Who!?"

Upon hearing this voice, Zhang Ji was terrified. He looked around frantically but found nothing unusual.

Zhang Ji: "Damn it, whatever!"

Zhang Ji stared at the exit above and rushed towards it. The next moment, his figure shot into the sky from the cave entrance he had come from. However, Zhang Ji no longer had a head, and his body was only using inertia to sprint upwards.

Upon reaching its highest point, his body plummeted towards the ground, while the spiritual sword that had formed beneath his feet rapidly dissipated in mid-air.

His body crashed to the ground, the blood flowing from his neck instantly turning the surrounding earth even redder, and the storage bag at his waist was nowhere to be found.

A few breaths later, his head was thrown out of the hole by an external force and rolled to a spot not far from where his body was.

Meanwhile, Hye-min was fully focused on manipulating his gold foil, but suddenly he noticed that a corner of his object was rapidly breaking apart.

Huimin: "What! What's going on? My gold foil is made of Jinhao Stone, a high-grade ore. Even a higher-grade artifact might not be able to match its hardness! Even if this human-demon's power has greatly increased after his transformation, even if he has reached the Opening Meridian Realm, he shouldn't be able to shake my gold foil. What's going on?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huimin immediately extended his divine sense to observe the inside of his gold foil, but the scene inside surprised him greatly.

All he could see was an orange-red mist filling the gold foil, making it impossible for him to even detect Zheng Xie's figure. When he saw the weak point in his gold foil, he discovered that the originally thick gold wall was actually crumbling layer by layer.

"What! What is this thing?"

Just as he was surprised, a large, hairy hand suddenly pressed against the inner wall of the gold foil. With just a slight press, the inner wall of the gold foil shattered instantly, like glass.

Huiwu and Huimin, who were outside, saw a huge figure suddenly burst out from the gold foil.

Zheng Xie: "I've finally had enough! Today I'm going to tear you two to pieces!"

Upon seeing this, Huimin immediately shielded Huiwu in front of him, and at the same time, the jade pendant in his hand began to emit spiritual light.

Huimin: "Junior brother, hurry up! I've already sent a request for help to the elders, they'll be here soon."

Huiwu: "No, senior brother, what will you do then?"

Huimin: "This person's demonic transformation is unusual and is not the same as the one we have seen before. If we cannot eliminate this person here, it may cause more innocent people to die. I will hold him off, and you should leave here quickly."

Huiwu: "But senior brother! You...."

Zheng Xie swiftly appeared in front of the two in a flash.

Zheng Xie: "I can sense that you two are exhausted. You will not be leaving today."

As he spoke, his cold gaze reflected the figures of two people: one was the half-dead Huimin, and the other was the heavily wounded Huiwu. In his eyes, these two were already dead.

However, a strange gust of wind brushed against his neck, and he suddenly realized that the eyes of the two people in front of him had changed, gradually turning from struggle and belief into fear.

Zheng Xie: "What? Are you scared now?!"

His voice was deep and resonant, echoing throughout the cave, making the surroundings exceptionally quiet at that moment.

However, Zheng Xie soon noticed that the expressions of the two people in front of him remained unchanged, and their gazes seemed to be directed behind him.