Chapter 540 349: Wansheng Sword Demon

'Directly absorb the Blood Food Power without returning its origin to the world?'

Zhao Xuanqi's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing Ling's words.

'If someone did that, they could proactively create this power just to seize it. That would make them no different from an Alien Source siphoning the world's origin. It would likely cause immense damage to this world, and countless living beings would suffer calamity as a result. The perpetrator would surely be targeted by the Celestial Dao Consciousness.'

"Are you going to do that?"

Zhao Xuanqi asked, his gaze holding a hint of danger as he looked at her.

"I won't, but that doesn't mean others like us won't. Do you understand what I mean?"

Ignoring Zhao Xuanqi's dangerous gaze, Ling spoke with a faint smile, then waved her hand.

SNAP!

The mass of Blood Food Power before her also burst apart, returning to the world. In the process, she siphoned off a certain percentage of the Power of Origin, which accumulated in her body as Celestial Merit.

'Others?'

Seeing what she did, the dangerous glint in Zhao Xuanqi's eyes slowly faded. A thoughtful expression appeared on his face as he seemed to grasp her meaning.

'It seems the Upper Divine Court has serious problems. Have people really started imitating the Alien Sources, seizing the world's origin power to rapidly strengthen themselves?'

'This is chaos. In a way, the threat might be even greater than that of the Alien Sources.'

"Alright, we shouldn't linger here. The Blood Food Power has been collected. It's time to begin the next hunt," Ling said.

"What about them?"

Zhao Xuanqi asked, glancing at the middle-aged captain and his two heavily injured team members in the messy room.

The two had deliberately kept their voices low, so the middle-aged captain couldn't hear their conversation. When he saw them look his way, he felt his blood run cold, and his heart seemed to stop for a moment.

He had just seen something he shouldn't have. He had no doubt they had a motive to silence him, which, for experts of their caliber, was as easy as waving a hand.

"Their injuries are serious, but they won't die for now. What, you want to clean them up? That would certainly cover our tracks," Ling asked.

"No. They saw some things, but with all the layers of concealment, there's no danger of our identities being exposed. You can't kill everyone."

"Since they're not in mortal danger, we'll let the people from the Great Wei court worry about them. Let's go. On to the next target," Zhao Xuanqi said, looking away.

"A soft heart won't get you far on the perilous path of the Infinite Dao," Ling chuckled.

"I have my own dao, my own bottom line. There are things I can do, and things I won't. I don't know about danger, nor do I care what this Karmic Force you speak of is. If Karmic Force falls upon me, I will shatter it with my own power. That is all," Zhao Xuanqi stated calmly.

"Interesting."

Ling's lips curved into a slight smile. Her understanding of Zhao Xuanqi had deepened.

With that, the two lingered no longer. With a single movement, they swiftly departed from the courtyard.

Seeing the two depart, the middle-aged captain finally let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground. Cold sweat streamed down his face; he felt like he had just escaped death's door. The shocking image of that terrifying strike still echoed in his mind.

Meanwhile, on a nearby rooftop, hidden in a place they were unaware of, a black cat lay crouched in the shadows. Its wide, glistening eyes captured everything that had happened in the courtyard. Because its Vitality was fundamentally weak and it bore no threat or malice, it had even deceived the Sensing of Zhao Xuanqi and Zhuang Li.

At the same time, on a more distant rooftop, a figure shrouded in Primordial Qi that blazed like a fierce sun was gazing in this direction from hundreds of meters away.

This person was one of the thirty-six external incarnations of Marquis Wei Lie, the Ten Thousand Laws Inference.

The Yin Tower Believers had taken the initiative to attack a covert squad of the Great Wei court. This particular incarnation, at the Sensing Realm, was guarding this area and had just finished dealing with a team of Believers.

A short while ago, the earth-shattering boom and explosion from Zhao Xuanqi's Technique had caught his attention just as he was finishing a battle. He had seen the ferocious Nether Fire and the Form of the Hou soaring into the sky. The power of that attack had already surpassed the strength of an ordinary Sensing Realm expert, and the fluctuations of Primordial Qi from the Technique felt unfamiliar to him.

"Is that... the Netherworld Killing Fire of the Rakshasa Sect? Since when did the Rakshasa Sect get involved in the South Mansion's affairs? No, that's not quite right. The Netherworld Killing Fire shouldn't have this much power or this kind of form."

"Something is strange."

The eyes of the Ten Thousand Laws Incarnation narrowed. He watched from a distance as the two figures quickly left the courtyard. He moved swiftly, arriving in the courtyard moments after them, only to be met by a scene of utter devastation.

The green bricks of the courtyard were torn up, and the nearly twenty-square-meter area was a chaotic, unrecognizable mess. It looked as if more than half of it had been demolished.

This was clearly the damage caused by that single strike.

"The destructive power actually reached this level?"

His expression shifted as he noticed the middle-aged captain and his group inside the room.

SWOOSH!!

The Ten Thousand Laws Incarnation instantly appeared beside the middle-aged captain's group. Primordial Qi and Vitality erupted from his body like a blazing sun, coalescing into the form of a talisman in his palm, which he then abruptly pressed toward them.