Han Li’s face began to pale as he watched Physician Mo raise the strange blade high into the air.
Bathed in sunlight, the edge of the blade shimmered brilliantly, making it appear exceptionally sharp.
A sense of panic crept into his heart, but reason told him that the other party had gone through so much trouble to capture him alive—they wouldn’t simply kill him without a word. This was likely just intimidation.
So, even as the blade slowly descended toward him, Han Li remained silent, forcing himself to stay calm.
It wasn’t until the edge of the blade was barely half an inch from his head, the cold aura already brushing against his hair, that he slowly closed his eyes. A faint trace of regret flickered in his heart.
“Is he really going to kill me? If I had known this would happen, I should have begged for mercy—maybe there would still be a sliver of hope for survival. I’m still so young; I really don’t want to die like this. When my parents hear about my death, will they be heartbroken? Will they regret sending me to the Seven Mysteries Sect…”
Facing this life-or-death moment, countless thoughts flooded Han Li’s mind. In that brief instant, it felt as though he had experienced all the joys and sorrows of life, gaining a profound understanding of life and death.
*Thud.* The sound of a blade piercing flesh echoed.
Han Li’s body trembled slightly, but then he froze in surprise—he felt no pain at all.
“What’s going on?” He opened his eyes in astonishment.
The moment he did, he was stunned. To his surprise, the strange blade was embedded deep in Physician Mo’s own shoulder, with only the hilt visible, trembling slightly. Perhaps because the blade was too sharp, not a single drop of blood flowed out, creating an extremely eerie scene.
Just as Han Li was staring in disbelief, Physician Mo, contrary to expectations, began praising him: “Tsk, tsk! Kid, you’ve got some nerve. Even with a blade at your throat, you didn’t beg for mercy. Impressive! Back in my days roaming the martial world, I’ve seen plenty of so-called heroes who claimed to fear nothing. But once they fell into my hands and faced a little threat, they all turned into cowards, kneeling and begging for their lives—utterly pathetic.”
Han Li was left speechless, unsure how to respond.
In truth, he had almost lost his composure earlier. He had stubbornly held on, clinging to a sliver of hope until the very end, believing the other party wouldn’t actually harm him. Moreover, he was too prideful to shamelessly switch attitudes and beg for mercy. Now, faced with Physician Mo’s repeated praise, Han Li naturally didn’t bother to explain. Yet, his heart was filled with mixed emotions—should he feel happy or disheartened?
While Han Li was lost in thought, Physician Mo swiftly embedded the remaining strange blades all over his body, leaving only the ghost-headed hilts exposed.
When Han Li snapped back to reality, he was horrified to discover that a total of seven blades were embedded in Physician Mo’s shoulders, legs, abdomen, chest, and other areas. From a distance, it looked as though he had been brutally dismembered.
Han Li found the sight both absurd and shocking. He knew that such self-mutilation likely meant Physician Mo was performing some extremely powerful technique. He just didn’t know whether it was meant to be used against him.
After embedding the blades, Physician Mo fell silent. Instead, he bent down, sat cross-legged opposite Han Li, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state, completely disregarding his surroundings.
Han Li’s heart stirred—he felt this was a rare chance to escape. He tried to move his limbs, but the moment he twitched, a heavy pressure instantly weighed down on his shoulders, paralyzing him once again.
He smiled bitterly. How could he have forgotten about the giant? With him watching closely every step of the way, there was no chance of escape.
It seemed Physician Mo had thoroughly considered everything before entering meditation and wasn’t afraid of any tricks Han Li might try. This giant, called “Iron Slave,” was a monster in his own right. Like Physician Mo’s “Demon Silver Hand,” his entire body was impervious to blades and spears—even the most vulnerable spots of a man were no exception. Today, Han Li had truly been defeated by him.
Just as Han Li was inwardly cursing the giant, the other man began to undergo a bizarre transformation.
Physician Mo’s face started twitching uncontrollably, his entire body shaking incessantly. His features contorted from the muscle spasms, as if he were enduring immense pain. Combined with the blades embedded in his body, the scene was utterly sinister and terrifying, as though a chilling aura was slowly rising within the room.
Suddenly, Physician Mo stopped twitching and shaking, but a low growl emerged from the depths of his throat—a sound filled with primal savagery. In that instant, he no longer seemed like an old man but rather a wild beast that had just emerged from the mountains.
Then, something even more terrifying happened. The ghostly mist that had once appeared on Physician Mo’s face a year ago resurfaced.
This time, however, the mist was drastically different—thicker, darker, and more sinister. It shrouded his face like a pitch-black mask, obscuring his true features.
The tentacles occasionally materializing from the mist had also undergone a dramatic transformation. They now appeared sleek and glossy, with a substantial, almost physical presence, writhing and dancing wildly across his face.
Physician Mo formed a lotus-like hand seal with his fingers, his lips moving slightly as if muttering an incantation. However, his voice was too low for Han Li to make out the words.
As Physician Mo continued his mysterious actions, the mist on his face seemed to grow enraged, boiling and churning like oil meeting water. More slender tentacles emerged, waving menacingly as if trying to阻止 Physician Mo’s next move.
Just as the black mist reached its peak intensity, Physician Mo opened his eyes. Even through the thick fog, Han Li could see a sharp, intense light gleaming within them.
“Seven Ghosts Soul-Devouring Art!” Physician Mo shouted, announcing the name of his secret technique.
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