The blinding purple light severed the Mist Guide’s left waist to his right shoulder, along with the building behind him.
The remaining light continued its path, disappearing from sight…
The diagonally severed building collapsed with a muffled roar, shrouding the surroundings in gray dust.
Cries of anguish filled the air. It was unknown how many people were buried beneath the rubble.
The Skinwalker stood up expressionlessly. Its horrifying left eyeball continuously bled, and after the blood flowed out, the shriveled orb became a stone-like material.
The previous move was one of the Skinwalker’s ultimate abilities. It sacrificed the vision of one eye for a few days to achieve an almost ultimate cutting effect.
When unleashed in its current state, its power was close to the limit under a Cataclysm. Even a Cataclysm-level being, if struck unprepared, would suffer some injuries.
For several days after its use, this eye would be rendered useless, and its strength would decrease somewhat.
However, it was all worth it. After eliminating this interfering True Sequence, it could proceed as planned to collect other fragments.
As long as one component returned, it could fill the void of the eye. With more components, its strength could be restored to a certain level.
It had been ‘dead’ for two thousand years, and in those two thousand years, it had forgotten too many things.
But there was one thing it remembered very clearly: it absolutely had to recover faster than a certain bug.
…And then, it would tear that bug to shreds!
Seeing the Mist Guide cut in half and fall lifelessly to the ground, Gu Daoqing swallowed.
Now that this True Sequence powerhouse who suddenly appeared to help was also incapacitated, what should he do?
He didn’t need to think to know that the Skinwalker would not let him go.
From the Skinwalker’s perspective, if someone threw excrement at him and forced it into his mouth multiple times, he wouldn’t let that person off either.
The Skinwalker, with its back to Gu Daoqing, suddenly turned 180 degrees, looking at him with sinister eyes, causing Gu Daoqing to flinch.
“You… will surely… die… ashes… scattered.”
In the Skinwalker’s mind, Gu Daoqing was already a dead man. To dare attack its pristine divine body with such filth meant he had to bear its wrath!
Gu Daoqing’s mouth twitched as he said, “In this life, the most important thing is harmony. Or perhaps I can help you clean up?”
The Skinwalker grinned, quickly caught up to Gu Daoqing, grabbed him by the collar, and its skin spread out, binding Gu Daoqing so he couldn’t move.
“You… also… taste.”
The Skinwalker’s skin writhed, condensing the filth on its body into a ball, and then pressed it directly onto Gu Daoqing’s face.
Gu Daoqing finally tasted the flavor of the filth he had launched.
However, for Gu Daoqing, this kind of thing was not unique.
He wasn't some war god who had never lost. And with his disgusting ability, if he lost, his opponent wouldn't let him off easily.
Seeing that Gu Daoqing not only showed no pain but even seemed to enjoy it, the Skinwalker decided to increase the intensity.
Its skin began to stretch and relax continuously, and immense force repeatedly struck Gu Daoqing. In a few seconds, Gu Daoqing was bleeding from all seven orifices, and the filth on his face caused his wounds to fester rapidly.
Gu Daoqing could now choose to purify his wounds, but the Skinwalker was connected to him. Once he purified, the Skinwalker would also be purified.
In that case, the damage that had been inflicted on the Skinwalker with great difficulty would be maximally recovered. This was something Gu Daoqing would never agree to, even if it meant death.
The reason the Skinwalker was not killing him but torturing him was precisely to force Gu Daoqing to use his purification ability. However, the Skinwalker’s patience was not infinite, and Gu Daoqing’s stubborn refusal to yield began to make it agitated.
“Die!”
The Skinwalker leaned close to Gu Daoqing’s ear, preparing to unleash a shriek. Once it screamed, the powerful sound waves would directly destroy Gu Daoqing’s brain.
Gu Daoqing sighed and closed his eyes.
Dying like this was perhaps the fate of a demon hunter.
Just then, a murky blade light flashed before Gu Daoqing’s eyes. The Skinwalker’s head flew off.
Its empty head, like a leather pouch, fell to the ground and shriveled up. Its hollowed-out features eerily displayed an expression of shock.
“Why… you…”
The figure holding the kitchen knife behind the Skinwalker was none other than the Mist Guide, whom the Skinwalker had sacrificed an eye to kill!
This guy was actually not dead!
Before the Skinwalker could finish speaking, its head was stomped on by the Mist Guide.
“If you can’t speak clearly, drink some disinfectant to clear your throat. Your mumbling makes me want to spit.”
Then, the Mist Guide, using the corrupted blade that Wen Wen had intentionally dropped before being sent flying, began to vigorously slash at the Skinwalker.
To deal with such an undead monster that could recover quickly, one had to be ruthless. Once an advantage was gained, it must not be given time to recover.
The Mist Guide’s strength was already a level higher than Wen Wen’s, and it was a surprise attack. He easily chopped the Skinwalker into several pieces.
The Skinwalker hastily released Gu Daoqing and attempted to counterattack, but it was already too late to counter now.
Its dispersed hair and skin moved rapidly, trying to converge. However, the Mist Guide’s knife was faster. He quickly sliced the Skinwalker into pieces even finer than dumpling filling, scattering them into more than ten chunks and enclosing them with indistinct mist.
At this point, the once imposing Skinwalker was temporarily rendered incapable of resisting.
Gu Daoqing activated his cleansing ability, and the filth on his face instantly disappeared. However, it would still take some time for those festering wounds to fully recover.
But he did not relax his guard at this moment, instead looking at the Mist Guide with apprehension.
The origin of this guy was extremely mysterious. Previously, they had a common enemy, so they could cooperate to deal with it.
But now that the enemy was dealt with, this mysteriously appearing fellow had become a major concern for Gu Daoqing.
The Mist Guide chuckled and said, “You don’t have to worry about me. I was just passing by. If I hadn’t been hit by this guy while flying, I wouldn’t have come to help you.”
But Gu Daoqing didn’t believe the Mist Guide’s lies.
He had seen the Mist Guide’s likeness on the wanted list posted by the Hunter Association.
If he remembered correctly, the Mist Guide was the mysterious True Sequence powerhouse who fought seven opponents alone in the Golden Eagle District about a month ago!
As for why such a powerful True Sequence, who once fought seven alone, was now struggling against an ordinary True Sequence, Gu Daoqing had also thought of a reason for Wen Wen.
According to the association’s intelligence, the Guide had suffered severe injuries and was estimated to be unable to be active for a long time.
It was understandable that his strength had decreased after coming out while heavily injured…