Chapter 530: Chapter 308: How Daring! Witness This Young Hero’s Righteous Toe Strike!
With a thud, as the last surge of blood mist dissipated, the village elder finally fell to the ground, unable to support himself in the air any longer.
Finally came down!
At this moment, the village elder’s mind was completely blank, feeling as if his brain had just been shot away during that rise and fall.
It wasn’t until he firmly hit the ground that a trace of clarity returned to his mind.
But the next moment, clarity brought fear.
Because he heard a rustling sound.
The village elder turned his head, only to see the handsome pervert crawling out of the ground, lying flat against it, slipping over like a fish.
The opponent glided close to the ground, his legs already a shadowy blur due to speed, carrying the force of thunder and wind.
This scene was already eerie and terrifying enough, even more so since it was aimed at him.
The village elder struggled to stand up, initially wanting to find a high place to hide, but it was too late.
"No!"
"I must!"
With a resounding explosion, Duan Yun’s thunder and wind sliding tackle struck the other’s legs dead on!
The village elder’s legs, like chopsticks, were broken, and his whole body was violently spun in the air, turning thirty times before he finally hit the ground.
With a thud, when he finally fell to the ground, Duan Yun had lost count of how many times he spun.
The other spun so fast, it made him dizzy.
Duan Yun rose from the sliding tackle stance, walking towards the village elder.
The village elder’s face was covered in blood, his trousers utterly destroyed, his body pierced with splinters like a porcupine, far from the cordial and honest look he had during the day.
"Run!"
"Keep running!"
Duan Yun said as he walked.
The village elder’s eyes were blinded by blood, only able to see a blurry figure.
Even with countless broken bones and shattered organs, his instinct to flee remained.
Isn’t it natural for people to fear King Yan?
Even if you’re dead, you fear King Yan.
But to the village elder, the man before him was more terrifying than King Yan.
The sky was dim, but the mist had thinned noticeably in this place.
Visible were tall cypress trees, lush and green, solemn and serene.
Duan Yun knew the village elder couldn’t escape anymore.
He knew the elder had two sons and a daughter, who had also disappeared earlier.
He stepped forward, planning to use Beiming Divine Skill before the elder died to find out where the elder’s children were hiding, and then decide whether to kill his whole family.
Young Hero Duan wouldn’t harm good people, but if those three children accepted his salvation and didn’t have too many wicked deeds in memory, he wouldn’t kill them.
Of course, that’s unlikely.
The elder was already so bad, the chance of his missing children being good was very low.
Thus, under the heroism of Young Hero, the village elder’s family was likely to be wiped out.
"Don’t move, let me see where your children are hiding," said Duan Yun with heroic spirit.
A righteous big hand covered the elder’s head.
Surrounding mist was drawn in by palm force, swirling and forming a vortex.
Duan Yun quickly synchronized with the elder, but due to severe injuries, the elder’s consciousness was blurry, his memories chaotic and complex.
In the memories, there was a kind and gentle side of the Taoyuan Village elder, rolling up his sleeves to unclog an old lady’s toilet. Still, the scene shifted to him assaulting the lady’s daughter, like a lunatic.
Or perhaps, in the elder’s memory, the whole Taoyuan Village was insane.
They were normal when normal, friendly and harmonious, like Duan Yun saw during the day, almost too naïve and kind, nearly false.
But when abnormal, they were extremely abnormal.
For instance, on nights of the full moon, each household in Taoyuan Village mingled together, man with woman, man with man, woman with woman, even with pigs and dogs, and if some elderly could no longer work, they were sent to the mountains to "retire."
This is why most Taoyuan Village residents were quite young, even the women were beautiful.
Because the old and ugly were sent to "retire."
The so-called retirement likely meant feeding something.
There seemed to be some kind of fierce beast in the mountains, unclear even in the elder’s memories.
"Focus! Keep your memories less chaotic, where are your children?" Duan Yun said, concentrating and inhaling.
Said he’d take out the elder’s family, Young Hero wouldn’t be distracted by other matters.
Unexpectedly, Duan Yun realized the other’s memories were chaotic.
Or rather, shattered into countless pieces.
Even though Duan Yun tried hard to use Beiming Divine Skill, he couldn’t change this trend.
"What’s going on?" Duan Yun asked confusedly.
"Gold, golden leaves, we’re saved!"
The elder suddenly looked in a specific direction, shouting madly.
Evidently, the golden leaves he mentioned affected his mind.
Duan Yun frowned slightly and increased the force from his palm, causing the elder to scream again, "I want to be a hero!"
Memory reassembled, read by Duan Yun.
But just moments later, the elder screamed again, "Gold, golden leaves, we’re saved!"
"I want to be a hero!"
"Golden leaves, we’re saved!"
...
Quickly, two forces concerning control of the mind tugged back and forth.
Repeating like a recorder!
Duan Yun increased the suction force again, this time so strongly that the elder’s hair was pulled out, leaving him with a Mediterranean-style haircut.
This time, Duan Yun felt something in the elder’s head clearly.
Not something in the Sea of Consciousness, but a living being inside the elder’s head.
This was why the elder’s mind wouldn’t succumb to his control.
Duan Yun’s palm created a swirling demon electricity.
He planned to use this demon electricity to capture the creature when suddenly, with a bang, the creature exploded.
Simultaneously, the elder’s head exploded.
His scalp burst open, revealing a honeycomb-like mess, truly disgusting.
The elder died, Duan Yun couldn’t see what the creature inside looked like.
Because it had exploded so thoroughly, only some golden color could be seen in the brain matter and blood.
As he died, the elder fixed his gaze on a direction to the left, as if truly seeing golden leaves that could save him from an evil demon.
"Even if you explode, I can find your whole family," Duan Yun said seriously.
Looking at the golden hue in the brain matter, Duan Yun added, "If this thing has family, I’ll rid them too."
If it can hide in a human’s brain and compete for control of their divine sense, it must be eradicated.
My control over the divine sense is to act for heaven, for the righteous path, but creatures like you clearly intend to cause harm!
Who are you to dare possess similar abilities to mine?
Control over divine sense, in Duan Yun’s eyes, should belong solely to a noble young hero like him.
With the elder dead, Duan Yun could only find his family through other clues.
He couldn’t help but look in the direction the elder was gazing at when he died.
Night deepened, the nighttime forest shrouded in mystery.
Duan Yun wasn’t sure where he was anymore.
After racing, twisting and turning, he had to confirm where Taoyuan Village was.
Duan Yun suddenly blinked, his brow furrowing.
Because near where the elder was looking, a golden flash suddenly flickered by.
Was it an illusion?
In that instant, it seemed like an illusion, but Young Hero Duan was always realistic, seeing if it was a mirage was easy enough: just go look.
So he walked over.
In the night forest, the ground was covered in vines and fallen leaves, not too different from other woods.
Yet Duan Yun still found what he was looking for.
Amid fallen leaves, he found a leaf.
Golden as gold leaf.
Even in the night, the leaf emitted a golden glow, but when touched, it felt like a real leaf.
"The legendary golden leaf?"
In the distance, more similar golden light flickered.
Duan Yun found the second golden leaf.
The third.
The fourth.
...
When he found the sixth golden leaf, Duan Yun halted.
Because he saw a mountain gate.
An ancient gate etched with an Eight Diagrams Mirror.
A Taoist temple?
Golden Palace?