Chapter 268
Lin Hui was mildly surprised, but after a moment's thought, he understood.
If killing a Mistborn allowed one to acquire an Evil Weapon or Insect Canon, they would have consolidated into a single dominant superpower long ago—not scattered as they were now, each commanding wholly disparate, unrelated races. Any faction that moved first would have marshalled its strength to plunder Evil Weapons and Insect Canons from rivals, devouring the true Evil Mist of enemy Mistborn. But now, the Evil Weapon had vanished alongside the true Evil Mist.
In essence, the entity Lin Hui had killed was the human named Tuyue—not the Mistborn that had fused with the Longevity Wheel. The Star Breath Sword Canon apparently possessed the singular ability to sever a Mistborn from their true Evil Mist. That, above all, was what surprised him. He had originally planned to heavily injure Tuyue before forcibly sealing her with the Nine Eyes. Instead, he had achieved his objective by a far more efficient route.
"There's still one more."
Lin Hui glanced in the direction Xie Jun had fled and blurred into motion, giving chase. With his current constitution and speed—augmented by his ability to manipulate the surrounding air to minimize drag—he was far faster than before. Skimming low over the Jade Sea, he became a dark streak, pursuing Xie Jun for roughly ten minutes. Still no sign of his quarry; Xie Jun clearly hadn't fled in a straight line.
Seeing the Crystal Sea drawing near, Lin Hui had no choice but to turn back toward Black Cloud.
What a pity Tuyue didn’t yield even a single pulsation of destruction… Unless I completely destroy the Longevity Wheel, it seems I’ve only killed an ordinary human. No pulsation of destruction—that much makes sense.
He returned quickly to the Third Mountain. On the way back, he opportunistically ambushed and killed a few Divine Descendants, filling the last quota required for the Sacred Form of Destruction. He had to admit: the Mist Gods truly did not discriminate. Beyond the expected bulls, horses, goats, dragons, and tigers, the Divine Descendants bore the physical traits of pigs, snails, mice, and even crustacean-like insects.
By the time he reached the peak of the Third Mountain, only twenty minutes had passed. Li Hanzhang and Hong Lingxiao stared at him in horror, as though they had seen a ghost.