My Talent Skill Mutated

This was yet another testament to the power of the Life Force Field.

With his Life Force Field active, he could suppress even an eighth-level Martial Artist with ease.

Unlike his previous Biological Force Field, the Life Force Field could completely seal off a region of space.

Rising to his feet, Chen Yu glanced at the desiccated corpse on the ground. With a flick of his finger, he pulverized it on the spot.

Gazing out over the Jingzhou City District, Chen Yu recalled the information he had just extracted.

Longteng Villa, Number 18!

Using his watch, Chen Yu looked it up. The address was real.

But whether it was actually a Heterodox Sect stronghold was another question.

’I should go take a look before deciding anything.’

After a moment’s thought, Chen Yu’s figure flickered, vanishing like a bolt of lightning without a trace.

Whether it was or not, he had to make the trip.

Killing the Heterodox Sect, devouring Life Force, and harvesting a Source of Life—he wouldn’t miss such a good opportunity.

’Every little bit helps.’

——

The night was still.

Jingzhou, the eastern suburbs. Longteng Villa.

Located in the Jingzhou Rich District, the environment here was exquisite, rivaling even that of the inner city.

Under the dim lights, a shadow slipped silently into the villa complex.

Soon, Chen Yu’s figure appeared on the roof of a villa.

It was nearly midnight, but the villa was still brightly lit.

He used his Life Force Field to both conceal his Life Fluctuations and probe the situation inside the villa.

The villa was large and lavishly built.

His Force Field probe quickly provided feedback.

Scenes began to form in his mind.

His Force Field probe detected several powerful Life Fluctuations.

’Two Level 8s, three Level 7s, and five Level 6s...’

’Quite the lineup.’

Seeing the "feedback" in his mind, Chen Yu’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

But he didn’t rush to act. After scanning the villa’s entire layout, Chen Yu crept along the roof to a third-floor window. He slipped through it and into a bathroom.

Thanks to his Force Field probe, Chen Yu had a firm grasp on everything happening within the villa.

The ten-plus individuals were scattered throughout the villa.

Once inside the bathroom, Chen Yu used his Life Force Field to probe again.

He could not only see them but also hear some of their conversations.

The images and sounds were perfectly synchronized.

This was an ability his previous Force Field lacked!

After catching snippets of conversation, Chen Yu was certain he was in the right place.

This villa, hidden away in the Jingzhou Rich District, was indeed a stronghold of the Heterodox Sect.

A stronghold belonging to the Divine Authority Council.

Of the two eighth-level Martial Artists, one belonged to the Divine Authority Council, while the other was a leader from the Pantheon Sect.

They had gathered here to wait for a member of the Demon Lizard Race.

’Hm?’

’Someone’s coming!’

Just as Chen Yu was about to leave the bathroom, he sensed a figure heading toward his location.

With his Life Fluctuations completely masked, Chen Yu flattened himself against the wall, as still as a statue.

Silently, a delicate dagger materialized in his right hand.

"It’s so late, and they’re still not here. Damn it, being a lapdog for the Alien Race is such a pain in the ass..."

A grumbling voice, laced with curses, came from outside the bathroom.

Chen Yu was as still as a mountain, his gaze fixed on the bathroom door.

CLICK—!

As the bathroom doorknob turned, a burly man, about six-foot-two, walked in.

In that exact instant, Chen Yu moved.

The delicate dagger flashed like starlight. A streak of crimson appeared, and the faint scent of blood began to fill the bathroom.

The burly man’s body crumpled to the floor like a pile of soft mud.

His eyes were wide with disbelief.

Blood streamed from his neck.

A single, fatal strike to the throat!

With an Extraordinary Weapon, instantly killing a Sixth-level Martial Artist was no trouble at all.

HUMMM—!

Staring down at the fallen man, Chen Yu splayed his fingers and activated his Life Force Field, directly stripping the man of his Life Force.

A Life Light Group quickly formed. With a mere thought, it entered his body and was sealed away.

The body shriveled into a desiccated corpse, a terrifying sight.

Releasing a wisp of Qi, Chen Yu turned the corpse to dust. Only the faint smell of blood lingered in the bathroom.

Having dealt with this Sixth-level Martial Artist, Chen Yu silently left the bathroom.

Using his Life Force Field probe, he quickly moved toward the next target.

...

In the villa’s first-floor living room.

Two men sat on a sofa.

One was an old man in a Tang suit, the other, a silver-haired middle-aged man.

"Something feels... wrong," the silver-haired man said from the sofa, his brow deeply furrowed.

"Why isn’t he here yet? Don’t tell me something went wrong."

"I can’t get through on communications. Let’s wait a little longer. If he’s still not here, we’ll send someone to check," the old man in the Tang suit said.

"There’s no need to wait, you old bastard. Your master from the Alien Race has already gone to the Yellow Springs."

Just then, a chilling voice drifted in.

The expressions of the two men changed instantly.

"Who’s there!"

The silver-haired man shot to his feet, a powerful aura instantly erupting from his body.

But in the next second, a vast, mountain-like pressure descended, enveloping the entire villa.

The oppressive force swept out, and the very space around them seemed to freeze solid.

Even for eighth-level Martial Artists, the pressure was terrifyingly immense.

ZZZT—!

Before he could even locate the source of the sound, the silver-haired man was struck by a sudden sense of mortal danger. He dodged sideways on instinct, but he was a step too late.

A searing pain shot through his body. He instinctively glanced down to see a sharp blade piercing through his chest, right through his heart.