Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 797: The Cause and Effect Curse, the Destruction of the Clan

David and his butler Garland watched the scene in amazement.

The crack in front was getting wider. A man over 1.9 meters tall with eyes as bright as stars stretched open the crack, stepped on the air with his feet, stood in mid-air, and looked down at them from above.

An aura of majesty and terror filled the air, pressing down on them like a wall, making it difficult for them to breathe.

"Tian...Tiantong Sect Leader..."

Sassoon David was terrified and shaking all over. He was just an insatiable businessman. Even though he used some alchemy to strengthen himself, he was only a strong businessman and far from a strong man. How could he face Zhang Zhiwei's power?

He could barely move or even utter a complete sentence.

However, his personal butler, Garland, still had some strength to spare. He took a deep breath, stepped back a few steps, grabbed David's hand, and injected his mental power into it to form a barrier to help him resist.

With Garland's help, the heart-pounding fear lessened a little. David was sweating all over and breathing heavily, but his hands and feet were still weak and he was shaking violently.

"Master, didn't you say that the more critical the moment, the more we should not be overwhelmed by fear, and we should seize every opportunity we can so that we can take our destiny into our own hands?" Garland reminded loudly.

David was panting heavily and had difficulty speaking. He was complaining in his heart, "I said this during the business war, but it's not suitable for this occasion..."

Now, he deeply regretted provoking the Tiantong Sect Master in front of him. If he had known that this would happen, he might have considered it before selling the opium to Shenzhou...

In fact, given the Shasun family’s insatiable nature, they would still do it even if they knew it would lead to the current outcome!
The greed ingrained in their bones has caused them to repeat the same mistakes over and over again for thousands of years, causing them to be displaced time and time again. For them, the saying "every failure makes you wiser" does not exist.

……

Zhang Zhiwei ignored the butler Garland beside him and looked directly at David.

Before coming, Wang Ai had shown him a photo of David, so he recognized him at a glance as the patriarch of the Sassoon family.

"Finally I caught you, old turtle!" He thought to himself, and slowly walked down from the air. His steps were so steady that it seemed as if he was stepping on stairs, and the torn black crack behind him was slowly closing.

The light in the underground base was very dim, and the thin layer of golden light surrounding Zhang Zhiwei was as solemn as the halo behind a god.

"Master, this man is too scary. We can't deal with him. Let's go, let's go!"

Garland roared, he raised his hands, clapped his palms together, and blazing flames spewed out of his palms.

As Sassoon David's personal butler, Garland is certainly not an ordinary person. He is actually a person with powerful innate abilities. His ability is to control fire. He is a death warrior left to David by his father and is responsible for protecting David's safety.

Over the years, the Sassoon family has been growing and accumulating a huge amount of wealth. As the saying goes, "A big tree attracts the wind", it naturally attracts a lot of prying eyes. Among them, there are many bandits who want to take risks and kidnap David for money, but they all failed. One of the biggest reasons is because of Garland's existence.

It can be said that Garland's strength is enough to make him a tough guy even in the Royal Anglican Knights. Even when facing Walter, who is also a butler, he is quite conceited and does not think that he is weaker than the other party.

But when facing Zhang Zhiwei, he could not be arrogant. He even had a gut feeling that he had no chance of winning. Every second he stayed would bring him one second closer to death.

This intuition made him uneasy and irritable.

Either he explodes in silence or perishes in silence. He can only use almost crazy attacks to cover up his inner panic.

A blazing torrent of attack spread out from his hands, forming two blinding lines of fire.

Such a fierce attack could melt even steel, but Garland did not expect to burn the Tiantong Sect Leader to death.

He only hoped to create a wall of fire to block the Tiantong Sect Leader, even if it was only to delay him for a few seconds.

Facing Galan's attack, Zhang Zhiwei did not dodge. The laser-like concentrated fire beam hit his body-protecting golden light, but did not cause any ripples. Even though the surrounding iron bookshelves were burned into balls of gray-black molten iron, they could not shake his golden light in the slightest.

It was a disheartening scene, but Garland and David had no time to be disheartened.

They rushed into the passage, hoping that the flames could stop Tiantong Sect Leader for a while.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at their desperate backs and did not chase after them in a hurry. He just waved his hand.

"Like an ant!"

It seemed as if the wind was blowing all around, with whistling sounds and wind coming from all directions. The surrounding flames were blown towards the palm of Zhang Zhiwei's hand, forming a fireball like a small sun.

With a flick of his finger, the fireball in his palm flew towards David and Garland. There was a loud "boom" and the whole study was filled with flames and surging air. It was blown into a mess.

Zhang Zhiwei stood in the same place without moving at all, and the area under his feet was intact.

As for David and Garland...

Garland's lower body was directly blown into charcoal by his own flames, leaving only the upper half of his body. He was supporting himself with his hands and crawling towards David. He was indeed very loyal. Even at this time, he still cared about his master's safety.

As for his master David, although he did not have much strength, he was protected by Garland in the explosion just now, and Garland pushed him out of the center of the explosion, so his injuries were much lighter than Garland's. Only the part of his left leg below the knee was blown off, but even so, he still rolled on the ground in pain.

When had he ever suffered such a thing, having lived a life of luxury?

Zhang Zhiwei walked towards David. Seeing this, Garland, who was eager to protect his master, dug the ground with his hands, pushed hard, and flew towards Zhang Zhiwei with the determination to die.

He used up the last of his strength, and flames burst out of his facial features. He wanted to blow himself up and drag Zhang Zhiwei to be buried with him.

But the idea was good, but the reality was cruel. Before he could completely explode himself, Zhang Zhiwei grabbed him, broke his neck, and threw him into a dangerous position at random.

Kan represents water, which can suppress fire. After Garland was thrown into the Kan position, the fire power in his body was suppressed by water. The self-explosion that was about to happen was suppressed and gradually subsided.

However, although the self-destruction was suppressed, the process was irreversible.

Garland was halfway through his self-destruction, his internal organs and even his brain were burned by the flames, and now only an empty shell remained.

Zhang Zhiwei walked past the empty shell without even looking at it. He stared at Shasun David, who was crawling on the ground wailing with a broken leg, and approached step by step.

Sassoon David was terrified. He crawled back and said in horror:

"You...you can't kill me, please, don't kill me, I am the patriarch of the Shasun family, I am rich enough to rival a country, as long as you don't kill me, you...how much money you want, I will give it all!"

In desperation, his words were somewhat incoherent.

But Zhang Zhiwei said nothing, just slowly approached, and each of his heavy footsteps seemed to step on his heart.

Under this high pressure, David's spirit almost collapsed. He cried and prostrated himself on the ground, begging for mercy:
"Master, Master Tiantong, it is our Shasun family who is wrong. Please, for the sake of Helsing, the leader of the Royal Anglican Knights, forgive me this time!" David is worthy of being the patriarch of the Shasun family. Even though his spirit is almost collapsed, he is still pretending to be powerful and wants to use the Royal Anglican Knights to threaten Zhang Zhiwei. He even points out Helsing's identity, hoping to arouse Zhang Zhiwei's fear.

"Hircine?!"

A smile appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's face: "Do you know why I found this place? It was because of the way Hircine pointed out!"

David was shocked by Zhang Zhiwei's words. Why did Helsing show him the way? Wasn't Helsing in the same group with him? He didn't understand. He couldn't figure it out.

"You lied to me, how could it be Hircine? You destroyed the Holy Trinity and killed his weapon Akado. He wanted to cut you into pieces. How could he help you? "

"There is a saying in China that businessmen are profit-driven and short-sighted, and Helsing is a politician. It's normal that you don't understand!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

David's expression changed. Although he was reluctant to believe it, his intuition told him that Zhang Zhiwei was telling the truth.

History is repeating itself. Have we been betrayed again? David was unwilling to accept this and shouted in despair:

"The reason you attacked me is because our Shasun family sells opium to Shenzhou, right?"

"But it's useless for you to kill me. People from our family are still here. Some of them have already escaped, and some are not even in London."

"Even if I die, they will continue their previous business, and the endless supply of opium will continue to flow into your country. You can't stop it, hahahaha..."

David screamed hysterically.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at him quietly, his face showing no joy or sadness, and he said calmly:

"Don't worry, your family will accompany you on the journey."

"No matter if you are male or female, old or young, I will pack them all up and send them away for you."

"The entire Shasun family will be buried with you. Your life is worth it!"

David was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Zhiwei did not respond. He reached out and grabbed David's neck, lifted him up, and began to use his tactics.

Then, his consciousness began to rise, above this world, and he began to observe the world from another angle.

In Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, the world turned into black and white. Everything was made up of black and white lines. The David in his hand was the same. It was as simple as a matchstick man, made up of just a few black lines.

Zhang Zhiwei stared at the stick figure in his hand. From those stick-drawn lines, he glimpsed David's life, from infancy to old age.

During this process, the lines on David's body were changing, and even many lines branched out from him. They were all his descendants.

There are also some lines that are closely connected to him and intersect with him from time to time. Most of them are his immediate relatives.

In the black and white world, Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his arm, which was shining with golden light, so complex that even the lines could hardly be seen, and it looked like a real person.

He grasped all the lines that were closely connected to Sassoon David and held them in his hands as if he were holding a messy ball of wool.

These balls of wool can be said to be the causal lines of all living beings. Zhang Zhiwei picked out the lines of people who have close causal relationships with David.

Afterwards, he began to perform the art of "passing through the secluded space".

There are two basic uses for the ability "Tongyou".

One is to walk in the Yin, moving freely between the Yin and Yang realms, that is, walking in the real world and the spiritual world.

The second is soul-calling. This ability is complementary to Walking on the Yin. Generally, one enters the spiritual world through Walking on the Yin, and then uses soul-calling to call back the souls of people who are lost in the spiritual world.

This ability can call back souls lost in the spiritual world to the real world, and naturally it can also call the souls of people in the real world to the spiritual world.

Back when they were in Changbai Mountain, Prince Su Shunqi used this ability to try to summon Zhang Zhiwei's soul to the spiritual world and kill him.

However, Zhang Zhiwei's life and soul were united, and his soul and body were one. Not only did he fail to call his soul over, he also exposed himself and was killed by Zhang Zhiwei.

But not everyone is Zhang Zhiwei. If someone else were to take over, I’m afraid Shanqi would succeed.

This time, it was Zhang Zhiwei who performed the soul-calling technique.

"Come in!"

Zhang Zhiwei shouted loudly, and in the real world, David, who was struggling violently in his hand, suddenly kicked his legs and stopped moving.

And his soul crossed the barrier, entered the spiritual world, and came in front of Zhang Zhiwei.

After David's soul entered the spiritual world, it merged with the line man held in Zhang Zhiwei's hand.

However, if you look at it from Zhang Zhiwei's perspective, you can still clearly see the difference between the soul and the lines, as if the lines have become the skeleton of the soul.

Pulled into the spirit world, David's soul was confused and he didn't seem to understand what was happening.

Zhang Zhiwei did not bother to explain to him. He grabbed David's soul with one hand and began to summon the souls of David's immediate relatives based on the causal line in David's body.

Waves of strange and faint sounds came out of Zhang Zhiwei's mouth, connecting to the Three Saints above and reaching the nine springs below, and his words expressed the laws.

The sound he made turned into black runes that fell on the stickman-like David like jumping notes, and then followed the cause and effect lines on David's body and jumped into the vast black and white world.

Zhang Zhiwei watched the rune go away. If nothing unexpected happened, the other end of the causal line would be connected to the bloodline of the Shasun family.

"Come in, everyone, come in!"

Zhang Zhiwei shouted in his heart, and the soul-calling sound from his mouth became more and more rapid.

At the same time, his mental strength was also being consumed at an extremely fast rate.

The power of the mind is not like Qi. Once consumed, it can be quickly replenished with the help of the power of the saint or the power of faith. The consumption of mental power can only be restored through meditation.

At the current rate of consumption, Zhang Zhiwei felt that it might take him ten days or half a month to fully recover. However, if he could succeed, it would still be worth it.

(End of this chapter)