I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The sunglasses, eerily like a ghost, crept through the chaotic sounds and circled around to the eerie side of the eye mask.

Then he suddenly attacked!
A sharp blade formed from ice pierced straight at the back of the eyepatch's neck from the side and rear!

This attack was silent and without any energy fluctuations, completely hidden within the deafening roar!
The blindfold seemed to be completely unaware of the strange phenomenon.

The blade is getting closer and closer.

three meters.

Two meters.

one meter!
Just as the blade was about to pierce through, the blindfold suddenly moved strangely!

He turned around abruptly, the short knife in his hand drawing a perfect arc!

That blade of light, like a cleaving of heaven and earth, forcefully tore open a path to life from an absolute "dead end"!
"clang!"

The blade clashed with the ice!

The ice blade shattered, but its momentum remained undiminished, stopping directly in front of the sunglasses-wearing eerie throat!

The cold blade pressed against his skin, just a hair's breadth away from piercing his throat.

The sunglasses stood frozen in place, looking strangely awkward.

He looked down at the knife at his neck, then looked up at the strange, expressionless face behind the eyepatch, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"No! That's not right."

His voice was hoarse, filled with deep confusion: "Aren't you blind? Can you see?"

The blindfold shook its head eerily: "I can't see."

"Then how did you know I attacked from this side?"

“I heard it.”

The man in sunglasses froze, then shook his head: "Impossible! In such a chaotic environment, you think you could hear anything? The noise is loud enough to drown out everything!"

Hearing this, the eyepatchman's eerie lips curled into a slight smile. His voice was calm, yet carried an indescribable confidence:

"Just because I am blind, the creatures I fight take advantage of this. They make noise, hide their presence, and attack from unexpected angles. I have tried many methods, such as thermal sensing, vibration sensing, and even prediction and deduction, but none of them have worked well."

"Later, I realized that I had trained my hearing to the extreme, so I could hear even the movements of the elements. Therefore, from the very beginning, I knew that your attack was because you had fallen into my trap."

The sunglasses fell into an eerie silence.

After a long while, he nodded, the resentment in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by a complex emotion of admiration. Then he sighed and said, "I see. I never thought there would be someone like you in this world. I've lost this time. Now, make your move."

He closed his eyes, awaiting the final blow.

However, the expected blade did not fall.

The blindfold mysteriously retracted the short sword and tucked it back into its waistband.

The man in sunglasses opened his eyes strangely and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

The blindfolded figure said in a strange, indifferent tone, "I won't kill you."

"Why?" Sunglasses asked with a strange look on his face.

The blindfolded figure turned around eerily, his back to him: "Killing you would only make you one of the countless lives I've slaughtered, which is meaningless. But if I don't kill you, you will become a powerful figure who witnesses my strength."

The man in sunglasses paused for a moment, then threw his head back and burst into wicked laughter: "Hahahaha! Interesting! What an evil joke!"

After he finished laughing, he looked at the eerie figure with the eye patch on and said seriously, "Don't think I'll be grateful to you. When I have the chance, I will still kill you, but I can guarantee that I will challenge you openly and fairly."

The blindfolded figure didn't turn around, but simply waved his hand: "I'm always here for you."

The strange passengers watching from the sidelines were all amazed by what they saw.

The woman in gray cupped her hands to her heart, her eyes filled with admiration: "Is this the mindset of the strong?"

The woman in the white dress nodded repeatedly: "So cool! Not killing is actually proof of strength!!"

The old man in the suit pushed up his glasses, seemingly lost in thought: "This level of understanding is truly admirable."

The mouthless, eerie creature made a gesture: "I've learned something." In Zhang Yangqing's mind, the eerie consciousness also exclaimed in admiration: "Great God, this eyepatch-wearing eerie creature is something else! His words just now were so pretentious! Did you not attack just now because you knew he wouldn't kill you?"

Zhang Yangqing rolled his eyes and said, "You're overthinking it."

The eerie consciousness paused, startled: "Huh? Why is that?"

Zhang Yangqing said calmly, "He makes it sound nice, that's true, he's very pretentious, but in reality, he knows I need the help of the sunglasses weirdo, and if he goes too far, he will face my retaliation."

"So he didn't kill them, not because of any 'strategic vision,' but because it wasn't worth it. He figured it was better not to kill them, and to make a big show of himself and save face."

A bizarre thought: "Holy shit."

That's it!

He genuinely thought the Blindfolded Monster was some kind of noble and powerful figure, but it turns out he's still surviving in the shadow of a master!

The eerie consciousness nodded repeatedly: "I've learned it! The highest level of showing off is making others think you're showing off when you're actually trying to survive!"

Zhang Yangqing ignored him and continued, "However, that blindfolded human is indeed something. He has cultivated his hearing to the so-called ultimate level, and can even penetrate the fog and hear the movement at the molecular level. This requires a long period of adaptation and enlightenment, and I have learned a lot from him."

The eerie consciousness exclaimed in surprise, "Great God, even someone as all-powerful as you needs to learn?"

Zhang Yangqing replied matter-of-factly, "Nonsense, there is no end to learning. Although I can learn something quickly, I will still learn from even ordinary beginners if they have something of value."

eerie consciousness: "."

He was silent.

He really didn't know how to respond to that.

What does it mean to say "I can learn it in no time"?
What does it mean to say, "Even if it's just an ordinary beginner cultivator, I will learn from their valuable insights"?
Is this supposed to be modesty?
Is this fucking showing off?!
But the fact is, when these words come from the mouth of a master, they are absolutely true!
To be able to blend arrogance and humility together requires a true master.

The eerie consciousness inwardly ranted: I thought the masked eerie creature would be putting on an act, but it turns out that while they were fighting to the death, the master just said one sentence and it all came out as a show.

As expected of a stronger cultivator, even their level of showing off is different!
admire.

I admire you to the point of prostration.

Just as everyone present was preoccupied with their own thoughts, a sudden, violent tremor arose in the surroundings!

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently, as if a huge area had collapsed!
The tremors came from afar, wave after wave, growing stronger and closer!

Immediately afterwards, a piercing roar of a beast echoed throughout the entire forest!
The roar was sharp and violent, carrying a primal, bloody aura that made the surrounding trees tremble!
The crimson moss on the trees fell off one by one, turning into specks of fluorescent light that dissipated into the mist!

The woman in gray turned pale instantly, her legs went weak, and she instinctively shrank back behind Zhang Yangqing.

The others weren't much better off.

what is that?
Was a powerful beast awakened? Or did something break free of its dormant cave?

Or perhaps some careless person accidentally damaged a certain area, triggering a chain reaction?

Regardless of the possibility, that aura was terrifying.

The man in the sunglasses had a strangely furrowed brow, and the chilling aura he exuded unconsciously subsided somewhat.

He stared in the direction the sound came from, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

Although the blindfold made it impossible to see, its ears trembled slightly, clearly trying to catch subtle sounds that ordinary people couldn't detect.

His brows furrowed.

The two looked at each other. Although one couldn't see and the other was wearing sunglasses, they felt the same thing at that moment.

Even if the two of them joined forces, they might not be able to deal with the owner of this aura.

But they both looked at Zhang Yangqing.

At this moment, Zhang Yangqing was still standing in the same spot, his hands in his pockets, looking lazy, and even yawning.

His nonchalant attitude made it seem as if the distant roar wasn't a terrifying beast's cry, but rather the barking of the neighbor's dog. (End of Chapter)