I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

One-Eyed paused, his tone becoming serious.

"They're very restless."

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

The bald man's expression changed.

"The Po Jun Division has sealed off the depths."

His one eye gazed into the depths of the ruins, at an area shrouded in mist.

"No wonder it alarmed the Po Jun Division; something big is probably going to happen inside."

"Should we still leave?"

Fortune favors the bold.

One-Eyed gritted his teeth, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes.

"We'll just dabble on the edge, not go deep."

"As long as we don't encounter any beasts of level two or higher, with our firepower plus this kid's swordsmanship..."

The one-eyed man glanced at Shen Tian.

Shen Tianzheng stood on a broken cement slab, calmly surveying his surroundings.

His face showed no expression.

The boy's profile was fair and handsome, even with a scholarly air about him.

But everyone present felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at him.

This is hardly a high school student.

This is clearly a little devil in human skin.

"Keep going."

One-Eyed made a decision.

"Keep your eyes peeled, and retreat immediately if you sense anything amiss."

The team set off again.

This time, however, the atmosphere was even more oppressive.

Shen Tian continued to walk on the side.

But he could feel the gaze behind him growing even more intense and frantic.

The monkey was at the very back.

Watching Shen Tian's clean and efficient killings time and time again, the monkey's heart pounded violently.

It wasn't excitement, but fear.

too strong.

This kid, whom he had been mocking all along, was so strong that it was despair-inducing.

If that knife were to strike me instead...

The monkey shivered.

He doesn't want to die.

But he knew that Shen Tian must already hold a grudge against him.

Several times just now, after Shen Tian killed the alien beasts, although he didn't turn around, he could feel that cold killing intent sweeping over him.

"We can't let him go back alive."

The monkey's eyes were bloodshot.

"When we encounter a tough opponent, or when there's a chaotic battle..."

The monkey was frantically constructing a script in its mind.

Only the dead are truly safe.

A barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of Shen Tian's lips.

As long as the monkey dares to raise its hand.

Shen Tian's knife will definitely cut his throat first.

The group walked through the broken walls and ruins, the gravel under their feet crunching loudly.

Shen Tian walked to the side, his mind already absorbed in the system panel.

[Host: Shen Tian]

【Mental Power: 72】

[Martial arts realm: mortal body (20/20)]

[Kill Value: 60]

[Martial Arts: Basic Swordsmanship 5/5 (Perfect); Basic Body Tempering Technique 8/8 (Perfect)]

[Talent: Innate Blade Bones - Green]

"System, add points."

Shen Tian silently recited in his heart.

Focus your attention on the "Mental Strength" section.

The kill count began to jump rapidly, pouring out like a torrent.

73...78...85...

As the numbers climbed, Shen Tian felt a series of slight stinging pains deep within his brain.

It felt like being pricked by countless tiny needles.

But the pain was fleeting, replaced by an indescribable feeling of coolness.

It felt like drinking an ice-cold Sprite on a hot day—refreshingly cool.

90...95...99...

boom!

The moment the value jumps to 100.

Something seemed to shatter in Shen Tian's mind.

It was the sound of shackles being broken.

The mental energy that had been permeating my mind like mist began to contract and condense.

It transformed from a misty state into a liquid state!

An invisible wave emanated from Shen Tian and instantly spread outwards.

[Mental Strength: 100 (First-Rank Mentalist)]

The text on the panel has changed.

Shen Tian paused slightly.

The world has changed.

If our previous perception was like a radar scan, we could only see blurry red dots.

So now, it's like he has a high-definition camera that covers all directions.

Close your eyes.

Everything within a radius of 100 meters is clearly visible.

He could "see" a pebble stuck in the sole of his one-eyed combat boot.

You can "see" the cold sweat seeping from the pores on the bald man's back.

It can even "see" a mutated rat gnawing on a rotting cable a hundred meters away, and the rat's whiskers are clearly visible trembling.

This feeling is so wonderful.

God's-eye view.

Absolute control.

Shen Tian slowly opened his eyes, and a faint light seemed to flow deep within his dark pupils.

"This is... a psychic?"

He had read about spiritual practitioners in books.

Those are beings even rarer and more terrifying than martial artists.

Unrivaled among those of the same level.

Killing enemies of higher ranks is like slaughtering dogs.

Because they don't need to lift a finger; with a thought, they can kill without leaving a trace.

Shen Tian lowered his head and looked at his feet.

There was a rusty nut there, about the size of a thumb.

"rise."

A thought flashed through my mind.

There was no movement, and there was no sound.

The nut defied the laws of physics and floated up, wobbling precariously.

It was as if an invisible hand was supporting it.

Shen Tian felt a surge of joy, but his face remained expressionless and indifferent.

He tried to increase the output of his mental energy.

call out!

The nut instantly transformed into a blur, circling around Shen Tian's side.

It was so fast that it even created a faint whooshing sound in the air.

The bald man in front twitched his ears and turned around in confusion:

What was that sound?

Shen Tian withdrew his thoughts.

The nut came to a stop instantly and fell silently back into the grass.

"The sound of the wind."

Shen Tian said calmly.

The bald man scratched his head, found nothing amiss, and turned around, grumbling, to continue clearing the way.

"You're so paranoid, you scared the hell out of me."

Shen Tian looked at the bald man's back with a playful expression.

Just a moment ago, if he wanted to.

That nut could easily pierce through the back of the bald man's head.

Even if the bald man was a first-level martial artist, he would have no way to avoid such a bizarre attack when he was caught off guard.

Because they simply couldn't have predicted it.

This is what makes a spiritualist so terrifying.

Surprising.

hidden.

Hard to guard against.

The team continued its advance.

Shen Tian was not idle.

He was like a child who had just received a new toy, having a great time playing with it during the tedious march.

Of course, it was done in secret.

He was practicing object control.

It started as a nut.

Later, the number of stones was increased to two.

Then, it turned out to be a palm-sized piece of cement.

Shen Tian discovered that the lighter the object being manipulated, the faster the speed and the less mental energy it consumed.

With his current breakthrough to the first-grade mental master realm, his limit is probably to levitate an object weighing about 100 kilograms.

However, if it's to be used in combat, the pursuit should be for maximum speed and lethality.

Ideally, one should wield a lightweight and sharp weapon like a throwing knife.

"Unfortunately, all I have is a boning knife."

Shen Tian touched his waist.

Although the boning knife is sharp, it is too heavy to use as a telekinetic weapon, and its streamlined shape is not good, resulting in high wind resistance.

I need to get a set of special throwing knives when I get back.

Shen Tian suddenly glanced at the monkey at the back of the group.

The monkey was staring at his back with a sinister look.

Sudden.

The monkey felt a chill on the back of its neck.

It felt like a cold finger was gently stroking his carotid artery.

"Who?!"

The monkey suddenly turned around and cried out in terror.

There was nothing behind him.

The only sound was the howling of the wind blowing through the broken windows.

"What the hell are you yelling about?"

One-Eyed growled impatiently.

"Do you want to attract all the strange beasts in the area?"

"No...no, boss, something touched me just now."

The monkey's face turned deathly pale, and its forehead was covered in cold sweat.

The feel was so realistic.

It was so real that he felt death breathing right behind him.

"Neuropathy."

The bald man scoffed, "I bet you're not scared out of your wits, are you?"

The monkey opened its mouth, wanting to refute, but didn't know what to say.

He looked around in surprise and uncertainty, feeling as if a pair of eyes were watching him from the shadows.

Shen Tian walked ahead, expressionless.

"Too weak."

Shen Tian gave his own assessment.

Such a simple mortal body is practically a sitting duck in front of a spiritual master.

Even though Shen Tian's martial arts cultivation is currently only at the mortal realm.

However, with the skills of a top-tier spiritual master, killing someone like a monkey wouldn't even require drawing a sword.

There's not even a need to look back.

One thought is enough.

"arrive."