Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

Every step she took was like a lotus blooming, strangely extraordinary.

He held no swords or weapons, but quietly held three sticks of incense.

Wisps of smoke rose slowly...

The onlookers erupted in a frenzy, with suppressed gasps rising and falling.

"Is this divine intervention or sorcery?"

"The lotus pattern and the blooming red lotus are signs of evil people from the Red Lotus Sect."

"Don't make a sound, these people are not to be trifled with..."

People on the street retreated and dodged, their faces filled with fear.

Some hurriedly covered the child's eyes, while others quickly retreated back into the house.

They were terrified of being affected by this evil magic and losing their lives.

The burly man in red suddenly sharpened his gaze, and roared in a high-pitched, fervent voice: "Holy Mother, protect me, may the flames of karma consume me!"

The moment the roar subsided, a dazzling crimson flame suddenly erupted around him, the blazing flames illuminating all directions and instantly turning the gloomy street crimson.

The three sticks of incense suddenly left his palm, like three arrows released from a bow, shooting straight toward Li Xin with a sharp whistling sound.

Incense smoke drifted through the air, carrying a strange, cloying sweetness mixed with the oppressive heat.

It instantly enveloped the entire area.

Upon seeing this, Li Xin showed no surprise whatsoever; instead, he wore an expression that said, "I knew it."

The moment the fragrance filled my nostrils and the firelight illuminated my body.

His blood and qi suddenly boiled, as if he had been ignited by a raging fire, and he felt unbearably hot all over.

His skin instantly turned bright red, his blood and qi flowed in reverse, and his mind became restless.

At the same time, countless shrill and piercing screams suddenly exploded deep within his mind, layer upon layer: "Give me back my life! Give me back my life!"

The cries of wronged souls and the wails of vengeful ghosts pierced the mind and struck the soul.

The shock made people dizzy and mentally disturbed.

Countless blood-stained, grotesque faces appeared layer by layer before my eyes.

Severed limbs, blood-stained and blurred, were used to the fullest extent to attack the mind.

Li Xin stood quietly in place, motionless, letting the illusions appear and the roars pierce his ears.

His mind, however, remained as clear as a mirror, completely undisturbed by the illusions and sonic techniques.

He carefully sensed the eerie sound waves and the sweet, cloying smell of smoke floating in the air, and felt the restless blood and qi within his body that were being forcibly drawn in.

A moment later, a cold smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"Playing tricks and deception."

The burly man in red, seeing Li Xin standing motionless as if bound by magic, was instantly filled with intense ecstasy.

He charged forward with lightning speed, his right palm blazing with crimson flames, a foot-long flame coiled in his palm, and he struck Li Xin's chest with his palm.

The wind howled and the flames blazed...

"The one who killed Li Xin was Tan Sijing, the leader of the Red Lotus Sect!"

He roared fiercely, convinced that his palm strike was a technique that attacked the mind and could kill with its fiery power.

He will surely be able to kill Li Xin in one fell swoop and achieve a great feat.

bang...

A deep, heavy bang suddenly exploded.

The fiery palm struck Li Xin squarely on the chest of his clothes.

Before the smug smile on Tan Sijing's face had faded, the ecstasy in his eyes froze instantly.

Instead, there was extreme terror.

The blazing fire in his palm struck Li Xin's clothes, but it did not pierce the garment or burn his skin.

Instead, it was like water hitting a rock, creating layers of transparent ripples.

A vast and powerful force surged forth from Li Xin's body.

Like the rising tide and the overturning waves of the ocean.

The crimson flames he unleashed were all deflected back by this force, crackling and spewing as they drenched his entire body.

Click!

As flames engulfed him, an even more terrifying change suddenly occurred.

Tan Sijing's right arm, which was extended forward, stretched from the metacarpal bones, wrist bones, forearm, upper arm, all the way to the scapula.

Countless bones exploded one after another, the cracking sound of bones breaking was dense and ear-piercing.

The entire arm instantly exploded into a shower of powder, blood, and flesh fragments.

The raging flames instantly engulfed his entire body, igniting his clothes, hair, and flesh.

In the blink of an eye, Tan Sijing transformed into a human-shaped torch engulfed in flames.

Flames roared, flesh burned, and the pungent smell of burnt meat instantly filled the entire street.

"Ahhh!"

The extreme pain caused Tan Sijing to break down instantly, and his shrill screams pierced the sky.

His body was engulfed in flames, and he was in so much pain that he convulsed violently and jumped around wildly, stumbling and crashing into things on the long street.

"Water! Water! Quickly bring me water... No! Sand, mud, save me... Elder, save me."

He spoke incoherently, wailing pitifully, his voice hoarse, broken, and utterly desperate.

With each jump, a piece of skin and flesh would peel off, and charred bits of flesh would fly everywhere with the firelight.

Everyone along the entire long street, whether they were surviving refugees or onlookers.

Or perhaps the guards of Li Garden, or the women living there...

They all stared intently at the scene, their hearts trembling and their bodies chilled.

The people who were originally brainwashed by the cult and harbored resentment have now completely awakened.

Seeing Tan Sijing burning with pain and howling in agony, he was filled with fear and had no desire to seek justice for him or join the rebellion.

Everyone retreated and dodged...

Wherever he ran, the crowd scattered instantly, and no one dared to approach him even a step closer.

The piercing screams grew weaker and weaker, more and more hoarse.

From the initial frantic wailing, it gradually turned into soft, gasping sobs, and finally faded into complete silence.

The flames continued to burn fiercely, completely incinerating Tan Sijing.

Only a flickering ball of fire remained, slowly wriggling down the empty street.

Those who hear it are horrified, and those who see it are terrified.

Li Xin stood quietly in place, not even a strand of his hair fluttering.

He gently raised his nose, sniffed the lingering sweet smoke in the air, and a cold smile flashed across his eyes.

"Using kerosene and sleeping potion in combination with his unique sonic techniques, he certainly has some skill."

His tone was calm, with a hint of sarcasm, “You’re more than capable of fooling ordinary people, but unfortunately, you’ve chosen the wrong opponent.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly turned his head, his gaze piercing through the swirling dust, locking onto an old camphor tree thirty meters away on the street.

The camphor tree was growing lushly with dense foliage, and ordinary people could not see anything unusual about it.

However, from Li Xin's psychic perspective, the tree trunk contained a clear aura of living beings and intense malevolence, as obvious as a torch.

Li Xin's gaze was icy as he spoke calmly, his voice carrying clearly towards the camphor tree: "The elder he's talking about, you must be the one."

boom!

As the word landed, Li Xin lightly stomped his foot, his knees sinking slightly and his true energy descending.

Centered on the spot where he stood, the bluestone ground within a ten-meter radius suddenly sank down, cracking and sending stones flying.

As dust and smoke rose,

His figure suddenly burst out of the air, like a gentle breeze sweeping across the ground and lightning flashing by, covering the street distance of more than thirty meters in an instant.

hum...

A blindingly bright, piercing light slashed across the room.

"Damn it! Kid! How did you find me?!"

From within the trunk of the camphor tree, a hoarse, aged voice, filled with shock and anger, suddenly rang out.

The moment the blade flashed across the tree trunk, three fiery red talismans appeared out of thin air.

The triangular formation floated in mid-air, with flickering flames and dancing runes, faintly forming a strange defensive array.

He attempted to parry the blade and thwart the killing intent.

Amidst the flickering flames and dazzling runes, a gaunt old man darted out from a crevice in the tree trunk.

The old man, with his full head of white, withered hair, gaunt and wrinkled face, and hunched back, was none other than Quan Longxiu, the law enforcement elder of the Red Lotus Sect.

However, he was in an extremely miserable state at the moment.

Both legs were severed from the knees down by the blade's energy, the cuts were bloody and fleshy, and the tendons and bones were exposed.

Blood gushed out incessantly, staining his clothes red.

Amidst the splattering of blood, Quan Longxiu endured the extreme pain as his body was thrown backward through the air.

Head down, feet up, arms slammed into the ground, using the impact of the landing to propel himself up again.

It flipped over and landed on the tiled roof of a nearby house.

He dared not linger for even a moment, and slammed his broken leg hard against the hard tile.

Using the explosive force generated by the excruciating pain, he staggered and sped away, frantically fleeing with all his remaining strength.

All they wanted was to escape and save their lives.

"what?"

Li Xin raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The moment the three fire talismans lit up, the true energy flowing around his body suddenly paused slightly, as if his whole body was tightly bound by more than ten tough cowhide ropes.

His body suddenly felt heavy and stiff, and his movements became sluggish.

A scorching force crashed straight into his mind and consciousness, attempting to disturb his mind and seal his vital energy.

"There's a trick to this kind of blocking method."

Li Xin murmured softly, his expression remaining calm.

Ordinary martial artists would have their energy locked and their bodies trapped if they encountered the [Sealing Fire Talisman].

Even being frozen for a moment is extremely dangerous.

However, this force, which was strong enough to trap even a master of internal energy, collided with his rock-solid mental acuity and shattered instantly with a soft pop.

Then, the invisible shackles that had been binding him so heavily shattered.

It transformed into a ring of air currents that blew in all directions.

Li Xin took a light step and suddenly lunged forward.

A gust of wind surged around him, and the air currents around him were turbulent.

They took to the air in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, he leaped onto the roof and flashed across ten zhang of sky.

It landed steadily in front of Quan Longxiu, who was fleeing in panic.

Quan Longxiu fled extremely fast, and stopped even faster.