While the Great Killer Jun’s thinking held considerable merit, it still diverged slightly from the actual facts.
Although the Yin-Yang Evasion Technique was indeed a peerless arcane art—even the Eight Supreme Beings lacked the ability to discern the whereabouts of the Grand Master Jun—it was not true vanishing into the void when not utilizing its Five Elements Evasion aspect. While it allowed for stealth and avoidance of detection, it invariably stirred minute anomalies in the flow of yanqi. In truth, this was hardly an anomaly; it was merely the slight alteration in air currents caused by a normal person moving. Reprinted from ┄┄ And such subtle variations were imperceptible to the vast majority of people.
But who was Lei Wubei? If he couldn't sense it, he wouldn't be Lei Wubei!
The slightest fluctuation in the air had been instantly captured by him. However, the scene before him was too bizarre; the intensity of the killing intent he sensed was the strongest he had ever encountered in his life, leading him to deduce that the opponent’s strength was absolutely profound. Thus, Lei Wubei immediately unleashed his own oppressive aura to shield himself completely.
And when the Grand Master Jun subsequently retreated into the Hongjun Pagoda, that was truly beyond Lei Wubei’s ability to detect!
Jun Moye realized all this and felt a momentary dejection. After staying inside the tower for a while, he presumed Lei Wubei outside had already left, so he flashed out once more. To his surprise, Lei Wubei was still standing on the street. At the very instant Jun Moye emerged, Lei Wubei’s lightning-fast gaze swept toward the direction where he had been concealed,
like two balls of spectral fire, suddenly flickering in the night sky!
“Damn it! This old fellow has too much time on his hands!” Jun Moye was immensely vexed. Having no choice, he vanished back inside, secretly vowing: Damn it, if I stay in here, I won’t come out until dawn!
A Supreme expert never doubted their spiritual intuition. Although the Great Master Jun’s aura had flashed and vanished, it had left a profoundly deep impression on the Great Supreme Lei, compelling him to take it seriously.
After his encounter with Ying Bokong, Lei Wubei returned slowly, as there was nothing else pressing him, and his pace inevitably slackened. Along the way, he had also deliberately searched for any trace of the mysterious person whose voice he had heard, which naturally slowed him down even more.
Just as he reached this spot, he suddenly felt the air currents accelerate, coupled with the sensation of a bloody killing intent approaching him. Without hesitation, he mobilized his entire internal profound energy, ready to strike at any moment. He could feel just how terrifyingly sharp this killing intent was!
Only a top-tier assassin of this era could bring forth such intense killing intent, and this ferocious murderous will was potent enough to merit an assassination attempt on himself. Therefore, even with Lei Wubei’s capability, he dared not relax in the slightest, instantly releasing his aura and standing ready for battle.
This standard of measurement was naturally set by comparing it to the Great Killer Jun’s super killing aura. This aura was ingrained in Jun Moxie’s very bones. Although the Young Master Jun might not yet possess such formidable strength, the cold, absolute killing aura of the King of Assassins remained undiminished!
Lei Wubei waited silently with rapt attention for a moment, but to his surprise, there was absolutely no sound, and the fierce killing intent had vanished without a trace. The surroundings were silent and peaceful, without even the slightest rustle of wind. He couldn't help but wonder: Could it truly be my illusion? But how could I possibly have an illusion?
Just as he was about to dismiss this state of high alert due to suspicion, the vital energy beside him fluctuated once more. That bloody killing intent reappeared right next to him, this time manifesting almost instantly beside him, with no sense of approaching from a distance.
Lei Wubei’s mind moved to react in an instant, but that terrifying killing intent abruptly vanished just as suddenly, leaving no trace behind.
This time, Lei Wubei’s shock reached an absolute peak! What kind of assassin possesses such terrifying means?! A cold sweat suddenly broke out across Lei Wubei’s body, because a terrifying figure suddenly flashed into his mind!
This person’s profound skill might not surpass Yun Biechen or Li Jue Tian, but in Lei Wubei’s heart, this individual was more terrifying than both of them combined! Because this person, in taking a life, had never once allowed a single target to escape his assassination in decades!
This person was already a legend in the assassin world! A figure universally feared! Even Yun Biechen and Li Jue Tian would not dare to underestimate this person, nor would they lightly challenge him!
A dreamlike, terrifying assassin! The Death God universally acknowledged!
The Supreme Assassin, Chu Qihun!
Yes, besides the Supreme Assassin Chu Qihun, who else could possess such sharp, piercing, supreme killing intent? Besides Chu Qihun, who else could approach my side without me detecting them? Besides Chu Qihun, who else could instantly disappear without a trace after I detected the pulling of their killing intent?
Under the heavens, there is no other!
Even Yun Biechen and Li Jue Tian absolutely could not achieve this level! They could defeat me, perhaps even kill me, but they could absolutely not achieve the level of coming and going without a trace right beside me without my awareness, which Chu Qihun can accomplish now!
The more Lei Wubei pondered, the more certain he became, and the more cautious he grew. The more cautious he became, the deeper the sense of dread!
Humans are always filled with doubt and fear towards the unknown, and this holds true even for Divine Profound Supremes, especially when facing an opponent they feel incapable of handling!
Although Lei Wubei was confident that his profound skill was not inferior to Chu Qihun’s, that fellow Chu Qihun was fondest of striking unexpectedly! If caught off guard, he was bound to suffer a major loss! Being ambushed by an expert of the same rank was simply catastrophic!
At this moment, Lei Wubei was genuinely somewhat… afraid!
Although Chu Qihun possessed the title of Supreme, he did not rank among the Eight Greats. This was because this man never confronted his targets head-on when killing. Even when dealing with a defenseless scholar—someone Chu Qihun could blow away with a single breath—he would never strike directly!
This Supreme Assassin adhered to the assassin’s code without a shred of compromise, a trait that could be called perverse, reaching a degree that made people’s hair stand on end! But precisely because of this, this Supreme Assassin was ineligible for the recognized glory of the Eight Supremes.
However, although Chu Qihun was listed outside the Eight Greats, he was universally acknowledged as the most terrifying powerhouse under heaven! This was acknowledged even by the Eight Great Supremes!
Lei Wubei moved cautiously, watching his surroundings step by step, and shouted in a deep voice, “The visitor must be the Supreme Assassin Chu Qihun, Brother Chu, correct? Heh heh, I wonder in what way I, Lei, have offended Brother Chu, to warrant a personal visit from you. It is truly an unexpected honor. However, we both belong to the Supreme ranks; even if we must engage in a fight to the death, surely a moment of courtesy before the battle is permissible, right?”
The surroundings were silent. The autumn wind whistled, fallen leaves circled to the ground and lifted again, but no one answered his question.
In fact, it would be truly ghostly if someone did answer! The audience—no, the listener—was only the Great Killer Jun, concealed within the Hongjun Pagoda, and the Great Killer Jun was absolutely determined not to speak! He hoped Lei Wubei would misunderstand; the more severe the misunderstanding, the better!
“Brother Chu, you truly grant me no face at all?” Lei Wubei gritted his teeth, his voice already burning with rage: “Does Brother Chu insist on an irreconcilable enmity with me?”
Still no sound!
Lei Wubei finally calmed down, but the aura pressing down on him intensified, like a volcano before eruption. He said in a low voice, “Heh heh, do you think I, Lei Wubei, fear you? Very well, very well! Since Brother Chu is so confident, then come forth. Lei Wubei awaits you at any time.”
Having spoken these words, he suddenly launched himself upward, like a divine dragon soaring into the heavens, stirring the wind and clouds into chaos, vanishing without a trace in an instant!
Only after he departed did Jun Moxie let out a great breath in the void. He had been leaning half his head out, listening the entire time. Watching Lei Wubei solemnly address empty space, Jun Moxie nearly burst out laughing.
Yet, his heart also sobered. His peer, the Supreme Assassin Chu Qihun, truly lived up to his name. Even Lei Wubei, the Cold-Blooded Supreme, ranked fifth among the Eight Great Supremes and feared by everyone under heaven, was so wary of him!
This Supreme Assassin was extraordinary! To achieve such heights as an assassin was indeed reaching the pinnacle!
Harboring these reverent thoughts of the Supreme Assassin, Jun Moxie headed home leisurely and relaxed.
Lei Wubei flashed and landed within the courtyard of the small residence. He floated inside and pushed open the door. The four people within simultaneously stood up and asked respectfully, “Master, you have returned.”
Lei Wubei snorted, sat down with an expressionless face.
“Master, what were the results of this trip? I presume that old man Ying Bokong has been taught a lesson?” Although Lei Jianhong was Lei Wubei’s son, in front of his fellow disciples, he never addressed his father as such, in order to show equality. And among those present, only he dared to ask this question.
“There was an unforeseen variable in that matter; we will discuss it later.” Lei Wubei let out a breath and said gravely, “From now on, you must act with even greater caution! The Tianxiang City currently is a turbulent place, filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, countless masters. Always think three times before taking action in anything.”
He thought for a long time, finally suppressing the urge to mention the Supreme Assassin Chu Qihun.
Because to these disciples, that name was enough to frighten them into timidity and paralysis. Although his four disciples had reached the Heaven Profound realm in skill, their actual cultivation base was very low. To let them know rashly would bring nothing but harm.
Since Chu Qihun was determined to target him, before the outcome of their duel was decided, he absolutely would not harm his disciples. Why tell them and fill them with anxiety?
None of the four were fools; they could tell from his tone that the matter with Ying Bokong probably hadn't gone as smoothly as they had imagined. They wisely kept quiet and asked no further questions.
Lei Wubei stood up and said calmly, “Come, follow me to check on the Sixth Brother and the others. We’ll channel profound energy into them again to see if they can recover anything. If it’s truly impossible, we’ll have to send them to the Poison Heart Medicine King.”
Lei Jianhong and the other three trembled, exclaiming, “Master!”
Lei Wubei snorted, offering no reply, and strode out. The four followed behind with heavy expressions. Recalling the Poison Heart Medicine King Lei Wubei had mentioned, they all felt a profound weight on their hearts.
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