Chapter 1041: The Blood-Slaughtering Saint Hand

Under the blessing of Cui Ran’s domain, the group from the Heaven-Reaching Star Positions entered the city secretly along the gap.

After entering, a terrifying gunshot wound that pierced through most of the Wu-Ji Realm came into view. Although they had been mentally prepared after seeing the gap outside, they were still shocked to the core upon seeing the full scale of the shot.

“This shot must have been fired by a top-tier Eighth-Stage powerhouse… Could it be Red Sleeve? But didn’t the intelligence say she had been pinned down by the Silver King?”

“It’s not Red Sleeve…”

The Young Sect Master in the crowd suddenly raised his hand. “Look over there.”

Everyone turned to look and saw playing cards scattered all over the ruins… As a breeze blew, the cards scattered across the Wu-Ji Realm flew up, weaving into a flexible giant hand that wandered along the ruined streets.

And beneath those cards, many ordinary residents of the Wu-Ji Realm were firmly following the flying cards to evacuate. They seemed to trust those cards unconditionally, turning, taking shortcuts, and detouring without hesitation.

If one looked closely, they would find that the paths guided by the cards perfectly avoided all nodes where silver monsters and Fire-Tamperers appeared, as well as all locations where dangerous battles were occurring, as if a giant hand in the dark was guiding everyone to escape…

“Playing cards?”

Seeing those card faces, the possessors of the Heaven-Reaching Star Positions all seemed to recall something, their expressions subtle. “…Is it the Twilight Society?”

Everyone present had crossed paths with the Twilight Society, especially Chen Ling’s card-based exit during the Tian-Shu Realm incident, which had left a particularly deep impression on them.

“The ones who attacked the Wu-Ji Realm are from the Twilight Society?”

“That makes sense… They probably received the news about the execution of Heart-6, so they rushed over directly. But would a single Heart-6 really warrant such a massive mobilization from them?”

“Come to think of it, they’re actually directing the residents to evacuate? Is that for real?”

“Don’t alert them. Follow them secretly and see what they’re actually trying to do.”

The group followed the playing card markers in the sky, and after turning for a dozen minutes, they finally arrived at a place that looked like an abandoned factory. Countless residents were gathered here, seemingly all guided by the cards.

Most of them were workers in factory uniforms, their faces haggard and pale. Some were even lying on the ground, blood flowing from their seven orifices, looking like they didn’t have long to live.

“Son! What happened to you?? Don’t scare your mother like this!!!”

“……”

“Have you seen my daughter? She was forcibly conscripted to Factory 4, and she hasn’t sent a letter home since the day before yesterday… Has anyone seen her?!”

“……”

“They were fine last month, how did they end up like this after just a few days in the factory…”

“……”

“Son, open your eyes and look at Mom again, look at Mom again… Just hold on a little longer, Mom is going to call a doctor for you!”

“……”

Some of the middle-aged and elderly residents who had been guided here were moving anxiously through the crowd. They were residents who hadn’t been conscripted by the factory due to age or illness, and they had been separated from their children who were drafted for a long time.

Some found their children and were reunited safely; others looked at their children, who had collapsed from radiation sickness, and wailed in pain; and some people’s children had already fallen before the dawn arrived…

“Make way.”

A calm voice sounded from the crowd.

Scratch—scratch…

The harsh sound of a heavy object being dragged across the ground broke the sorrowful cries. A figure wearing a wool coat and a blue scarf was seen dragging a ferocious spiked club, walking slowly toward them.

Perhaps Chu Muyun’s aura was too intimidating; the people nearby just sat there in a daze, not daring to move a muscle…

They watched as Chu Muyun arrived before the young worker who was bleeding from his seven orifices and breathing weakly. A faint blue light flickered in his calm pupils, and he gripped the spiked club with one hand and raised it high!

“What is he trying to do?!” Seeing this, Tu Tian’s brows furrowed, and he instinctively wanted to rush out of Cui Ran’s domain!

The next moment, a hand grabbed his arm.

“Wait…” Li Shengmen was thoughtful. “Twilight Society, wool coat, blue scarf, likes to use crude and wild tools… Could he be the legendary Blood-Slaughtering Saint Hand, Spade-7?”

While everyone was stunned, the spiked club in Chu Muyun’s hand whistled down toward the dying worker!

Bang—!!

Flesh splattered, bones shattered.

When warm blood splashed onto the cheeks of those nearby, everyone finally reacted. They looked at the figure smashed to pieces by Chu Muyun’s hammer, and fear and anger climbed into their hearts simultaneously!!

“Bastard!! What have you done?!”

“Aren’t you from the Twilight Society?! You guided us here, why are you attacking our companion?!”

“You animal…!!!”

“……”

Just as a few hot-blooded young people were about to rush out to fight Chu Muyun to the death, a surprised voice suddenly sounded from the crowd:

“Wait a minute… look!!”

Everyone turned to look and found that the worker’s body, which had been a pile of mush, was repairing and regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally thin bones were becoming thick and sturdy, and the gray-white skin was regaining a rosy luster. If one looked closely, the person had even grown three centimeters taller than before!

Within a few seconds, he woke up leisurely. Seeing everyone staring at him fixedly, he scratched his head in a daze:

“What’s the situation? Why are you all looking at me?”

“Holy crap!! A miracle doctor!!!!”

This scene left everyone stunned. They rushed forward in ecstasy to hug their recovered companion, saying things while cursing, and the scene was chaotic.

Chu Muyun shook the blood off his spiked club casually and spoke flatly:

“Seventy-seventh…”

He didn’t look back at his masterpiece, but walked casually toward an open space.

The spiked club dragged on the ground, making a screeching sound. Chu Muyun’s pupils, flickering with a faint azure light, stared calmly ahead. At the same time, his left hand, which had been tucked in his pocket the whole time, casually tore at the void beside him…

The void was like a disguise being peeled away, torn open at a corner by Chu Muyun.

Scattered petals danced beside the blue scarf. Several figures were standing behind the disguise, like a group of exposed voyeurs, their expressions shocked and bewildered!!

“Juniors of the Tian-Shu Realm… peeking isn’t a good habit.”

Chu Muyun’s footsteps didn’t pause for a second. He just gave a flat reminder, not even looking at them much… Or perhaps, the moment they arrived here, his [Secret Pupil] had already seen through their existence.