#34 - Killing Four Styles, Scattering Souls

Three months later.

Qin BuYi felt as though he had split into two, one half rational, the other consumed by mad slaughter.

His body was divided down the middle, his left eye clear, his right eye radiating murderous intent.

He was constantly switching back and forth between chaos and clarity.

This contradictory and disordered state made Qin BuYi feel as though he was constantly cycling through a displaced space-time.

Unable to find a constant state, he was constantly fighting against the erosion of slaughter in his subconscious.

In his slaughterous state, Qin BuYi's voice was hoarse as he roared, "Kill! Destroy everything!"

"I absolutely cannot succumb to this, I must steady my mind!" Qin BuYi muttered in his clear state.

The hardest thing for a person is to fight against oneself. Saying you treat yourself as an enemy is easy.

But when you actually do it, it's like trying to bend your right hand with your left. You exert all your strength, but you may not see any results.

What's more, the murderous intent had already been absorbed by his divine sense, becoming a part of his subconscious.

Trying to reverse the murderous consciousness from the subconscious was like a fool's dream, as unrealistic as a fantasy.

Hong Lian had been watching Qin BuYi's state for the past three months. She had not expected Qin BuYi to persist in resisting for so long.

Moreover, as a Kill-Life Blade born to constantly kill, she fundamentally could not accept this human who was not much stronger than an ant.

Looking at Qin BuYi, Hong Lian said, "What you're doing is futile. Since ancient times, those who have been eroded by slaughter have either gone mad or died. Very few have survived and remained conscious."

After a pause, Hong Lian continued, "Obviously, you are not among those few."

Hong Lian was right. Being eroded by slaughter and giving up resistance would turn you into a madman who only knew how to kill. Not giving up resistance, and competing with yourself, would eventually exhaust your mind and kill you.

Hearing Hong Lian's words, Qin BuYi, taking advantage of his clarity, said, "Kill-Life Hong Lian, then you can watch carefully and see if I, as your master, can live and regain consciousness."

From the moment she held the Kill-Life Blade, she had been plotting to devour her master.

He didn't understand before why the Kill-Life Blade had taken action to help him in the Tang family, but now Qin BuYi understood. All of this was because the Kill-Life Blade wanted him to die in her hands.

For the Kill-Life Blade, who had once been held by the Lord of the Heavenly Court, Hao Tian, she clearly looked down on herself from the inside out, and also looked down on others.

If he were to die in someone else's hands, it would be an insult to the arrogant Hong Lian.

Hearing the word 'master' in Qin BuYi's words, the killing intent in Hong Lian's eyes deepened. She looked at Qin BuYi, wanting to mock him.

But then she thought that if Qin BuYi continued to resist her like this, it wouldn't be long before he exhausted his mind and died. She swallowed the mocking words and instead said in an icy tone:

"Why should I bother with a small Hua Shen stage cultivator who is about to die? It doesn't matter if I let you have your way with words."

Qin BuYi did not reply to Hong Lian, silently closing his eyes and continuing to fight against himself.

Half a year later.

Qin BuYi sat cross-legged on the ground, his slightly furrowed brows slowly relaxing, a long-lost ease and smile appearing on his face.

During these six months, he first fought against the murderous intent with his mind, and later, when the situation became critical, his divine sense absorbed all the murderous intent, turning it into a fight against himself.

During this period, every moment, every minute, every second felt like a year, and while he was suffering, Qin BuYi did not call on the system in his heart to help solve the current predicament.

Instead, he was trying to find a way to break the current predicament himself.

If he called the system, it might be able to help him overcome the predicament, but this was a battle between himself and his weapon.

Qin BuYi had his own persistence in his heart, even in the face of the risk of falling into slaughter at any moment, Qin BuYi did not compromise, did not ask for help.

As the saying goes, hard work pays off, and Qin BuYi really came up with a seemingly feasible method.

Looking at the golden divine sense mixed with blood red in his mind, it might be more appropriate to call it the Killing Divine Sense.

First, he would gradually peel off the murderous intent from the Killing Divine Sense through high-speed operation.

Thinking of this, Qin BuYi began to implement his plan, and the Killing Divine Sense in his brain began to operate at high speed.

Qin BuYi carefully controlled his divine sense to gradually peel off the parts mixed with slaughter.

Feeling Qin BuYi's movements, Hong Lian's eyes were filled with incomprehension and disbelief, and she whispered:

"What is this ant trying to do?"

Qin BuYi's various performances in the past six months had made her increasingly unhappy. Whenever she thought Qin BuYi was about to give up.

Qin BuYi could always unexpectedly continue to resist.

Another month passed.

At this time, the divine sense in Qin BuYi's brain was clearly divided, one side was golden and untainted by slaughter, and the other side was blood-red and filled with slaughter.

After peeling off the slaughterous parts, Qin BuYi's divine sense had shrunk by more than half.

"Peel!" Qin BuYi shouted.

The Killing Divine Sense was briefly forced out of Qin BuYi's brain.

Qin BuYi stood up from the ground, opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear, without any trace of murderous intent.

Hong Lian couldn't help but discourage him, "It's useless, even if you temporarily peel off this murderous divine sense, it will always return to your body."

"At that time, you will still not escape the situation of falling into slaughter."

Qin BuYi glanced at Hong Lian with an idiotic look, and said in an icy tone: "When will it be the turn of you, a weapon, to teach your master a lesson?"

Hong Lian was exasperated, and said: "You..."

Before she could finish her words, Qin BuYi interrupted her without politeness: "Shut up, annoying!"

Walking up to Hong Lian, he snatched the Kill-Life Blade held in Hong Lian's hand, and Qin BuYi said in a tone that could not be heard with emotion:

"Little Hong Lian, watch carefully what your master does next."

"Clang!"

Drawing out the Kill-Life Blade, the blade struggled to escape Qin BuYi's control.

"Boom!"

Qin BuYi clenched his hand into a fist, and his body stretched out like a large bow, punching heavily towards the Kill-Life Blade.

"Be quiet!" Qin BuYi said with a hint of anger in his tone.

Even a clay figure has some anger, let alone Qin BuYi, a living person. Hong Lian had been making him wander on the line of life and death for more than half a year.

At this time, Hong Lian still wanted to make trouble, and Qin BuYi's mood was naturally not good.

"Zheng!" The Kill-Life Blade let out a wail.

"Cough!"

Hong Lian was not feeling well at this time, with a flush on her face, as her main body was attacked.

Seeing Qin BuYi's man-eating gaze, Hong Lian gritted her silver teeth and stared back without retreating.

"Humph!"

Not knowing what she was thinking, Hong Lian snorted coldly, and the Kill-Life Blade no longer struggled, letting Qin BuYi hold it in his hand.

Holding the Kill-Life Blade, Qin BuYi looked at the group of divine sense filled with slaughter like blood, and shouted:

"Kill-Life · Massacre!"

The Kill-Life Blade vibrated tens of thousands of times in one second, slashing towards the group of slaughterous divine sense.

"Clang!"

After one slash, the surface of the slaughterous divine sense kept trembling, and it took a long time to return to normal.

"Puff!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of Qin BuYi's mouth. Even though the slaughterous divine sense had been peeled off, it was still a part of Qin BuYi's divine sense.

Slashing the Kill-Life Blade onto the slaughterous divine sense was no different from slashing Qin BuYi himself. The pain of ten fingers connected to the heart was not even one ten-thousandth of it.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin BuYi once again waved his knife and slashed towards the slaughterous divine sense.

"Kill-Life · Annihilation!"

A round moon with a diameter of several thousand meters appeared in front of Qin BuYi, and the round moon enveloped the slaughterous divine sense.

Tens of thousands of Kill-Life Blade phantoms floated in the round moon, and the tips of the knives pointed at the slaughterous divine sense.

Qin BuYi shouted as he slashed down with his knife: "Slash!"

"Clang!" "Clang!"

"Clang!..."

The round moon dissipated, and the surface of the slaughterous divine sense trembled for a while, as if it might explode at any time, before finally stabilizing.

"Are you crazy?" Hong Lian said in disbelief.

She really couldn't understand this human in front of her. Putting aside his ant-like cultivation, he cherished his life like a treasure.

If there was even a slight threat to him from the outside world, he couldn't wait to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, and nip all dangers in the bud.

But sometimes he was very contradictory, like a madman, who could put his life on the gambling table without hesitation.

"Cough!"

Blood flowed down the corner of Qin BuYi's mouth, and at the same time, a sense of dizziness came from his brain. Ignoring Hong Lian.

After the dizziness in his brain subsided a little, he held the Kill-Life Blade and slashed out the third knife.

"Kill-Life · Death Domain!"

A faint light floated from the tip of the Kill-Life Blade, and quickly condensed into the thickness of a hair.

"Slash!" Qin BuYi shouted.

"Swoosh!"

The faint light flew extremely fast towards the slaughterous divine sense, attacking the slaughterous divine sense.

"Clang!"

"Boom!"

A loud noise came, and the slaughterous divine sense could no longer maintain its stability and exploded instantly.

The exploding slaughterous divine sense scattered, and with the explosion, the madness, cruelty, coldness, bloodthirst, etc. contained in the slaughterous divine sense quickly dissipated, leaving only pure slaughter.

"Cough!"

Qin BuYi spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, and he collapsed weakly on the ground.

Personally shattering half of his divine sense, the danger of which was unknown to outsiders, and he would die if he was not careful.

Most of it was luck, plus being ruthless and decisive enough to himself.

Qin BuYi, who was paralyzed on the ground, said to Hong Lian with a slightly joking tone: "It seems that this time, I, as the master, have won. It's a pity that your carefully planned plan to kill me was not successful."

Hong Lian snorted coldly and said nothing more. Her jade finger pointed towards Qin BuYi's forehead, and a piece of information was transmitted to Qin BuYi's brain.

Kill-Life Sword Technique Fourth Form · Soul Scattering.

In addition to Soul Scattering, there was also an extra cultivation technique.

The cultivation technique recorded how to purify all kinds of divine sense in the world, and then absorb them for one's own use.

Qin BuYi looked at Hong Lian with some surprise, and Hong Lian said with a cold face:

"Don't think too much, I just don't want you to die in someone else's hands."

After Hong Lian finished speaking, she didn't speak again, and Qin BuYi began to cultivate according to the cultivation technique given by Hong Lian.

He quickly gathered the scattered slaughterous divine sense in the world in front of him.

According to what was written in the cultivation technique, Qin BuYi began to continuously purify this pure slaughterous divine sense.

Half an hour later, there was no trace of slaughter in the slaughterous divine sense, and it returned to its golden state.

The divine sense in his brain probed out and gradually absorbed the group of divine sense in front of him that had returned to normal...

In less than a quarter of an hour, it was all absorbed. After absorbing it, Qin BuYi's face returned to ruddy again, and the weakness in his body was swept away.