Chapter 21: The Past Is Like a Knife, Lin Sheng Comprehends the Initial Manifestation of Susanoo
Shrek Academy, Sea God Pavilion.
The Golden Tree radiated a gentle halo. It should have been a serene and peaceful place for cultivation, but at this moment, it was filled with a stifling, oppressive atmosphere.
Xuan Zi sat on a root-carved wooden chair.
The chicken leg in his hand had long since gone cold, and his old face was filled with deep melancholy and confusion.
"It's strange. The way that kid looked at me was just like looking at his father's killer."
Xuan Zi took a fierce gulp of wine.
He kept replaying the hatred in Lin Sheng's blood-red eyes in his mind.
He really couldn't understand it. He was the dignified Deputy Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion...
Although he was a bit unkempt in his daily life, when had he ever offended such a junior from the Body Sect?
Could he really have been brainwashed by that old madman Du Busi to harbor such great hostility toward Shrek?
"Too strange."
"I haven't had much of a feud with the Body Sect in recent years!"
Xuan Zi ate the chicken leg gloomily.
Just then, the space rippled slightly, and a gentle yet deep-as-the-ocean aura quietly descended.
"Xuan Zi, what is causing you such unease?"
Mu En sat quietly in his wheelchair, moving from afar to near.
His eyes were clear, as if he could perceive all the falsehoods in the world.
Seeing this, Xuan Zi sighed.
He then truthfully recounted the cause and effect of Bei Bei and Tang Ya being injured in the Star Dou Great Forest, as well as his trip to the Body Sect to demand an explanation.
After hearing this, Mu En fell into a brief silence.
"..."
"Bei Bei's skills were inferior, so suffering a loss at that child's hands is not necessarily a bad thing."
Mu En spoke slowly, his voice calm.
"Since the injuries are no longer serious, let this matter rest."
"As for you, Xuan Zi, can you really not remember why that child has such intense hostility toward you?"
Mu En asked, as if he could peer into Xuan Zi's inner thoughts.
"Elder Mu, I really don't know!"
Xuan Zi spread his hands, looking quite aggrieved.
"Although I've led teams on several missions over these years, I have never killed the innocent, and I don't remember ever seeing this person."
Mu En let out a barely audible sigh.
He looked at the swaying Golden Tree leaves outside the window, his tone becoming profound.
"He mentioned six years ago... Xuan Zi, have you forgotten the mission involving Le Xuan and the others six years ago?"
"In that incident, because of your negligence, the Evil Soul Master affected the surrounding villages."
As Mu En slowly recounted the events of that year, Xuan Zi's face gradually turned pale. That incident six years ago...
"Can you really not remember if there were any survivors left under those ruins?"
"Six years ago... Negligence..."
Xuan Zi was struck as if by lightning, freezing in place.
The sealed memories were like a torn wound, displayed before his eyes, dripping with blood.
It was a small village swallowed by raging flames.
The shrill screams, and when he arrived, the devastation and the desperate ruins everywhere.
At the time, he was only concerned with self-reproach and rescuing the surviving students... but he ignored the hateful gazes watching him from the shadows, gazes destined to consume him in the future.
"How could this be..."
Xuan Zi's face turned deathly pale instantly, and even the hand holding the wine gourd began to tremble slightly.
"He... could he be a survivor from that village?"
Several days later, Body Sect, forbidden area at the back mountain.
Lin Sheng stood alone on the peak of the cliff.
The Mangekyo Sharingan in his right eye was spinning crazily, its three-bladed boomerang pattern emitting a chilling, eerie light.
"Hum —!"
He was comprehending the ocular jutsu, evolving the power of the Sharingan.
Now his spirit power had increased to level forty-three; this was the result after absorbing the external Spirit Bone from the Dark-Gold Double-Pupil Bear.
"Kamui is just a unique ocular jutsu bestowed upon me by the Mangekyō... but the truly terrifying aspect of these eyes is far more than that."
Lin Sheng closed his eyes, feeling the mental force surging within him like a great river.
Although Lin Sheng wasn't sure if the Sharingan had completed the second awakening, which was halfway done, there was no doubt... The right eye was far more powerful than the left.
He was comprehending the general ocular jutsu that any Mangekyo Sharingan user could release. Susanoo!
"With my soul, build the armor of god!"
Lin Sheng opened his eyes abruptly.
The blood-red light in his right eye reached its absolute peak at this moment, even overshadowing the sunset on the horizon.
"Boom —!"
A violently wild, cold, and destructive aura of spirit power surged into the sky from behind him.
Immediately after... the blood-red light rapidly condensed in the air, first forming a thick spinal skeleton.
Then came the ribs, the shoulder blades...
In just a few breaths, a huge blood-red half-body skeleton manifested out of thin air, almost completely shielding Lin Sheng within it!
This skeleton was over ten meters tall, and dark red mental flames swirled around the hideous white bones.
Most terrifying of all, in the skeleton's huge right hand, a blood-red longsword condensed from pure mental force and extreme killing intent quietly took shape.
"Boom —!"
The moment the blood sword appeared, dense black cracks appeared in the surrounding space, as if even this world could not withstand the sharpness of this sword!
"Is this... Susanoo?"
Lin Sheng stood in the center of the skeleton.
Although his face looked pale due to the intense consumption, his eyes were full of fanaticism!
He could feel that as long as he swung this sword, the mountain ahead would be razed to the ground in an instant, and even space itself would be completely severed!!
"This should only be the early form of Susanoo. If it continues to evolve, the chakra warrior will be able to grow flesh and blood."
"Condense armor, evolve ocular jutsu runes!"
Lin Sheng was incredibly excited. That was a true miracle that transcended the Body Martial Soul of the mortal world.
On a distant cliff, Du Busi stood with his hands behind his back.
When he saw that blood-red skeleton capable of shaking the will of gods, the usually steady man... could not help but be completely dumbfounded!
"Holy crap..."
He rubbed his chin unconsciously with his large hands, his mouth slightly agape, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence.
"Damn... a Body Martial Soul's eyes can actually pull off such a trick? This kid... these eyes are too heaven-defying."
Du Busi had lived for so long and had never seen such an overbearing, such a destructive form of manifestation for a Body Martial Soul!
Obviously the Body Martial Soul was eyes... yet it could manifest a half-body skeleton out of thin air. What was going on? Was it really this heaven-defying?!
"Lin Sheng!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from afar. It was Long Aotian.
"Boom —!"
The next moment, Lin Sheng, with a smile on his face, condensed his mental force, and the chakra warrior summoned by Susanoo directly struck Long Aotian with a sword!
This sword made Long Aotian's hair stand on end; he subconsciously erupted with all his power, a dark-gold energy impact.
"Crack —!"
Long Aotian was sent flying by the blow, falling to the ground, looking at Lin Sheng with resentment.
"Lin Sheng, I'll curse your ancestors!"