"This... is the Heavenly Master's Seal Ink from the Golden Summit of Wudang?"
Upon seeing the ink box, Hu Shao's pupils contracted, and he exclaimed its origin.
The six-fingered man in black glanced at Hu Shao with some surprise. "I didn't expect Young Master Hu to have such discerning eyes. That's right, this is indeed the Heavenly Master's Seal Ink taken from the Golden Summit of Wudang! Three boxes of Heavenly Master's Seal Ink were accumulated after five hundred years of the Thunder-Fire Refining Hall, and I managed to get my hands on one of them!"
Since its construction, the Golden Summit of Wudang has had a phenomenon known as the Thunder-Fire Refining Hall.
Whenever there was a thunderstorm, lightning bolts would descend from the sky, striking the Golden Summit.
Electric serpents would coil and lightning fire would erupt, creating a spectacular sight.
Most importantly, the Golden Summit not only remained undamaged but also shone brighter with a more profound and restrained divine aura, as if all the power of the lightning had been absorbed into it.
Because the Golden Summit possessed this unique characteristic, generations of Daoist Heavenly Masters residing on Mount Wudang would offer various spiritual artifacts within the Golden Summit to nurture their power.
The Heavenly Master's Seal Ink was one such artifact.
However, due to limited offering space and the best spots being occupied by other larger artifacts, there were not many Heavenly Master's Seal Ink boxes offered, only three in total.
The one held in the six-fingered man's hand was one of the three!
As for how he obtained it, no one knew.
Hearing the six-fingered man's praise, Hu Shao waved his hand in shame. "Group Leader Lin flatters me. I merely learned of the existence of such a thing by chance. I only know that this item is extraordinarily precious; even a tiny pinch of it could fetch the price of a luxury car in the black market. This box in your hand, Group Leader Lin, must be priceless, right?"
A hint of pride flashed in the six-fingered man's eyes, but he said, "You exaggerate. Moreover, in the eyes of people like us, what is precious or not? We only care about the safety of Long Country. If it's cheap, we use it; if it's expensive, we still use it! Just like now..."
The six-fingered man's gaze returned to the villa's living room.
"Facing such vicious enemies, should we refrain from using it just because we are hesitant about the high cost of the Heavenly Master's Seal Ink?"
"That is not the value concept that our Fengdun Bureau upholds!"
"Our Fengdun Bureau has always had only one principle – those who disturb the peace of Long Country shall be killed!"
With that, the six-fingered man abruptly raised his right hand.
His right hand, naturally possessing an extra finger, quickly sketched a talisman in the air.
Then, he pressed his thumb, which was covered in the seal ink, firmly onto the talisman.
Boom!
The next second, the talisman, which had been drawn in the void, suddenly materialized as the ink was applied!
Large swathes of golden light and thunderous fire coursed through it, forming every stroke of the talisman.
A powerful and terrifying fluctuation rippled around the talisman.
A heavy pressure descended upon the world, making it difficult for those under its influence to breathe!
Their souls felt as if they were burdened by immense weight, becoming sluggish!
Even the flow of their blood slowed, and their heartbeats were on the verge of stopping!
And this was merely the sensation of onlookers; those at the center of the talisman's power would feel it even more intensely!
"Life and Death!"
"Annihilation!"
"Diamond Fearlessness!"
"Om Mani Padme Hum!"
The six-fingered man coldly recited a series of incantations.
These were techniques derived from Esoteric Buddhism!
It was unknown where this six-fingered man had studied, but he had mastered both Buddhist and Daoist arts.
Using the Heavenly Master's Seal Ink from Daoism to activate the incantations of Esoteric Buddhism not only caused no conflict but actually complemented each other, causing the power to surge!
Instantly, a colossal sound like roaring mountains and surging seas echoed in the void, and the talisman flew out with a roar, gradually expanding.
It enveloped the entire villa living room in an instant!
The intense power of lightning and fire blazed relentlessly, distorting the night sky with its terrifying might!
"Good! Let's see if you can survive this!" Hu Shao exclaimed with excitement in his eyes.
"Nannan!" Min Ziqiong, still reeling from the despair of the previous moment, was met with a fresh wave of hopelessness.
This was the full power attack of an execution leader from the Fengdun Bureau!
This was the regular army!
Completely different from the scattered individuals in the martial world!
Ying Chen... could he still withstand it?
"You better not die! Otherwise, half of my merit will be gone... It would be best if you still have a breath left, so I can toy with you for a couple of days!"
The six-fingered man sneered.
As soon as his words fell, he saw the talisman crash into the living room!
It was like a detonated fuel-air bomb, carrying world-sweeping, violent power that poured into the living room!
Everyone present turned pale with shock!
The talisman unleashed by the six-fingered man was terrifyingly powerful!
"Jack of all trades, master of none. A laughingstock."
Unexpectedly, a clear and cold voice rang out from within the living room.
Immediately, a figure appeared at the living room entrance.
Without any apparent grand movement, he simply raised a finger and pointed at the talisman.
The very next moment, the talisman cracked in the middle with a crisp sound!
The violent power that was about to surge into the living room vanished without a trace!
Hiss!
Everyone present gasped.
The six-fingered man, who moments ago was confident of victory and asked Ying Chen to leave a breath, turned ashen with terror!
The next second, he took out the Heavenly Master's Seal Ink again and pressed his sixth finger onto the ink once more!
He intended to repeat his trick!
"This kind of trick is enough to play once."
"Playing it a second time can be tiresome."
Before the six-fingered man's finger could touch the ink, a voice whispered in his ear.
This was accompanied by an extremely crisp sound of bones breaking.
"Ah! My finger!"
The six-fingered man cried out in agony.
His sixth finger had been brutally broken by Ying Chen!
Ying Chen, like a deity residing in the heavens, looked down coldly at the six-fingered man.
After a long pause, he spoke, "You are the Qintianjian of this era? Coincidentally, I've been looking for you."
The six-fingered man froze, about to correct Ying Chen, that they were the Fengdun Bureau, not the Qintianjian.
But then he considered it and thought that the term "Qintianjian" wasn't entirely inaccurate.
After all, in ancient times, the Qintianjian was an organization specifically responsible for observing celestial anomalies and dealing with demons and evil spirits.
Their functions were quite similar to those of the Fengdun Bureau.
However, why was Ying Chen looking for the Fengdun Bureau?
In all his years of service, the six-fingered man had never encountered someone who actively sought them out!
Instead of turning tail and fleeing upon seeing them!
"Let's go! I'm being arrested by you."
"What's the charge again? Ah, the murder of that old man surnamed Hu. Although he certainly didn't die because of me, it doesn't make a difference. I'll settle the score with him sooner or later..."
"Who asked him not to keep his promise and let someone's life linger until now?"
As he said this, Ying Chen cast a fleeting glance at Hu Shao.
For some reason, Hu Shao instantly broke out in a cold sweat!
A frantic urge to flee the scene surged within him!
The six-fingered man stared at Ying Chen with disbelief, suspecting he had misheard.
In this day and age, was there someone who would announce their own arrest?
Was he not awake, or had he opened this world incorrectly tonight?