Chapter 2569: Punishment of the Irreverent (2)<div>


    Editor:Nyoi-Bo Studio


    The clouds parted, revealing a blue sky!


    In an instant, the eerie chill that had nketed Changde Town for so long began to dissipate.


    Aunt Xiang’s once vacant eyes focused, and she regained consciousness.


    Though her body remained immobilized, her face betrayed a look of utter terror as she stared unblinkingly at the Divine Puppet, unable to speak.


    “Bravo!”<div>


    From the rear, Dao Qiongcang shouted in approval.


    The sudden exmation in the deathly silence of the ghost town was more frightening than a p of thunder.


    Dao Qiongcang raised his hands high above his head.


    As if remembering something, he hastily ced the Divine Sinan on the ground before lifting his hands again and approaching with heavy apuse.


    “Bravo! Wonderful!”


    “Well said!”


    “The mighty Kui Leihan can’t evenpare to a pile of dog shit… Xu Xiaoshou, you have guts, daring to im you’re better than me!”


    Jin Ren saw Aunt Xiang’s expression, Dao Qiongcang’s bizarre reaction, and the silent cksmith shop. He knew his end was near.


    He turned around viciously and spat:


    “Where’s this dog shit from, sttering everywhere, stinking up the ce, needing to be stepped on to move closer?”


    The pping abruptly ceased.


    Dao Qiongcang’s hands awkwardly froze above his head.<div>


    Without a word, he bent down, picked up his Divine Sinan, and chose to retreat.


    “Brat…”


    From the cksmith shop, a voice seething with suppressed anger emerged after a brief silence.


    With a resounding explosion, the entire cksmith shop shattered into fragments.


    Purple lightning burst forth, swirling winds sweeping across several streets.


    Roofs and walls crumbled, revealing people who had been pretending to sleep, now trembling in fear.


    In the wake of the explosion, the various iron tools within the cksmith shop shattered.


    The heavy forge turned to dust, and the bellows and other items were obliterated.


    For a brief moment, the world seemed to flicker with purple light…


    The door vanished.


    The obstructing shop was gone.


    When Jin Ren regained his senses, he saw the split signboard of “Cao’s cksmith Shop” crash down on the Divine Puppet’s head, jolting it awake.<div>


    However, he couldn’t care less about the surroundings; his gaze waspletely captivated by the giant before him.


    “rm! rm! rm!”


    The voice in Dao Qiongcang’s mind screamed.


    He urgently lifted his robe, transitioning from a dignified retreat to a frantic run.


    “Beep! Beep! Beep!”


    The Divine Puppet emitted warning sounds, apanied by a series of alerts:


    “Telepathicmunication array damaged!”


    “Speech function damaged!”


    “Linkage of head, shoulders, waist, knees, and ankles abnormal. Central signal transmission is abnormal. Lower limbs damaged…”


    “rm function abnormal… Beep!”


    “Buzz…”


    The sound abruptly ceased.<div>


    Only the hum of electricity remained.


    This wasn’t a halt in the Divine Puppet’s damage but aplete failure of its warning system.


    Jin Ren’s spiritual senses were as impaired as a half-blind man.


    He could no longer clearly perceive the scene before him through the Divine Puppet’s sensors.


    However, the spiritual senses were, after all, still spiritual senses.


    Though diminished, his spiritual senses still allowed him to vaguely sense his surroundings and ry this to the ruins of Ran Ming.


    After the cksmith shop was destroyed, whaty in the dim daylight was a shocking giant.


    He sat bare-chested; his arms thicker than tree trunks. He resembled an ancient warrior even more than The Divine did.


    Seated on the ground, one hand rested on his knee, while the other on a wine barrel, a ck-gold cloak billowed behind him in the storm of purple lightning and wind.


    His face was broader than a millstone, with eyebrows like twin halberds, and eyes ring like those of an enraged Vajra.


    Blue and purple lightning flickered madly around him, forming a chaotic storm that filled the space where the cksmith shop once stood.n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om


    Each bolt of purple lightning tore through the air, leaving ck streaks in its wake.<div>


    The interwoven purple lightning and ck streaks framed the fierce, ring figure within, creating a striking image…


    Jin Ren had never understood the concept of the first generation “Prating Divine Senses” or “God Punishment Tribtion.”


    Even Kui Leihan’s attacks were beyond hisprehension of speed, power, and appearance.


    Now, in this hazy vision…


    It was Kui Leihan!


    This was the God Punishment Tribtion!


    “Brat…”


    “You court death!”


    Within the blue-purple lightning storm, Kui Leihan nced back, his eyes filled with coldness under his upturned eyebrows.


    He didn’t even move.


    Just that side nce, that low murmur, caused the iron ring on his neck to snap, and the nine weapon prohibition orders hanging from it to rise, emitting a faint glow.


    “Boom!”<div>


    In the Nine Heavens, thunder roared.


    This time, Jin Ren saw it clearly.


    From Kui Leihan’s pupils emerged a wisp of lightning, delicate and gentlepared to the surrounding God Punishment Tribtion. It wasn’t violent; rather, it was as graceful and soft as the wind.


    This purple lightning did not pass through air, space, path principles, or any medium Jin Ren’s subjective consciousness recognized…


    It simply emerged from Kui Leihan’s pupils and simultaneously acted on the Divine Puppet’s body.


    “Thought…”


    In the dark depths of the Ran Ming ruins, the word shed in Jin Ren’s mind.


    He recalled when he first practiced the Ten Sections of the Finger Sword, realizing the concept of “ordinary power of thought.”


    It was his first realization of the concepts of “intent,” “energy,” and “thought.”