On the other side, inside Nijiao Cave.

Zhang Rongfang once again stood in front of Han Jia, holding the Tianxia Sword.

"The heart can move... In other words... maybe what I saw before... is the movement that the spiritual core should have? It is not avoiding." He recalled the movement of the spiritual core before.

The trajectory gradually became more and more certain in my heart.

"Perhaps the spiritual core is always in motion. This kind of movement should follow certain rules. Just like the beating of an ordinary person's heart, it is fixed and rhythmic."

"In addition, there is another point. The body of a god-worshipping warrior is not only composed of spiritual threads, but also ordinary flesh and blood bones occupying at least half of the volume. So, why can these parts automatically recover after being destroyed?"

"The flesh and blood of these parts must also have changed, otherwise it would be impossible for it to be so magical."

As soon as Zhang Rongfang opened his mind, various points that had been ignored before suddenly increased rapidly.

He looked at Han Jia and suddenly had a strange thought.

"Amputations or something like that will cause a small-scale spiritual explosion. Does this mean that the spiritual thread of the god-worshipping warrior also believes that the limbs cannot make any mistakes, so they will automatically be greatly stimulated and explode?"

"Then it can be inferred that what is equally important for the god-worshiping warriors is the loss of a large amount of flesh, blood and bones."

"Perhaps... I can look for a breakthrough point from the small spiritual explosions when they lose their flesh and blood."

Just do it if you think of it.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly stepped out, inserted the Tianxia knife in his hand into the ground, and replaced it with the Qiulin knife.

He doesn't know much about knife skills, but he can still use it simply with a knife as his hand.

The sword flashed.

This time, Han Jia's arm suddenly broke, and a large amount of silver threads erupted from the broken arm, heading towards Zhang Rongfang.

But it is a pity that Zhang Rongfang's sword was not struck at close range, but was thrown from a distance.

It's just that Qiulin's sword was too sharp and his power exploded too quickly, so he easily threw it at high speed, causing his limbs to break.

After a large amount of spiritual thread surged out, it danced wildly, but no enemy was found, so it had no choice but to retreat.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang had already seen signs of spiritual thread flow through dark light vision.

"It's now!"

He grabbed the Tianxia Sword in his hand, bowed and stepped forward.

Clang!

The Tianxia Sword instantly crossed the distance and cut out a silver blade.

The flesh and blood of Han Jia's right shoulder was cut open, and a silver light in the depths was about to move away quickly.

But just as the Tianxia Sword cut deeply into his flesh and blood, Zhang Rongfang carefully watched the flow and convergence of the remaining silver threads, automatically simulating the movement trajectory of the spiritual core in his mind.

Although he couldn't see the spiritual core, he could see the other spiritual threads following the spiritual core.

The Tianxia knife moved rapidly, cutting all the way in the direction of the spiritual core's movement.

Han Jia, who was unconscious, instinctively raised her hand to strike, but Zhang Rongfang blocked it with a free hand. He folded his backhand and it broke and fell down.

Similarly, the other hand and leg were easily pinched and broken by him.

Finally, the cutting trajectory of the Tianxia Knife finally came out.

The moment he saw the entire trajectory, Zhang Rongfang's pupils suddenly shrank.

What appeared before his eyes was a simple bloody human face composed of wounds!

At this moment, the spiritual core, which was originally moving very fast, suddenly stopped when the human face was seen, and stayed in place. It stopped at the left side of the chest and abdomen.

In an instant, Zhang Rongfang's heart was filled with joy. He paused with his blade and struck at him with all his strength and speed.

Ding!

A soft sound.

The Qingyue is like a broken glass marble, and like the light strike of a chime, it echoes in the cave.

All the physical wounds on Han Jia's body that were healing rapidly suddenly stopped completely.

Her originally dazed pupils quickly lost their luster and dimmed like lights turned off.

All the spiritual threads under her skin seemed to have lost their vitality in an instant and turned into black gray.

Even her whole body was like a shriveled and deflated balloon, quickly flattening...

Snapped.

The remaining bones, skin and flesh on Han Jia's body fell to the ground with a soft sound.

This naked woman, who had been tortured for a year, finally lost her life completely.

Zhang Rongfang, on the other hand, stood there in a daze, looking at the Tianxia Sword in his hand.

"It's done..."

"Just now...how did it happen?" He was a little confused.

The spiritual core moved extremely fast, and he couldn't catch up even with his continuous sword attacks.

But why did it stop suddenly?

Just because he saw the human face hidden inside Han Jia's body?

He originally planned to use another idea to try to kill Ling Luo, but he did not expect that he would encounter such a change in the end.

Looking at the shriveled body on the ground, Zhang Rongfang fell into thought for a moment.

But he didn't wait for him to figure out the reason.

A burst of rapid footsteps came from behind.

"Sir! The situation is not good!"

A good counter-teacher quickly entered the hole with a solemn expression and cupped his fists towards him.

"The identity of one of our members was discovered by the Golden Wing Tower. Now he has been arrested.

The key is that the member has met you! I suspect the situation has been leaked now!"

"Golden Wings Tower?" Zhang Rongfang suppressed his confusion. "What's going on?! Where is Uncle Zhang?"

The joy that had just broken into the spiritual core was suddenly diluted at this moment.

Since the Golden Wing Tower belonged to Xizong, he never paid much attention to it.

I didn't expect that at this time, I would jump out to make my presence felt.

"I don't know, but the leader has already brought people there! The leader asked you to go back quickly. If anyone asks you later, you will tell me that you don't know anything! As long as there is no evidence, no one will dare to do anything to you!" said the master of counter-religion sincerely.

"No, where is the place?" Zhang Rongfang said solemnly. "I know the Golden Wings Tower best, so it's best for me to go!"

This matter is no small matter. If his relationship with the counter-religion is exposed, it is difficult to predict what will happen.

Not long ago, Master Chongxuancai reminded him in a letter that Lingting attached great importance to the Dongzong secret treasure.

The secret is in the hands of the race.

The human race belongs to the Eastern Sect, and the anti-religion and footwork also come from the Eastern Sect. If Lingting really wanted to investigate carefully, he would be able to find out.

It was just to save some favor for the former imperial master and turn a blind eye.

And once he is associated with the counter-religion.

It’s hard not to think of the relationship between race.

"Sir!" Zhang Zhenhai quickly entered the cave, changed into a masked black outfit, carried a long knife on his back, and had a row of flying knives and hidden weapons tied to his thighs.

"What's going on!?" Zhang Rongfang asked with a solemn expression.

"Someone wanted to attack us and asked the people from the Golden Wing Tower to keep an eye on us and collect intelligence. Unexpectedly, we accidentally caught the brother who was guarding this place.

Now I'm afraid your relationship with us has been exposed." Zhang Zhenhai's voice lost his usual calmness and solemnity, and he obviously lost his sense of proportion.

Once Zhang Ying's identity is exposed, his racial identity is also likely to be exposed.

At that time, Lingting intervened...

"Exposed?" Zhang Rongfang's heart skipped a beat.

This day comes sooner or later, but it will come eventually...

When he killed Princess Yongxiang and from the moment he came into contact with the rebel cult, he knew that sooner or later he would be exposed.

I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"Do you know where the Golden Wing Tower Erythora branch is?" He closed his eyes and said.

"I know!" Zhang Zhenhai trembled, as if he had guessed what he wanted to do.

"Master, you...!?"

"Don't be afraid..." Zhang Rongfang lowered his voice. "I am a Taoist disciple. Without substantial evidence, they dare not do anything."

"The evidence is nothing more than human evidence and physical evidence."
To be continued...