I Can Extract Divine Power

Chapter 367 - 156: Opening of the Netherworld (3)

Shen Bai used the Qi in his body to gradually sense his target.

A moment later, he located an abnormality resembling a single strand of hair near the Third Prince’s heart.

The entity was minuscule, nothing more than a single strand of hair, and it radiated an icy presence.

The strand of hair was already wrapped around the Third Prince’s heart, and its chilling presence had slowed the organ’s beat to a crawl.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Shen Bai raised his hand and pointed.

The next moment, a powerful Suction Power manifested, tearing past all obstructions to lock onto the hair-like entity with unerring precision.

The hair-like entity, which had been radiating a chilling presence, shrieked within the terrifying Suction Power, its aura turning even icier in an instant.

But Shen Bai was relentless, further increasing the Suction Power of his Life and Death Storage Skill.

In just a moment, the strand of hair detached from the Third Prince’s heart and was absorbed by Shen Bai into a rift.

Shen Bai lifted his finger. The Third Prince’s wrist was already back to normal, with only a faint scar remaining.

"Excellent. We’ve weathered the storm," Feng Zheng sighed, a wave of relief washing over him.

His back was soaked with sweat.

A moment ago, the slightest misstep would have meant his death. Fortunately, Shen Bai had pulled through.

Shen Bai opened the rift. The hair-like entity immediately shot out, only to be obliterated by a casual punch from Shen Bai.

A wisp of Evil Qi emerged and was absorbed into Shen Bai’s body. Combined with his previous reserves, Shen Bai now had seventeen wisps of Evil Qi.

The Third Prince, who was standing before them, recovered the moment the entity vanished. The light returned to his dazed eyes, but he looked utterly exhausted, as if he had just run ten kilometers.

"Thank you for your help, Brother Shen," the Third Prince said, taking a deep breath.

As he spoke, before he could say more, Shen Bai sensed something was amiss and sharply turned his head toward the mirror floating in mid-air.

This action immediately caught everyone’s attention.

Feng Zheng reacted just as quickly, his head snapping toward the mirror in the sky the instant Shen Bai moved.

"Damn it, we forgot to keep watch!"

Their main tasks for this trip were to ensure the internal assessment proceeded smoothly and to expose the mole, which was why they had Shen Bai observing alongside them.

If the mole made a move, they would be able to see it clearly through this mirror-like object.

But the Third Prince’s sudden crisis had drawn everyone’s attention. They had all gathered around to check on his condition, including the members of the Daoist and Buddhist Sects.

No one was watching the mirror in mid-air anymore.

By now, the competition had already started, and several matches had even been fought.

Feng Zheng and the others had no idea if the mole had already made a move.

Shen Bai narrowed his eyes. "It’s fine. We’ll deal with whatever comes our way. Wang Tianxing’s feint was brilliant."

In the novels Shen Bai had read in his past life, the villains were all brainless fools. But this time, in Wang Tianxing, he felt he had met a truly formidable schemer.

Today’s whole affair was a classic feint.

Given the Third Prince’s status, if anything had happened to him during the assessment, everyone present would have been implicated.

That was precisely why Wang Tianxing had targeted the Third Prince first.

Panic clouds judgment. In that moment of crisis, everyone’s attention was drawn to the Third Prince, so naturally, no one was watching the matches.

Shen Bai rubbed his chin.

To be honest, Wang Tianxing was definitely the cleverest enemy he had ever encountered.

’He’s played this gambit to perfection, using every scheme at his disposal. He even used this Death Night as a pawn, playing it for a complete fool.’

Feng Zheng’s expression turned grim.

He knew that Wang Tianxing had undoubtedly made a move while they were busy dealing with the Death Night.

’There’s more than one mole.’

The thought surfaced in Feng Zheng’s mind.

"Let’s just watch for now," Shen Bai said. "We’ll see what happens."

For now, it was the only thing they could do: wait and see what happened next.

No one spoke further. They returned to the judges’ seats and resumed watching patiently.

...

Whenever one match ended, Feng Zheng would arrange the next.

Time passed. After everyone had completed the first round of matches, Feng Zheng began the second.

These one-on-one matches were designed to eliminate sixty percent of the contestants, leaving only forty percent to advance to the final stage.

But now, even well into the second round, nothing unusual had happened.

Feng Zheng even began to wonder if their opponent hadn’t had the chance to act yet.

But he knew that suspicion was likely wrong.

Shen Bai was also watching.

He didn’t miss a single detail, but all the participants seemed to be acting normally.

The matches continued, but contrary to everyone’s expectations, they proceeded without any incident.

Until the final rankings were decided, not the slightest sign of chaos had emerged.

Shen Bai’s brow furrowed. He thought to himself, ’This isn’t like Wang Tianxing at all. For things to be this quiet... it means he must have an even bigger disaster in store.’

The greater the storm, the greater the calm that precedes it.

Before a tempest, the sea is often placid, without a single ripple.

But after such tranquility comes a far more terrifying, monstrous tidal wave.

Shen Bai knew Wang Tianxing was definitely planning something big.

With a grave expression, Feng Zheng watched the Observatory candidates emerge from the trial grounds. He could only wave the other two judges over to help him watch the final rankings.