370: Chapter 371 Half-Step Law Space Assassination? I'll Tear Down the Ground!

The target lived in an apartment building on an old street.

A seventeen-year-old girl, yet to undergo Awakening, was no different from an ordinary person on the System panel.

But her Physique was the one-in-ten-thousand Extreme Yin Physique.

A perfect backup Container.

Abyssal Fang did not walk directly toward that apartment building, but instead stopped in the shadows across the street.

As a professional space-type assassin, he never fought a battle he wasn't prepared for.

Walking straight up to the door was the most foolish approach.

What he needed to do was open a miniature spatial rift here, extend it directly into the target's bedroom, and then drag the sleeping target into the spatial interlayer to take her away without a sound.

The entire process would not exceed three seconds.

There would be no screaming, no fighting, and not even the motion-sensor lights in the hallway would turn on.

Tomorrow morning, the girl's parents would only find that their daughter had mysteriously disappeared, then call the police, and eventually, it would become a cold case.

Abyssal Fang quite enjoyed this feeling of controlling everything.

He raised his hand, and formless energy began to gather at his fingertips, preparing to tear open the surface layer of reality.

Just then, his movements paused.

An extremely strange fluctuation came from deep underground.

It was very faint.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a half-step Law-level expert who dealt with spatial Laws year-round and was extremely sensitive to even the slightest spatial disturbance, it would have been impossible to detect.

The fluctuation didn't feel like Law energy; it felt more like a pure, unreasonable physical vibration moving from deep underground toward Tianhai City at a terrifying speed.

"Hmm?"

Abyssal Fang's brows furrowed.

What is this thing?

A ground-penetrating radar newly developed by the Federal Military? Or some kind of new seismic exploration equipment?

He sank his perception underground, attempting to analyze the source of that fluctuation.

The source of the fluctuation was at least thirty meters deep underground, blocked by thick rock layers, making the perceived information very blurry.

But one thing was certain.

That thing was very violent.

It was like a prehistoric beast locked in an iron cage; even though it was confined, the wind stirred up by its movement alone carried an aura of destruction.

A mocking arc curled at the corner of Abyssal Fang's mouth.

I don't care what you are.

Whether you are a toy of the military or a monster from underground.

Since you've crossed my path, consider yourself unlucky.

He changed his mind.

Capturing the Container could wait two minutes, but this unknown fluctuation that challenged his authority had to be erased first.

Abyssal Fang pointed his fingertips toward the ground.

This time, what he gathered was no longer the gentle energy used for kidnapping, but a sharp, murderous intent capable of cutting through alloy armor.

"Void Displacement."

He whispered.

A jet-black thin line, invisible to the naked eye and observable only at the Law level, shot from his fingertips, silently penetrating the asphalt road, the soil layer, and the hard rock.

Spatial Cutting.

This was one of his signature abilities.

It ignored any physical defense, cutting the target directly in the spatial dimension.

Let alone some military detector, even a Stealth warship hidden underground would be instantly sliced in two by this strike.

The jet-black thin line accurately hit the moving source of the fluctuation.

A mocking smile was already on Abyssal Fang's face as he prepared to enjoy the "fireworks" of energy spiraling out of control after that thing was cut open.

However.

The explosion he anticipated did not happen.

A dull, teeth-achingly loud sound traveled back from deep underground along the trajectory of the spatial cutting.

"Thud!"

The sound didn't resemble cutting metal; it was more like hacking with all one's might at a piece of unshakable Chaos alloy.

No, it was even more absurd than that.

It felt as if your blade had struck an entire world.

The smile on Abyssal Fang's face froze.

His spatial cutting had been blocked.

Not only was it blocked, but a terrifying force of counter-shock rushed back along the Law connection between him and the spatial blade.

"Pfft!"

Abyssal Fang groaned, feeling as if his Mental Energy had been struck hard by a ten-thousand-ton heavy hammer; his vision went dark, and he almost collapsed on the spot.

How is that possible!

...

Thirty meters underground.

Lin Qi was moving at high speed through the rock layers, carrying his severely deformed backpack.

Over two tons of Law-precipitated ore bricks made his backpack as heavy as a small mountain.

But he himself felt nothing.

With a Tongshen Realm Physical Body, let alone two tons, even twenty tons would be no different from carrying a schoolbag.

He was using his Dao Source to scan the surrounding strata to see if there were any "local specialties" near Tianhai City that he could pilfer.

Just then, a faint attack penetrated the strata and acted directly on the Protective Aura covering his body.

Lin Qi didn't even stop his pace.

His Dao Source didn't even take the initiative to defend.

The ancient martial Protective Aura, as the absolute insulation layer formed by the Dao Source covering his body, automatically reacted to this uninvited "little thing."

The spatial blade that attempted to cut his body collided with the Protective Aura and, in that instant, was like a toothpick hitting the frontal armor of a main battle tank.

It couldn't even leave a trace.

Then, the Protective Aura automatically counter-shocked.

A pure physical force was returned along the same path the spatial blade had come from.

Throughout the whole process, Lin Qi didn't even lift an eyelid.

To him, this was like being flicked by a small pebble while walking down the road—neither painful nor itchy.

But the next second, he stopped in his tracks.

"Spatial Law?"

Lin Qi's Martial Intent Insight captured the core operational logic of the attack the moment it dissipated.

He was not using Law to understand Law.

Instead, he was using his Tongshen Realm Physical Body and Dao Source to microscopically analyze the physical essence of this power.

In his perception, the so-called spatial rift was not some unfathomable thing at all.

It was just like a piece of paper that had been "folded" in a special way, allowing two originally unrelated points to touch each other.

And spatial cutting was simply using something sharper to slice across this folded "crease."

"So that's how it is."

Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Qi's mind instantly.

In his past life, he had also encountered similar enemies in the "martial arts era."

Those enemies called their abilities "shrinking the earth into inches" or "universe within the sleeve."

But in the eyes of a Martial Saint, all energy and Laws ultimately had to return to the most fundamental physical Laws.

As long as it was a physical Law, it could be analyzed, understood, and... rewritten.

Lin Qi's Dao Source moved slightly.

Martial Intent Insight: Spatial Rewriting.

In an instant, the world in his eyes changed.

The surrounding rock layers, soil, and even the entire space above his head turned into "building blocks" in his eyes that could be disassembled and assembled at will.

And the person who had just attacked him was like a clumsy craftsman who had glued two building blocks together, yet foolishly thought it was some amazing masterpiece.

Lin Qi's Dao Source followed the path of the counter-shock from earlier and instantly locked onto that person's location.

Across the street, in a shadow.

"Found you."

Lin Qi muttered to himself.

He did not choose to drill out from underground and give the opponent time to react.

He raised his foot and stomped hard against the "building block" above his head.

...

Abyssal Fang endured the intense mental pain, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

What on earth is that thing underground!

Why could it withstand his spatial cutting head-on?

Why was the counter-shock force so pure and so terrifying?

He had no time to think further; an unprecedented sense of lethal crisis enveloped him.

Must leave!

Just as he prepared to tear open space and escape, before he could even utter his mocking words.

The ground beneath his feet suddenly changed.

It was not an earthquake.

Nor was it a collapse.

Instead, the asphalt road beneath his feet, along with the ground, air, streetlights, and all matter within a ten-meter radius, became like a shattered mirror.

"Crack!"

Countless jet-black cracks appeared out of thin air, centered on him, and spread in all directions.

Those were not spatial rifts.

That was space itself being forcibly "torn apart" at the physical structure level by a more fundamental, more brutal force!

The color instantly drained from Abyssal Fang's face.

"No..."

His mocking words stuck in his throat, turning into a syllable of despair.

The next second.

"Boom!"

Everything within a ten-meter radius beneath his feet exploded and shattered!

The asphalt road surface, soil, pipes, and even space itself turned into billions of fragments flashing with chaotic light, swirling up into the sky.

Amidst the space fragments flying all over the sky.

A figure, carrying a severely deformed black backpack, walked slowly out of the blasted hole.

His body was still covered in some soil and dust.

Lin Qi steadied himself, casually brushed the dust off his body, and then looked up, staring at the figure not far away who was already terrified out of their wits with the gaze of someone looking at a dead man.

He shook the heavy backpack on his shoulders, the ore bricks inside making a dull clattering sound.

Lin Qi looked at Abyssal Fang and spoke expressionlessly.

"You're trying to ambush me with these broken glass shards?"