Chapter 218: Mad God

Qi Xia stepped forward, raising the dagger in his right hand.

Xuanwu glanced at Qi Xia coldly, then raised her own right hand. She gently clenched it, and an object appeared in her hand.

It was a finger.

Qi Xia was momentarily stunned, feeling a chill in his left hand.

He looked down and saw that his left index finger had been severed.

Intense pain radiated from it, but no blood was spurting out.

He slowly lifted his left hand to examine it, finding that his finger had been cleanly cut off by something. The cut was precise, but the blood inside seemed contained, not a single drop flowing out.

"Strange power..."

Qi Xia sneered,

"This is absurd. Are you people really 'gods'?"

"Audacious."

Xuanwu clenched her hand again, and another finger was in her grasp.

Qi Xia felt that this person didn't need to touch him at all; she could break his fingers one by one from a distance. This feeling was excruciating.

"Damn..."

Qi Xia's left hand trembled slightly. Although not a drop of blood flowed, he felt agonizing pain.

"Is this what you call 'enjoying the slaughter'?"

Upon hearing this, Xuanwu threw the two fingers in her hand on the ground like trash, then brushed aside the hair covering her face.

Qi Xia realized that this woman was actually smiling.

"Aren't you afraid?"

she asked.

"Afraid?"

Qi Xia laughed,

"I'm about to kill you right now. Do you think I'm afraid?"

"Kill me...? You say kill me?!"

Xuanwu nodded, her hair swaying with the movement of her head,

"Good, that's wonderful. Come kill me, hurry and kill me..."

Qi Xia gritted his teeth, took a few steps forward, and directly plunged the dagger into Xuanwu's chest.

But the sensation of the stab felt unreal.

He felt as if he had buried the knife in a sandbag.

"Am I dead?"

Xuanwu asked.

Qi Xia hardened himself and twisted the dagger viciously.

He had died from this kind of attack before, so even if he couldn't defeat Xuanwu, he had to make her suffer as much as possible.

But just as before, the feeling of this stab was too strange.

Xuanwu didn't seem like a human; more like a plant.

Her body was easily pierced, and it seemed hollow inside.

"Am I dead now?"

Xuanwu paused, asking in confusion.

Qi Xia felt a chill run down his back from her question, and in the distance, Li Xiangling was trembling.

This woman was too bizarre.

Qi Xia knew this might be his only chance, so he had to try every possible method.

He pulled out the knife and aimed at Xuanwu's neck, stabbing again.

The feeling was the same: illusory and insubstantial.

"Oh?"

Xuanwu was stunned,

"Will this kill me?"

Qi Xia swallowed, slowly pulling out the dagger, and saw a clear knife wound on the woman's neck, but not a drop of blood.

"Why haven't I died?"

Xuanwu asked.

"I..."

Qi Xia felt like he was going crazy,

"Yes... why haven't you died?"

"Ah?!"

Xuanwu suddenly showed an extremely exaggerated expression of disappointment,

"You can't kill me?!"

Qi Xia was completely at a loss.

This person had a knife stuck in her neck and was still standing there as if nothing had happened. What on earth was she?

"Is there no other way...?"

Xuanwu shouted in despair,

"Think of something quickly!!"

"I... I..."

For the first time in Zhongyan Zhidi, Qi Xia felt fear.

"What about stabbing my 'eye'?"

Xuanwu asked.

"Eye...?"

Qi Xia was stunned.

"Yes! Yes!"

Xuanwu nodded, then raised her right hand,

"It's this thing!"

As soon as she finished speaking, an eyeball appeared in her hand.

The eyeball was still moving left and right, as if it hadn't expected to be there.

At that moment, Qi Xia's left eye could only see darkness.

"Ah!!!"

Qi Xia painfully covered his eye, the intense pain almost making him lose consciousness,

"You madwoman..."

His hairs stood on end; this feeling was terrifying.

"Oh! Sorry!"

Xuanwu quickly threw the eyeball on the ground, frightened,

"I went a bit too far, but you can't die yet; you have to kill me!!"

Qi Xia lifted his head, staring with his empty left eye, and fiercely plunged the dagger into the other's eye.

This time, it worked.

Xuanwu actually let out a wail.

She felt the pain.

Qi Xia didn't hold back; he pulled out the dagger and stabbed at the same spot again.

But strangely, there was no wail this time.

Xuanwu lifted her head in disappointment, the dagger still in her eye, looking terrifying.

"Strange..."

Xuanwu blinked, and as her eyelid passed over the dagger, it split in two.

Li Xiangling fearfully covered her eyes; this was too scary.

"I thought it would hurt a lot, but it didn't."

Xuanwu said blankly,

"Doesn't the eye work either?"

Qi Xia gritted his teeth and pulled out the dagger. Now, Xuanwu's eyeball had two dark knife wounds, but she was still unaffected.

She was like a fake mannequin in a store.

"What about... my 'stomach'?"

She muttered, and a bright red object suddenly appeared in her hand.

Qi Xia vomited a mouthful of acidic water at that moment.

He knew his own stomach was gone.

But Xuanwu's method of killing was very unique; no matter what wound was inflicted, not a drop of blood flowed.

Even if the wound was inside the body.

Qi Xia knelt on the ground, feeling his life entering a countdown.

"Hey!!"

Qiao Ji Jin shouted from outside the door,

"Deceiver, are you in there?! Open the door quickly!!"

Qi Xia knew he couldn't open the door no matter what, or else Qiao Ji Jin would also be slaughtered by this woman.

"What about... 'lung'?"

Xuanwu threw the stomach on the ground and grasped a piece of lung tissue.

"Monster..."

Qi Xia found it extremely hard to breathe,

"You monster..."

Xuanwu slowly showed a disappointed expression. She squatted down, extending a pale arm from her long hair to grab Qi Xia's hair:

"Tell me... how can I die?"

"Cough..."

Qi Xia coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

He looked up to say something but suddenly noticed Li Xiangling standing behind Xuanwu, holding a chair.

"No!! Don't!!"

Qi Xia roared, startling Li Xiangling.

"Qi... Qi Ge..."

Li Xiangling looked at him in terror,

"What are you doing?"

"Don't go to your death..."

Qi Xia said painfully,

"Just watch from there. She won't attack you..."

"But..."

Li Xiangling slowly shed tears,

"Qi Ge, we're going to die tonight anyway..."

"Then we can't be slaughtered by this monster..."

Qi Xia stood up again, took the dagger, and stabbed at Xuanwu.

This time, he had lost all hope; he just slashed wildly, leaving countless cuts on Xuanwu's body.