All Chapters of The Art of the Invisible Strike: Chapter 61
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Chapter 61
Han Feng did not answer. He was already leaping. He jumped from the terrace of the barracks to the roof of the Outer Sect kitchen. The kitchen was an old building made of wood and dry straw.BOOM! When his heavy silver feet hit the roof, the wood shattered into splinters. But before he could fall through, the stone pillar under the kitchen rose up, supporting his weight.He looked at the Sect Leader, who was floating in the air above the garden. "Try this," Han Feng said. He swung his arm in a big circle.In the medicinal gardens below, the ancient pine trees began to shake. Their needles shivered, and their branches bent. Suddenly, the giant roots of the trees broke through the dirt like big, wooden snakes. They shot into the air, reaching for the Sect Leader’s ankles.At the same time, Han Feng threw his left fist forward.The air in front of his hand compressed, creating a wave of sharp, grey stone shards that flew out of the broken roof, following the roots like a swarm of angry
Last Updated : 2026-06-17
Chapter 62
The black fire from the Exordium ship was very close. It came down from the grey sky like a giant, falling wall of dark ink. It did not smell like a normal fire. It did not smell like dry wood burning. It smelled like burning hair, wet rust, and the cold metal of a grave. But the black fire did not hit the dirt. It hit the song.In the Great Training Square, the fifty outer disciples were still humming. Su Yan was standing by the broken stone wall, her throat dry, her lips bleeding, but she did not stop. She held her hands flat against the rock.Hmmmmmm... hmmmmmm... hmmmmmm... The hundred voices had turned into a solid shield. It was a shield of gold-grey light that hung thirty feet above their heads. When the black fire hit the shield, there was a loud, wet rushing sound, like water hitting a hot iron pan.Sssssssssss! The sky was split. The black fire ran down the sides of the gold-grey shield, falling into the deep ravines around the square, turning the ancient pine trees into b
Last Updated : 2026-06-18
Chapter 63
The Sect Leader stood back three feet. He pulled his hand away. His palm was no longer black; it was pale and clean again. He looked at Han Feng with a quiet, satisfied look."A good body, Han Feng," the Sect Leader said. "But the sky always wins. The Void Palm has turned your inside parts to ash. In thirty seconds, your silver blood will stop moving. You will be a cold statue of obsidian, and I will take the core."He turned his head to look at the children "Now," the Sect Leader said. "Let us stop the song."But Han Feng was still alive. His mind was in a dark place. He was standing in a void of his own, surrounded by grey shadows. He could hear his father’s voice. He could hear the wind.“Do not let go, Feng,” the voice said.Han Feng’s will did not break. He was the boy from the pit. He had survived the culling of his family. He had survived the Void-Rot. He would not let this sky-god have the mountain.He reached into his chest with his mind. He did not have Qi. But he had his "L
Last Updated : 2026-06-19
Chapter 64
"I am not a human body," Han Feng said. He took a step forward. Thud. His silver boot hit the ground, and a small crack appeared in the marble dust under his heel, running straight toward the Sect Leader."I am the Watchman," Han Feng said. "I am the mountain. You can shatter a man, Sect Leader. But you cannot shatter the earth."The Sect Leader backed away two steps. He looked at Han Feng’s silver-black knuckles. He looked at the choir of children who were still humming, their voices holding the black fire of the ship. He looked at the giant silver ship above, which was still shaking, its blue alchemical light flickering frantically under the pressure of the song.The Sect Leader realized the truth. He could not win this fight with simple techniques. He could not win by being fast. This boy was not just a cultivator. He was a living metamorphosis. He was a weapon that could rebuild itself in real-time."You..." the Sect Leader growled, his face twisted in a mask of manic fury. "You
Last Updated : 2026-06-20