As the young man's words faded, the blood hole that had appeared in his right chest had already closed almost entirely, leaving nothing but a torn finger-width hole in his pale moon-white robe.
Seeing this, the hemp-robed elderly man and Lin Xunner both showed expressions of shock, and their faces became even more troubled than before.
When they had engaged with him earlier, they had not managed to injure him in the slightest before being subdued and captured.
Naturally they had had no idea the man possessed such a formidable healing ability.
With a self-restoration this powerful, who could possibly kill him?
Both the hemp-robed elderly man and Lin Xunner felt a sinking sensation, and looked up toward Li Musheng on the roof.
Li Musheng had already acted just now, and the finger technique he had used was extraordinarily fearsome. The Hundred Refinements Peak Master Zheng Yunfeng had clearly been killed by it.
Yet even that had not killed the young man. This left both of them with a helpless feeling they could not shake.
They wanted to warn Li Musheng to leave quickly, but forgot that their own acupoints had been sealed by the young man long ago and they could not say a word.
At those words, the Falling God Peak grandmaster's head disciple was clearly caught off guard, though he quickly regained his composure.
He looked up at Li Musheng with narrowed eyes and said, "The gentleman has quite broad knowledge, to know of those of divine nature."
Li Musheng glanced at him, "If broad knowledge is your standard, your judgment is genuinely poor."
He had spent fifteen years in secluded cultivation, and had barely been out of Shun'an City for any length of time. Where would broad knowledge have come from?
He had only encountered a group of those of divine nature at the Sheng Province Tianjin Guards branch house more or less by accident, and that was how he had learned about it.
Still, Li Musheng did find those of divine nature genuinely interesting. The abilities and forces they commanded were clearly entirely different from the martial path.
Though it was not the same force as the Qilin Blood or the Azure Dragon True Qi, there was some resemblance, and for someone who was pursuing transcendence through the martial path, that held some research value.
"What innate divine gift do you possess?"
Li Musheng asked, studying the young man below.
The young man chose not to answer, and instead said on his own, "The gentleman has no need to know. But I can tell you that I am indeed one of those of divine nature, and I also simultaneously cultivate the martial path. Someone like me is also called a Dual Cultivation of Divine and Martial."
"Dual Cultivation of Divine and Martial?"
Li Musheng narrowed his eyes, then raised an eyebrow, saying, "I think you are simply being too flashy about it."
With that, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed downward.
The Falling God Peak grandmaster's head disciple, who had been maintaining his aura lock on Li Musheng at all times, saw this and let the corner of his mouth curve slightly, saying, "The gentleman need not waste the effort. You cannot harm me."
But the moment those words left his mouth, he found his entire body was flying upward toward the roof of the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion.
His expression changed sharply at once, and he immediately moved to circulate his martial Dao True Qi to break free of the restraint, only to discover that the space around him was as though frozen into solid iron. There was nothing he could do to move it.
Realizing this, the young man immediately closed his eyes, and in an instant a strange power began to flow through his body.
This power seemed to have a particular quality, and began shifting the True Qi binding the young man into the empty space around him.
At first, the young man could feel the True Qi binding him loosen slightly.
But in the next instant, to his shock, the binding True Qi suddenly increased several times over with no warning. No matter how much of the binding force he redirected, it was nowhere near enough to match the apparently inexhaustible True Qi flowing in to replace it.
And at that moment, Li Musheng's voice reached his ear, "I see it now. Your ability is something like a transfer of force and damage. You can shift fatal injuries away from yourself, or redirect forces that would harm you elsewhere."
The expression on the Falling God Peak grandmaster's head disciple's face changed sharply, and at that moment he had already been seized and brought to the roof of the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion.
The young man hovered in the air, the surrounding heaven and earth locked down, his own body unable to move.
He looked at Li Musheng sitting on the ridgeline of the roof across from him, his expression shifting rapidly, and said in a low voice, "I admit that I underestimated the gentleman's martial cultivation. But even if you hold me, you still cannot take my life."
Hearing this, Li Musheng looked at the young man, and then suddenly laughed, saying, "A moment ago when you said you were confident I did not think much of it, but now I see that you are indeed a confident person. You have just let it go to your head."
And in the next instant, faint rune lights settled silently into the young man's body.
Li Musheng then continued, "You can transfer damage and force. I wonder whether you can also transfer the pain you suffer."
"And even if you can transfer pain, I wonder how much pain you can transfer at one time."
As those words fell, the Falling God Peak grandmaster's head disciple suddenly felt a torment like ten thousand ants gnawing through him surge over his entire being.
He immediately strained to activate his innate divine ability to redirect it.
Yet it had almost no effect. The pain came endlessly, flooding into every corner of his body, threatening to swallow his consciousness entirely.
In an instant, agonized screaming from the Falling God Peak grandmaster's head disciple erupted from above the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion. The harrowing sound sent cold creeping up the spines of the hemp-robed elderly man and Lin Xunner below.
After a while, the screaming young man finally went quiet. His entire body was held in place, his face ashen, his eyes blank and unfocused.
As one of the heaven's chosen of divine nature and a martial genius, someone whose constitution and gifts were one in ten thousand, when had he ever been subjected to such torment and agony? When had he ever suffered such a setback?
This was also the first time in his life he had ever been in such a wretched state at someone else's hands.
"Going forward, I am going to ask you some questions, and I hope you will answer them honestly. Otherwise the pain from just now will continue without stopping."
Li Musheng looked at the young man and spoke.
Since the other party had been unwilling to answer his questions before, he would find another way to make the other party answer them willingly.
The Falling God Peak grandmaster's head disciple looked at Li Musheng. The confidence from before had already entirely vanished.
What he felt facing Li Musheng now was only fear, a genuine and heartfelt unwillingness to resist, and an absolute refusal to bear the Life and Death Talisman's torment again.
Before long, Li Musheng had drawn from the grandmaster's head disciple a considerable amount of information about those of divine nature.
What somewhat surprised him was that some of it even involved Falling God Peak's greatest hidden secret.
Li Musheng's expression became thoughtful, and he looked at the young man before him.
Throughout the questioning, in order to ensure the truth of what was said, Li Musheng had activated the Life and Death Talisman several more times. At that moment the young man looked to be on the very edge of collapse.