Chapter 30: There’s a Dead Body—!
The operator paused, then asked hesitantly, "Little one, are you sure you dialed the right number?"
"I didn't!" Nan Yuanman looked around, spotting a utility pole standing nearby. As Brother Niu climbed out of the car, clutching his head and storming toward her, she spoke rapidly: "Their deal is happening in the alley right next to the S-03-10kv utility pole! They've spotted me—please, you have to come quickly!"
Yi Xuan nodded slightly to show he understood. Gu Xingyuan seemed to sense their exchange, turning his head to wink at Yi Xuan, which only left him more bewildered. As they spoke, the remaining cultivators descended to the bottom of the cave one after another, totaling eight immortals and eight demons.
When Zimo landed, he looked back, then pivoted, preparing to bolt. At that moment, his entire body was coiled, a picture of dynamic, explosive movement.
Just as Yang Aotian focused his energy on countering the fine needles, Yang Bian unleashed his most powerful Dual Light Martial state. A golden halo shimmered with red light, and a crimson scythe entwined with golden radiance; the two glowed in brilliant, mutual splendor.
As for toppling He Shutuh, Zhao Qinglong dared not even imagine it. In the eight districts and three counties of Heyang City, anyone involved in the underworld had to obey He Shutuh’s commands. Moreover, this man had countless experts under his thumb and held deep connections with the authorities.
Su Yang immediately spilled everything, naturally keeping back only what needed to be hidden; he believed there were some things even the Emperor Wei could not uncover.
Across the churning sea, with the old man as the center, a magnificent splash dozens of meters high erupted in an instant.
Yang Bian was struck by the spiked club and spat blood, hunching over on the ground. The sun, which had been radiating murderous intent in his palm, flickered and died.
"Ugh!" After launching the charge, Feizhu felt as though she had collided with something incredibly hard, and her senses were immediately swallowed by a vast, blinding white light.
The attacker was Zhao Qinglong. He had mobilized every man he could command; unless someone as fierce as Cao Peng stepped in, even a master-level expert would be reduced to nothing but rubble.
Wary that Su Sha might still be hiding a trump card, Qian Lingjing intended to force the battlefield down to the ground. His earth-element magic was, naturally, at its most potent when used on solid earth.
Processing Plant No. 17 had been destroyed. Just like No. 30, all the narcotics were incinerated, the equipment blown to bits, and not a single person—staff or guard—was left alive.
After firing, he turned and sprinted away. By the time he reached the shelter of the sandbags, the boss had already charged into position near the gas canisters.
Chen Kai performed the proper salutations, and Du Yonghe’s expression softened slightly. The subsequent exchange—the invitation to rise and the offer of a seat—flowed seamlessly. Feeling he had sufficiently honored the generous gift, Du Yonghe asked Chen Kai the purpose of his visit.
Catching up to Kuang Lu, who was nearing the city gates, he stated plainly that Chen Kai had a return gift for him and requested he step aside. Suddenly, he shifted, delivering a swift hand-strike to the middle-aged man’s neck. The latter’s body went limp, collapsing directly into Lin Dezhong’s arms.
He had actually been sent flying by his own ability, compounded by the force of his light-speed kick; his face was almost completely distorted.
The Saint of the Yellow Springs’ eyes lit up. If anyone else had said this, he certainly wouldn't have believed them, but since it was Daoist Kong... and given that Daoist Kong had arrived at the Fengdu Ghost City alongside Murong Kunpeng, perhaps he knew something?
Chen Kai was in high spirits, nostalgic for the past, and since refusing was not Wang Jiang’s habit, he simply began chatting with Chen Kai about the anecdotes of the anti-Qing resistance in Eastern Zhejiang, especially their days fighting in the Dalan Mountains.
Iron Man, Thor, and the Hulk attacked him one after another, only to be mercilessly suppressed by Thanos’s terrifying army.
Shen Ci laughed. "Your reaction is so strong, it only confirms my suspicion! You aren't practicing the orthodox techniques of the Black Demon Palace at all. By rights, you shouldn't have such a visceral reaction to this bracelet."