Facing this phantom, Black Death Lolita couldn't even summon the will to resist.
But in Lyu Xiaofeng's eyes at this moment, he was already a god. Who did this guy think he was?
Regardless of who or what it was, he would strike first!
Hum.
Without the phantom even making a move, the mutated spine on Lyu Xiaofeng's back simply fell off.
“Vulgar, hideous, filthy.”
The phantom's expression was blurred, yet everyone present could sense his utter disdain and loathing.
That brief moment of distraction was all Black Death Lolita needed to grasp her transcendent item.
Swoosh!
Her figure vanished into thin air. Seeing this, the phantom's expression grew even more impatient.
“Ugly thing. Useless for success, but more than enough for failure.”
Having said that, the phantom gripped the beam of white light that had previously transfixed Black Death Lolita. He wound up and hurled it with sudden, violent force!
Swoosh!
The moment the white light vanished, the phantom disappeared as well.
Behind them, white lines appeared all over Lyu Xiaofeng's body. A moment later, he split into chunks of rotten meat along those lines.
Bouts of white fire burned fiercely upon the remains.
“Wooo...”
Lyu Xiaofeng seemed to want to say something, but he could no longer produce a coherent sound.
Hum—
The sacrifice incantation on his forehead glowed. Just before his head could shatter, it was teleported away.
“Hmm?”
Xia Yitiao, who had just landed, frowned. Jade Dog flew over as well, looking at the pile of burning meat.
“Only a head is left. He shouldn't be able to survive that, right?”
Xia Yitiao shrugged.
“Who knows? It's not like we're the ones who let them go, so what are you afraid of?”
Jade Dog gave him a speechless look. On the other side, Red Fox retrieved Jade Dog's severed arm.
The black hair that had been wrapped around it was now lifeless, drooping limply.
“It seems he's dead.”
Da Di flew over as well. After greeting Xia Yitiao, he looked at the severed arm.
“Hurry to the hospital. Look for Director Huang and mention my name. His medical skills are incredible. He'll make sure it's just like it was before it was cut off. The materials might be a bit expensive, though.”
Jade Dog used his divinity to strip all the black hair from the arm before speaking.
“No need. Matters here have concluded; it's time for us to return to Central City.”
Hearing this, Da Di spread his hands.
“Suit yourself. Either way, reattaching a limb is always better done sooner than later.”
Xia Yitiao was somewhat surprised.
“It's over? Weren't you here to investigate the masked man?”
“Oh? Does Bureau Chief Xia have information on him?”
“Not exactly information, just a bit of an analysis.”
Xia Yitiao recounted the analysis he and Principal Han had discussed. Red Fox and Jade Dog's expressions grew serious.
“It seems he truly possesses the ability to influence sealed objects. We must report this.”
Jade Dog looked at his severed arm again.
“However, my strength has been compromised. Someone else will need to take over the follow-up investigation.”
He turned to Red Fox, who shook her head.
“Leave it to the others. The Idealist Society knows you're injured; who knows if they'll set an ambush on the way? I'm accompanying you back to Central City.”
“Fine.”
Jade Dog agreed. Meanwhile, Da Di walked over to Captain Zhou and smiled.
“You've got some grit, surviving a Demigod free-for-all.”
Captain Zhou gave a bitter smile, then bowed deeply and seriously to Da Di.
“Thank you for saving my life earlier. If you ever have need of me, Zhou Chen will not hesitate even if it means ten thousand deaths!”
Da Di waved it off with a smile, not taking the matter to heart.
But as he chatted with Zhou Chen and learned of his pathway, he realized just how much weight those words carried.
If someone from another pathway said they wouldn't hesitate to die ten thousand times, it was likely just a polite formality, an adjective, or a metaphor.
But when someone from the Martial Artist system said it, they meant it literally!
Even if the task you asked of them was almost certain death, they would go. That was the weight of a Martial Artist's promise.
Realizing this, Da Di gave a very serious introduction.
“My name is Wu Da Di, son of Wu Ji, the City Lord of Huangshan City. My friends call me Da Di; you can call me that as well.”
The two smiled at each other.
“Da Di!”
“Zhou Chen!”
...
“Huangshan City! Security Bureau Chief! City Lord!”
“Hehehe... once I've recovered from my injuries, not one of you will escape!”
Outside Huangshan City, Black Death Lolita was hiding inside a cargo truck, her aura suppressed to the absolute limit.
On the other end, a middle-aged, balding driver was behind the wheel. Hearing her words, he couldn't help but say, “Keep it down. The City Lord of this city is a Sequence 4. We haven't left his range of influence yet.”
Black Death Lolita clenched her fists so hard her nails dug into her palms.
“That damned evil god broke his word! I completed my side of the deal, yet he didn't give me the power!”
The middle-aged driver continued driving.
“Don't you understand by now? Promoting to Sequence 4 isn't something a single evil god can—”
Before he could finish, his expression changed drastically, and he wrenched the steering wheel violently to the right.
“What's wrong?”
“Run!”
After shouting that, the middle-aged driver's face filled with sheer terror.
Inside the truck, Black Death Lolita understood instantly. Her boss was running away again.
“Returning from the north, my blade washed in blood; the high heavens remain unmoved in the bright day.”
A resonant voice rang out. Only then did Black Death Lolita understand why her boss was running—that phantom had caught up to them!
But it didn't make sense!
She had suppressed her aura to the limit, appearing like an ordinary person. And her boss was controlling an avatar, which should be indistinguishable from a normal human!
How were two 'ordinary people' found?
Unfortunately, now was not the time for questions.
Just as she planned to use a transcendent item to escape again, the driver's expression shifted, and he roared, “Are you not afraid I'll fight you to the bitter end?”
Hearing her boss's voice again didn't give Black Death Lolita a sense of security; instead, it filled her with even greater dread.
She knew her boss's personality all too well.
Faced with danger, he would never come back.
The fact that he was back now could only mean one thing: he couldn't get away!
A Marquis of Theft, from the pathway most adept at escaping, couldn't get away!
And the opponent wasn't even there in person. Was Sequence 4 truly this terrifying?
...
In a private residence.
Yin Yang looked at the head in his hand, his expression solemn.
“The energy residue on this is very strong.”
He tossed the head backward. The lantern-carrying ghost caught it and placed it inside the book box, isolating all aura.
Yin Yang couldn't deal with it in a short amount of time because this power didn't belong to him, and he couldn't sacrifice it either. He could only store it in the box for now and wait until he left Huangshan City to purge it.
“With this, the Lyu family is mostly dead.”
“All that's left is some cleanup.”
Large clans like that often had branches.
With the main house gone, their lives likely wouldn't be very pleasant.
As a kind-hearted person, Yin Yang naturally couldn't bear to see that. He would surely have to help the whole family reunite.
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