Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Humanoid Nuclear Bomb Qiu Qianqiu _1
Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Humanoid Nuclear Bomb Qiu Qianqiu _1
“‘Xue Wuya?’ The old man stroked his long beard, pondering, ‘Does that an that these two cases can actually be combined into one?’
At this point, Lei Yun interjected and asked, ‘So where are they hiding?’
He still found it hard to believe that Jiang Hanyun, accompanied by a bunch of misfits from Mingyou City, could actually locate the whereabouts of those criminals, and even track down the widely wanted Xue Wuya, who was hunted by their Liudao Division.
Jiang Hanyun didn’t show the sa respect to this man as she did to the Fumo Zongguan. She raised the corner of her lips and asked in a coquettishly and sharp tone, ‘Oh, isn’t this Xiaowei Lei, the man obsessed with his brother’s wife? I heard earlier that your Huoya City had already identified the culprits of the bloody sacrifice on Jiangjun Mountain, and planned to apprehend them today. How did that turn out?’
Lei Yun’s face soured, clearly not wanting to respond. His subordinate, Leng Shuangyun, replied flatly behind him, ‘We arrested the wrong people. Those people from the Ghost Hand Sect entered Nanjing City. They were indeed planning sothing big related to their sect, but it had nothing to do with the case of Jiangjun Mountain.’
This one unscrupulously exposed his superior, ‘Interestingly, our dear Xiaowei Lei was so confident earlier, even saying that if you really made any breakthroughs, he would swallow the stone lion at the entrance of Zhuque Hall in one bite.’
The color drained from Lei Yun’s face, and he glared at his subordinate, ‘One of these days, I’ll replace you!’
‘Swallowing a stone lion in one bite, I heard about that,’ The old man chuckled lightly and then resud a serious expression, ‘We’re not here to discuss that. Hanyun, where exactly are they?’
‘In the Dark River in the south of the city!’ Jiang Hanyun’s eyes glead, ‘About four hundred and thirty people, more than half of them are children. I have not yet grasped the specifics. I was afraid of startling them, so I instructed my Spirit Fox not to approach.’
The old man was taken aback, then fell into deep thought, ‘We in the Liudao Division had searched there before, but found nothing. I rember it was overseen by the Shenxiang Departnt, correct?’ He then brushed the issue aside, ‘Being careful not to approach is the right call. These people have killed to cover their tracks several tis already, demonstrating their high degree of vigilance and viciousness. However, the presence of so many children makes this operation even more delicate.’
‘But we’re understaffed right now,’ Jiang Hanyun reminded, ‘I’ve sparred with Xue Wuya before. His mana is actually slightly more powerful than mine. I suspect he has other accomplices, not to ntion the Evil Corpse that’s nearly at the Drought Level.’
Once a daughter of Emperor Huang turned into a Drought Demon, she left stretches of scorched earth in her wake. This was an Evil Corpse that had transitioned from Yin to Yang, reaching the heavenly level.
‘You needn’t worry about that.’
At this point, the old man suddenly turned his gaze to the outside of the hall, ‘He’s here!’
The newcor was a middle-aged man, wearing a bamboo hat and cloaked in a cape. He was also dressed in the unique Fumo Armor of the Liudao Division, but his armor was golden, shining with a golden luster.
‘Immortal Master Qiu Qianqiu greets the Zongguan!’ He was clearly a decisive man. After saluting the old man, he imdiately inquired about the case, ‘May I ask how the situation here is? I saw Zongguan’s ssage. Have we found the whereabouts of the evil cultivators?’
Upon hearing the na, Li Xuan recognized him as the boy who used to be his mother, Mrs. Liu’s childhood sweetheart.
The man in front of him was the forr deputy master of Baihu Hall, now the deputy master of Zhuque Hall, a 3rd-rank official ‘Immortal Master’ Qiu Qianqiu, who was rumored to be on the verge of reaching the heavenly level.
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At the Hour of Zi late into the night, Xue Wuya, who had just finished his ditation, suddenly felt restless for no apparent reason. His Primordial Spirit had countless thoughts whirring, and he found it hard to calm down.
As an experienced cultivator who had faced nurous trials and tribulations over the decades, Xue Wuya knew what was happening in less than a quarter of an hour.
‘Sincerity accomplishes foreknowledge’—a phrase from the Record of Rites. Those who reach the realm of sincerity can foresee the future trends of things.
Xue Wuya’s Primordial Spirit was far from reaching the realm of ‘sincerity’, but his current level of cultivation enables him to predict good and bad fortune to a certain extent.
Xue Wuya knew that his current ntal state was indicating sothing disadvantageous to him was happening beyond his perception.
So he only contemplated for a mont, then abruptly rose from his seat and exited his semi-closed cave dwelling.
‘Gather everyone. We’re leaving,’ he said.
The one guarding the entrance to this cave was Xue Xiaochi, a disciple of Xue Wuya. He looked at his master with an incredulous expression, “Is master concerned about Dushan Temple? Everyone there is already dead, and I heard everything was handled clean.”
“Just because there are no survivors doesn’t an they won’t trace it back here.”
At this point, Xue Wuya’s gaze shifted forward again.
— That was a small patch of flat land next to the Dark River, where more than fifty tents were set up. Outside of almost every tent, there was a cultivator in scarlet attire sitting cross-legged.
“Tell them to pack up and prepare to leave. As for those children—”
A sense of reluctance and heartache flickered in Xue Wuya’s eyes: “Throw them all into the river. I guess we won’t be able to take them with us.”
Xue Xiaochi did not discuss further. However, as soon as he rose and was about to walk towards the opposite side of the river, he heard a cold snort from five steps away, “You wake up now, but it’s too late!”
At this ti, a hard, domineering hand, wrapped in black light and covered in callouses, suddenly protruded from thin air, aiming at Xue Wuya’s torso.
Xue Wuya’s face changed drastically. He tried to dodge, but then realized he could not evade at all. That hand appeared in his Divine Consciousness like an expanding mountain, filling everything, and suppressing everything of him.
He could only step back half a foot hurriedly, then a blood-colored sword light stabbed out from his sleeve like a javelin, directly towards the palm of that hand.
However, the latter confronted the warfare with its flesh and didn’t even have the intention to evade. In an instant, a dark glow spread out, turning the surrounding stone layers into fine dust. The blood sword was blasted away with a whimper, and countless bloody threads were constantly spilling and spraying out from all around.
“Juemie Palm! You are Qiu Qianqiu—”
A large amount of blood spewed from Xue Wuya’s mouth, even mingled with pieces of internal organs. However, he managed to retreat a hundred feet to attempt to escape Qiu Qianqiu’s pursuit. Yet, the latter followed him like a shadow, never more than five steps away. His second strike was only inches from Xue Wuya.
Xue Wuya actually sneered at this mont, “Is the only one who ca today you?”
Xue Wuya at this point had retreated next to a golden coffin placed by the Dark River. As Xue Wuya let out a harsh scream, a raging roar ca from the golden coffin. The coffin lid was shaking violently, as if it would fly off at any mont.
But at this mont, an old man with white hair appeared above the golden coffin. He trod down lightly, suppressing the trembling golden coffin.
“Xue Wuya, your act of blood sacrificing nine hundred infants has infuriated both humans and gods!”
The old man’s face was cold, and countless threads stretched out from his fingertips and wound behind Xue Wuya. The latter’s face instantly turned as white as paper, his eyes filled with despair.
And now, Qiu Qianqiu’s palm had already pressed on his chest.
“Boom!”
At the sa ti, Li Xuan, who was on standby outside this underground Dark River, was staring with horrified eyes at the mushroom cloud that rose in front of him.
And in the next instant, a turbulent shock-wave swept over.
Li Xuan and Zhang Yue were okay, able to stand still. However, Yue Qianqian and Peng Fulai, who were standing next to them, slid back several feet before barely stabilizing themselves.
“Is this the clash between Qiu Qianqiu and Xue Wuya?” Peng Fulai’s face was filled with shock, “This is rely the aftermath of their confrontation. Isn’t this too outrageous? Could all the children in the Dark River be dead?”
“No!” Zhang Yue shook his head, his face full of admiration, “This is the remarkable part about that person. He must have directed their forces towards the upper part of the earth layer to ensure the safety of the children in the Dark River.”
Li Xuan swallowed his saliva, suppressing the surprise.
He thought, this power may even surpass the power released by the U.S. military’s 300-ton TNT equivalent B61-12 tactical nuclear bomb in his past world.
The Combat Power of this world was truly outrageous. The legend of his ancestor Li Lexing freezing three hundred miles of Huai River with a single sword slash was indeed not a re tale.
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