PM, Ningjing ti.
The carefully designed lighting transforms Ningjing Tower into a white tower exuding a sense of sanctity.
The square where Ningjing Tower stands is surrounded by an amusent park and a shopping center.
So it’s bustling with people coming and going.
The observation deck located 150 ters up the tower is still gathering so visitors.
In another hour, the observation deck will close, so many people are hurriedly taking pictures.
At this mont.
A lovely young girl, hands on the railing, suddenly feels a tremor beneath her feet.
A faint "creak" cos from above, as if sothing has broken.
On instinct, she looks up.
With just one glance, she is stunned.
The tower’s spire flickers and then the lights go out.
The spire tilts at an angle, turning downward.
The direction of the falling spire directly targets the observation deck where she stands.
If this thing falls, she will undoubtedly be crushed into a pulp.
At this mont.
The girl is extrely terrified, her mind goes blank.
A full second passes.
She finally reacts.
The girl instinctively opens her mouth, unleashing an indiscriminate sonic attack on the surrounding people.
"Ah~"
The shriek is piercing.
Those standing close feel their eardrums hum and even their brains feel a bit dizzy.
"Boom! Boom!"
Several loud thuds follow.
The spire completely breaks off, crashing down.
The entire square hears the monuntal thud.
The crowd erupts.
So shout warnings, so flee in panic, while others stand dumbfounded.
Atop Ningjing Tower.
Yang Fan smiles satisfied: "This should be loud enough."
The spire’s fall was, of course, his doing.
The thod was simple—use the Vajra Superpower.
When he activated this middle grade superpower, he could write on rocks with his fingers; dismantling the spire was no challenge.
Once the superpower was activated, the steel was no stronger than clay in his hands.
He broke so bolts with his hands, dismantled a few steel segnts, and slipped them into the Space Pearl, easily done.
Yang Fan watched as the spire plumted downward, then leapt off.
At the sa ti.
He moved his left hand, holding the Space Pearl.
On the observation deck below.
"Ah~"
The girl still emits a non-discriminative attack.
"Run!"
She hears a voice urging her, feeling a tap on her shoulder.
The girl then snaps out of it, rushing anxiously towards the platform’s exit.
But she is too scared; her limbs feel weak, and she can barely run fast.
The girl, terrified to death, glances up again.
She is imdiately dumbstruck.
Only to see above, empty air.
The falling spire is inexplicably gone.
At the sa ti.
At a corner of Ningjing Bay.
The spire, weighing dozens of tons, appears out of thin air, dropping a hundred ters towards the sea beneath.
"Boom!"
The spire hits the sea, splashing with trendous waves.
A coastal square nearby is filled with citizens.
As the waves pour down, the citizens scatter in fright, chaos ensues.
Yang Fan observes the scene through the eyes of a Long eared Owl.
The strange relocation of the spire over the sea, of course, is due to the Space Pearl’s power.
He smiles slightly: "The following plot will surely exceed your imagination."
It is inconvenient for Yang Fan to use Mr. Ghost’s thods, like the Thunder Shock Seal, because it would cause trouble for Great Xia.
So he plans to try sothing fresh.
By the way.
Also to broaden the Ying Sang people’s horizons.
*
Ningjing City, the capital of the Ying Sang Kingdom, has a highly efficient and well-staffed police force.
The two incident sites, Ningjing Tower and the coastal square, soon saw several patrol cars arriving.
Ningjing Tower is a famous landmark, and the breaking of its spire is undoubtedly a significant event.
Not only did hundreds arrive here, but a high-ranking police official nad "Kato Taiji" personally ca to the scene.
The area was quickly cordoned off.
Civilians were all evacuated to a distance.
Half an hour passed.
A senior officer hurriedly approached Kato Taiji with a serious expression: "Director Kato, there’s a very important matter..."
He quickly reported the police station’s findings.
Kato Taiji widened his eyes: "Is it confird that the thing that fell into the sea is really the spire?"
The senior officer nodded heavily: "We sent officers who are good swimrs to check underwater, and it’s a hundred percent confird."
Kato Taiji gasped: "Ningjing Tower is at least twenty kiloters from there, how did the spire fall over there?"
The senior officer remained silent.
He found it incomprehensible and didn’t know how to explain it.
Kato Taiji looked uneasy: "This seems to be a paranormal event, beyond the police station’s capacity."
The high official hesitated and made a decision: "Report imdiately to the ’Emperor’s Blade’ from ’Yinyue Mountain,’ and ask them to send a superpower user to assist in the investigation."
The senior officer promptly replied: "Yes!"
The so-called "Yinyue Mountain" is none other than the most famous active volcano in the Ying Sang Kingdom, also seen as a sacred mountain by the Ying Sang people.
Emperor’s Blade, a departnt managing superpower users for the Ying Sang Kingdom, is located at the foot of Yinyue Mountain.
The term "Emperor" originates from the "Emperor’s Residence," where the Ying Sang Royal Family resides.
The na suggests a myriad of connections between Emperor’s Blade and the Ying Sang Royal Family.
Ti slipped by another twenty minutes.
Two dium-sized helicopters flew swiftly through the night sky, landing on the square.
A dozen or so individuals in black uniforms jumped out of the cabin.
These people were the superpower users of the Ying Sang Kingdom.
After a short conversation with the police, they understood the situation and began hastily inspecting the scene.
Two superpower users started climbing towards the tower’s top.
One seed to run like a beast, on all fours, along the tower’s surface.
The other jumped like a frog, leaping upward, each jump easily spanning over ten ters.
Within less than a minute.
The two superpower users reached the broken tower top.
They did a brief inspection and instantly their faces changed drastically.
"Judging by the marks on the steel surface, it seems broken by hand?"
"These dent marks perfectly align with three fingers, undoubtedly torn apart by hand."
"This is too incredible, right? Does our Emperor’s Blade have a superpower user who can tear steel with bare hands?"
"Emperor’s Blade doesn’t have one! Such powerful beings might not exceed three worldwide."
The two exchanged looks, each seeing a hint of fear in the other’s eyes.
If the opponent can tear steel by hand, would tearing apart a human be difficult?
Of course not!
The tall superpower user who had run like a beast sneered aloud: "We are only responsible for reconnaissance, no need to engage him in battle.
"Plus, he is just one person. Emperor’s Blade has so many superpower users, and there’s the military too. Once we find him, he’s dead for sure."
The other superpower user nodded: "That’s true! Our task is rely to find him."
Their dialogue clearly carried an undertone of cowardice.
At that mont.
The tall superpower user suddenly sniffed: "I seem to detect a strange scent."
The other superpower user paused, asking: "Where’s the source of the scent? Maybe it’s a trace left by him."
The tall superpower user closed his eyes, sniffing hard again: "I think I found it."
He pointed to another platform five ters below, excitedly saying: "The scent seems to be coming from there."
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