Chapter 252: Sweeping Clean
No one wanted to die, so no one dared to move.
After sweeping his gaze over the crowd, who didn’t dare to make the slightest motion, Zhang Yu leaned in and whispered to Bai Zhenzhen, “Some of Deng Bingding’s support has arrived. You go meet up with them first. Leave this to me.”
According to Deng Bingding, the support personnel would take six hours to form an effective fighting force, meaning reinforcements would be arriving continuously over that period.
And now, it was clear that some people useful to Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen had already arrived.
Bai Zhenzhen nodded at him. “Be careful, then.”
Without any pretense, Bai Zhenzhen jumped directly into the sewer they had originally planned to use for their escape.
The crowd watched with wide eyes as Bai Zhenzhen vanished from the scene, yet not a single person dared to make a move.
After letting Bai Zhenzhen leave first, Zhang Yu watched her disappear into the sewer and let out a small sigh of relief.
I hope the doctor Deng Bingding arranged can treat Zhen.
Then Zhang Yu turned around, his cold gaze falling upon the remaining people.
Fu Ji reminded him, “Bai Zhenzhen is temporarily safe. You have no more restraints now.”
“Kill everyone here.”
“If you let them go, they will certainly continue to hunt Bai Zhenzhen.”
Zhang Yu knew Fu Ji was right. On this kill-or-be-killed battlefield, there was no room for mercy.
In the next moment, Formless Cloud-Astral Qi surged forth, and a vast mist rose once again to blanket the area.
Zhang Yu’s voice drifted out from within the fog.
“Obstructing a Patrol Squad investigation and attacking Patrol Squad contractors is knowingly breaking the law, a crime deserving of a greater punishment.”
“Next up is legal killing time.”
“It’s your turn to run.”
The instant they heard these words, the fighting will of the crowd was completely extinguished. They all retreated explosively, trying to flee in every direction at their top speed.
But to Zhang Yu, this scattering retreat, leaving their backs exposed, was the best possible scenario. It would allow him to complete his work with greater composure and efficiency.
Zhou Yang was the closest person to Zhang Yu, and also the one who ran the fastest after hearing his words.
His feet pushed off the ground, and his entire body shot out like a toad, leaving a series of afterimages in his wake.
He had just leaped a few meters when he felt a terrifying suction force coming from within the vast mist.
It was the Formless Cloud-Astral Qi, carrying with it various forces that either entangled, vibrated, or deflected, pulling him back as if he were caught in a series of undersea whirlpools.
At the same time, an incomparably tall, giant black shadow emerged from the mist behind Zhou Yang, accompanied by the trumpeting cry of a dragon-elephant.
In that moment, Zhou Yang felt like a small fish wandering the seabed. As a colossal sea beast opened its maw to devour him, he was sucked helplessly toward that abyssal mouth.
Watching the black shadow in the dense fog draw ever closer, Zhou Yang cried out, “Wait! I…”
Boom!
A surging palm force struck, seeming to compress the very mist and air into a solid substance, and also forcing the words Zhou Yang had yet to speak back down his throat.
Facing this mortal crisis, a trace of despair flashed in Zhou Yang’s eyes. With a roar in his heart, he mustered all his strength for one final resistance, striking out with a palm that carried a surging, frozen energy toward the black shadow in the mist.
But when Zhou Yang’s palm struck, he felt as if he had hit nothing but air.
Immediately after, under the effect of Zhang Yu’s Imperishable Seal Art, the frozen energy surged back into Zhou Yang’s own body, instantly freezing him stiff.
Then, the Formless Cloud-Astral Qi charged in unopposed, and with a series of explosive pops, it ground his flesh and bones into a bloody pulp.
“First.”
Zhang Yu casually waved a hand, clearing away the bloody mist before him. With another flash, he was already chasing after another expert.
The sea of clouds formed by the Formless Cloud-Astral Qi roiled beneath his feet, making him feel as swift as a fish in water within this cloudy ocean.
In contrast, Chi He, Ye Mantian, and the others felt as if the pervasive mist was alive. It not only entangled and obstructed them from all directions but also absorbed their attacks and repelled their fist and palm forces.
Swoosh!
Amidst the churning clouds, Zhang Yu appeared before another Qi Refinement expert.
The man’s face was filled with terror. With a furious roar, he charged forward to grapple, executing a set of grappling techniques.
A cold sneer touched the corner of Zhang Yu’s mouth. The moment their hands met, he twisted the man’s center of gravity and slammed him brutally into the ground, creating a large crater with a thunderous boom.
Watching the man, his internal organs completely shattered, slowly spitting up bloody foam, Fu Ji reminded him, “He can cast surgery talismans remotely. Make sure it’s a killing blow.”
Zhang Yu shot out a kick, turning the man’s brain into mush. Not even a surgery talisman could save him now.
“Second.”
His figure flickered again, and he was already killing his way toward another person.
Ye Mantian struggled to move stealthily through the dense fog, listening to the periodic booms, blood-curdling screams, and Zhang Yu’s counting that came from deep within the mist.
“Third.”
“Ah!”
A shrill scream rang out, as if a body was being torn apart by some giant beast.
Boom!
“Fourth.”
“I’ll fight you to the death!”
“Everyone, stop running! We can’t escape…”
Pow!
“I have money! I’ll pay for my life!”
“Fifth.”
Listening to the voice that sounded like a death countdown, even Ye Mantian, a prodigy from the Immortal Capital, felt cold sweat continuously bead on his forehead.
He felt like a small fish swimming against the current in a river with treacherous undercurrents, desperately trying to escape the hunt of an underwater monster.
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
How did it come to this?
Zhang Yu has already reached Foundation Establishment! Why hasn’t Mr. Wang sent reinforcements?!
Just then, before his terrified eyes, a black shadow gradually materialized from the mist.
“Sixth.”
In his extreme terror, Ye Mantian erupted with his full power.
His body swelled as if inflated, and with a wild roar like that of an elephant, he threw a punch accompanied by explosive astral qi. The air crackled as the fist shot fiercely toward Zhang Yu.
Facing Ye Mantian’s all-out desperation, Zhang Yu simply reached out and grabbed. With a twist and a stir of his surging astral qi, he directly crushed the man’s fist.
Immediately after, he sent a palm strike toward his head.
Ye Mantian tried to block with his other arm, but it was useless. Zhang Yu’s palm force first blew his arm apart before slamming viciously into his head.
Pow!
Ye Mantian’s figure was sent flying backward, finally clearing the vast mist, but his skull had been completely shattered, red and white matter scattering everywhere.
After killing Ye Mantian, Zhang Yu didn’t pause for a moment. He wove through the mist, and within a few short seconds, four more bodies crashed to the ground, all with their skulls fractured and their brains turned to paste, as dead as they could possibly be.
Zhang Yu caught up to another Qi Refinement expert.
Driven to a dead end, the man roared madly, “I can reach Foundation Establishment too! If you want me dead, I’ll take you down with me!”
In an instant, a massive amount of spiritual energy surged toward him. A peak Qi Refinement expert was actually attempting to break through on the spot.
Just then, Deng Bingding let out a cold snort from within the divine power network. “Daring to break through mid-battle? What audacity.”
Another righteous god in the network shouted, “An unlicensed breakthrough? Execute him immediately!”
In a flash, the opposing righteous gods who had been clashing on the divine power network simultaneously ceased their struggle.
Divine power flared in the sky, transforming into a purple bolt of lightning as thick as a water bucket. It struck down, turning the Qi Refinement expert who was in the middle of his breakthrough into flying ash.
Only after doing this did the righteous gods resume their confrontation on the divine power network, checking and balancing each other once more.
Zhang Yu glanced with lingering fear at the spot where the bolt of lightning had vanished before continuing his pursuit of the others.
From the moment Zhang Yu began his hunt to the crowd scattering and suffering heavy casualties, and the divine lightning striking down—though many things seemed to happen, it had all transpired in just over twenty seconds.
But at that moment, a divine wind tornado swept through the world, forcefully blowing away the pervasive mist.
Zhang Yu raised his head and looked at the noble figure in the sky.
The figure was surrounded by an eight-fold halo of divine light. A great dragon formed of raging wind crouched at each of his feet. Myriad blood-red phantoms coiled around his body. Like the emperor of this world, his indifferent gaze swept across the entire scene before finally settling on Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu’s expression was grave as he looked at the figure, thinking to himself, Wang Yin… He came here directly?
Did he sense that I reached Foundation Establishment… and now he doesn’t plan to give me any chance at all, intending to crush me right here and now?
Meanwhile, Bai Zhenzhen, making her way through the sewer, opened her phone to look at the message from Deng Bingding and followed the directions to a secluded spot.
A middle-aged man with a full beard, carrying a large bag, looked at her and said, “You’re Bai Zhenzhen?”
The man looked at Bai Zhenzhen with a hint of admiration. “Daring to go head-to-head with a rich, upper-class man like Oasis Group’s Mr. Wang. You two are really bold.”
Bai Zhenzhen knew this was the contractor hired by Deng Bingding. “You’re the doctor, right? Help me with my injuries first.”
While receiving treatment, Bai Zhenzhen asked, “Divine Lord Deng said you brought a bionic?”
The bearded man pointed to the large package beside him. “Yes, the Flood Dragon Spirit Pivot from Dragon Soul Workshop.”
“With my skills, I can install it in about fifteen minutes.”
“Want me to install it for you while I’m at it?”
Bai Zhenzhen said, “Why install it on me? Wouldn’t this be more effective on Zhang Yu?”
The bearded man said, “I’m afraid there’s no time for Zhang Yu.”
“Wang Yin has already left Oasis Tower.”
“He’s on his way.”
Bai Zhenzhen’s expression changed at his words. She looked at the Flood Dragon Spirit Pivot and asked, “Can I use this?”
The bearded man replied, “It’s best used by someone at the Foundation Establishment stage. For the Qi Refinement stage, it’s fine for short-term use.”
“But your entire spine will have to be replaced. The equipment here is limited, and if you need to get back to the fight quickly… the process will be a little painful.”
Bai Zhenzhen gritted her teeth. “Let’s do it.”
“Install it for me.”
Bai Zhenzhen knew that without the Flood Dragon Spirit Pivot, she wouldn’t even be qualified to participate in the coming battle.
On the battlefield.
Chi He, having narrowly escaped death, quickly ran to a position below Wang Yin, his face a mask of relief. “Mr… Mr. Wang.”
Wang Yin ignored him, merely glancing at him indifferently before speaking coldly, “A bunch of useless trash. After spending so much money on you, I still have to handle this myself.”
“Do you have any idea how precious my time is?”
“When you get back, your salary for the next year is docked.”
Chi He lowered his head, allowing Wang Yin to scold him without showing the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.
Wang Yin then turned his gaze to Zhang Yu and said faintly, “Zhang Yu, if you had only run away with Bai Zhenzhen, I could have dismissed it as you being untamable, not yet having overcome the inherent flaws of the poor, and I would have continued to spend some time training you.”
“But you two…”
A chilling killing intent erupted from Wang Yin. “You two did something that absolutely cannot be forgiven.”
“Colluding with external enemies, selling out the company’s interests…”
“Why can’t we sell?” Zhang Yu sneered, returning his verbal fire. “If someone is buying, we’ll sell. Business is business. Isn’t that the rule of Kunxu?”
Hearing Zhang Yu use the words he himself had taught to rebut him, Wang Yin snorted coldly. “You’re worthy of talking to me about the rules of Kunxu?”
“Understand your own identity. You’re nothing but a dog I raised!”