Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world.

Chapter 581 Corpse Control Technique?
The enormous bronze bell, carrying destructive power, tore through the roof and crashed down!

"when--!!!!!!!"

A deafening roar, beyond words, suddenly shattered the night sky over Jinxi City!

The sound waves are no longer simple vibrations of the air, but have become a tangible substance!
Visible to the naked eye, the shockwaves spread rapidly like water ripples, instantly sweeping across the entire restaurant!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The already crumbling beams and walls were struck as if by an invisible giant hammer by the powerful sound waves!
Wood chips, bricks, and rubble flew out wildly like withered leaves in a storm!

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, mixed with the suffocating smell of decaying copper rust, instantly engulfing everything!
At the critical moment!
Almost the instant the giant bell shattered its top, Liang Jin grabbed the terrified restaurant owner with one hand and retreated as swiftly as a wisp of smoke.

With a light touch of his toes on the broken walls and ruins, he soared out of the ruins like a roc, landing steadily on the eaves of a three-story restaurant across the street.

The restaurant owner was put down by Liang Jin and slumped on the cold tiles like a rag doll, staring blankly at the ruins that had instantly turned to dust and filled with smoke and dust. That was half a lifetime of hard work!

His lips trembled, and strange hoarse sounds came from his throat. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a desperate wail, choked with sobs:
"My...my shop...what...what on earth is going on?!"

Liang Jin dusted off his hands, his sharp gaze sweeping across the center of the smoke and dust, his tone flat:
"I don't know more than you do."

"However, now is not the time to cry. Saving your life is the priority. Let's go."

The shopkeeper suddenly realized the truth; his strong will to survive overcame the grief of bankruptcy.

He scrambled to his feet, not even looking down, and stumbled toward the edge of the roof.

"Watch your step!"

Liang Jin frowned and spoke up to remind him.

The words have not yet fallen.

"what--!"

A short, startled scream.

The shopkeeper's figure had disappeared at the edge of the eaves, accompanied by a series of cracking tiles and a dull "thud" as he fell to the ground.

Liang Jin peered out and saw the shopkeeper sprawled out on the haystacks piled up downstairs. He was dazed and confused, his face bruised and swollen, and one of his legs was twisted at an odd angle.

But his life was clearly not in danger.

He struggled to his feet, dragging his injured leg, limping like a frightened rabbit, and fled for his life into the depths of the dark alley without looking back. His piercing cries quickly faded into the night wind.

Liang Jin shook his head helplessly and looked away.

He was powerless to change the fate of such insignificant figures amidst the storms of the martial world.

"when!!!!!!!!"

Another, even more violent and furious bell tolled, like thunder from the heavens exploding on the ruins!
The billowing smoke and dust were violently dispersed by this terrifying sound wave!
A terrifying figure, resembling a giant god, leaped out from the center of the ruins, carrying a massive bell that was even larger than his own body, covered in patina and indistinct Sanskrit characters!
It was that shirtless, burly man!
He was nearly two meters tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, like cast iron, gleaming with a bronze sheen in the cold moonlight.

The veins on his thick neck bulged like earthworms, and he wore specially made stainless steel wrist guards with inch-long, menacing barbs that gleamed coldly on the outside.

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with boundless rage and violent killing intent, fixed on Fei Biao and Han Tong who had just crawled out of the ruins.

"Fei Biao! Han Tong! You two scumbags!"

The burly man's voice rolled like muffled thunder, making the air buzz:

"Zhongli Han is here! Tonight is your death day! Blood for blood!"

He roared, his voice no weaker than the tolling of a bell.

Before he finished speaking, Zhongli Han swung his thick, beam-like arm and swung the massive bell like a toy!

The giant bell, accompanied by a terrifying shriek that tore through the air, crashed down on Fei Biao and Han Tong!
Before the giant bell even arrived, the violent wind pressure had already swept up all the gravel and dust on the ground!

"It's 'Hong Zhongke' Zhongli Han!"

Han Tong screamed, his little face showing seriousness and fear for the first time, and he retreated as fast as lightning.

"Damn it! This mad dog has a really sharp nose! He's here to avenge his dead junior brother!"

The simple smile on Fei Biao's face had vanished without a trace, replaced by a ferocious, beast-like expression.

Instead of retreating, he roared and stomped his feet hard on the ground, shattering the blue bricks inch by inch!
He didn't dodge or evade; his arm muscles instantly swelled, and dark blue veins bulged under his skin. With a force as powerful as splitting mountains and shattering rocks, he slammed his palms down on the side of the falling giant bell!
"boom!!!"

A deafening roar, even more muffled and terrifying than before, followed!

Fei Biao slammed his palms firmly against the side of the giant bell, and a visible shockwave exploded outwards from the point of impact!

The downward momentum of the giant bell was abruptly halted for a moment, emitting a sickening, metallic groan!
But Zhongli Han's power was too terrifying. The hard ground beneath Fei Biao's feet collapsed, creating a shallow pit. His massive body was also shaken and staggered back several steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his arms trembling slightly.

Just as Fei Biao forcefully struck the giant bell!
"Chucky!"

Several subtle yet deadly whooshing sounds rang out!
Han Tong's figure appeared like a ghost in the blind spot behind Zhong Lihan. With a series of swift movements, a few dark blue stars shot out like venomous snakes, aiming straight at Zhong Lihan's vital points!

The deadly poison tempered on the throwing knife gleamed ominously in the moonlight!
As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Zhongli Han roared and swung his wrist guard with his other free hand!
"Ding Ding Ding!"

Sparks fly!

Most of the throwing knives were deflected by the steel wrist guards!

But one of the throwing knives, thrown at a tricky angle, grazed his ribs, leaving a trail of blood!
"court death!"

Zhongli Han, in pain, went berserk!
He ignored Han Tong's harassment, his arm muscles bulged, and his veins bulged like dragons. He swung the giant bell around like a giant hammer that could split the heavens, smashing and crashing it against Fei Biao like a storm!

Each impact was accompanied by deafening bell tolls and terrifying shockwaves!

The ground looked as if it had been repeatedly plowed by a giant plow, with gravel flying everywhere and dust filling the air!

Fei Biao was also completely unleashed his ferocity. He no longer took the attacks head-on, but instead displayed agility that was inconsistent with his massive body, dodging and weaving through the gaps in Zhong Lihan's ferocious attacks.

His large, fan-like hands sometimes transformed into palm blades to chop at Zhongli's joints, and sometimes into eagle claws to tear at his opponent's flesh. Each strike carried a ruthless force that could dislocate tendons and bones, and he constantly uttered foul language, trying to provoke his opponent.

Han Tong, like a persistent carbuncle, appeared and disappeared amidst the smoke and darkness of the night.

The various poisoned hidden weapons in his hands—throwing knives, caltrops, and needles—were shot out from incredible angles like poisonous bees, targeting Zhongli Han's eyes, behind his ears, joints, and other vulnerable spots.

The three of them were locked in combat!
Zhongli Han was like a ferocious beast in human form. His giant bell was invincible, powerful and heavy, and each strike was enough to shatter stone tablets.

Fei Biao was fierce and ruthless, with immense strength, and every move he made in close combat was deadly.

Han Tong is treacherous and vicious, with ghostly movements and hidden weapons that are impossible to defend against.

The violent energy spread out, and wherever it passed, the walls of houses collapsed like paper, the ground was crisscrossed with ditches, and the entire neighborhood looked as if it had been ravaged by a hurricane!
Liang Jin sat cross-legged atop the high eaves.

It was as if the area below wasn't a battlefield of carnage, but a stage for a play.

He slowly pulled a paper packet from his pocket, picked up a fennel bean, popped it into his mouth, and crunched it with great interest.

Since this inexplicable battle wasn't directed at him, he was happy to watch the show.

Soon, his gaze swept over the chaotic street and the soldiers who had come running at the sound in the distance.

Then, squads of soldiers carrying torches and wielding swords and spears began to surround the center of the battle with menacing force.

But when they saw the three figures fighting like demons in the center of the battlefield, felt the terrifying wind rushing towards them and the heart-shattering bell tolling, and especially saw the tragic scene of a street-facing shop being half-collapsed by Zhongli's bell, the officer in charge turned pale.

"Stop! Stop!"

The officer's voice trembled as he hastily gave the order:
"It's...it's a battle between top martial arts masters! It's not something we can interfere with!"

"Retreat! Retreat now! Block off the street corners, don't let any bystanders get close and get themselves killed!"

The officers and soldiers were as if they had been granted a pardon, and they retreated like a tide, only daring to surround the block from a distance, and not daring to take another step forward.

Liang Jin's gaze finally settled on the county government office, which was just a stone's throw away.

In stark contrast to the earth-shattering commotion and brightly lit streets, the entire county government office was deathly silent!
Inside the high courtyard walls, it was pitch black and without a single light, like a giant beast crouching in the darkness, its silence chilling.

"So calm and collected?"

Liang Jin raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes:
"The streets are almost being demolished, and not a single person from the county government has come out to check?"

"Is there some kind of ambush? Are they just waiting for people to walk in?"

He subconsciously wanted to take out the [Snake Face] to examine it.

Just at this time.

A cool, fragrant breeze swept by, and Mu Shanqing's figure gracefully landed beside him, her demeanor composed, as if the earth-shattering battle below was merely a gentle breeze brushing across the lake, not even disturbing a single hem of her clothing.

Liang Jin swallowed the bean in his mouth and gestured with his chin towards the three people fighting fiercely below:

"Miss Mu, aren't you going to help your companion?"

"That big guy doesn't look like he'll be easy to deal with."

Kiyama Sei smiled faintly, a smile carrying an indifference as if looking down upon ants:
“Zhongli Han? He’s just a brute who relies on brute force and a broken bell. Fei Biao is tough and thick-skinned, and Han Tong’s movements are unpredictable; they’re enough to keep him occupied.”

"This level of petty squabbles is not worth my time."

She changed the subject, her gaze falling on Liang Jin with a hint of re-evaluation, and her tone became much more sincere:

"Just now, because of their past grievances, this mad dog came seeking revenge, disturbing you, sir. I am truly sorry."

She paused, watching Liang Jin's skill in rescuing people and leaping onto the roof, and sincerely praised him:

"I never imagined that you not only possess the strategic vision to govern the country, but also have such extraordinary lightness skills. You are truly... accomplished in both literature and martial arts!"

She pronounced the four characters "文武双全" (literally, "possessing both literary and martial talents") with exceptional clarity.

In this era, those who can govern the country and bring peace to the world through literature, and those who can wield a sword to settle the world through martial arts, are extremely rare!

Reaching the pinnacle of any skill requires a lifetime of dedication, yet this person before us not only displays extraordinary talent in governing the country, but also possesses such exceptional physical abilities!

This is no longer just a simple genius, but... a prodigy!
Mushan Qing's heart was stirred again, and his evaluation of Liang Jin rose to a new level.

Upon hearing this, Liang Jin laughed heartily and waved his hand dismissively:

"Miss Mu is too kind."

"Come on, sit down and have something to eat?"

As he spoke, he actually handed the half-eaten bag of fennel beans to Mushan Qing in a very generous manner.

Mu Shanqing was obviously stunned.

She looked at the oil paper package covered in dust and grease from Liang Jin's hands, then at Liang Jin's casual posture sitting cross-legged on the dusty tiles, and a very subtle, almost imperceptible resistance flashed in her eyes.

Born into a noble family and accustomed to refinement, she found these street food stalls and the custom of sitting on the ground completely out of place.

But Liang Jin's easygoing nature made it difficult for her to refuse.

She extended two well-maintained fingers, with neatly trimmed nails, and extremely carefully picked up the smallest fennel seed, as if handling some fragile treasure, and managed a weak smile:

"Thank you sir."

Unlike Liang Jin, she did not sit down, but stood gracefully to the side.

Her gaze was fixed on the fierce battle in the distance, but her mind was clearly preoccupied with how to continue seeking Liang Jin's advice on governance, which had just been interrupted.

Liang Jin, however, sat down cross-legged, placed fennel beans on his lap, and munched on them while watching the fight below with great interest.

"Miss Mu, you must come from... a wealthy family, right?"

Liang Jin suddenly spoke, breaking the brief silence. He turned to look at Mu Shanqing standing beside him, his gaze probing:

"Hmm, or rather... the true elite families?"

Mushan Qing was slightly taken aback by this sudden question and looked at Liang Jin with confusion:
"Why did you say this, sir?"

Liang Jin smiled, pointed to her fingers and posture, and then looked at the almost untouched fennel bean in her hand:

"You can tell."

"Ordinary women, even those from ordinary wealthy families, would either be terrified or curiously watch the spectacle in such a situation."

“But you… are too ‘clean,’ girl.”

"The clothing appears simple, but the fabric and tailoring are exquisite and spotless. Every movement, sitting or lying down exudes a sense of discipline that is ingrained in one's very bones."

"I'm not used to sitting in this 'unclean' place, nor am I used to eating these street food snacks. More importantly..."

Liang Jin's gaze deepened, as if trying to see through her:

"It's about temperament."

"Miss Mu, you have an exceptional temperament and refined manners, which could not have been cultivated by an ordinary family."

"If we're talking about someone who's truly both scholarly and martial, then Miss Mu is the one who truly deserves the title."

Although Mu Shanqing is plain-looking, she has a very high-handed attitude and her demeanor is certainly not that of an ordinary person.

Mushan Qing was completely unprepared for Liang Jin to be so blunt, and even more surprised that he would suddenly praise her.

Even though she was extremely shrewd.

But being analyzed and praised in this way by a remarkable man she had only recently met but who had already earned her her respect made her face flush slightly, and a rare sense of panic and...shyness swept through her heart.
She subconsciously avoided Liang Jin's gaze, looking down at the fennel beans in her hand, momentarily at a loss for words.

The atmosphere instantly became subtly awkward.

But Liang Jin is thick-skinned and doesn't care about the awkward situation.

It was as if he had just casually commented on the weather.

He crunched another bean, then, as if just remembering something, said casually:
"Oh right, I didn't finish saying the name earlier."

"My surname is Song, and my given name is Jiang."

Kiyama Sei quickly adjusted his mindset, and a polite smile returned to his face:
"So it's Mr. Song!"

"I have admired you for a long time!"

This is a common polite phrase used in the martial arts world.

"Long time no see?"

Liang Jin suddenly turned his head, looking at her with a half-smile, a hint of mischief in his eyes:
"Judging from your reaction, Miss Mu, it doesn't seem like you've heard so much about me."

Kiyama Sei was taken aback by the question, and secretly annoyed that this person was so ignorant of worldly affairs.
Why take even polite words so seriously?

Liang Jin laughed:
"I bet... you're not a local from Changzhou, are you?" Mu Shanqing answered truthfully.
"Mr. has a good eye."

"Mu did come from out of town and has only been in Changzhou for a short time."

Liang Jin revealed an expression of "I knew it," his tone carrying a hint of self-deprecation and a touch of cynicism:

"now it's right."

"I'm quite well-known in Changzhou."

"Anyone who has spent any time in this area will know what I do when they hear the name 'Song Jiang'."

"Judging from the girl's reaction just now, it's obvious that she... really doesn't know."

Upon hearing this, Kiyama Sei's mind raced.

Widely renowned?

And they have an uncanny understanding of national policies...

The chill that had just faded from her eyes instantly returned, sharp as a knife, and her voice deepened:
"Could it be... that you are an official from Changzhou?"

She was almost certain that this person was a capable official in the court who was well-versed in practical matters but might be hiding behind the scenes for some reason!

Otherwise, how can we explain his profound knowledge of the corrupt practices of the court?
"official?"

Liang Jin scoffed.

He casually tossed a fennel bean into his mouth and chewed it thoroughly.

Then, he extended his fingers, glistening with salt and oil, and pointed towards the county government office standing silently in the darkness not far away, saying in a relaxed tone:
"In a little while, I'm going to rob someone there and steal their silver."

He turned his head, grinned at Mushan Qing, revealing two rows of white teeth that looked somewhat sinister in the moonlight:
"Do I look like an official?"

Robbing...the county government office?!

Kiyama Sei's pupils suddenly contracted!
Even with her strong will, she was greatly surprised by Liang Jin's seemingly casual yet earth-shattering words.

All speculation about the capable official vanished instantly.

Instead, there was an indescribable excitement and sense of belonging.

She understood instantly!

The person in front of me is hardly an official appointed by the imperial court.
These are clearly outlaw heroes from Changzhou who dare to defy the authority of the imperial court!

His extraordinary talent for governing the country had nowhere to be used, and he was forced to become an outlaw!

What...what an irony!
And how...stunning!
The chill in Kiyama Sei's eyes completely vanished, replaced by an even more intense and brighter light, as if he had discovered a rare treasure.

She took a deep breath, her voice filled with determination and excitement:
"It is truly a blessing for the Great Qian Dynasty to have your talent, sir!"

"However, the court is corrupt and incompetent, having gained the knowledge of you but failing to utilize it, thus allowing a pearl to be tarnished! This is not only your regret, but also a tragedy for the Great Qian Dynasty and a misfortune for the world!"

She stepped forward, her gaze fixed intently on Liang Jin, her tone resolute:
"I am willing to lend a helping hand to what you wish to do tonight, sir!"

Liang Jin was slightly surprised when he saw the genuine excitement and enthusiasm in Mu Shanqing's eyes.

Are these fans really that excited and enthusiastic?
But his smile remained unchanged, and he waved his hand, saying:
"I appreciate Miss Mu's kindness."

"But this is, after all, a job that could cost you your head and your entire family; the risk is too great."

"This young lady is clearly of noble birth, why bother getting involved in this mess?"

“If this were to implicate your family, I, Song, would be guilty of a grave offense.”

As he spoke, he casually tossed a bean into his mouth.

Liang Jin had intended to keep the money for himself and hadn't considered sharing it with anyone.

He used his physical body again to check Shen Wanshi's location.

It was finally confirmed that Shen Wanshi was currently staying steadily deep inside the desolate county government office, and had not taken advantage of the chaos to escape.

As long as he is there, the silver will remain.

Liang Jin had originally hoped that the battle between Zhongli Han and the other two would draw out the experts in the county government.

When Liang Jin's Western Desert clone first encountered Shen Wanshi, he learned that Shen Wanshi had a third-rank expert named Cen Ruifeng by his side.

And this time, when the silver is transported to Changzhou, the government will probably send experts to assist.

But that's okay.

Liang Jin's initial plan was not to rely on anyone else's help; he intended to fight against all the experts in the Silver Team on his own.

Since the other party was so patient, Liang Jin decided to take the initiative.

In the blink of an eye, Liang Jin's mind stirred slightly.

Silent!

Outside the high walls of the county government office, in the deepest shadows, the space rippled slightly, like water.

Immediately afterwards, five figures, as if crawling out of the deepest hell, appeared out of thin air!

They were completely shrouded in wide, pure black cloaks that seemed to absorb all light, with their hoods hanging low, making their faces completely invisible.

There was no breath, no heartbeat, not even a trace of life!

Only an intense, nauseating stillness and chill permeated the air, spreading as if it were a tangible reality, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet!
They are the Yin Bone Puppets!
Five dark figures, like melting ink, silently blended into the shadows of the county government's walls.

next moment.

They had already scaled the high walls like ghosts and disappeared into the deep darkness inside the county government office.

The whole process was lightning fast and completely silent!
However, just as the Yin Bone Puppet entered the county government office!

Mu Shanqing, who was standing next to Liang Jin, suddenly trembled!
She suddenly turned her head, her sharp, hawk-like gaze fixed on the direction of the county government office, and for the first time, a look of solemnity and surprise appeared on her face!
"Sir, be careful!"

She hissed, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of wariness:

"A master of qinggong (lightweight martial arts) has infiltrated the county government office! And there's more than one!"

"Their aura... is extremely eerie! Cold and deathly still, definitely not benevolent!"

Just a moment ago, she suddenly felt as if several people had appeared out of thin air.

Humans cannot appear out of thin air.

Then it must be someone with extremely high lightness skills, who can only be sensed by getting very close.

Liang Jin was also surprised.

This woman's senses were terrifyingly sharp; the Yin Bone Puppet's stealth was almost perfect, yet she still managed to detect it.

It seems she's probably quite skilled as well.

Liang Jin smiled slightly:
"Miss Mu, there's no need to be nervous. They are just a few of my companions who went in ahead of us to scout out the way and see what's inside."

It seemed as if to confirm Liang Jin's words.

The moment he finished speaking!

boom--! ! !
It was like lighting a powder keg!

The county government office, which was originally as silent as a tomb, suddenly burst into flames and noise!
Lanterns and torches were lit instantly, their dazzling light illuminating the entire county government compound as if it were daytime.

Countless figures emerged as if from the ground, wielding knives, spears, bows, and crossbows, surging out from behind the pillars, beside the artificial hill, and on the rooftops, quickly forming a battle formation.

The sounds of shouts of battle, the drawing of weapons, and the tightening of bowstrings instantly filled the air!
"You scum from Yanshan Village! We've finally waited for you!"

A triumphant, murderous laugh boomed through the air above the county government office:

"I knew you guys couldn't hold your temper! This trap was made for you!"

"You choose the path to heaven but refuse to take it, so you barge into hell when there's no gate for you!"

"Kill them all! Leave no one alive! There will be a hefty reward for their heads!"

The order was given, like opening the gates of hell!
"Shhhhhhh!"

A dense barrage of arrows tore through the air, whistling mournfully, shooting from all directions toward the location of the five Yin Bone Puppet that had just landed.

at the same time!

"Crash!!!"

A huge iron net, woven from thick iron chains and covered with menacing barbs, suddenly descended from the sky above the courtyard like a net covering the heavens and the earth.

The iron net was incredibly heavy, with heavy iron balls attached to its edges. Once it was completely sealed, even the most skilled martial artist would find it difficult to escape.

"Puff puff puff!!!"

Just as the iron net was about to fall, dozens of fine iron spears, each over ten feet long, appeared around the courtyard walls and on the rooftops. With the force to pierce through metal and stone, they fiercely stabbed down into the net from tricky angles!

The spear tips gleamed with a cold light, clearly coated with deadly poison!

This is a decisive situation!

Arrow rain, iron nets, poisoned spears!
The triple killing move instantly engulfed the five black figures!
Smoke and dust filled the air, and the sounds of metal clashing were incessant!
A moment later, the smoke and dust dissipated, and only the shouts of the crowd could be heard:
"Dead...dead?"

"They're definitely dead! No one could survive an attack like this!"

"That's right! Look, there's no movement in that net! Quick! Go check it out! We can cut off their heads and collect the reward!"

Several daring soldiers, armed with steel knives, cautiously approached the spot covered by iron netting and pierced by spears.

However, when they pushed aside the billowing smoke and dust and saw what lay beneath the iron fence—

"Ah—!!! A ghost...a ghost!!"

"My God! What...what the hell is this?!"

"His hand! His hand is moving! He...he's not dead!!"

A piercing, distorted scream filled with extreme terror suddenly erupted!
It swept through the entire county government compound in an instant, like a plague!

Beneath the heavy iron net, five dark figures still stood tall!
Sharp barbs were deeply embedded in their black robes, even piercing their "bodies," yet no blood flowed out.

Those poisoned spears, powerful enough to pierce right through an ordinary person, did indeed penetrate their bodies, with the spear tips protruding from their backs.

But they... were still standing!

Even more terrifying is that the face and body revealed from under the hood were no longer alive!

A chilling, deathly aura, like an invisible storm, suddenly erupted from the five black figures!
Five dark figures moved!

Ignore the spear shaft piercing through his body!
Ignore the barbed wire mesh wrapped around your body!

They suddenly raised their hands, grabbed the spear shaft that was embedded in their bodies, and twisted it with force!
"Crack!"

The spear shaft, cast from fine iron, snapped in two!

Immediately afterwards, they grabbed the heavy iron net covering their bodies with both hands. The iron net, which was strong enough to trap the bulls, was torn apart by their brute force!
Broken chains and barbs flew everywhere!

"Monsters! They are monsters!"

The officers, soldiers, and experts inside the county government office were completely thrown into chaos and madness!
And those Yin Bone Puppet have already charged towards them.

A real, even more brutal and bloody battle erupted inside the county government office!
The sounds of swords scraping against bones, bones cracking, soldiers' agonizing screams before death, and the inhuman roars of the bone puppets... were utterly chaotic.

Limbs, broken weapons, and even torn organs were constantly being thrown high into the air from inside the walls.

A strong smell of blood instantly filled the air!
Standing on the rooftop, Mushan Qing took in the chaos and carnage inside the county government office.

For the first time, her stunningly beautiful face revealed an undisguised shock!
She could clearly sense that the five "people" had no trace of human life, only pure yin energy and deathly stillness!
Their movements are stiff, yet they possess immense strength and are fearless in the face of death!
Even more terrifying is that the energy fluctuations emanating from one of the dark figures have actually reached the third rank!
The other four paths are also at the fourth rank!

"Corpse Control Technique?"

"But what kind of corpse control technique is this? It's... a bit too powerful?"

Kiyama Sei, being well-versed in various fields, naturally knew that there were indeed some sinister methods in this world that could control corpses.

Some use drugs, some use mechanisms, and some use Gu worms... Even Mushan Qing knows a little about it.

But the corpses that were wreaking havoc in the county government office at this moment made it impossible for her to discern what kind of secret technique it was.

She felt that this secret technique was completely different from any corpse control technique she knew, and was far more profound!

She glanced at Liang Jin, who was still leisurely munching on beans beside her, her expression incredibly complex:

"Could he really be a learned man of extraordinary talent?"

"Not only is he skilled in both literature and martial arts, but he is also proficient in the rare art of controlling corpses?"

Mushan Qing felt that the man in front of her was becoming more and more mysterious. He was not only knowledgeable in the righteous path, but also quite proficient in the evil path.

She was about to tentatively ask a question.

suddenly!

"Roar--!!!"

A terrifying roar, like a tiger howling through the forest or a thunderclap, suddenly erupted from the depths of the county government office.

A powerful and domineering aura soared into the sky!

In an instant, it drowned out all the sounds of fighting and the chilling, deathly atmosphere inside the county government office!

Immediately afterwards, a booming voice, like the clang of metal on metal, filled with boundless majesty and fury, resounded through the night sky, causing the tiles of the entire county government office to rattle:
"What kind of monster are you! How dare you run wild here!"

"How dare you demons and monsters run rampant in the place where I, 'Thunderbolt Hand' Cen Ruifeng, reside!"

"Tonight, I'll make sure you never leave! You'll all leave your lives behind!"

With this roar, a burly and imposing figure, enveloped in blazing, masculine energy, crashed through the roof of the county government's main hall and soared into the air like a cannonball.

With a ferocious aura, the man's two gazes locked onto the Yin Bone Puppet in the battlefield of the county government office...

(End of this chapter)