The Law of Heaven

Chapter 99 The True Culprit Emerges, Revenge is Achieved

Aihara's kick was powerful and heavy, like kicking a ball, sending the Asura off the cliff.

This Asura is very powerful, but he has a fatal weakness: he can't fly. He won't die if he falls from a cliff hundreds of meters high, but it will take a lot of effort to climb back up.

A blast of air blasted open one side of the woods, and a skinny, monkey-like man burst through the air, his sharp fingernails as sharp as laser blades, creating a whistling sound.

"Asura Clan, Shi Rui."

He sneered, "I'll take Director Jiang's life!"

Suddenly, a golden, illusory ancient bell descended from the sky, smashing down on the head of this Asura like a cage, instantly trapping him inside and unleashing a deafening roar.

No matter how hard Shi Rui struggled, he couldn't break through the defense of the illusory ancient bell. He was like a monkey trapped in a cage, scratching his head in frustration and exasperation.

Huo Zizhen and his men rushed out of the bushes and kicked the ancient bell, sending both the bell and the men tumbling off the cliff.

The Asuras are incredibly powerful, so it's unwise to get entangled with them at this point; it's better to just kick them down.

The two Asuras were ambushed and unfortunately defeated.

Jiang Hai calmly lit a cigarette, as if everything was under his control. The enemy's attack was just child's play to him, nothing serious.

Jiang Wanwu, supporting her father, murmured, "So handsome."

Huo Zizhen was completely ignored by her.

Only Aihara's image remained in her eyes.

The more you look at it, the better it looks.

It was at this moment that Fuen descended from the sky aboard the airship, his white robes billowing as they were pierced by sharp bone spikes, making him look like a grotesque skeletal monster.

"Director Jiang, it's been a long time."

Fuen said with a smile.

Jiang Hai turned around, frowning slightly: "So it was you. After you disappeared, you joined the Bliss Society?"

Fu En hummed in agreement and said with a smile, "Back then, I was kicked out by Chairman Ruan, but luckily I was blessed and survived. Later, I met Mr. Fuyin, who pulled me back from the brink of death and gave me a second chance at life."

Jiang Hai narrowed his eyes, sensing that this guy's spiritual energy fluctuations had reached the Destiny Realm, making him difficult to deal with.

"Fu En... Ruan Hao?"

Jiang Wanwu's pupils contracted, and her red lips moved slightly.

He was once the illegitimate son of the Ruan family. Due to his exceptional talent, he was noticed by the old chairman and personally taken in as a student. Later, he was expelled from the company for committing multiple rapes. After being hunted down, he fell into the sea and disappeared.

This guy really likes married women.

Now this guy has returned under the alias Fu En, and as a high-ranking member of the Blissful Society, who knows how many people he has harmed again.

"Time is of the essence, you should die first."

Fowler had no interest in them. With a clap of his hands, countless bone spikes shot out, dense as a torrential rain.

Just heard a muffled sound.

Huo Zizhen once again manifested an ancient golden shield, blocking everyone's path.

The bone spikes slammed into the shield with a deafening roar.

The shield swayed precariously, cracks appearing to emerge.

“This is a sacred Buddhist site; violence is strictly prohibited.”

Huo Zizhen endured the bombardment and said in a low voice.

"Amitabha."

Aihara's eyes grew cold, and he gestured with both hands: "I am the Bodhisattva Gatling, killing one person is saving one person!"

Countless scattered submachine guns and automatic rifles floated up, their safety released, triggers pulled, and they opened fire wildly.

"You ants think you can stop me?"

Milky white calcium liquid flowed from the palm of Fuen's right hand, quickly condensing into a bone shield in mid-air, while his left hand continued to launch sharp bone spikes, launching a dense barrage of attacks.

God knows what kind of ability this guy has; the bones inside his body can grow so much, it's terrifying.

This is the oppressive feeling of being in the fate-following hierarchy.

Neither Aihara nor Huo Zizhen could produce such a ferocious output of power, as if their spiritual energy was inexhaustible and required no buffering!

The bone spurs were as numerous as a torrential rain.

It was so oppressive that they couldn't breathe.

Huo Zizhen's shield was on the verge of collapse.

Aihara's firepower coverage is like scraping.

This is still under the condition of a long-distance stalemate.

In close combat, they would be killed in less than thirty seconds, with no chance of winning.

Jiang Hai quickly calculated in his mind that he currently had seventy-two plans. Although they could cover the retreat of everyone, everyone would suffer some injuries.

Moreover, this problem cannot be solved.

Jiang Wanwu, however, keenly sensed a hint of murderous intent.

It was not from Huo Zizhen, who persevered through hardship.

Instead, it came from the expressionless Aihara.

An overwhelming killing intent... well, it was boiling over.

That's this moment.

Fuen suddenly realized something was wrong.

Because he sensed danger.

Jiang Hai's face was expressionless, and he seemed to have some backup plans, but they shouldn't pose a threat to him.

Although Jiang Wanwu is beautiful, she is not a married woman, and her abilities are not particularly noteworthy, except that she has a good business sense. She is not a threat.

If Huo Zizhen could advance another level, he would probably be a very difficult opponent, with extremely strong defense.

Although Xiang Chaonan's nephew is very strong, his rank is clearly not high enough, so he poses no threat.

wrong.

Something is wrong!
Why is this guy giving the middle finger?

Fowle sensed danger; what appeared to be just a middle finger was filled with malice.

At that very moment, a terrifying nightmare descended.

Time and space stood still at this moment, and a cold wind howled.

Fuen heard a strange, hoarse laugh.

Someone descended with the cold wind, landing on his head and locking his neck like a ghostly infant.

That was Fu Wanghu in his boy form, his face full of innocence and naivety. Like a playful child, he rode on this guy's neck, stretched out his hands, and gently pressed down.

Suddenly, Fuen let out a scream.

Because Fu Wanghu's hand had penetrated deep into his mind.

"do you know?"

Fu Wanghu smiled slightly: "Of all the crimes, I hate rapists the most. Because I also have a mother, an aunt, and a girlfriend."

His hands were stirring as if kneading dough.

It stirred up his brain.

It's pulling on the cerebral cortex.

“I saw you once when we were in prison. What makes you think you deserve to be in the same prison as me? There were even some scumbags who called you and me the two biggest scoundrels of the Union.”

Fu Wanghu's smile grew increasingly sinister: "You think you're worthy?"

Bleeding from all seven orifices, Fuen flailed his arms wildly, bone spurs bursting out from under his skin with a loud bang.

But he had no idea where the enemy was.

I don't know how to relieve the pain.

I could only endure the severe headache.

Like a demon tormented in hell.

"Actually, I really want to kill you, but you're too trashy and not worth my energy."

Fu Wanghu said with a smile, "You just had to be blind and offend our Boss Xiang. Well, I'm sorry, you chose the path to hell when there's one. You think you're reborn from hell... but you've never even seen what hell looks like."

Outside the illusion, everyone was shocked. The powerful expert at the Destiny Rank was screaming in agony, clutching his head, blood flowing from his seven orifices, as if he had gone hysterical.

Only Aihara saw the whole thing, including the boy who was riding on that guy's head like a little devil.

Fu Wanghu's abilities are terrifying!
Fuen collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, convulsing uncontrollably, and a picture was reflected in his pupils.

On a rainy night with torrential downpours, a man in a white coat, covered in blood, fled down a mountain path.

Fowler led his men in pursuit at a leisurely pace, occasionally unleashing sharp bone spikes that pierced Fowler's back.

Bleeding ceaselessly.

"Being promoted to one of the Five Blessings makes you so proud? Back then, the Five Blessings were much better than you, but they still groveled at my feet like a dead dog."

Fu Wanghu said softly, "Although you are just a henchman, you still have to pay the price for your actions. Who told you to kill someone you shouldn't have? As for what that price is, let me think about it."

Snapped.

Fu Wanghu snapped his fingers.

Fuen's face, bleeding from all seven orifices, suddenly turned to terror.

Because he saw an extremely terrifying scene.

The women he violated.

The women he abused.

The women he killed.

They're all back.

Like a vengeful ghost, she took out a sharp scalpel and cut his flesh inch by inch, as if subjecting him to a slow, agonizing death.

His flesh was torn apart, muscle fibers severed, and his organs removed, causing him excruciating pain. Finally, more than a hundred sharp scalpels, filled with resentment and rage, pierced his brain.

To penetrate, to stir.

Finally... it tore apart!
There was a click.

Fowle heard the sound of his own life ending.

"So this is what hell is like..."

He stared wide-eyed, dying with his eyes wide open.

In the real world, Fon's life had been cut off. His brain had been destroyed beyond recognition, and his abilities had gone out of control. Countless bone knives tore through his flesh from the inside out, and he ended his own life.

"died?"

Jiang Hai realized something was wrong. His super brain had captured all the details from just now, but he couldn't analyze anything. It seemed there was something he couldn't see.

That was the very thing that hindered his analysis.

He thought of someone.

But it's unclear why that person made the move.

"Someone killed Fowlein..."

Jiang Wanwu also realized that something was wrong.

Someone took action.

In an extremely cruel way.

Huo Zizhen's scalp tingled. As a long-lived species specializing in defense, he was most afraid of this kind of attack.

Come and go without a trace.

Aihara exhaled a breath, feeling as if the filthy world had suddenly become much clearer.

After doing all this, Fu Wanghu, like a little boy who had just finished his homework, stretched out his bloodied hand and waved it towards the airship.

"Hey, wanna get down?"

Fu Wanghu smiled slightly: "You are Fuze, aren't you?"

There was also a middle-aged man on the airship. He was terrified after witnessing all of this, and even heard a voice talking to him, which made him feel cold.

"Something's not right, there's something strange here..."

At that very moment, a voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"go!"

With a whooshing sound, a helicopter soared into the sky, its cabin door open, as if welcoming him.

In a panic, Fukuzawa jumped onto the hatch without hesitation and immediately saw the miniature reactor in the cabin, and an old man covered in blood lying on it.

The severely injured Zhou Yin had fallen into a coma, but he held on to the miniature reactor with all his might, as if he would protect it even at the cost of his life.

"mission completed."

Yan Chengwu, panting heavily, said in a deep voice, "Isn't this pledge of allegiance enough?"

Fukuzawa took a breath and revealed a strange smile: "Of course, the pledge of loyalty is enough. But before that, I need you to do me a favor."

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Let's rewind five minutes.

In a side hall of Xunshan Temple, the company executives who had been cursed were receiving temporary treatment, accompanied by medical staff with professional equipment.

But as the medical staff were administering the medication to the elders, Zhou Yin exclaimed in surprise, "Something's not right!"

As the director of the Safety Coordination Bureau, he was a seasoned veteran with decades of experience, and he immediately saw the problem: "Don't inject the medication, there's something wrong with these medical staff!"

Although the elders were nearing the end of their lives, they were once seasoned hunters. They grabbed the wrists of the medical staff and crushed their wrist bones with a gentle squeeze.

The patriarchs of the Fu and Jing families stood up, swiftly dealt with the medical staff present, quickly checked the medical equipment, and frowned: "As expected, there was a problem. It was premeditated. Someone in the family has rebelled!"

It was at this moment that they looked at each other and suddenly noticed a problem.

"Where did Patriarch Yan go?"

The group exchanged glances: "This is bad!"

Zhou Yin was the first to react. He pulled out his tablet to check the situation and quickly said, "You all go protect the old chairman first; her ceremony cannot be interrupted. I'll go find Lao Yan; we absolutely cannot let this guy make a big mistake!"

Everyone here is a cunning old fox; they immediately realized what the Yan family was up to.

Back then, the company's senior executives had all tried to dabble in the secrets of the Formless Rebirth, but because of Ruan Xiangtian's tragic incident, the plan was ultimately stopped by the old chairman.

However, as everyone now knows, the ritual of rebirth without form has never ended, and some people, unable to resist the allure of the path of evolution, are preparing to take the risk.

The elders split into two groups.

A group of people went to protect the old chairman.

Zhou Yin rushed out quickly, walked through the tree-shaded path, and arrived at the side hall where the backup machine was stored.

The sewers in the distance were blown open, and there were scattered guns and ammunition everywhere. The guards stationed there had been attacked and had long since fled to who-knows-where.

The backup miniature reactor has also disappeared!

Zhou Yin coughed up blood and suddenly saw a group of people carrying a miniature reactor up the mountain path.

Yan Chengwu was prominently displayed at the very front of the group!

"Old Yan, what are you doing!"

Zhou Yin shouted loudly, his voice sharp and stern.

Upon hearing this, Yan Chengwu turned around, his expression no longer showing any sign of being cursed. He said indifferently, "I was just making the right choice... The old chairman was too weak. The path to evolution was clearly right in front of her, but she stopped it all because of Ruan Xiangtian's tragedy. Are all the sins we committed together just going to be for nothing?"

Zhou Yin gasped, his anger rising, "I, an outsider, still know the meaning of loyalty and righteousness. You are a direct descendant of the five great families, how could you do such a rebellious thing? Have you completely forgotten your oath to protect Mist Mountain?"

Facing his old friend of many years, Yan Chengwu scoffed: "Guarding the secrets of Wushan? What I'm protecting is just the less-than-honorable history of how I made my fortune. As for the survival of this city, or the lives of others, what do I care? Old Zhou, it's not too late for you to come with me now."

The secret of Fog Hill can no longer be suppressed. With the exposure of the truth, more and more people will come to this city. What we did back then will also be dug up. There will always be someone waving the banner of justice to make us pay the price.

Chairwoman Ruan is above the limit level, so she can remain unscathed. But what about us? Faced with the pressure from those people, do you think she'll deal with you to prove her innocence?

To put it bluntly, we old guys are just expendable pawns. Chairman Ruan only needs to push everything onto us old folks to protect the younger generation... In the end, the Deep Blue Alliance will still be the Deep Blue Alliance, the five major families will still be the five major families, only we will die.

Zhou Yin said coldly, "So you've become a traitor? You don't even want your own people anymore?"

"The purpose of the immortal species is to achieve immortality."

Yan Chengwu sneered, "As long as I live long enough, I will naturally have new family."

He raised his right hand and ordered, "Stop him!"

After saying that, he led his men, carrying the miniature reactor, and quickly rushed up the mountainside, their target being the helicopter on the helipad.

Zhou Yin was instantly surrounded by a group of Yan family assassins. He coldly rebuked them, "I know that Yan Chengwu has controlled your families and forced you to work for him. But do you really think that if you die here today, he will treat your families well?"

The assassins remained expressionless.

"I'm sorry, Director Zhou, we have no other choice."

The assassins advanced.

Zhou Yin remained silent for a long time, then drew a short, curved blade from his waist and muttered, "Really..."

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Deep within the temple, on the altar, Chairman Ruan stood in the center of the matrix, surrounded by more than a dozen death row inmates, their lives extinguished, now mummies.

The old chairman opened his cloudy eyes and said softly, "I see. Then you will all die together."

Her eyes were no longer tired.

Of course, the kindness and peace of the past are gone.

Only a chilling killing intent remained.

It felt like I had been transported back a hundred years in an instant.

Her peak era.

The old man raised his cane, its pure wooden shell shattering inch by inch, revealing a bright blade.

She unleashed a fierce slash from a distance.

There was a click.

The ground was covered with broken leaves.

Even the ancient trees in the dense forest were broken.

The stone Buddha statues in the temple were also broken.

It was as if the gloom in the sky had shattered.

The bright arc of the blade stretched towards the horizon, instantly catching up with the helicopter in mid-air.

Yan Chengwu sensed the chilling killing intent and quickly switched to unmanned mode. He climbed into the cabin and roared, "The old chairman has made his move! You all said you had a way to deal with her, right? Hurry up and act!"

At that very moment, the heavily injured Zhou Yin suddenly opened his eyes and said hoarsely, "Of course, you've done so much for me, so it's our turn now."

Yan Chengwu's expression suddenly froze. He looked down at his chest, where a strange insect was crawling on it.

He was stiff all over.

It was as if they had lost all ability to move.

He became a puppet.

"you……"

"Now is your final pledge of allegiance."

Fuze took a deep breath, grabbed the old man by the collar, and threw him out: "Chairman Ruan's Ghost Blade can only target one person. As long as you die, we'll be safe."

Yan Chengwu let out a desperate scream, his eyes reflecting the cold expressions of Fu Ze and Zhou Yin.

He died without ever understanding what had happened.

Then, a sharp blade flashed past.

Yan Chengwu was cut in two.

"I see."

Fu Wanghu gazed at the blood mist bursting forth on the horizon and murmured softly, "Zhou Yin, so you were the traitor all along..."

(End of this chapter)