SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

One month later.

The city of Yu was shrouded in torrential rain under the cover of night.

Inside an abandoned factory, the blood-stained ground was being relentlessly washed by a torrential downpour, the stench of blood mingling with the dampness of the rain in the air.

A figure in a Zhen'e Ting uniform approached quickly, holding an umbrella, and bowed respectfully.

"Chief Qinghe, the team is assembled. Shall we return to the capital now?"

"Yes, let's set off immediately." Qinghe's voice was calm, but his gaze swept into the depths of the rain.

After the visitor left, Qinghe looked at the torrential rain pouring down overhead and a strange unease suddenly welled up in his heart.

He chuckled lightly, self-deprecatingly, "Is the rain too heavy? Where does this palpitation come from?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than several piercing screams rang out in the rainy night!

The subordinate who had just left suddenly stopped in his tracks, and the blood that had splattered from his neck was instantly washed away by the rain.

He fell to the ground with a thud not far from Qinghe, his eyes still filled with resentment.

Qinghe's pupils contracted sharply, and his longsword was drawn with a "whoosh".

The aura of the seventh-level initial stage erupted instantly, and the rain around him was scattered by the shockwave!

He stared at the three gray-robed figures that had suddenly appeared before him, his killing intent chilling.

"Have the people in the central leadership finally lost their temper?"

The gray-robed man in the middle spoke with a mocking voice: "Chief Qinghe, I have some good news for you first."

"All your men are dead."

The gray-robed man on the right said coldly, "Give up resistance, and we will spare you from death and physical suffering."

"Kill me?" Qinghe's voice grew even colder. "Since you dared to come, be prepared to leave your life behind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the longsword flashed a cold light in the rainy night, piercing towards the throat of the gray-robed man in the middle like lightning!

"Clang!"

The thunderous sound of the giant axe colliding with the longsword made the ground tremble slightly!

The gray-robed man in the middle blocked the attack with his axe, shouting angrily, "Overestimating yourselves! Attack together, and take them alive!"

Three auras of the initial seventh-level realm erupted simultaneously, surrounding Qinghe completely.

The gray-robed man on the left swung his curved sword, the wind from the blade carrying rain as it sliced ​​towards Qinghe's neck.

The gray-robed man on the right swung out a chain, the iron chain with sharp spikes locking onto Qinghe's wrist.

The gray-robed man in the middle gripped an axe with both hands, and smashed the heavy axe into Qinghe's chest. The explosive sound of the axe blade tearing through the air drowned out the sound of the rain!

Qinghe spun rapidly, his longsword flashing three times as he simultaneously deflected three weapons.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sounds of swords clashing with axes and knives echoed through the rain, and Qinghe's figure moved like a ghost amidst the three attackers.

He thrust his sword at the gray-robed man on his right, but the man used chains to bind the sword.

Immediately afterward, the left scimitar slashed down, and the axe wind grazed his back, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound that instantly soaked through his uniform!

"puff--"

Qinghe grunted and thrust his longsword out again, precisely piercing the chest of the gray-robed man in the middle!

But the opponent ignored his wounds and smashed Qinghe's shoulder hard with his giant axe!

With a "crack" sound, Qinghe's shoulder instantly deformed!

He endured the excruciating pain, swung his longsword horizontally, and severed the arm of the gray-robed man on the right at the shoulder!

But the curved blade on the left also struck his waist and abdomen at the same time, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

A moment later, Qinghe knelt on the ground, leaning on his sword. The rain washed away the wounds on his body, and blood flowed into a small stream beneath him.

His consciousness gradually blurred, but he saw three figures approaching step by step.

At the last moment, a smile appeared on Qinghe's lips: Chief Ting, wait for me...

The blue crane has come down to join your conquest...

With a "bang," he collapsed completely into the blood.

The gray-robed man in the middle clutched the piercing wound in his chest, his face grim: "Everyone said he had to live! Is there any way to save him?"

The gray-robed man on the left checked Qinghe's breathing and breathed a sigh of relief: "He's still breathing."

"Take him away and notify Elder Ge to prepare a medical team. Don't let this delay the King's plans!"

The gray-robed man on the right said coldly, "You all go first, I'll deal with the corpses outside."

After the three left, a tall figure slowly appeared in the factory yard.

Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, Xiong Hei said in a deep voice, "Qinghe, even if I wanted to save you, I am powerless to do so."

"Including those three from before, there are now five seventh-tier Awakened individuals gathered here..."

He sneered, and two gray tail wings suddenly unfolded behind him.

"I wonder who the real evil is." The figure gradually disappeared into the rain.

……

On the outskirts of Jiangcheng, a desolate plain was shrouded in night.

Suddenly, a vast and powerful domain of ice swept over them.

As the cold wind howled, the central area of ​​the wasteland was instantly frozen, and even the air seemed to freeze solid.

Immediately afterwards, several towering pillars of fire suddenly erupted from beneath the ice.

The crimson flames illuminated the entire wasteland as bright as day, and the ice crackled and shattered under the flames.

Standing in the center of the intertwined ice and fire, Lin Mu felt the surging power within his body, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up: "I've recovered seventy percent of my strength."

He clenched his fist: "That's enough. Even if it's a mid-stage seventh-tier cultivator, it's no longer a threat to me at my current level."

10:00 in the evening.

The silence of the Zhen'erting Building was shattered by a loud bang!

"Bang!" A sharp arrow pierced through the heavy glass door and embedded itself in the wall of the hall!

The guards' pupils constricted, and they rushed outside, only to find no one there.

The members of the Zhen'e Ting on the first floor of the building gathered around upon hearing the noise, looking at the arrows on the wall with suspicion, and an inexplicable tension filled the air.

The heavy atmosphere inside the 32nd-floor room made it hard to breathe.

Feng Xi frowned, her voice filled with anxiety: "Qinghe lost contact an hour ago, and the surveillance cameras in the abandoned factory in Yucheng were all cut off two hours ago."

"Ning Mo, they can't wait any longer." She stood up and walked towards the door. "I'm going to Yucheng now."

"Yucheng is so big, where are you going to look?" Ning Mo called out to her in a deep voice.

"The Chief of the Yucheng Commander-in-Chief is from the Zhen'e Ting clan and has already identified the suspect vehicle."

"Bang!" The door was suddenly pushed open, and the two of them frowned at the same time.

Ning Mo said coldly, "What's the matter that you're in such a panic?"

"Chief Ning Mo, Chief Feng Xi! An arrow just pierced the main gate, with a note tied to it..."

Before the person could finish speaking, Feng Xi had already snatched the note.

The moment she saw the handwriting, a murderous glint flashed in her eyes, and she slammed the note onto Ning Mo's desk.

"They've stopped even acting!"

Ning Mo picked up the note, and nine large characters immediately caught his eye: [Yu City, Abandoned Black Iron Prison]

The next second, gray mist surged around him, and the note was instantly swallowed up.

Ning Mo's eyes were icy: "This is a dead end we have no choice but to face."

"So? You're scared?" Feng Xi looked directly into his eyes.

"Too many people will only increase casualties, so let's go with just the two of us."

Feng Xi's expression gradually relaxed, and a slight smile appeared on her lips: "I thought you were scared."

"Zhen'e Court, fear nothing." Ning Mo walked up to her, his expression solemn: "Remember to make arrangements for your affairs after you're gone."