I started by slashing through the enemy's territory, and I drew so many affixes that my hands w

"Come out, everyone, stop hiding."

As Yang Hao spoke, a hidden door in the corner of the office opened, and a group of Yang family members with gloomy faces walked out. There were men, women, young and old, and they all exuded the aura of martial artists.

The highest level is the early stage of the Spirit Sea realm, and the lowest is at least the ninth level of the Mortal Realm.

Shen Ling drew her longsword, her face grim: "The Yang family really did make some kind of deal with the Church of the Gods! How dare you? Aren't you afraid of being wanted by the state?"

"Ha ha……"

Upon hearing this, Yang Hao threw his head back and laughed, a hint of madness in his voice.

"Wanted? As long as I gain power, what does it matter if I become an enemy of the country!"

"People like you who are born with talent can't possibly understand the pain of us incompetents! So what if I have billions in assets? Those martial artists still don't take me seriously. In the end, this world is all about strength!"

Jiang Qin's expression remained calm: "So you used the guise of charity to offer those ordinary people to the Pantheon in exchange for power."

The Pantheon does indeed have a way to forcibly enhance strength, which is to condense the essence within a human body and forcibly inject it into the body to elevate the martial arts realm. However, just to reach the Spirit Sea Realm, it requires the essence of thousands of lives.

It is evident how many ordinary people have been harmed by the Yang family for this.

Yang Hao stared wide-eyed, his expression crazed: "So what if it is? Those people were already doomed. Even if I hadn't handed them over to the Cult of Gods, they wouldn't have lived much longer! They can only blame themselves for being stronger than them. It's their honor to sacrifice themselves for my sake!"

"And you, too, will become the victims!"

The Yang family members looked frantic, not out of arrogance, but as a side effect of forcibly raising their cultivation level.

There is no power without a price.

Even knowing that it would cause mental instability, countless people still want to obtain this power.

"The law of the jungle, huh..." Jiang Qin murmured, a cold glint in his eyes. "Humans are not born with the right to choose how to live, they are only born with the right to choose how to die, and you have even taken away that right."

"This is really...unpleasant."

A fierce slash erupted from his fingertips, and before the Yang family members could even make a move, they were sliced ​​into pieces by the dense slashes, falling to the ground in clumps, not a single organ intact.

Su Lingwei was already used to it, so she didn't seem too surprised.

To the members of the Spirit Suppression Bureau, these people had just been about to make their move when they suddenly turned into pieces, blood splattering everywhere, staining the snow-white walls bright red, and leaving the ground covered in blood.

Seeing this scene, Shen Ling resisted the urge to vomit.

She finally understood why Zhenling Academy had sent these two people.

Even though they are both at the Spirit Sea Realm,

Even when facing an enemy several times their size,

But none of that mattered to this investigator Jiang, because he possessed overwhelming strength and didn't need to consider any consequences; he alone was enough to intimidate an entire city.

"ah--!!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the office.

It was Yang Hao's voice. At this moment, his limbs were broken, his face was full of terror, and he had recovered from that frenzied state.

Jiang Qin deliberately spared his life, stood up and looked down at him as if he were an ant, his eyes indifferent, and said: "Tell me the whereabouts of the cultists, and I can give you a quick death."

The Fengyue Group was just a side project; the Cult of Gods was his main target for this trip.

Yang Hao opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

At that moment, on the rooftop of a building a hundred meters away, a man shrouded in darkness aimed a sniper rifle at Yang Hao's head and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang—"

A specially designed armor-piercing bullet was fired from the barrel at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Just as it was about to hit the target.

A hand blocked the bullet's trajectory.

The armor-piercing bullet pierced Jiang Qin's palm, but its trajectory was deviated as a result, and it struck the floor, embedding itself deeply.

A trickle of blood flowed from his palm.

This was the first time Su Lingwei had seen him injured, and she immediately asked worriedly, "Your hand..."

"It's nothing, just a minor injury."

As Jiang Qin finished speaking, [Mysterious Serpent's Resurrection] was activated.

The bullet wound in his palm healed quickly, returning to normal in the blink of an eye, as if he had never been injured.

"You guys continue questioning this guy, I'm going to chase after that rat in the shadows."

The words were spoken.

His figure transformed into lightning, soaring through the air towards the direction from which the bullets were coming.

Upon seeing that Jiang Qin could still fly, the members of the Pantheon, who were hiding on the rooftop in the distance, were terrified. They didn't even bother to grab their guns and rushed downstairs as fast as they could.

But for Jiang Qin, 100 meters is just a fleeting moment.

The next second, before the man could even run down, a hand grabbed his neck tightly.

"Tell me, where are the rest of the rats hiding?"

"I will never betray my God!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qin expressionlessly picked up a piece of gravel from the ground and forcefully smashed it into his groin.

A chilling scream rang out, its sound piercing and penetrating.

Stubborn?

Today I'll see if your mouth is tough or your balls are tough!

Seeing that Jiang Qin was going to come again, he quickly changed his mind:

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

"The rest of them are in the basement of the Black Soil Orphanage on the outskirts of the city. Really, I'm not lying to you!"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Jiang Qin mercifully snapped his neck.

It then sped off towards the outskirts of the city at an extremely high speed.

Although it's called the suburbs, it's not actually that far; it's only ten kilometers from the city center.

The city is called Black Soil City because the land here is unsuitable for human habitation, resulting in a very small city area, which is less than half the size of Shanghai.

Heitu Orphanage is the largest orphanage in Heitu City, housing more than 5,000 orphans ranging in age from infants to eighteen.

From a distance, the entire orphanage looks no different from a school.

A three-meter-high wall surrounded the entire orphanage. Apart from the main gate, there was no other way out. When Jiang Qin arrived above the orphanage, he could still see a large group of children running and playing in the playground at the back.

Everything looked so peaceful, it didn't seem like the hideout of the Pantheon at all.

Did that guy lie to him?

...

Inside one of the buildings of the Black Soil Orphanage.

A female teacher in charge of education was washing her hands after using the restroom. She looked up at the mirror, her pupils contracted sharply, and she was about to scream when a hand covered her mouth.

Jiang Qin pulled out his badge. "I'm an investigator from the Spirit Suppression Bureau. Can you please keep quiet?"

The female teacher glanced at the ID, hesitated, and then nodded.

She released her grip, but didn't scream; she just looked tense.

Jiang Qin began by asking, "How long have you been working at this orphanage?"

"3, 3 years."

"Hmm, did you notice anything strange during that time, like children going missing every now and then, or any suspicious people around?"

The female teacher thought about it for a moment, and then actually nodded.

She voiced a question that had been buried deep in her heart for three years...