As spiritual energy revived, I, having acquired certain attributes, gradually ascended to immortalit

Chapter 126 The Supernatural Being Who Doesn't Seem to Be Alive

"Little Japan?"

The moment those three words were uttered, the aura of the crowd, which had been somewhat restrained, became completely sharp, and their eyes were filled with blatant killing intent.

They showed no mercy when they attacked.

The leader was immediately locked onto by several auras and was eventually snatched away by Wang Beishan.

Shen Qing also set his sights on one person, whose most obvious sign of desire, representing the five poisons, was the desire above his head, especially the strong anger.

He was also a seventh-rank supernatural being.

"Baka!"

The Japanese man targeted by Shen Qing was named Yamada, and he was responsible for covering the rear of the team.

What he enjoys most is seeing the expressions of despair on the faces of people who thought they could survive.

The feeling of having control over the lives of others is wonderful, so wonderful that he is willing to sacrifice his own soul and spirit just to become stronger.

Now, even though he was surrounded, a mere eighth-rank official dared to launch an attack on him.

The other party is very young. To be able to get among so many seventh-rank individuals, he must be a prodigy or some important figure.

Since that's the case, if they dare to launch an attack on him, he will definitely let them know what pain is, and let these Chinese people know it too.

Killing him will come at a price!

"Whoosh!"

Yamada drew his long sword, a flash of cold light passing through it, and looked at Shen Qing's incoming fist with even more disdain.

A mere eighth-rank Dharmakaya thinks it can block his magic weapon "Ichiichi Dojiro"?

This is the final masterpiece of their renowned sword-making master in Japan. Below the seventh rank, without the protection of Yuan energy, everything is like cutting tofu in front of the sword!

Thinking of this, Yamada's lips curled into an uncontrollable grin, as if he could already see Shen Qing wailing in agony after his arm was chopped off.

Suddenly, a flash of golden light appeared.

That was the light emanating from Shen Qing's fist. His fist collided with the blade, but instead of the expected slicing and cutting, it was not as swift as he had imagined.

With a sharp "crack," the sword snapped in Yamada's horrified gaze.

The fragments of the blade spun out and landed on the ground, embedding themselves directly in the ground. They were indeed sharp enough, but they didn't even cut Shen Qing's skin.

Yamada stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered.

But the next second, he regained his senses and felt a tremendous force coming from the hilt of the knife, as if a speeding car was crashing into him.

After using his golden energy to destroy the blade, Shen Qing's fist slammed towards Yamada's face.

"Bang!"

Everything went black, and Yamada instantly lost consciousness. His headless corpse swayed and fell to the ground.

He couldn't understand why he was instantly killed by an eighth-rank official before he died.

At this moment, Shen Qing also looked puzzled, shaking his right hand, which was stained with black blood—the feeling from the other person's head seemed a bit off.

The blood was black too.

[Slay demons, cast a spell (soul possession), obtain the entry "Curse of Anguish (Green, Side Stories)"]

[Curse/Witchcraft: When a curse or witchcraft strikes, the curse will backfire. In Yuzhang, there are witches who can use magic to curse people, driving them mad. When harmed by curses, witchcraft, or poison, a force of resistance arises within the body, returning a portion of the curse's power to the caster.]

A curse?

Shen Qing was taken aback. He looked down at the headless corpse that was still bleeding black blood. It was different from the two Japanese men he had killed last time.

This time, they were actually judged to be demons?

In the brief moment he was distracted, all the other Japanese were killed, leaving only three alive for interrogation.

There were many corpses lying haphazardly on the storage yard. When the searchlight swept across them, each one died a more gruesome death than the last. Some had their heads blown off, some had their bodies torn apart, and some had unusually smooth decapitations.

It can only be said that Shen Qing's title of "Rakshasa" is somewhat unjust.

Someone kicked the nearest corpse in disgust and suddenly said, "These little Japanese devils, have they gone mad?"

This question raised the doubts of everyone present.

Although the other party probably knew that the Binhai City base was currently in a weakened state, they did not know that the top 100 supernatural beings of the Xia Kingdom's Bureau of Extraordinary Management were gathered here for internal selection.

Even so, Xia is still a major world power, and the other side is so arrogant as to send a small team to infiltrate.

If it were just a few individual spies infiltrating, that would be understandable, since it's a covert operation. But what we're seeing now is practically a combat team.

"Among the twenty supernatural beings, the lowest rank is eighth grade, and there are even five at the seventh grade."

After counting them briefly, everyone was somewhat surprised.

Regardless of how luxurious the configuration is, this behavior is a blatant provocation against a major power.

Even the Western University across the ocean, whose combat teams might bully some small countries, wouldn't dare to come to Xia Kingdom so openly.

Or rather, no other country would dare to do this, but this little Japan does.

"The Japanese have really gone mad."

"Is it possible that with the revival of spiritual energy, they're once again considering gambling on the nation's fate?"

Someone casually remarked that this statement was actually somewhat laughable, as the Xia Kingdom of today is not what it used to be.

Leaving aside science and technology, apart from Xida University, other countries are far behind.

In terms of sheer numbers and the number of supernatural beings born, what right does that tiny island of Japan have to compare with them?

In terms of supernatural abilities alone, they are absolutely confident that they are number one in top-tier combat power, even surpassing the Indians next door whose numbers have already exceeded theirs.

Although the other side has a large number of people, it has a lot of internal conflicts, such as caste and race.

If a supernatural being is born from an ordinary person, they either die or are absorbed by those above them, but they are just cannon fodder.

The deputy director in Tibet has the most authority to speak on this matter, since he often clashes with those Indians at the border.

The problem is that India can't possibly send five seventh-rank officials to their deaths all at once.

This is truly baffling.

Given the situation in Japan, I'm afraid they've sent out half of the seventh-rank officials from their home country, haven't they?

I don't understand what the other party's intention is at all. It's not like they have so many Rank 7s that they don't care about these five.

That's completely unreasonable.

Shen Qing didn't participate in the discussion; he was still thinking back to the information he had just seen in the entry.

He suddenly stepped forward, squatted down, and pulled off the helmet visor of a Japanese man. It was not a normal human face—it was withered and emaciated, with skin clinging to the bones.

This doesn't even look like a living person.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was taken aback at first, then went to check the other Japanese people, one by one—and they all had similar characteristics.

"Isn't this a normal supernatural being?"

The same thought instantly arose in everyone's mind.

But this is beyond their capabilities; the research department needs to send someone to conduct the research.

Soon, people from the logistics department arrived and began cleaning up the scene, packing up the bodies and taking them away. They thought that Shen Qing and the others were no longer involved.

Suddenly, a logistics staff member found Chen Chen, who was with the team, and asked him to go back together.

"When did you join the logistics department?"

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow.

Chen Chen chuckled and tried to brush it off, but Shen Qing interrupted him, saying, "Alright, it's getting late. I'll go back and rest for a while too."

He looked at Chen Chen, "What, this won't affect you, will it?"