One person said: The essence of Wuhou Qimen lies not in Qimen, but in Wuhou.

Looking at the dark gun barrel and feeling the terrifying, overwhelming power within the other party, Dou Mei's defenses completely crumbled.

She knew that if she dared to move again, she would follow in Shen Chong's footsteps in the next second!

"Don't shoot! I surrender!!"

Dou Mei very straightforwardly dissipated all the remaining Qi in her body, and very consciously put her hands behind her head, smoothly squatting down on the ground with a "plop". The whole set of movements was smooth and flawless.

"Whoosh."

A specially made tranquilizer dart was precisely embedded in her upper arm.

Before Dou Mei could even exhale, her eyes rolled back and she fell into a deep sleep.

"Target captured, unable to resist."

……

【The Hunt 4: The Bone-Scraping Knife - Xia He】

A pink figure was running for its life in the mountains and forests.

Xia He's breathing was rapid and disordered, and her usually languid and alluring face was now filled with panic and confusion.

She fled in the direction of the main hall of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

In her subconscious, it seemed that only the cold-faced but warm-hearted, old-fashioned and arrogant white-haired Taoist priest Zhang Lingyu could protect her on this crazy night.

Xia He gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly.

"call!"

A sudden whooshing sound filled the air!

A dark figure descended like a divine warrior, delivering a fierce tactical elbow strike directly to her back's defensive barrier!

"ah--!"

Xia He let out a cry and rolled several meters across the grass in a disheveled state, her hair in disarray.

When she propped herself up and saw the heavily armed soldiers slowly approaching, she was completely stunned:

"Special forces?! That kind of stuff only happens in TV dramas... how could it appear in a factional war in the world of supernatural beings?!"

"Bang!"

The soldier gave her no time to think and fired a tranquilizer dart!

Xia He dodged awkwardly with a side somersault, panting heavily.

At that moment, the special forces soldier raised his hand to press down on his earpiece and coldly reported to the rear:

"Reporting to command, we have made contact with target Xia He. The target's Qi is extremely corrosive and is attempting to passively interfere with our nerves and sense of desire."

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of light appeared deep in Xia He's eyes.

Can it be interfered with? No normal adult male can escape the control of her innate superpower of "lust"!

Xia He slowly straightened up, and even though her clothes were disheveled, her every smile and frown still exuded endless charm.

She lightly bit her thin lips, and a rich, pinkish aura rose from her body. Her voice was so soft and sweet that it could melt one's bones.

"Soldier...why are you being so rough? We're all compatriots, why fight like this? Please let me go! I'll pretend I never saw you tonight...I'll do anything you ask as long as you let me go..."

As she spoke, she pushed her alluring energy to its limit, sending strands of pink spider silk frantically drilling into the special forces soldier's seven orifices!

However, the response from the channel the next second, and every word uttered by the soldier, sent a chill down Xia He's spine—

The soldier didn't even flinch; he simply pulled back the bolt of his assault rifle and reported into his earpiece in a mechanical tone, as if carrying out an execution:

"The target is currently engaging in sustained psychological attacks, which is deemed a futile resistance. Request immediate tactical elimination!"

Clear?!

Shoot him outright?!

The woman's sixth sense and extreme fear of death completely shattered all the pride and scheming of this "Four Madmen of the Whole Sex" in that instant!

As the dark muzzle of the gun locked onto her heart, Xia He felt a chill run down her spine, and she screamed with all her might:

"I was wrong! I surrender! I'm not resisting anymore!!"

With incredible speed, she forcefully severed all the pink Qi within her body. Like a frightened quail, she covered her head with her hands, curled up into a tiny, obedient ball, and squatted down on the ground, her eyes red-rimmed and her voice trembling with tears.

"Don't shoot! I really surrender! I'm a law-abiding citizen! Spare my life, sir!!"

"Smack."

The cool tactical anesthetic needle pierced the skin of her neck slightly.

A wave of intense drowsiness washed over Xia He, blurring her vision. Before collapsing completely to the ground, she vaguely heard the cold-blooded warrior's final report:

"The target has an extremely strong will to survive and has been subdued. Their superpower is of a special high-risk type of mental pollution. It is recommended that they wear a high-specification Qi-suppressing suit and apply for single-person isolation and transfer... The main force of Quanxing in the back mountain has been cleared out."

……

The night was deep and the wind was biting.

The ancient, dense forest behind Longhu Mountain, beyond the reach of human eyes, has long been completely shrouded by a celestial net woven from extremely sophisticated modern technology and Xuanmen weapon crafting.

In near-Earth orbit tens of thousands of meters above the ground, a comprehensive sensing experimental satellite codenamed "Tianji Zhoutian" is locking the coordinates of Longhushan in geostationary orbit.

This groundbreaking instrument, personally spearheaded by Zhuge Ming and combining the Wuhou School's Qimen Dunjia divination techniques with cutting-edge quantum radar, sparked considerable controversy when it was first approved within a research conference.

However, on the day of the final review and vote on the project approval, Zhuge Ming only left a cold note on the whiteboard: "Having a sword in hand and not using it is a different matter from not having a sword in hand."

National sovereignty and the safety of the people are never based on moral trust in outlaws.

……

At this moment, the satellite's Qi perturbation spectrum penetrated the thick ionosphere and the surging sea of ​​clouds, accurately converting every wisp of rebellious and violent supernatural energy fluctuation emanating from the entire back mountain into red light spots with tactical markings, which were then transmitted in real time to the ground-air integrated terminal.

The stealthy tiltrotor aircraft in the air suppressed all engine noise, while thermal imagers and Qi-breaking goggles sliced ​​the dense forest into countless tactical grids.

Faced with this ruthless national war machine, those self-proclaimed extraordinary and reclusive outlaws who gathered in the mountains were no longer just gangsters from the moment they stepped into the back mountains, but rather sets of "high-risk hidden danger data" to be processed.

An 18-member "nail-pulling" special operations team, composed of elite personnel from various theater commands of the military, transforms into the most lethal minimally invasive scalpel in the night under the guidance of the tactical final control system.

There were no rules of the martial arts world, no sectarian feuds, and not even a single unnecessary negotiation.

This obstacle-clearing operation, codenamed "Pulling the Nails," had a procedure in its manual that was so concise it was almost cruel: when faced with a target, there were only two outcomes: anyone who lay on the ground with their head in their hands and lost the will to resist would be immediately injected with a specially made high-concentration nerve block anesthetic to directly strip away their consciousness; anyone who was radiating energy and exhibiting an aggressive posture would not be warned or persuaded, but would be physically removed on the spot with large-caliber energy-disrupting ammunition.

Throughout the entire cleanup process, there was absolutely no intermediate variable of "injured resistance".

If they do not surrender, all that awaits them is the same five words uniformly marked in the cause of death column: acute iron poisoning.

Those Quanxing elders and reclusive villains who lurked in deep caves and shadowy ancient trees, whose names were never fully recorded in the records of extraordinary people, were silently wiped out in this mountain forest before they could even unleash the evil killing moves they had painstakingly cultivated for decades, in the face of absolute information gap and dimensional reduction attack.

……