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

Three hundred and forty core members of the Quanxing Gang were turned into mush by that army, which was like a steel ghost, within twenty minutes! The entire army was wiped out!

Ding Shian's forehead instantly broke out in large beads of cold sweat. He clenched his teeth tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms. The arrogant martial arts fanatic fighting spirit in his bones was crushed into nothingness by this absurd and brutal set of data!

He finally understood what the chilling aura he had felt outside the door meant.

In the face of a modern, well-organized national war machine, so-called "top-tier" or "heroic" individuals, if they dare to confront a nation head-on, are nothing more than enduring a few more bursts of special armor-piercing bullets!

Zhang Zhiwei and the others sitting around the octagonal table were all exceptionally shrewd and intelligent.

When they saw the expressions on Gong Qing's and the other two's faces—as if they had lost their parents and were about to be terrified—the last shred of hope in the hearts of the Old Celestial Master and the others completely collapsed.

Not a mob...

Those who died in the back mountain tonight were all genuine top-tier ruthless characters from the Quanxing faction!

Lu Ci's heart was pounding, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

He frantically warned himself: Luckily, the Lü family chose the right side! Luckily, I admitted my mistake quickly! If the Lü family had dared to rely on their thousand-year heritage to defy the state apparatus, the corpses in those black boxes on the back mountain tonight would be the Lü family's fate tomorrow!

High-orbit satellites? Multispectral radar? Kinetic energy suppression?

These old folks couldn't understand the words, but they completely understood two words—generation gap!

That was a double blow from industrial civilization and national sovereignty that no matter how much one cultivated esoteric arts, they could not overcome!

Zhuge Ming quietly observed the shock and fear on everyone's faces, picked up his teacup, and slowly took a sip, giving these people, the pinnacle of the superhuman world, ample time to process their fear.

After a moment, Zhuge Ming smiled slightly, breaking the deathly silence with a light and cheerful voice:

"I see that you all look a bit tense, but there's no need to be overly surprised."

This special campaign was planned by relevant departments for half a month in advance and involved a large amount of strategic resources, all in order to complete a swift and decisive crackdown without harming national property or disturbing the normal lives of the people.

Such a result is entirely in line with objective laws.

Zhuge Ming closed the folder and looked at everyone: "The seventy-eight people involved in the case who were arrested are currently under military control and isolation by the Provincial Military Region. They will be transferred to the judicial supervision base of Nadutong East China Region later."

Most of these people have intricate historical connections with various sects, clans, and families in the world of supernatural beings.

Here, I hope that all of you present will actively play your role as industry leaders, and in the upcoming interrogation, screening, and rehabilitation work, be pragmatic and fully assist the task force in carrying out its work.

At this point, Zhuge Ming seemed to suddenly remember something, and added with a somewhat amused expression:

"By the way, there's a woman named Xia He on the list, who is said to be one of the Four Madmen of Quanxing."

During the arrest, the on-site combat team specifically noted that the suspect was physically isolated, reportedly because he possessed an extremely special innate ability to charm and seduce.

While reviewing the case files, I paid a few extra glances at this comrade.

hum!

The old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei's hand, which was stroking his long beard, suddenly froze in mid-air!

Although the old man's expression returned to its usual calm in an instant, the intense fluctuation that flashed deep in his turbid eyes did not escape Zhuge Ming's notice.

The old celestial master let out a long, utterly powerless sigh from the bottom of his heart:

Xia He... that bewitching enchantress!

Zhang Lingyu, you traitorous disciple! My reputation in this life will be ruined by your little lover sooner or later!

In front of all ten elders, Zhuge casually singled out Xia He for a name check. This wasn't a work report; it was clearly a warning to Zhang Zhiwei! The leader held the biggest weakness of the future successor of the Celestial Master's Mansion in his hands!

"Consider it a debt I owe you..." the old Celestial Master cursed inwardly through gritted teeth. "Then I'll have to personally go to the 'Everywhere's a conduit to bail them out... What a disgrace, what a sin!"

A hint of a smile flashed in Zhuge Ming's eyes as he sat in the main seat.

He mentioned Xia He's name intentionally, of course.

Quanxing is a branch of Taoism. If it wants to smoothly advance the reform, it must have the endorsement and guarantee of Longhu Mountain, the orthodox ancestral home of Taoism.

But what kind of person is the Old Celestial Master? Ordinary interests simply cannot move this living fossil.

But as long as Zhang Lingyu has this romantic entanglement in his hands, he's not afraid that the Old Celestial Master won't obediently bring his little disciple to "report his thoughts" in the future.

Once the Celestial Master gives his approval, the grand scheme of the world of supernatural beings will be completely revitalized.

The observation room fell silent once again, each person harboring their own secrets.

The old master is worried about his disciple's bad romantic entanglements, the ten elders are amazed by the terror of the nation's weapons, and Gong Qing is plotting how to take over the mess.

However, just when everyone thought the symposium was over and ready to end—

"Reporting to the leader!!"

Another sudden, loud shout instantly jolted everyone out of their reverie!

Ding Shian suddenly stood up from his chair!

One of the two heroes, a martial arts fanatic, had a flushed face, wide eyes, and his muscles trembled slightly with extreme excitement! He didn't even care about the astonishment of the assembled leaders. He took two steps back, suddenly assumed a fighting stance, clasped his hands in a fist, and slammed his body down, respectfully performing an extremely ancient and profound martial arts salute to Zhang Zhiwei, who was in the main seat!

"Sir! I have a favor to ask!"

Ding Shian's chest heaved violently, his gaze like two sharp, tempered blades, fixed intently on the face of the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei:

"My name is Ding Shian. My reputation in the martial world is nothing to boast about! All I have ever sought in my life is to grow stronger when facing the strong, and to live even in the face of death! Tian Tong Dao Ren, you are universally recognized as a peerless master of this era, the leader of the righteous path, and an insurmountable legend in the world of extraordinary beings!"

Ding Shian's blood was boiling, and his voice made the windows of the meditation room vibrate loudly.

"This junior dares to request permission from the Celestial Master to fight! I beg the Celestial Master to use all his strength, without any reservations! Life and death are preordained, wealth and honor are determined by Heaven! If this junior is inferior in skill and dies under the Celestial Master's palm, it is because this junior's skills are insufficient, and his death will be worthy! I implore you!!"

boom!

The room erupted in uproar!

Wang Ai nearly popped her eyes out, Lü Ci's lips twitched, and Lu Jin looked at Ding Shian with an expression as if he were a madman.

The back mountain was just leveled by a modern army, more than 300 people were wiped out, and the whole room of old monsters were trembling as they studied the ideology of the system. And you, a martial arts fanatic with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually chose this critical moment to block the door and challenge the more than 100-year-old Celestial Master to a duel?!

Gong Qing was so anxious that he kept slapping his thigh, wishing he could rush up and cover his senior brother's mouth.

Meanwhile, the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei, who was sitting on the left side of the main seat, visibly looked droopy.

The old master squinted, staring intently at this clueless junior, completely lost in a state of utter absurdity—

What does this have to do with anything?!

I'm over a hundred years old! I just finished a high-level political consultative conference with the leaders, and all I could think about was how to clean up my unworthy apprentice's mess. And you, you hothead, jump out and want to fight me to the death?! Young people, don't you have any martial ethics? Don't you even have the basic morality of respecting the elderly and caring for the young?!

The old celestial master did not respond, but turned his head and looked at Zhuge Ming in the main seat with an extremely aggrieved and resentful gaze.

That expression seemed to be a silent accusation: Leader, is this acceptable? Please have some compassion for this old, retired comrade who is nearing the end of his life!