The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

It's 11:40 PM.

On the Jiangcheng Outer Ring Expressway, all toll stations simultaneously turned on red lights.

"The entire road is closed. All vehicles must pull over to the right, turn off their engines, and wait for further instructions."

This line of text scrolls across the electronic screen.

More than thirty cars were stuck on the ramp, all the traffic lights in front and behind were off, and only the blue light on the roof of the warning vehicle was turning.

Inside a white SUV, the middle-aged driver rolled down the window and peered ahead.

"Master, what's going on?"

The young girl in the back seat spoke in a strained voice.

"Were you in a car accident?"

"It doesn't look like it."

The driver frowned.

"Look at those people."

Two hundred meters ahead, a dozen or so people in black combat uniforms were pulling up barricades.

Their movements were extremely fast and their teamwork was seamless; they were more like soldiers than traffic police.

"exercise?"

The girl took out her phone to take a picture.

The phone had just been raised.

Suddenly, a patch of the sky in the distance darkened.

It's not a cloud.

It was a boundless expanse of black, spreading in from the northwest horizon.

The driver's hands slipped on the steering wheel.

The temperature is dropping.

The air conditioner was on with the heater, but the inside of the car windows started to fog up.

"Lock the door."

The driver said in a low voice.

He himself didn't know why he said that.

……

The Shen family villa in the western suburbs of Jiangcheng.

There was a knock on the courtyard gate.

The moment Uncle Liu opened the iron gate, he saw a familiar face.

Chen Feng.

The deputy captain of the Tian Shu Jiangcheng branch had his right arm wrapped in bandages and his face was ashen.

"I want to see Chief Minister Lu."

Uncle Liu didn't move.

"It's this late, everyone should be..."

"It's extremely urgent."

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, squeezing out each word through the gaps between his teeth.

"Two A-level anomalies arrived on the outskirts of Jiangcheng within thirty minutes, both heading in this direction."

Uncle Liu's expression changed.

He turned around and walked quickly inside.

Two minutes later.

Lu Chen stood on the stone path in the courtyard.

Chen Feng stood in front of him, bending over at a fifteen-degree angle.

"Mr. Lu, all our forces have been deployed to the outer perimeter, but according to the data from the last battle report, our psionic weapons are ineffective against targets of this level..."

He paused for a moment.

"I can't hold on."

Tian Shu never asks for help.

But not today.

There are three million people in the city.

Lu Chen looked at him, his single eye devoid of anything else.

"Two?"

"Yes, one is heading towards Changhe, and another towards Liangdu. They are expected to arrive at the same time."

Lu Chen nodded.

He turned around and raised his chin towards the shadows.

Four shadows emerged silently from behind the pillars.

Wearing a dark red Taoist robe and carrying two swords on his back.

Chen Feng's pupils contracted.

"Wait a moment!"

He took half a step forward, his voice urgent.

"Chief Lu, this time there are two! Not just one! And they're A-level anomalies!"

Lu Chen had already turned around and walked back.

"sufficient."

Two words, and his figure disappeared into the depths of the corridor.

Chen Feng stood still, his lips moving slightly.

sufficient?

Four people are enough against two half-step Ghost Kings?

He took a deep breath; there was no time to think.

"Walk!"

……

Temporary command post on the northern outer ring road of Jiangcheng.

Three Tian Shu chariots were parked under the overpass.

Sixteen fully armed agents were positioned along a 200-meter defensive line, their psionic rifles fully charged and their heavy psionic cannons mounted on high ground.

Qin Yuan stood at the front, his short sword drawn.

Behind him lay the entire city of Jiangcheng.

How many people came?

He turned to ask Chen Feng, who had just gotten off the bus.

Chen Feng was silent for a second.

"Four."

Qin Yuan turned his head.

Four young men in dark red Taoist robes walked out from behind the chariot, their steps neither hurried nor slow.

Qin Yuan's temple throbbed.

Zhao Yue, standing next to him, immediately looked dejected.

"Four? Just four?"

"I'm not even confident enough with twenty men carrying heavy equipment, and you're sending me four?"

Zhao Yue lowered his voice and roared at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng did not respond.

He wasn't sure either.

But Lu Chen said that was enough.

Lin Xue ran over, her face pale, clutching her tablet.

"Three kilometers away! Both are slowing down simultaneously, forming!"

Just then, the wind stopped.

A chill swept through the entire venue!

The water on the ground froze and spread from afar towards this side at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Inside the car parked on the overpass, the middle-aged driver was already trembling.

He could see the sky ahead through the windshield.

Two enormous dark shadows rose from either side of the horizon.

The one on the left is five meters tall, shaped like a skeleton, with two horns on its head and its body shrouded in black mist.

The one on the right is even more terrifying.

It has no fixed shape, like a mass of flowing flesh and blood, with countless mouths opening and closing on its body, emitting wails that rise and fall.

"mom……"

The girl in the back seat's voice completely changed.

"What is that! What is that thing?!"

The driver wanted to start the car.

My hands are shaking, I can't insert the key.

In a car next to them, a man simply pushed open the door and ran away.

After running three steps, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

Some onlookers in the distance were screaming, some were filming videos, and some were collapsing to the ground with their legs weak.

The spiritual pressure of the two half-step demon kings was released simultaneously.

Qin Yuan felt an invisible hand pressing down on his chest.

"Fire!"

He yelled it out.

Sixteen psionic rifles fired simultaneously.

The blue light bullet struck the bone-shaped demon king on the left, creating a shower of sparks.

The Ghost King didn't even flinch.

The heavy psionic cannon fired.

The beam of light struck the mass of flesh on the right, tearing a gap in its surface.

One second later, the gap healed.

Zhao Yue charged forward with his sword and slashed down with all his might.

The Bone-Shaped Demon King raised a claw and casually flicked it.

Zhao Yue was sent flying backward, crashing into a bread truck parked on the side of the road.

"Zhao Yue!"

Qin Yuan roared.

The flesh-and-blood demon king on the right opened its countless mouths and let out a unified roar.

The three detectives coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

The defenses are crumbling.

Qin Yuan gripped the short knife, the veins on his forehead almost bursting.

Four seconds.

From the start of the battle to the collapse, it only took four seconds.

"We can't withdraw."

Qin Yuan glanced back at the city lights behind him, his teeth grinding together.

Just then.

Four dark red figures walked past him.

The pace was exactly the same as before.

The leading disciple walked three steps ahead of Qin Yuan and stopped.

He turned his head and glanced at Qin Yuan.

A very young face, in his early twenties, with calm eyes and brows.

"Step back."

Only two words.

Then he faced forward.

The four stood side by side, gripping the hilts of their swords behind their backs.

The two half-step ghost kings sensed something and stopped in their tracks at the same time.

Their blood-red gazes locked onto the four dark red figures.

"Clang!"

All four magic swords were drawn simultaneously.

The sword gleamed in the night, a dark red like blood.

……

Three kilometers away, a black SUV was parked on the hillside.

The third brother put down the binoculars.

"interesting."

The fourth brother sat cross-legged on the roof of the car, closing his eyes to sense the surroundings.

"Four people? Just four people trying to stop two half-step Ghost Kings?"

The third brother's lips curled up.

"Let's see how strong their cards really are."

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze piercing through the night to the four dark red lights in the distance.

"What if they can't hold on..."

The fourth brother opened his eyes.

"Then tonight, the Shen family will be our meal."