High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

"die."

Shen Chang'an's eyes were indifferent, and his free right hand suddenly reached out.

"Splash—"

A jet-black iron chain formed from pure black flames shot out from his palm, instantly spanning a distance of more than ten meters, and precisely wrapped around the tribulation cloud spear that had pinned the demon puppet to death.

Shen Chang'an tensed his arm muscles and suddenly pulled backward!

"Whoosh!"

The heavy spear rose from the ground, transforming into a streak of black light and flying back into his hand.

Almost at the same instant he gripped the gun barrel, Shen Chang'an's figure left an afterimage in place, and he rushed straight towards the thick mound of earth that trapped the Fifth Realm Demon Puppet, like a raging black dragon.

"Burn it clean!"

Shen Chang'an poured all his spiritual power into the spear without reservation. Black flames were rapidly compressed on the dark red spear tip. Then, he thrust the spear fiercely at the hard mound of earth!

"BOOM—!!!"

The spear pierced through the earthen wall as easily as piercing tofu, and the violent black flames exploded directly inside the mound!

The piercing roar lasted only half a second before abruptly ceasing.

The terrifying heat instantly burned the thick soil into a crystal-clear glass, and the originally tenacious fifth-realm demonic puppet was completely burned into nothingness under the ravages of the black flames.

The towering black flames swept wildly in all directions. Even the isolation barrier that Shen Chang'an had set up in advance began to flicker violently under the scorching heat of this terrifying temperature. Its surface was covered with fine cracks, as if it would collapse completely at any moment.

Shen Chang'an slowly sheathed his spear, his chest rising and falling slightly.

He glanced at the charred remains and rubble scattered on the ground, preparing to dispel the barrier.

Just then, the barrier, which was on the verge of breaking, suddenly rippled like water, then expanded outwards, and a crack appeared out of nowhere.

Accompanied by a series of hurried footsteps, Lao Zhao, wearing a black trench coat, led a team of fully armed logistics personnel in quickly.

"Wow! Good grief..."

As soon as Old Zhao entered, he was so overwhelmed by the terrifying heat and the mess on the ground that he took a half step back.

He glanced at the flattened bungalows, then at Shen Chang'an standing in the middle of the ruins, and his lips twitched: "Did you detonate a miniature missile here? Making such a commotion."

"no way."

Shen Chang'an flipped his wrist and put Jieyun back into the guitar case, his tone tinged with weariness and helplessness.

"Four evil cultivators at the fourth realm, plus a bunch of human puppets and demon puppets, and a mutated demonic puppet at the fifth realm. There were too many of them, and I was carrying someone in my arms, so it was really difficult to spare them all. Kill them all."

"Hiss—four fourth-realm demonic puppets plus one fifth-realm demonic puppet?"

Old Zhao gasped. Such a formidable force could wipe out an entire town in a normal district. He patted Shen Chang'an on the shoulder, indicating complete understanding: "Killing them is fine. To escape unscathed from this lineup is already an anomaly. Any other Lantern Bearer would be collecting their corpses tonight."

Old Zhao turned around and waved to the logistics team behind him: "Get to work! Collect all the debris at the scene that shows signs of spiritual energy fluctuations. Don't miss any clues!"

After giving instructions to his men, Old Zhao's gaze fell on the girl in the school uniform that Shen Chang'an was holding in his left arm.

"This is?"

Old Zhao frowned.

Shen Chang'an carefully handed Li Xiwan, who was still unconscious, to Lao Zhao, a hint of self-reproach flashing in his eyes: "She's my classmate. Last night in Beiyuan Community, I was careless when I was chasing the rat demon. I wasn't wearing a hood, and a sniper in the shadows saw my face. They didn't dare to bother me, so they followed the trail and kidnapped my classmate, intending to use her to refine a demon puppet."

"It was my mistake that dragged ordinary people down with me."

Shen Chang'an sighed.

Old Zhao steadily took Li Xiwan from him. Looking at the girl's pale face and the remaining rune marks on her forehead, his expression also became solemn.

"I see. These lunatics are really going to have no bottom line anymore."

Old Zhao comforted him.

"It's not your fault. No one can stop a rat hiding in the sewers. Leave her to me. I'll immediately send her to the medical department of the Night Town for a full psychological and physical examination, and I'll also do some memory fading to ensure she doesn't remember anything when she wakes up."

"Um."

Shen Chang'an nodded.

"Alright, you should go home and take a shower and get some rest. I'll keep an eye on things here. The intelligence team will investigate the backgrounds of these evil cultivators tonight, and the results will be sent to your phone first thing tomorrow morning."

Old Zhao urged.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Shen Chang'an did not refuse; he did indeed need to go back and calm the surging spiritual energy within him. He slung his guitar case over his shoulder, and with a flash, disappeared into the night.

......

Watching Shen Chang'an leave, Lao Zhao immediately adopted a decisive and efficient demeanor, and began to direct the logistics team in an orderly manner.

"Quickly! Set up a perimeter fence around the barrier and seal off all the surrounding alleys!"

Standing before the ruins, Old Zhao expertly pulled out his walkie-talkie and made a routine report to the local police department: "Yes, this is the urban village area. The official story is: the self-built bungalow collapsed due to years of neglect, causing a load-bearing wall to break. Fortunately, no one was inside at the time, and there were no injuries. Send a few excavators tomorrow to level this place."

"besides!"

Old Zhao turned and pointed to the corpses of the evil cultivators and the remains of the puppets on the ground: "Put all these bits of flesh and bone into specially made body bags and transport them back to the autopsy room on the third basement floor of the Zhenye Division branch! I want to see which kind of deity dares to cause such a commotion in Qingzhou District!"

After arranging all the floor cleaning work, Lao Zhao looked down at Li Xiwan, who was being held in his arms and breathing weakly.

We dared not delay in the slightest.

"Where's the medical helicopter? Land it immediately!"

Old Zhao, carrying Li Xiwan, quickly boarded the black helicopter parked in an open space not far away.

With the roar of the propellers, the helicopter quickly took off and headed straight for the internal medical department of the Night Town Division.

Sitting in the cabin, Old Zhao looked at Li Xiwan, who was receiving intravenous nutrition, and sighed deeply, muttering to himself:

"This little girl absolutely cannot get hurt. Although Chang'an seems lazy and indifferent to everything, he's fiercely protective of his own. He specifically entrusted this little girl to me today and even unusually admitted his mistake... If she dies in the medical department, how will I ever face that little monster again!"

......

A few hours later.

The pungent smell of disinfectant mixed with a faint fragrance permeated the air.

Li Xiwan's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she opened her eyes with difficulty.

The first thing you see is a soft, non-glaring warm white light and a pure white ceiling.

But her head was throbbing so badly it felt like it was going to split open, as if someone had hit the back of her head with a sledgehammer several times, and her whole head was buzzing.

"Drip—drip—drip—"

The moment she opened her eyes, the heart rate monitor next to her immediately emitted a steady beep.