Under One Person: The Sea Emperor Who Shattered Heaven and Earth

"Jiang Haihuang, rest assured! This person endangers public safety, committed arson at a national 5A-level scenic spot, organized an armed riot, and attempted to subvert the order of the supernatural world. We will not tolerate this." The commander-in-chief snorted coldly, then waved his hand, "Men! Take Gong Qing and all the Quanxing members away and send them to a special prison tonight for strict guard!"

"Yes!"

Several heavily armed assault team members stepped forward again and roughly lifted Gong Qing off the ground.

Gong Qing did not resist, nor did he struggle. Only before being dragged away did he turn his head with difficulty and take one last deep look at Tian Jinzhong standing next to Zhang Zhiwei.

"Master Jinzhong... take care."

Tian Jinzhong stood there, watching Gong Qing being escorted down the mountain. He sighed deeply, his eyes filled with complex emotions. The little Yu Zi who would bring a basin of warm water to knock on the door every morning, the little Yu Zi who would secretly practice extra skills and then bow his head in apology after being scolded by him, the little Yu Zi who would sometimes stare blankly at the distant mountains while sweeping fallen leaves in the yard—the years of companionship were indeed genuine.

Gong Qing chose this path himself, and every choice he made was his own, including crippling his martial arts, going undercover, and leading his men to attack the mountain tonight. Now, his current predicament is well-deserved.

Watching Xia He being lifted up and prepared to be taken away, Xia He looked at Zhang Lingyu. Zhang Lingyu was about to take a step forward, but then stopped.

"Reform yourself well, start anew, and I will come to see you and wait for you."

Xia He was stunned for a moment, and when she saw that Zhang Lingyu had stopped being awkward and had spoken up in front of so many people, a smile appeared on her lips.

"It seems pretty good..."

Chapter 157 The Blue Light That Connects to Everywhere

Before the smoke of battle had completely cleared from Longhu Mountain, another dramatic upheaval, no less intense than the attack on the mountain, was quietly unfolding within the "Na Du Tong" organization, a national organization managing extraordinary individuals.

Outside a secret passage, two black commercial vehicles with ordinary civilian license plates had already stopped.

The car door opened, and Zhao Fangxu, chairman of Nadutong Company, stepped out first. This portly chairman, who was always smiling and adept at navigating relationships with both superiors and outsiders, now lacked his usual affability and composure, instead displaying an unusual seriousness and urgency. After getting out of the car, he didn't immediately step forward but turned around and personally opened the back door for the passenger.

Following closely behind was a woman who didn't look very old, but exuded a strange aura as if she had experienced countless years of life.

It was Duanmu Ying.

"Senior Duanmu, this way please." Zhao Fangxu lowered his voice, stepped aside, and led the way with utmost respect.

Along the way, Zhao Fangxu wasted no time. He took Duanmu Ying and secretly rushed back to the headquarters of Nadutong overnight.

In a specially designed observation room inside the headquarters, Duanmu Ying frowned slightly as she watched the group of headquarters employees busily clocking in and out in the lobby.

Following that, Zhao Fangxu worked almost non-stop, taking Duanmu Ying to visit all the regional branches of Nadutong without making a sound. Except for a short stop in the Northeast region to treat Gao Yushan, they hardly stopped.

Ultimately, it stopped at Nadutong East China Region.

Dou Le, the person in charge of East China, and Xiao Zizai, a temporary worker in East China, had been waiting for a long time.

"Chairman Zhao." Dou Le quickly stepped forward, extended his hand and shook hands with Zhao Fangxu, his palms covered in cold, damp sweat.

Standing behind Dou Le, Xiao Zizai was still dressed in a clean shirt, wearing glasses, and appeared quite refined. However, his eyes, hidden behind his lenses, seemed to be forcibly suppressing some kind of burgeoning bloodlust within him.

"Everyone's here, let's go up and take a look." Zhao Fangxu said with a stern face, without any pleasantries, and directly led everyone to swipe their highest-level elevator cards. The elevator slowly ascended, the red floor indicator lights flashing one by one.

A few minutes later, the four of them stood in front of the circular monitoring console on the third floor of the East China headquarters.

Dou Le pointed to the brightly lit office hall below and reported in a low voice, "We found a pretext for a surprise inspection and made everyone stay to work overtime to prepare materials. They're basically all here."

Looking down from here, one can see all the mid- to low-level employees in the entire hall, processing various files on supernatural beings, allocating resources, and filling out mission reports. The offices are brightly lit, the sounds of keyboards clattering and printers humming, accompanied by a cacophony of curses.

"It's like this again, a surprise inspection out of nowhere, and I have to stay up all night organizing the data again!"

"Who says otherwise? How many times has this happened already? Do the higher-ups think we don't need to sleep?"

"Stop talking, stop talking, hurry up and finish this so we can go home. I haven't fed my cat yet."

Complaints mingled with the clatter of keyboards, rising and falling, filled with the weariness and helplessness unique to working people.

At that moment, Duanmu Ying suddenly chuckled softly.

"Fang Xu, you guys are so knowledgeable about everything, it's really interesting." Duanmu Ying tilted her head and looked at the busy crowd on the monitor.

Zhao Fangxu's heart skipped a beat, and his face grew increasingly grim. He subconsciously touched the bronze token in his chest pocket; the cool edge of the token pressed against his palm, and the sensation calmed him slightly. "Senior Duanmu, please speak directly."

Dou Le and Xiao Zizai, who were standing nearby, also perked up their ears at the same time.

Dou Le had always suspected there was a mole within the organization, and had conducted several investigations without success. It wasn't until Zhao Fangxu briefly explained the purpose of his trip that he suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem far exceeded his expectations.

Duanmu Ying stretched out a finger and slowly, one by one, tapped on the NaDuTong employees below who were still working overtime without realizing it.

"As soon as we stepped off the ship in Shanghai, I felt something was off. I saw all the people from the All-Tong here, densely packed, and most of them had a very subtle blue light emanating from the depths of their eyes. That was the memory manipulation technique of the Blue Hand of the Dual-Handed. Others couldn't see it, but to me it was no different than having a label stuck on their foreheads."

She paused, then looked back at Zhao Fangxu: "I've been following you around these past few days, and wow... apart from the North China region, which is a bit better, since the baby is there, nearly 70% of the people in the other regions have been infected."

"Seventy percent?!" Dou Le's voice suddenly rose, sounding particularly sharp on the quiet monitoring console. He took a sudden half-step forward, staring at Duanmu Ying's profile in disbelief. "This is impossible! All the superhumans who enter Na Du Tong undergo rigorous psychological and Qi tests more than three times a year, using the latest models of equipment—how could eighty percent of them have been tampered with, and we were completely unaware?"

"Detection?" Duanmu Ying turned around and glanced at Dou Le. "This method is not simple. Although the junior who secretly made the move was terrible in my eyes, it was more than enough to deal with people like you who have never even seen what a true master of both hands is."

"He doesn't need to completely brainwash these people—that would be too much trouble and too easy to detect. He just needs to use the Blue Hand to open a small backdoor in their memory and cognitive areas. They go to work as usual, eat as usual, and curse their bosses as usual after get off work. All their behavior is normal. Your machines detect anomalies, but it would be strange if they didn't detect anything."

Duanmu Ying turned her head and looked again at the unsuspecting employees of NaDuTong below, clicking her tongue twice:

"If someone with ulterior motives suddenly activates all these hidden doors—the entire 'All-Access Network' could be turned into a hellish place in an instant, with 70% of the middle and lower-level employees simultaneously turning against the company or harming themselves."

"Snapped!"

Zhao Fangxu slammed his hand hard on the metal railing of the monitoring station, making the entire railing vibrate and hum. The face of the person in charge of Na Du Tong was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from it, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his jaw was clenched tightly.

He clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly from extreme anger and even greater fear.

"Senior Duanmu, please stop laughing. What should we do?" Zhao Fangxu said with a bitter face, his voice even sounding hoarse and weak.

He took off his glasses, pinched his brow with his other hand, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. "Although I've had my suspicions, I never imagined there would be so many. A state-run organization managing supernatural beings has been hacked right under our noses and turned into a sieve. To put it mildly—it's because I, Zhao Fangxu, have been incompetent and have been sitting in this position for so many years without discovering anything; to put it more seriously, this is a major incident that endangers national security!"

Duanmu Ying looked at Zhao Fangxu's expression of utter despair and waved her hand dismissively:

"Alright, stop howling. I'm right here. Just do the same thing as before."

Duanmu Ying moved her neck, producing a crisp sound of her joints rubbing together. Suddenly, the Qi that had been undisturbed on Duanmu Ying's body erupted.

"boom--"

Without any warning, countless blue hands, entirely formed from Qi, suddenly surged from Duanmu Ying's body. These hands varied in size, some as large as a tabletop, others only the size of a palm. Each one was pure and refined, radiating a chilling blue light that sent shivers down one's spine. They spread out layer upon layer behind Duanmu Ying, like a giant blue peacock unfurling its tail feathers in the darkness.

Then, centered on Duanmu Ying, these densely packed blue palms, like an overwhelming blue net, spread wildly from the third-floor monitoring station in all directions of the entire East China headquarters building.

The blue hand pierced through the glass curtain wall and partitions, leaving no blind spots in its path. It moved with incredible speed, silently sweeping towards the brightly lit office lobby below.

The NaDuTong employees in the lobby, who were still working overtime, rubbing their sore eyes, and drinking their third cup of coffee to stay awake, hadn't even realized what had happened.

Someone was manually rummaging through the printer's paper tray, someone was stretching in a swivel chair, and someone was leaning on the cubicle partition complaining to their colleague across the way that tonight's overtime meal was instant noodles again—and then the blue hand arrived.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

A series of soft, rapid sounds rang out. The moment more than half of the employees looked up, they were struck precisely on the foreheads by a blue Qi hand that fell without warning.

The employees held down by the blue hand stiffened abruptly, their eyes instantly losing focus, and large amounts of subtle blue energy lines began to be drawn out of their brains.

Of course, some individuals with decent cultivation levels instinctively sensed the danger the moment the blue palm struck.

"Holy crap! What's that? An enemy attack?!"

An employee from East China who was drinking coffee to stay awake suddenly changed his expression. The chill that came from the depths of his soul made all the hairs on his body stand on end. Without thinking, a strong protective aura instantly exploded on his body. He flipped to the side with great agility and narrowly dodged a blue hand that was grabbing at his head.

However, before he could even get his footing, he slammed the alarm.

The blue hand that had been spread out silently split above his head. One became four, four became sixteen, and almost instantly, more than a dozen blue Qi hands, each larger than before, rushed towards him from different directions simultaneously. They blocked his top, bottom, left front, and right rear—all his escape routes were blocked in the same instant.

His hand was less than half an inch away from the alarm button when a dozen blue hands slapped him at the same time.

"Pfft!"

After struggling for only a moment, he was completely enveloped by those blue hands, bound like a blue cocoon, and could no longer move.

In no time, hundreds of people in the East China branch office hall—some still typing in their seats, some just coming out of the restroom with tissues in their hands, and some standing in the aisle holding bowls of instant noodles—were all frozen in place.

The entire hall fell into complete silence, with only the computer screens still tirelessly flashing their standby images and the forgotten printer in the corner mechanically spitting out paper.

Everyone was put on pause. The office lights remained bright, but they had been drawn into a one-sided cleansing targeting their souls.

Chapter 158 Zhao Fangxu's Worries

In the hall, the overwhelming blue Qi hands slowly receded like a tide.

The employees of the East China branch, whose foreheads were pressed by blue hands, relaxed all at once. Some stumbled forward from their stiff state and only managed to steady themselves by grabbing the edge of the table; others seemed to have suddenly woken up from a nightmare, panting heavily, their backs soaked with cold sweat.

Their minds cleared instantly, but along with that clarity came a dull, throbbing pain in their temples and a brief moment of confusion. Most of the employees rubbed their foreheads, looking around in bewilderment at their equally confused colleagues, completely unaware of what had happened in those few seconds.

However, at a few workstations near the window and in the corner of the lobby, something unexpected happened.

Just like the situation Duanmu Ying and Zhao Fangxu encountered during their patrols in other regions, there were five deeply hidden informants in East China. The moment Duanmu Ying's blue hand touched the secret gate of their souls, the restrictions deep within their minds were completely activated.

That was a death order hidden deep within their souls—if it was discovered to be forcibly broken, they would be destroyed in an instant.

Instantly, a blinding, eerie blue light burst forth from the eyes of these five people, their souls preparing to self-destruct under overload.

At the same time, their right hands moved with extreme stiffness yet lightning speed, their five fingers pressed together into a cone shape, pointing straight at their temples with a resolute determination to perish together.

Soul self-destruction and physical suicide—a two-pronged approach to ensure a complete and utter death, leaving no trace for investigation.

Duanmu Ying, standing in front of the monitoring console on the third floor, watched this scene without even frowning.

"To show off one's limited skills before an expert."

Before the words were finished, dozens of deep blue Qi hands, several times more condensed than before, emerged like serpents from their holes, accompanied by a shrill sound of air being torn apart, and precisely seized the wrists, necks, and heads of the five people in mid-air.

The five informants felt an irresistible force rush into their bodies like a flood bursting its banks, gripping their internal organs and forcibly stripping them of control over their bodies in less than a breath.

They couldn't even blink. Even more terrifying, the massive blue hands pressing down on their heads emitted a eerie light, like an invisible iceberg pressing down on a raging fire, forcefully suppressing and calming their already pent-up, self-destructive souls. The rampaging Qi in their meridians was gradually drawn away, and the blue light surging in their blood vessels gradually dimmed.

A few seconds later, all the blue Qi hands completely disappeared.

"Puff! Puff!"

Five muffled thuds of people falling to the ground rang out almost simultaneously.

The five men collapsed limply to the ground, their bodies drenched in cold sweat as if they had just been pulled from the water. Their clothes clung to their wet bodies, and their hair was stuck to their foreheads. They lay there panting heavily, their chests heaving, their eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, their pupils unfocused.

Duanmu Ying clapped her hands, turned around, and said calmly to Zhao Fangxu beside her:

“Fang Xu, it’s exactly the same as the previous districts. The others in the lobby were just implanted with backdoors, and they go about their business as usual, without being deeply controlled. But these five are different—” She pointed to the figures slumped on the ground downstairs, “I just traced the soul clues back to their origins, and they weren’t controlled halfway through. They were completely brainwashed and turned into die-hard loyalists before they even joined your All-Knowing Network. The backdoor is just the switch; loyalty is the real foundation.”

"What are their positions, and what do they do?"

"boom!"

Before Zhao Fangxu could speak, Dou Le, the person in charge of East China, could no longer contain his anger and slammed his hand hard on the steel railing of the monitoring station, making a loud, ear-piercing sound.