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

Jiang Zhen said calmly, "I do know a little, but it's nothing serious."

"Oh my god, Boss! This isn't a big deal?"

Bai Fu was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet. He paced back and forth in the room, his voice low but filled with extreme anxiety.

"Master Ma and Doctor Duanmu have become sworn brothers with the leader of Quanxing! Quanxing! They are the enemy of the whole world! They are demons and monsters that every righteous person should kill! Now that this list has been delivered to you, what about the others? In that case, Master Ma and Doctor Duanmu will be wanted criminals throughout the entire martial arts world!"

"What's wrong with the Quanxing sect? What's wrong with sworn brotherhood?"

Jiang Zhen suddenly reached out a hand and firmly placed it on Bai Fu's shoulder, who was so anxious he was about to jump up.

not heavy.

But Bai Fu seemed frozen in place.

"Master Bai, calm down." Jiang Zhen's eyes were fixed on Bai Fu.

The pressure on Bai Fu miraculously calmed his previously panicked mind. He looked into Jiang Zhen's eyes, swallowing back all the words that were about to escape his lips.

Yes.

Who is our leader? He is an all-powerful figure who can suppress chaos with one hand and treat hundreds of thousands of troops as nothing.

"Hoo—" Bai Fuchang exhaled a breath of stale air, and his eyes gradually calmed down. "Chief, I lost my composure."

“It’s normal to lose your composure; this situation is indeed quite large.” Jiang Zhen released his grip.

Jiang Zhen had forgotten when they had mastered the Eight Extraordinary Skills—was it after their first sworn brotherhood or after their return to the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley? But it didn't matter; the safety of these two was more important than the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

"Master Bai, go and make arrangements. Get our people moving to find Ma Benzai and Duanmu Ying and bring them back safely. Oh, and Fang Ying too, she's Lin Zhu's senior sister."

As Bai Fu listened to this series of arrangements, although he was still uneasy, he had a sense of security.

Bai Fu nodded vigorously: "Understood, I'll go arrange it right away."

"And one more thing," Jiang Zhen called to Bai Fu, who was about to leave, "When you're searching outside, if you run into people from other sects on the list, as long as they're not from the Quanxing sect, lend a hand if you can."

Bai Fu was taken aback: "Chief, are you trying to protect them?"

"There's no such thing as protecting them or not. It's fine if they're taken back by their own sect, but if they're taken back by someone with ulterior motives... then that won't do."

However, things did not go as smoothly as expected.

As time went on, the news of the "Thirty-Six Thieves" spread like wildfire throughout the martial arts world.

As expected, the list was not only delivered to Jiang Zhen, but also to the desks of the leaders of major sects such as Longhu Mountain, Wudang, Tangmen, and Huodezong.

In an instant, the martial arts world of extraordinary people, which was still in the post-war recovery period, was in an uproar.

The leaders of the sects on the list were initially shocked and furious, but eventually sighed helplessly and dispatched their elite disciples, determined to capture their rebellious disciples and give them a good beating.

Yes! Give him a good beating!

If you can't kill him, beat him to death!

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhen in Shanghai received increasingly strange feedback.

Fang Ying was found by the Canal Gang not long after, and was secretly sent all the way to Shanghai. Now, Jiang Zhen has arranged for her to be sent to Lin Zhu.

But Ma Ben and Duanmu Ying are quite amazing.

"Boss, something's not right. It's getting stranger and stranger." One day, half a month later, Bai Fu walked into the office again, holding a thick stack of intelligence in his hand, his expression indescribably strange.

"It's getting stranger and stranger."

"Still haven't found them?" Jiang Zhen frowned. With the current power of the Canal Gang, they shouldn't be without any trace.

“We did find it, but…” Bai Fu hesitated, then simply began reading the intelligence report aloud…

"It can be said that as soon as our brothers found a trace and caught up with them, they had already disappeared. In fact, they would not show their faces in any place that was even slightly wet."

“Our people were acting under the banner of the Grand Canal Gang, and we even kept calling for them to come back in the vicinity where they were found, but they were like they had seen a ghost and refused to show themselves no matter what.”

Bai Fu raised his head, his face full of doubt: "Chief, this doesn't make sense. They'll be safe as long as they return to the protection zone of our Cao Gang. Why are they hiding from us? Could it be that they've really been brainwashed by Wu Gengsheng?"

After listening, Jiang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then an unbelievable thought came to his mind.

"...Are these two hiding from me?"

Chapter 83 You want to be my enemy?

Jiang Zhen sat in his office, his fingers tapping lightly on the desk, making a rhythmic "tap, tap" sound.

The information Bai Fu had just reported was still swirling in his mind.

"This shouldn't be happening," Jiang Zhen muttered to himself.

"Are you avoiding me? Are you afraid of bringing trouble to the canal gang? That's even more inappropriate."

However, before Jiang Zhen could figure it out, the usually quiet entrance to the Cao Gang headquarters suddenly became noisy the next morning.

Bai Fu didn't even bother to knock before pushing the door open and rushed in with a flustered expression.

"Master, something terrible has happened! Master Hu Tu of the Shu Zi Sect has come to our door with people from many other sects!" Bai Fu reported urgently, panting heavily.

"Master Hutu requested to see you at the gate. He... he also brought Hu Haiwang, his personal disciple and one of the thirty-six sworn brothers with Wugensheng, but what he brought... was Hu Haiwang's corpse."

Jiang Zhen was truly stunned: "That idiot actually killed his own disciple with his own hands, and then dragged the corpse all over the world?"

Bai Fu swallowed hard and nodded.

Jiang Zhen still can't figure out what Hu Tu was trying to achieve with his actions in the original story. As an elder of the sect, the safest way to deal with such a thing as his disciple is to handle it privately, or simply announce to the public that he has been expelled from the sect and not released. After all, this is the unspoken plan that everyone is aware of.

But Hu Tu did something else entirely. Not only did he kill his own disciple, but he also dragged the corpse around for exhibitions, as if he wanted the whole world to know.

This is practically putting all the top-ranked sects on the hot seat.

Originally, other sects still harbored the idea of ​​"raising the issue high and then letting it go gently," after all, these were all their sect's elites. But Hu Tu's actions put the so-called "righteous path" directly in the open, and anyone who hesitated was deemed not steadfast.

Jiang Zhen stood up: "Let's go, let's go out and take a look."

Outside the headquarters of the Canal Gang, dozens of extraordinary individuals gathered together, composed of seven or eight different sects, each with a solemn expression.

The one leading the group was Hutu. He was wearing a gray long gown and was thin.

Beside him, a wooden cart was parked. A white sheet covered it, yellowed and blackened by days of travel, with a stiff foot peeking out from the edge. That was Hu Haiwang, once the pride of the Shuzi Sect, now a body used to prove his innocence.

Jiang Zhen strode out the door, followed closely by Bai Fu and a group of elite members of the Canal Gang.

With Jiang Zhen's appearance, the previously noisy scene instantly quieted down.

Jiang Zhen glanced around, his gaze lingering on the wooden cart for half a second, before turning to Hu Tu and speaking calmly:

"What brings you all to block the gates of our canal gang?"

Hu Tu stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting to Jiang Zhen, and said in a hoarse but loud voice, "Chief Jiang, I have come here today not only to see you, but also to give an explanation to the world. It is unfortunate that our Shu Zi Sect has produced a beast like Hu Haiwang, who colludes with Quanxing and betrays his ancestors. I have personally cleaned up the sect to prove that the Shu Zi Sect and Quanxing are irreconcilable enemies and to completely sever ties!"

He pointed to the corpse on the wooden cart, then continued, "Your gang's Ma Benzai and Duanmu Ying are also among the thirty-six thieves. I've come today to ask Chief Jiang to reconsider. Good and evil cannot coexist. Don't let momentary sentimentality ruin your lifelong reputation, and don't hesitate and jeopardize the future of the righteous path!"

"Master Hu."

Jiang Zhen interrupted him, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears, "How you teach your disciples and how you clean house within your sect is your own business, I can't interfere."

His gaze suddenly turned cold as he stared into Hu Tu's eyes: "But similarly, how I, Jiang Zhen, handle matters within the Grand Canal Gang is none of your business."

Hu Tu was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting Jiang Zhen to refuse so decisively.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a blue robe shouted from the crowd: "Chief Jiang! You are the leader of the supernatural world today, and the righteous path of the world is watching your every move! These people formed a sworn brotherhood with Wugensheng, the leader of Quanxing Sect, in the Qinling Mountains. They deserve to die, and they have created a huge hole! Do you really want to defy the world and protect those two traitors?"

Jiang Zhen turned his head and looked at the person who had spoken.

"Oh?"

"To defy the world's will?"

Jiang Zhen chewed on these words as he slowly walked down the steps of the gate.

"This means... that if I don't agree to your gathering here today..."

"Are you going to become my enemy?"

Jiang Zhen stood at the bottom of the steps, his eyes slightly narrowed. In that instant, his originally peaceful aura vanished without a trace.

An indescribable, overwhelming sense of oppression emanated from him.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment, and the surrounding street noise vanished instantly.

Immediately afterwards, faint black and red arcs of electricity flickered in the void surrounding Jiang Zhen.

"Well……"

Hu Tu, who was directly hit, instantly turned from red to white, and then to ashen. He felt as if an invisible mountain had crashed down on his back, and his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

He immediately tried to circulate the Qi in his body to resist, but found that the Qi in his body seemed to have encountered a natural enemy at this moment, shrinking deep in the meridians and not daring to move at all.

boom! boom! boom!

A series of thuds echoed as people collapsed to the ground. The disciples from various sects who had come with their elders didn't even have time to scream before they rolled their eyes back and foamed at the mouth as they fell to the ground.

In less than a second, the original large group of dozens of people was reduced to only Hu Tu and a few sect leaders.

However, these individuals were also in extremely poor condition.

They knelt on the ground, their hands gripping the earth so tightly that their fingernails dug into the pavement, blood seeping from between them. Their breathing became extremely heavy, each breath seeming to drain all their strength.

Jiang Zhen stood quietly in front of them, looking down at the disheveled sect leaders.

Then he walked over to the wooden cart, looked at the body under the white sheet, shook his head gently, and sighed.

Jiang Zhen turned his head and looked at the sect leaders who were gritting their teeth and persevering, their gums bleeding.

Hu Tu watched Jiang Zhen's actions, speechless. The immense pressure made his chest feel like it was about to explode; he could only open his mouth in vain, like a fish suffocating from lack of oxygen.

Then the black and red electric arcs around Jiang Zhen gradually subsided, and the suffocating sense of oppression also receded like a tide.

The air began to flow again.

The sect leaders seemed completely exhausted, collapsing to the ground, gasping for breath, their eyes filled with unprecedented fear.

Chapter 84: Inhuman

Hu Tu and the other sect leaders looked as if they had been held underwater for half an hour and had just been pulled out, their mouths agape as they greedily inhaled the air.

Jiang Zhen looked down at Hu Tu, who was slumped on the ground.