I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

The atmosphere was melancholic, eerie, and highly tense, yet the killer remained elusive.

The unknown breeds fear. He felt the approach of death, as if something was getting closer to him, watching him, waiting for him to make a mistake.

Could it be overhead? Underfoot? Inside the house?
But at this moment, Zhang Yangqing said, "What are you afraid of? Right now, he's the one who should be feeling scared!"

Then, Zhang Yangqing's next actions frightened even the melancholy and the eerie.

Zhang Yangqing immediately activated the interference gloves, and a faint purple halo appeared on the back of his hand.

A mocking expression spread across his face, his lips curling into a wide grin. He uttered a villainous, wicked voice, carrying a chilling pleasure: "Little guy, hide well, or I'll take good care of you!"

As Zhang Yangqing spoke, he let out a few low, guttural laughs, as if squeezed from the depths of his throat.

This room was already terrifying enough as it was a murder scene, but Zhang Yangqing's expression was now even more gloomy and dark, as if he were the most terrifying person in the room.

No, he's the most terrifying person!
That undisguised murderous aura was like the villain's rhetoric.

Let alone whether the murderer was scared or not, even the melancholy and eerie person next to him now seems quite terrifying.

If he hadn't come with Zhang Yangqing, he would have suspected that he was the one who committed the murder.

Zhang Yangqing began searching the room. He wasn't careful or quiet; he searched recklessly, kicking over an overturned coffee table, pushing aside a crooked sofa, and pulling open a cabinet door with a jarring sound.

He deliberately created these terrifying commotions, as if playing a cat-and-mouse game.

As he opened the bathroom door in the lounge, a strange, floating, four-clawed creature roared and charged out.

It is not large in size, but it is extremely fast, with its gaping maw revealing rows of sharp teeth.

It has four claws spread out, each claw has five toes, and the toes have barbs.

Its expression was resolute; it wasn't attacking, it was fighting to the death.

It roared as it charged out; the roar wasn't a show of defiance, but rather a way to bolster its own courage.

Faced with Zhang Yangqing, this terrifying creature, it had already given up hope.

Unfortunately, screaming was useless.

Zhang Yangqing grabbed it by the neck and threw it on the ground like trash.

The four claws fell to the ground in a bizarre manner, rolled over, and were about to get up when Zhang Yangqing's foot stomped down on them.

With a "crack," its head was crushed, and black blood splattered all over the ground.

Its body twitched a few times, then stopped moving.

The four eerie claws and eyes were still open, filled with fear and despair.

Zhang Yangqing glanced down at the corpse at his feet and said casually, "You think you have the guts to kill someone?"

Blatant mockery, the villain's style.

Seeing the strange situation easily resolved, the melancholy man swallowed hard.

For a moment, he couldn't tell who the fearful survivors were and who the terrifying guardians were. The other chosen ones cautiously groped their way through the darkness, avoiding every possible danger.

Zhang Yangqing, on the other hand, actively seeks out danger and then crushes it like an insect.

In fact, there are many ways for other chosen ones to pass the level. As long as they realize that the strange creature is still hiding here, they can pretend not to have noticed it and then go to call for reinforcements. Those young masters and ladies' subordinates are not to be trifled with either.

But Zhang Yangqing didn't need to. The four-clawed monsters that he casually slaughtered were actually quite ferocious, but when they encountered Zhang Yangqing's interference gloves, they couldn't even use one percent of their power.

Its abilities have been disrupted, and it is unable to use the strange energy. Relying solely on brute force to fight Zhang Yangqing is practically tantamount to suicide.

Zhang Yangqing dared to speak the villain's words because he was certain of victory.

This guy activated the jamming gloves before the fight even started.

From another perspective, if you look at it from the eerie viewpoint of the four claws: you've just killed someone and are hiding in the bathroom spying when suddenly an even more evil and terrifying BOSS appears outside.

That guy doesn't even pretend; he's clearly going to fight, and he's even releasing an aura that makes you despair. How can you not be afraid?
This is why the four-clawed monster roars in despair before lunging to attack.

It wasn't that it didn't want to run, it was that it simply couldn't escape! It also knew that the other side wouldn't let it go!

Looking at the corpse at Zhang Yangqing's feet, Youyu Weiqi began to collect the body.

He sealed the corpse into the painting, and a human figure appeared on the paper, lying on the ground with a pool of black blood next to it.

He packed up his easel, stood up, dusted off his hands, and exclaimed, "Brother, you're amazing! These gloves are a perfect match for you. This strange ability is no joke; you took care of it just like that."

Zhang Yangqing shook his head and said, "Actually, you can fight too, but you're afraid before the battle even starts. As long as you have this kind of mentality, your chances of winning will drop infinitely."

He sighed melancholyly and said, "Thank you for your comfort."

In a sense, he did feel that Zhang Yangqing was encouraging him.

Zhang Yangqing said, "No, I'm not trying to comfort you. It's because you didn't analyze it completely. You only saw a murder scene, but you didn't see the details or decipher the information here."

The melancholy and eerie figure paused for a moment, then asked, "What kind of information is here?"

Zhang Yangqing pointed to the staff member's corpse: "He has provided you with a lot of information."

He looked at the corpse with a melancholy and eerie expression, then at Zhang Yangqing, his face full of confusion.

Zhang Yangqing continued to explain, "The murderer attacked from behind, and after the attack, the guy struggled for a moment before dying, which shows that the murderer's strength was not very strong. A real strong person would not have given this guy a chance to fight back. That's one point."

"Secondly, after we appeared, the murderer hid and observed from the shadows. Doesn't that mean the murderer wasn't confident he could deal with the unexpected arrival of the two of us? He needed to assess his opponent's fighting ability and even look for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack. All of this indicates that the murderer's strength is average, so what are you afraid of?"

He paused, then continued, "Actually, there are many more details. For example, the corpse tells you about the killer's abilities, his methods of killing, and his attack techniques. You didn't see any of these; you only saw a corpse and were afraid of an unknown enemy. Once you analyze these things, will you still find him scary?"

The melancholy and eerie man froze, his eyes widening and pupils slightly contracting. His expression wasn't one of sudden realization; it was one of enlightenment! It was a sublimation!
So much information could be gleaned from a corpse!

He never considered this approach; he was simply afraid of becoming the next victim, afraid that the killer would attack him from some mysterious corner.

Just as Zhang Yangqing said, he was scared before he even fought. How could he possibly win?
After a long silence, he spoke in a melancholic and enigmatic tone, "Brother, I have learned a great deal once again. Coming out to see the world with you was the best decision I ever made in my life."

Every word he spoke came from the bottom of his heart, filled with utmost respect! (End of Chapter)