This celestial master cultivates both physical and magical arts; why did you provoke him?

Just then, Shane's phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was a call from his master.

"Feed?"

"I watched the video."

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Jingxuan's voice was deep, "I know about Jing'an's matter."

Xia En didn't say anything.

"You did the right thing."

Zhang Jingxuan said, "Let him rest in peace."

"It's all arranged," Xia En said. "Chen Guodong is helping out; the burial will take place this afternoon."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"That jade talisman," Zhang Jingxuan said, "have you seen it?"

"I've seen it."

"How does it feel?"

Xia En thought for a moment and said four words: "Taoism, degenerate."

There was another silence on the other end of the phone.

After a long while, Zhang Jingxuan's voice rang out again.

"Be careful," he said. "This might be bigger than we think."

"I know."

"Should I send someone over?"

"No need," Shane said. "I can handle it myself."

Zhang Jingxuan was silent for a few seconds, then finally said, "Okay. Call me anytime if you need anything."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Xia En stood by the window, looking at the sunlight outside.

The sun was shining brightly, warm and comforting.

But he knew it was in a place where the sun couldn't reach, deep underground.

In the direction that eye is gazing, a deeper darkness is gathering.

He put his phone back in his pocket and turned to look at Fang Zijian.

"Walk."

Fang Zijian was taken aback: "Where to?"

"Investigate the case."

"What case are you investigating?"

Xia En didn't answer, she just walked out.

Fang Zijian quickly followed.

Cuihua also stood up and floated behind.

A man, a reporter, and a female ghost walked through the corridor of Qingheju and into the sunlight outside.

Three days later, late at night, on the outskirts of Jiangzhou City, at an abandoned chemical plant.

Xia En stood in the center of the factory, in front of a huge pool.

The pool was dry, filled only with dark, writhing things—like silt, or like countless snakes tangled together. The stench was nauseating.

Seven dark figures stood around the pool.

They wore tattered Taoist robes, their faces were covered with black veins, and their eyes were bloodshot.

Exactly the same as Zhang Jing'an.

Seven pairs of blood-red eyes stared intently at Xia En.

"You've finally arrived."

The dark figure in the middle spoke, his voice hoarse and shrill, "I've been waiting for you for three days."

Xia En looked at them, his expression calm.

"Wait for me?" he said. "Why would you wait for me?"

"I'm waiting for you to come and die."

The dark figure laughed, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth. "You destroyed that underground palace, and the master is very angry. The master said that once you're caught, you'll be treated well."

Xia En nodded.

"Okay," he said. "Then let's go."

The seven dark figures exchanged a glance and moved simultaneously.

They moved incredibly fast, surrounding Xia En almost instantly. Seven hands stretched out simultaneously, their fingernails half a foot long, glossy black, piercing Xia En's vital points.

then.

"Palm Thunder - Electric Grid"

A bolt of lightning exploded from Xia En's body, transforming into an electric net that spread in all directions.

Seven dark figures were struck simultaneously, screaming as they flew backward.

But they did not die.

They got up, and their wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"it's useless."

The dark figure in the center grinned maliciously, "We've already been modified by our master; your lightning magic is useless against us."

Xia En raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

He raised his right hand, and lightning crackled in his palm.

"boom!"

Another bolt of lightning struck the dark figure directly in the chest.

The dark figure had a large hole blasted in its chest, but soon, black energy surged and the hole healed.

It looked down at its chest, then looked up at Xia En, its smile becoming even more ferocious.

"I told you, it's no use."

The other six shadowy figures also got up and surrounded them.

They became faster, their nails longer, and the red light in their eyes intensified.

Xia En looked at them and remained silent for two seconds.

Then he sighed.

"Alright."

He said, "Since the magic didn't work..."

Xia En pulled his right hand back and clenched it into a fist.

"Then let's try another one."

The seven dark figures froze simultaneously.

How about something else?

What does that mean?

Then they saw Shane move.

He took a step forward, instantly closing the three-meter distance, and punched the dark figure in front in the face.

"Bang--!!!"

With a muffled thud, the dark figure was sent flying backward, crashing into the wall. With a loud "boom," half of the wall collapsed.

It was embedded in the pile of bricks, its face completely deformed, black energy gushing out from its seven orifices, and it couldn't get up for a long time.

The remaining six shadowy figures were stunned.

They looked at their companion embedded in the wall, then at Shane, and didn't react for a moment.

"you--!!!"

Shane didn't give them time to react.

He took a step forward and punched the second shadowy figure in the chest.

"Bang!"

The dark figure's chest caved in, and it shot out like a cannonball, crashing through one wall, then a second, and finally embedding itself in a third wall, where it remained motionless.

The third shadowy figure finally reacted, screamed, and scratched at Xia En's face with its nails.

Xia En turned his head to dodge and slapped him across the face.

"Snapped!"

The dark figure's head spun 360 degrees, its body swayed twice, and it collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The remaining three shadowy figures exchanged a glance, then turned and ran.

They were extremely fast, almost instantly darting dozens of meters towards the factory gate.

Xia En didn't pursue it.

He simply raised his right hand and made a fist.

then!

He slammed his fist into the ground.

"boom--!!!"

The entire factory was shaking, and the ground was undulating like waves.

A crack extended from Xia En's feet, instantly catching up to the three dark figures.

The three dark figures lost their footing and fell directly into the crevice.

Xia En walked over and looked down at the crack.

Three dark figures were struggling inside, desperately trying to climb upwards.

Xia En crouched down and looked at them.

"Who just said that lightning magic is useless?"

The three dark figures stared at him in terror, speechless.

"Spells won't work," Shane stood up, "then let's use physical attacks."

He lifted his foot.

I stepped on it.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came from the crack, followed by a gush of black gas.

The other two dark figures screamed and tried to run, but the crack was too narrow and they couldn't escape at all.

Xia En lifted his foot and kicked again.

"Bang!"

Another kick.

"Bang!"

After the three kicks, the crack fell silent.

Xia En brushed the dust off his shoes and turned to look at the wall that had collapsed halfway.

The first dark figure was still embedded in the pile of bricks, struggling to get up.

Xia En walked over and squatted down in front of it.

"You just said," he said calmly, "that your master would treat me well?"

The dark figure stared at him, its blood-red eyes filled with terror.

"No, it wasn't me..."

"Who is your master?"

The dark figure opened its mouth as if to speak, but only black mist came out.

Xia En sighed.

"Can't I say?" he said. "Fine, then I won't say."

He stood up.

The shadowy figure thought he was going to let him go, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

Then it saw Shane raise his right hand.

make a fist.

"Wait, wait a minute!!!"

"Bang!"

A punch landed.

The shadowy figure fell completely silent.