The Undying Immortals of the Terrifying Heavens

"Stop right there! Who are you?!"

Hearing the loud shouts at the entrance to the underground palace, Chen Xing looked up at the several policemen approaching him.

He looked nonchalant, a faint smile playing on his lips, and said to himself, "Who is it? Definitely not a bad guy. Have you ever seen a bad guy as handsome as me?"

After speaking, Chen Xing remained calm and walked straight forward.

He was met with a cold warning.

"Don't move, hands up!"

Several gun barrels were locked onto him, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"It's alright, officers."

However, despite his words, the atmosphere at the scene was as tense as a taut string; if Chen Xing made the slightest move, they would open fire.

They came to investigate a cult. We just heard an explosion, and a person covered in blood came out of a hole in the ground. All these factors combined make this a very dangerous sign.

Chen Xing had absolutely no intention of harming these police officers.

These were just a few police officers investigating a case in accordance with the law, not some damned Li Ruonan. He felt there was no need to resort to violence.

So he said, "I meant no harm; I am a law-abiding citizen."

Chen Xing walked out slowly, revealing two rows of healthy teeth, showing goodwill.

But in the eyes of these policemen, he was a blood-covered pervert. Maybe the explosion just now was because he killed someone and got covered in blood!

And yet he can still laugh!

They didn't know that all the blood was Chen Xing's own.

The next moment, bang!

A gunshot rang out.

Almost instantly, the bullet pierced his chest, creating a small hole.

Chen Xing stopped, as if he had pressed the pause button.

"Damn it, can't you guys understand human language?!"

Chen Xing cursed angrily. Although it was still a minor, fatal wound, the pain was very real!

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Xing dashed out in one stride.

Bang bang bang!

The trigger was pulled, sparks flashed from the muzzle, and every bullet struck Chen Xing precisely.

But none of this could stop him from making progress.

"Broken Rattan Hand!"

Chen Xing shouted out the name of the move, and with three sharp cracking sounds, the three policemen were thrown to the ground.

"what!"

Painful howls rang out in front of the cave, and the three of them cried out in unison.

Their hands, gripping the guns, were twisted in a bizarre way, unable to move an inch.

Not only his hands, but also his elbows and shoulders were twisted, with broken bone spurs piercing through his flesh.

The three of them struggled to look up, only to witness a horrifying scene.

Chen Xing's gunshot wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it was as if he had never been injured.

"Hey, why are you guys so accurate when you're shooting at targets? It hurts!"

Chen Xing pulled his finger out of the wound on his stomach and tossed it aside. A bullet bounced twice on the ground.

At this moment, the three men struggled to get up again, trying to fire with their other hands.

"A thousand or so a month, what are you risking your lives for? Besides... if I wanted to kill you, it wouldn't be your hands that get severed." Chen Xing looked at the three policemen, the two old and the one new, with a forced smile.

"Next time, it won't be your hand that gets broken."

"You...you're the one who killed Li Ruonan!!"

A voice suddenly rang out.

Chen Xing looked in the direction of the voice and nodded slightly to the middle-aged policeman who had spoken. "I've seen you before, back in the mountains. Brother, this is the second time you've shot me. Third time's the charm."

"Since we're old acquaintances, could you do me a favor? I have urgent business to attend to and can't afford to delay."

But the police officers showed no sign of backing down.

They ventured deep into this abandoned village, and along the way they only found Chen Xing alive; they would never let him leave so easily.

They wanted to pick up more guns, but a moment later, three pistols were already tucked into Chen Xing's waistband.

Covered in blood, shirtless, with three pistols tucked into his belt, he looked even more like a ruthless bandit!

"Very well, my three good brothers knew I was unarmed and even brought me three guns. I forgive your earlier offense!"

Once it's in his hands, there's no reason to go back. He'll have a human calming device right from the start of his next time-travel adventure.

The three policemen gritted their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.

Regardless of what they thought, Chen Xingcai raised his chin and said, "Let's go. Go back and find a hospital to stay in for ten days or half a month. Consider it a vacation for me."

After saying that, Chen Xing strode away, completely ignoring the three men. As for whether they would enter the cave... who cares?

Chen Xing quickly walked more than ten meters and headed towards Chenjia Village.

The three of them were stunned.

"Old Zhao/Master, this...."

The policeman who had spoken to Chen Xing earlier wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his only remaining left hand, stared at Chen Xing's back for a few seconds, and then took a deep breath.

"Let's go, follow him. Even if we die, we must find out what this man's purpose is!"

"Are we really going to follow him...?" one of the young policemen asked. "He... he's not even human..."

His face clearly showed some fear, but the next moment, a glance from the old policeman made him shut up again.

The young policeman was clearly afraid, but the older policeman's authority overwhelmed everything.

The three ran quickly and soon spotted Chen Xing running at full speed.

Chen Xing turned around and looked.

"Damn it, why are you running? Is there some big black Buddha coming to avenge his wife?"

Chen Xing was a little confused. He didn't care about it anymore, so why did they still follow him?

Upon reaching the entrance of Chenjia Village, Chen Xing stopped and looked at the group with great interest.

"Do you still have the habit of jogging at night?"

Upon hearing this, the three looked at each other in bewilderment.

Chen Xing waved his hand, too lazy to say anything more. He needed to hurry up and deliver the remains of the Great Black Buddha Mother to the White Crane Immortal Palace.

But at this moment, Chen Xing keenly noticed that the young police officer's gaze was fixed on the large piece of black Buddha flesh in his hand from beginning to end, with an extremely strong obsession.

Something's not right.

"Hey, young man with glasses, what's up?"

The young officer, wearing glasses, frowned sharply upon hearing this, his tone firm: "Open it, let me see what's inside! I can't allow you to bring any unidentified contraband into the city!"

Chen Xing refused without even thinking.

Seeing this, Officer Zhao also spoke up: "Mr. Chen, would it be convenient for us to take a look? That would put everyone's mind at ease."

"It's inconvenient," Chen Xing said firmly. "This is an evil object; looking at it will kill someone."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange change occurred.

The young police officer, who had just been on guard, suddenly seemed to be possessed by something and instantly lost control.

Their eyes were bloodshot, with fine black blood vessels appearing in the whites of their eyes. They were in a frenzy, roaring hoarsely as they tried to snatch the large piece of black Buddha Mother flesh from Chen Xing's hand.

Chen Xing's pupils dilated slightly in surprise. This abnormal state... was he possessed?

Officer Zhao, standing nearby, was also visibly shocked and shouted sternly, "Calm down! What are you doing!"

No, that's not the plan! How can we start doing this?!