Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

When the hard soil and gravel of Harbin touched the surface of the mecha, they were pushed aside by a gentle earth energy, and in front of Cui Ming, they were like jelly, easily separated to both sides with a gentle stroke.

The underground passage is not fast, but it is extremely well concealed.

Relying on the earth vein sensing of the Xuanji Armor and the information obtained from previous reconnaissance, Cui Ming adjusted his direction and sneaked directly beneath the target warehouse.

Along the way, he "heard" several simple vibration sensors and tripwires buried in the soil above, which were probably the outer perimeter of the warehouse. He carefully bypassed them.

About fifteen minutes later, he arrived directly below the warehouse.

Cui Ming's powerful spiritual perception became even clearer, and the outline of the building above, its load-bearing structure, and even some of the partitions were clearly reflected in his mind.

He could sense it above the ground.

On the first floor, there were several relatively concentrated life force and faint Qi fluctuations, distributed in different areas, seemingly in a static state.

On the second floor, there were two strong life energies, one of whom had a cold and eerie aura that made people feel clearly uncomfortable.

The other aura was the same as the aura of the plainclothes superhumans sensed earlier in the military police station.

"Got you."

Cui Ming's eyes were icy cold.

That chilling, eerie spot must be the location of the Deep One known as the Leathermaker, Qian Fu.

He did not immediately appear and emerge from the ground.

Instead, they manipulated more puppets that had been pre-positioned around the warehouse to conduct a final confirmation.

Images transmitted back by the puppets show that the first floor appears to be a simple processing and storage area:

Along the wall were several workbenches covered with white cloths, on which human figures could be vaguely seen.

Wooden crates and chemical barrels were piled up in the corner;

There were four men dressed in ordinary work clothes, but their waists were bulging (clearly concealing weapons).

The two men were smoking and talking in hushed tones near the door; one was checking the equipment on the control panel, and the other was dozing off near the back door.

Judging from their aura, all four of them have a certain level of cultivation, but they are not considered strong.

The second floor was divided into several rooms.

One of the larger rooms appears to be a living room and studio.

Inside were beds, tables and chairs, and an operating table with fixed shackles and a drain, with oddly shaped tools and bottles scattered on it.

That chilling aura lingered in the room, seemingly flipping through something at the table.

Another stronger aura is in the smaller room next door, relatively calm, perhaps indicating rest.

After figuring out the enemy's location, Cui Ming began his operation.

When Cui Ming's upper body emerged from the ground, the guard who was inspecting the equipment closest to him seemed to sense something was wrong and turned to look at him in confusion.

What greeted him was a thin needle, formed from the power of Dan Shi, that shot out silently and precisely pierced his brow.

The guard froze, his eyes instantly losing their light, as the needle-like power of the pill instantly shattered his head.

The guard's body slumped to the ground under Cui Ming's control, without making a sound.

The other three guards were completely unaware of what was happening.

Cui Ming had completely left the ground. The runes on the surface of his Xuanji Armor flickered slightly as he glided like a ghost toward the two guards smoking near the entrance.

Before the two could react, they simultaneously flung their hands out, and two Shadow Spiders instantly flew out and enveloped their heads.

Click! ×2

Before they could even groan, they collapsed to the ground.

The dozing guard seemed to be startled by the slight noise of his companion falling to the ground, and groggily opened his eyes.

His pupils shrank instantly as a dark brown figure appeared before him, a hand covered in metal armor pressing against his forehead.

The intense shock to the soul and the power of the pill-devouring erupted simultaneously. Before the guard could even fully show his fear, his consciousness sank into darkness.

The first floor was cleaned in less than five breaths.

Without pausing, Cui Ming flashed to the top of the stairs leading to the second floor.

The stairs are made of wood, so it's inevitable that they will make noise when you step on them.

But now, Cui Ming simply lightly taps his toes to activate the Tang Clan's Swift Steps, combined with the mobility granted by the Xuanji Armor.

It made him float up like a feather, drifting upwards as if flying close to the ground.

The second-floor corridor was narrow, with only two rooms lit up.

A chilling aura emanated from the larger room, while the door to the other room remained tightly shut.

Cui Ming did not go to deal with the last guard's room first.

He went directly to the door of the larger room and listened intently.

There were sounds of papers turning and rustling as someone wiped something with a damp cloth.

He gently placed his palm on the door panel, allowing his own radiating true qi to penetrate and perceive the internal structure.

It's just a regular wooden door latch.

The radiant energy originally used for detection instantly corroded the wooden latch inside the door panel.

All the internal parts became extremely fragile under the corrosive influence of the radiating true qi. Cui Ming manipulated a hidden wire and pulled it gently, and the entire door lock was completely destroyed.

The door opened a crack.

Cui Ming did not rush in immediately.

Instead, they used their spiritual power to peek through the crack in the door to see if there were any hidden dangers.

The scene inside the room came into view.

A thin, middle-aged man in a dark kimono sat with his back to the door at a desk, looking down at a piece of... human skin that was laid out.

On the nearby workbench, there was indeed a male corpse that had lost part of its skin, and the bloodstains had not yet completely dried.

The room was filled with the strong smell of preservatives and blood. On the walls hung some strange tools and several semi-finished human skin products that had been processed and resembled clothing.

The middle-aged man seemed very focused and did not notice that the door had been opened, nor did he realize that he and the guy next door were the only ones left in the dye shop.

It's now!

Without further hesitation, Cui Ming shot into the room like lightning, and at the same time, with a thought, activated the enhanced version of the Earth Vein Dragon Locking Formation that he had set up beforehand!

The ground trembled slightly, and an invisible, heavy pressure instantly enveloped the entire warehouse area.

Inside the room, Jing Fu's body suddenly slumped, his movements noticeably slowed, and he turned his head in astonishment, his eyes flashing with panic and ruthlessness.

A muffled thud and a brief gasp came from the next room, as if the people inside were also affected by the sudden pressure of gravity.

However, Cui Ming's movements were almost unaffected.

Not to mention that the Earth Vein Mystic Armor itself is connected to the earth veins and has a strong adaptability to changes in gravity.

Even without this mysterious armor, it's hard to say whether he would be unable to move an inch or walk with ease.

The moment the formation took effect, Cui Ming had already closed in on Jing Fu, his hand, covered in radiant true qi, clamping down on the other's neck like an iron clamp.

Qian Fu reacted extremely quickly, despite being suppressed by the gravity of the formation.

However, a thick cloud of blood-red mist suddenly burst forth from his body, mixed with the mournful shrieks of vengeful spirits, attempting to block Cui Ming's sudden attack.

At the same time, he slammed his left hand on a hidden mechanism on the desk.

"A trivial skill."

Cui Ming snorted coldly, and a large amount of his radiant true qi was mobilized and gushed out like mist. The blood-colored mist was completely dissolved as soon as it touched it.

Cui Ming's hand pierced through the fog without hindrance, precisely gripping Qian Jingfu's throat and lifting him up.

The power of the pill surged in, instantly sealing off all of Jing Fu's major acupoints and meridians, and even destroying his attempt to trigger the alarm.

At the same time, the door to the next room was violently kicked open.

A short, stocky man dressed in black, with a fierce look in his eyes, staggered out. He was also shrouded in a protective aura that resisted the suppression of gravity, but his movements were still slow.

Seeing that Qian Fu was subdued, he roared, formed a hand seal, and spat out a scorching flame that shot straight into Cui Ming's back.

Without turning his head, Cui Ming waved his empty left hand behind him, and a thick shield, temporarily formed by the earth vein mystic armor drawing soil and stones, instantly materialized behind him.

The flames struck the shield, exploding with a deafening roar and scattering sparks, yet they failed to budge the shield in the slightest.

Cui Ming's eyes turned cold; he had a better idea.

With a thought, Cui Ming sent a wisp of divine punishment power mixed with the power of Dan Shi to his right fingertip and pierced into Jing Fu's brow.

Qian Jingfu's eyes suddenly bulged out, his body convulsed violently, and the light in his eyes was quickly replaced by indescribable pain and fear.

He kept making strange "hoarse" sounds in his throat, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The backlash of divine retribution against those who leaked heavenly secrets was now reversed by Cui Ming and used as a tool for punishment and dismantling will, with remarkable effect.

Cui Ming casually tossed the limp Jing Fu to the ground and turned to look at the short, stocky man.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the opponent suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and his body energy surged, as if he was about to use some kind of desperate escape technique.

"Want to go?"

Cui Ming's voice was icy. He took a step forward, and the ground beneath his Xuanji Armor slightly dented.

His speed increased dramatically, and even under the suppression of the gravity array, he remained as fast as a ghost, instantly appearing in front of his opponent and throwing a punch.

Before the fist even landed, the radiation-infused true qi and the power of the pill-devouring technique within his body had already shattered the opponent's newly condensed escape technique qi light, leaving a solid imprint on his chest.

With a crisp "crack," the short, stocky man's sternum shattered, blood gushing out as he flew backward, crashing into the wall before sliding to the ground, where he lay motionless.

The battle lasted only a dozen or so breaths from start to finish.

The light of the enhanced Earth Vein Dragon Locking Array gradually faded outside the warehouse, while the Illusion Array and Isolation Array remained in place.

Cui Ming stood there, looking around the bloody workshop.

On the ground, Qian Jingfu was still convulsing unconsciously, his eyes unfocused, clearly his soul had been severely damaged.

There was no other smell in the next room, so it seemed that only the two of them were there.

He walked to the desk and quickly flipped through the documents and notes on it.