As far as the eye could see, there was dense fog, and the fog particles flowed with the air, like a stream, like dancing gauze.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't wander around, he stood cautiously in place.

Li Xianzong summoned this thick fog, does he not intend to give up? The longer he delays, the smaller the chance of escape. Does this guy have another reliance, or is his brain malfunctioning...

In addition, although Fu Qingyang couldn't be contacted, the Security Bureau must have reported the situation. It's understandable that the attendants couldn't arrive in a short time, but can't Elder Dog come?

Next time I see him, I will definitely give him a good scolding...

Just as he was thinking, he heard a gunshot, and his heart immediately skipped a beat. He instinctively threw himself down and rolled.

"Bang bang..."

Two more gunshots, Zhang Yuanqing felt a pain in his lower abdomen, knowing that he had been shot.

Using his memory, he rolled all the way to the edge of a public seat, using the inquiry counter as a shield against the following bullets.

"Da da da..."

Footsteps came from deep within the fog, followed by a casual laughter:

"I still have two minutes left, Yuanqing, if you can hold on for two minutes under my hand, then we'll play again next time. Otherwise, I'll end the trial early today and exchange your head for the reward money."

Arrogant!! Zhang Yuanqing was particularly irritable and impulsive, instinctively wanting to raise his gun and shoot at the source of the sound, but he suppressed his temper.

He's provoking me to make a move... Zhang Yuanqing recalled the details just now.

When the gunshots sounded, he was standing still. If the other party had already locked onto him at that time, his head would have been blown off long ago.

However, when he made the rolling motion, the bullet hit his lower abdomen.

Is it because a moving target is easier to hit than a stationary one? Obviously not, it's because he didn't stand still. At that time, he didn't expose his position, but he was locked onto when he rolled.

The other party likely judged my position based on the movement of the fog. Zhang Yuanqing quietly summoned Xiao Dou Bi and controlled him to climb onto the inquiry counter, knocking over the potted plant.

"Clang... bang..."

The sound of the potted plant shattering synchronized with the gunshot.

Sure enough, he judged my position based on the movement of the fog... In the instant the gunshot sounded, Zhang Yuanqing pounced out and shot towards the source of the sound.

The barrel slid, spitting out flames and smoke, and the bullet left a faint red trajectory in the dense fog.

The bullet didn't hit the enemy, but turned into a stray bullet bouncing between the walls.

This is his true shooting level.

Damn, I missed... Zhang Yuanqing continued to roll, entered stealth mode, and fled outside the waiting hall.

There's no need to confront this guy head-on. The hostage has been rescued, escaping is the right choice.

I have companions, why should I fight you one-on-one?

Just as he was about to take action, the fog surged behind him, and a wave of attacks came.

Without thinking, Zhang Yuanqing turned around and fired a shot.

The attacker behind him seemed to have anticipated his move in advance. Before he turned around and raised his arm, the bullet grazed his ear with a faint red light.

"In my fog, you can't escape..."

The two sides were close enough, and in the dense fog, a face with distinct edges and corners appeared, with a high nose bridge, sharp eyes like knives, and a shallow smile that seemed mocking and provoking at the corner of his mouth.

As Zhang Yuanqing saw this face, he also saw the dark red mysterious runes that stood out in the opponent's eyes.

Enchantment!

The signature skill of the Enchanting Demon at the Transcendent stage, long-term enchantment can reach the level of manipulating others, and short-term enchantment can have an impact on a person's mental power.

Zhang Yuanqing remained indifferent and raised his gun to shoot.

With the experience of the previous battle with Ou Xiangrong, he had already prepared a purification in advance.

Li Xianzong's face showed obvious astonishment. He displayed the reaction ability that an Enchanting Demon should have. His body leaned back, lifting his right leg, and kicked Zhang Yuanqing's wrist with a "crack," causing the bullet to hit the ceiling.

The explosive pistol in Zhang Yuanqing's hand flew out, spinning and falling towards the lobby on the first floor.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Yuanqing activated his Night Travel skill and disappeared.

At this moment, he saw Li Xianzong raise his gun and aim at him, who had already dodged to the side.

He can see me? He's judging my position based on the movement of the fog... Zhang Yuanqing's heart skipped a beat.

Night Travel can conceal sound, breath, and heat, but it doesn't truly make him intangible. His actions would definitely cause air currents.

To some extent, the Enchanting Demon's ability is quite effective against the stealth of the Night Travel God.

Bang bang!

Bullets hit the ground, shattering the tiles. Zhang Yuanqing, who had avoided the bullets, crouched and circled behind Li Xianzong, closing the distance and not giving the opponent a chance to shoot.

He held the Demon Subduing Staff in one hand and the Bloodthirsty Blade in the other. The former stabbed towards the back, while the latter chiseled towards the neck.

Li Xianzong's mouth curled up, he took a step diagonally to the side, spun around, and his right hand's five fingers flew, the silver butterfly knife opened its wings in the process, revealing its dangerous blade.

Li Xianzong swept horizontally with his backhand, precisely hitting the blade of the Bloodthirsty Blade. Clang, sparks flew.

Zhang Yuanqing's hand went numb, and he almost couldn't hold onto the handle of the knife.

Suddenly, in Zhang Yuanqing's vision, he saw Li Xianzong's leg muscles bulge, and the muscles in his waist and back tightened, bursting with a force that descended from top to bottom.

Insightful Eyes gave him the ability to predict the opponent's actions.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately pressed down with his palm.

"Crack!"

A slight sound of bones breaking came, his palm bones were shattered by the hard knee.

Zhang Yuanqing staggered back.The thick fog still obstructed his vision, otherwise he would have reacted faster.

Flames ignited at Li Xianzong's knee, burning through his pants; his knee was burned, but he seemed unaffected by the pain, continuing his relentless attacks.

The butterfly knife stabbed, picked, slashed, and pierced, leaving difficult-to-heal bloodstains on Zhang Yuanqing's body.

At the same time, his free hand and legs were also formidable weapons, forcing Zhang Yuanqing to retreat.

Li Xianzong's close combat ability far surpassed Zhang Yuanqing's, and his level 3 physical fitness was higher than the level 2 Night Wanderer.

If it weren't for the "Insightful Eye" granting him the ability to predict, and the thug's gloves granting him agility, Zhang Yuanqing would have already been dismembered.

"Poof!"

Li Xianzong stabbed Zhang Yuanqing's chest, causing a gush of blood. This enchanting demon tasted the flavor of blood, his eyes turned crimson, and his fighting spirit soared.

Deng deng deng... Zhang Yuanqing gasped for breath as he retreated.

His current condition was terrible, with intense pain all over his body. The unhealable wounds gradually showed signs of excessive bleeding, causing symptoms such as dizziness and fatigue.

Clearly, the butterfly knife in Li Xianzong's hand also had a bloodletting function.

Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet? Is the fog hindering them? I can't hold on much longer. Fortunately, I didn't use the Moon Toad Incense Burner, otherwise I would have played with fire and burned myself... Zhang Yuanqing's physical condition plummeted.

Facing the enemy's relentless attacks, he didn't even have time to take out the Red Hat. Moreover, summoning the Ghost Bride required two to three seconds of "charging", which was not suitable for this situation.

He had to find a way to create time...

"Not bad, but much weaker than I imagined." Li Xianzong stuck out his tongue, as if wanting to lick the bloodstains on the blade, but for some reason, he held back and grinned:

"You have one minute left. Don't expect reinforcements to come and save you. The fog will make them lose their way, creating a ghost wall effect. No one will come to save a piece of meat on a chopping board."

While speaking, he didn't slow down his movements, not giving Zhang Yuanqing a chance to catch his breath, and pounced on him.

You arrogant bastard! A flash of fire ignited in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes. He clenched his fists and fiercely collided with his chest.

Boom!

Flames and shockwaves raged in the waiting hall.

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes burned with anger as he relentlessly struck with his fists.

Boom boom boom!

Explosions followed one after another, and the impact was like a tidal wave.

Li Xianzong was stunned by the intense explosions, and the shockwaves pushed against his chest, throwing him away and forcing him to curl up and give up his attack.

The explosions lasted for more than ten seconds before finally subsiding. Zhang Yuanqing collapsed to the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices, with multiple organ injuries, but he had finally created an opportunity.

Without hesitation, he immediately summoned the Red Hat.

But at this moment, Zhang Yuanqing started coughing violently, coughing up blood. Blood even spurted from his nose. He began to hallucinate, feeling his lungs burning and his kidneys rapidly failing.

He was poisoned.

Li Xianzong, who was curled up on the ground, laughed arrogantly and gleefully. He slowly got up and smirked:

"The Night Wanderer's vitality is indeed strong. The poison I fed him on the blade took over a minute to take effect. Although witch doctors are lowly and filthy, their methods are effective."

He had killed a level 4 witch doctor, and he had poison... Zhang Yuanqing's vision became increasingly blurry, his limbs became weak, his heartbeat weakened, and despair filled his heart.

Li Xianzong didn't waste any more words. He pulled out the handgun from his waist and aimed at Zhang Yuanqing's head:

"Sorry, I'll be taking your head..."

The next moment, he lost his vision.

A small Infant Spirit tightly clung to Li Xianzong's lower leg, taking away his vision.

You silly little thing... Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. He didn't give any attack orders to the silly little thing. On one hand, he was busy dealing with the enemy, and on the other hand, the thug's gloves made him reckless and brainless.

But seeing his master in danger, the silly little thing took action on its own. On second thought, it already had a considerable level of intelligence.

Seizing this opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing's hands trembled as he struggled to put on the Red Hat.

"Hmph!"

Li Xianzong, who had lost his vision, was not panicked. He took out a smelly coat from his inventory and put it on.

Then, he clasped his hands together and bowed towards his feet.

Fortune Reduction, Curse!

The witch doctor's fortune reduction and curse affected both physical and spiritual entities. Although it was not as skillful as an illusionist when dealing with spiritual entities, it could still have a good effect on low-level resentful spirits like Zhang Yuanqing.

The filthy coat rippled with dark waves, rushing towards the Infant Spirit clinging to his lower leg.

The silly little thing screamed, quickly dissipating and becoming murky, tainted with filth, but it still didn't let go.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...

As the vision was exchanged, the silly little thing persisted until the end, slumping to the ground, becoming increasingly faint...

When his vision returned, Li Xianzong looked at Zhang Yuanqing and saw the red cloth covering his head. Terrifying and majestic Yin Qi descended like a tide, like a tsunami.

Li Xianzong's hair stood on end, and his intuition as an enchanting demon began to sound the alarm.

He shot two bullets at the enemy's head without looking at the result, quickly took out a chalk from his pocket, and drew a circle on the ground.

The next moment, a yellowish light curtain enveloped the circle, enveloping him.

Li Xianzong disappeared within the light curtain.And at this moment, Zhang Yuanqing's body was taken over by the ghost bride. His arms turned black, his muscles became knotted, and black blood vessels protruded, with sharp nails popping out of his ten fingers.

But the enemy had already disappeared.

The ghost bride couldn't find the enemy and stood still in a daze.

It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from bit.ly/3iBfjkV.

Go, go save him... Zhang Yuanqing silently said in his heart.

The ghost bride felt his will and walked slowly towards the dying little fool.

Zhang Yuanqing influenced the ghost bride, slowly kneeling down, opening his arms, and holding the dying infant spirit in his arms, as if holding something that had been lost and regained.

He integrated the little fool into his body and finally lost consciousness, feeling relieved.

...

Fu Family Bay.

The sun was setting, and in the spacious conference hall.

Fu Qingyang's face was frosty as he listened to the reports from his subordinates.

In front of the conference table sat Bai Long, Qing Teng, Teng Yuan, Da Ji Ba, Fist King, and other Kangyang District captains, as well as some important members.

"In the attack on Pingtai Hospital this time, seven people were killed and twenty-three were injured. The bomb has been defused, but it has caused a bad influence. It has been handed over to the Public Security Bureau for handling..." Li Dongze briefly mentioned the aftermath matters. These were not the responsibility of the Five Elements Alliance. Their main task was to kill the rebellious Lingjing practitioners.

"Except for the mastermind Li Xianzong who escaped, all the other criminals have been killed. Li Xianzong had planned this for a long time. He bewitched the fallen ones and deepened their belief in self-destruction, causing them to launch suicide attacks. And Li Xianzong himself had already prepared an escape route..." Li Dongze raised the remote control and turned on the projector.

A photo appeared on the screen, showing a circle drawn with chalk.

"After on-site investigation, we found the means of Li Xianzong's escape. According to the analysis of our colleagues in the courtyard, this should be a prop of the 'Soil Monster' profession. Unfortunately, the surveillance was turned off at that time, and we didn't see the specific situation." Li Dongze said.

Rarely attending the meeting, Ling Jun said:

"Fortunately, this kind of attack is difficult to replicate. According to the moral value punishment mechanism, although people were killed by the fallen ones, Li Xianzong bewitched them, and a certain amount of moral value will be deducted. For a long time, he won't dare to play like this again."

The mechanism of moral values is divided into direct and indirect. Indirect killing refers to Lingjing practitioners using their abilities to control others to commit crimes. However, compared to direct killing, the deducted moral values for indirect killing are less, and it also depends on the strength of control.

For example, directly controlling a "puppet" to kill someone deducts the same amount of moral values as direct killing, but instigating and inciting others to commit crimes will deduct different amounts of moral values, with some being reduced or halved.

The Lingjing realm has no bugs. It is like a carefully written program that anticipates all the loopholes that people can think of in advance.

At this time, Jiang Jingwei complained, "If the elder could have arrived in time, the situation would have been resolved long ago."

She said what the captains dared not say.

They knew that Fu Qingyang had been attacked by the female guardian of the Void Sect, Igawa Bi, but they didn't understand why Elder Gou had not arrived yet.

Fu Qingyang looked around the table and said, "Elder Gou went to the capital for some business."

To purify the red dancing shoes for the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

After a brief explanation, he looked at Guan Ya and asked, "Guan Ya, he has been injected with the Life Essence, and his life is not in danger. But after waking up, he feels a bit depressed."

The captains couldn't help but think of the scene when they found the Primordial Heavenly Venerable. He knelt on the ground, holding something in his hands, motionless, with very weak vital signs.

When examining his injuries, they found more than ten knife wounds and two gunshot wounds all over his body, severe blood loss, and organ failure.

It was hard to imagine what kind of blow he had suffered in the short span of one or two minutes.

Fu Qingyang frowned slightly, then relaxed and said, "Being able to survive under Li Xianzong's hand is already lucky. The Primordial Heavenly Venerable's momentum started too fast, and it won't be a bad thing for him to suffer some setbacks."

After a pause, he added, "No one should comfort him."

It will only stimulate his self-esteem.

Fu Qingyang continued, "Next, your task is to search for Li Xianzong with all your efforts in your respective jurisdictions and warn the subordinates in the team to be prepared for possible attacks."

"You 3rd-level practitioners should not act alone anymore. Keep your phones open, Igawa Bi has been injured by me and won't appear in the short term. Ling Jun and I will be online 24 hours a day."

"For the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, let him stay at home these days and not go out."

The trial tasks of the evil organizations are jointly launched by the Lingneng Society, the Bishop of the Evil, and the Void Sect. They are aimed at all evil professions, and anyone can hunt official practitioners for rewards.

However, most of the time, the battles between small characters are seen as minor skirmishes by most people and lack attention. The real highlight is the duel between geniuses or powerful individuals.

The captains nodded slightly.

They were experienced official practitioners and had experienced many situations like this.

Every mid-year and year-end, evil professions would unilaterally hunt official practitioners, and both sides would engage in reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, hunting and counter-hunting, resulting in casualties on both sides.

Overall, the officials still had the advantage, but the only headache was that these rats in the gutter were good at guerrilla warfare, with unpredictable movements, making the official practitioners passive. They were not afraid of a direct confrontation, but they were afraid of being hit unexpectedly.

"Let's adjourn the meeting!" Fu Qingyang looked at Guan Ya, who was of mixed blood, and said, "Guan Ya, stay."

Everyone left the meeting room, and in the spacious room, only the cousin and cousin were left."You should be entering the Spirit Realm soon, right?" Fu Qingyang asked.

"Within half a month." Guan Ya nodded.

Fu Qingyang opened his item bar, pulled out a rifle about 1.2 meters long. The gun body was pitch black, painted with golden patterns, incredibly dazzling.

He pushed the rifle to Guan Ya, "I remember you applied for this item from the family,

but the elders were not satisfied with your laziness and did not approve. From now on, it's yours."

Guan Ya raised an eyebrow, "The elders agreed?"

Fu Qingyang shook his head:

"This is a reward from the family, celebrating my early entry into the elder council, as long as I can ascend to the dominator in the mid-year slaughter instance. You've been stuck at level 2 for a long time, this time in the Spirit Realm, I hope you can upgrade to level 3. This rifle will qualify you to participate in the mid-year instance.

"You can't always stay like this, even the Primordial is at level 2."

This time, Guan Ya did not refuse. She looked at the weapon she had long coveted and fell silent.

......

In the suburbs of Songhai, an underground bar.

The light was soft, the air was filled with the smell of smoke and sweat, and soothing music played from the speakers.

Although it was a bar, there were no dazzling lights or noisy waves here, because this was a black market where evil professions gathered, used for exchanging information, trading, and secret rendezvous.

Indulging in pleasure was secondary.

Around the booth, there were about twenty or thirty people of evil professions. Some were whispering, some were bargaining, and some were doing indecent exercises in public.

Li Xianzong came down the stairs to the underground bar, sat down next to "Tian Lingling", and said, "Give me a bottle of wine, anything will do."

The bartender pushed over a glass of beer.

Li Xianzong gulped it down and burped comfortably.

"Killing people and drinking, the ultimate pleasure in life." Tian Lingling patted the younger man's shoulder and laughed, "We've all heard about what you did today. You've made quite a name for yourself in Songhai."

Li Xianzong scoffed, "I haven't killed the Primordial yet. If you want to celebrate for me, wait until I slaughter that kid."

Tian Lingling swirled his glass of wine, "Have you crossed hands with him? How is that kid, as evil as the rumors say?"

"He's indeed quite evil, has a Saint-level item. As for the person himself, he's not bad, but it's not difficult to kill him." Li Xianzong said casually.

"As long as you're confident." Tian Lingling nodded, then asked, "What kind of item?"

"A piece of rag, a Night Wanderer profession's. Uncle Tian, do you have any channels to get me an Illusionist's item? Without restraining that item, it would be hard to kill him."

Li Xianzong stated his purpose for coming today.

Upon hearing this, Tian Lingling laughed, "You should go find Igawa Bi. With your physique and looks, just give her two kidneys."

Li Xianzong rolled his eyes.

Tian Lingling stood up, looked at the crowd, and shouted, "Everyone, have you heard about what happened at Pingtai Hospital today? Was it satisfying?"

The evil professions all stopped what they were doing, turned their heads towards this side, and shouted in unison.

"Satisfying!"

"Was it cool?"

"Cool!"

"Let's welcome our hero, drinks are on the house today."

The cheers grew louder.

"You really aren't afraid of death, huh? You managed to get out of this unscathed, well done. I like madmen like you."

"Hahaha, the trial just started, and you've already made a name for yourself in the Songhai branch. You're much more impressive than those guys who went to the capital."

"Did you beat the shit out of that Primordial kid?"

"Hero, we'll follow you from now on. Take us to kill some official walkers and earn some extra money."

Shouts and laughter echoed back and forth.

The woman doing exercises deliberately let out a high-pitched scream.

Li Xianzong grinned and said, "A bunch of idiots!"

When the noise died down, Tian Lingling said:

"You weren't followed, were you? Did you take care of the tail?"

Li Xianzong said casually:

"I've got it under control, I left before the Saints and Elders arrived."

Among the Transcendent walkers, no one capable of tracking him has been born yet, not even scouts.

Just as he was speaking, footsteps sounded at the stairway.

"Thump, thump, thump......"

The footsteps were strange, pausing for a few seconds after each step, like a toddler learning to walk.

At first, no one paid any attention, but gradually, more and more people frowned and turned their heads towards the stairway.

The footsteps descended at a steady pace, maintaining a slow rhythm, as if deliberately trying to attract attention.

Finally, they saw the person's appearance.

It was a woman in a bright red ancient dress, embroidered with gorgeous gold threads, wearing a silver mask.

She was holding a faintly visible red string in her hand.

Li Xianzong's face changed abruptly, he quickly lowered his head and saw a red thread as thin as a hair tied around his ankle.

The woman in the red dress let go of the red string, allowing it to dissipate. She stood on her tiptoes like a little girl, hands behind her back, and giggled:

"Oh, it's so lively here. What are you all playing? Can I join?"

The eyes under the silver mask moved, looking at the bald man. She exclaimed in surprise:

"Ah, it's you, Tian Lingling. I finally found you~ Do you still remember the Chu family massacre twenty-one years ago?"