"It's very likely!"
Qin Ye snapped his fingers, "First of all, think about it. How much combat power does Cathay have to deal with the supernatural?"
"Not much." Arthis responded affirmatively, "It's never been much since ancient times. In particular, people don't seem to believe in such things nowadays.
It should be even less. "
"That's right. Secondly, his rank is definitely not too low in the ranks of the Special Investigations Department.
What should we do if we want to deal with all the supernatural incidents in Clear Creek County in one fell swoop? "
"Based on my understanding of the human heart, I'm not one to procrastinate. Instead, I'm going to cut through the Gordian knot with a swift and decisive blow.
Incidentally, the phantom market is about to begin. Who could be more suitable than the host of the phantom market? "
"He's definitely the host of the phantom market!"
Arthis nodded, "So … what are you going to do?"
"Although I don't want to face the military head-on, but …" Qin Ye quietly left, "This matter concerns the identity of the mastermind. I have no choice but to clash with these orthodox sects …"
… …
Night.
The moon was dark and the winds howled. Westriver was a place where the sun and moon were not visible for nine days out of ten.
Room 302 of the most exclusive Jinxin Hotel in Clear Creek County.
A middle-aged Taoist priest with a long black beard sat cross-legged in the modern renovations.
Every time he inhaled and exhaled, the surrounding air would fluctuate slightly.
At exactly twelve o 'clock, two wisps of white smoke puffed out from his nostrils.
"Haa …" He heaved a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.
After putting on his shoes, he walked over to the table.
There was a map of Clear Creek County laid out on the table, and he studied it carefully.
This morning, Lotus City had received a D-grade supernatural alert. Ghosts that couldn't even be detected by the supernatural perimeter had entered the Westriver Province at night.
Their target was Clear Creek County.
The hospital where Wang Chenghao was located was in the red zone, which was their main defensive zone.
The rest were located near Ethnic Minority Street, which was the location of the upcoming phantom market.
Most of the other places were yellow and green.
Qin Ye's guess was right. He was indeed the host of the phantom market.
He was also the captain of the Special Investigations Department in Rivergorge City.
"Sigh …" Several minutes later, he massaged his temples with a throbbing headache.
Every time he saw a map of the entire country, those in the know would feel deeply worried. The number of yellow zones was increasing, and the outbreak of supernatural incidents was likely to occur within the next decade or so.
The government had been desperately trying to recruit all kinds of talents related to the Underworld. They didn't even let go of the most ordinary Yin-Yang Eyes, but it was far from enough.
The current situation was like the waves before a tsunami. Wave after wave, when they accumulated to the extreme …
He didn't dare to think about it.
He closed the map and was silent for a moment. "Fellow Daoist, since you're already here, why don't you come out and meet me?"
No answer.
The Taoist turned around with a solemn look on his face. He held the fly-whisk in one hand and pulled it with all his might. A short peach wood sword suddenly appeared.
Buzz … With a light flick of his finger, the peachwood sword actually flew into the air on its own, fluttering around him like a butterfly.
"I am Zhang Fengzi, the master of the Clear Jade Temple.
I wonder which Fellow Daoist has come to give me some pointers? "
Before he finished speaking, a silver light flashed in the void. Zhang Fengzi shouted softly and the peach wood sword split into seven to eight sword shadows.
In the next second, he felt his vision blur.
Countless chains shot out of thin air.
The peach wood sword slashed at it, and countless golden sparks burst out.
Dang dang dang!
These chains were like eyes, nailing into the room.
Soon, they formed a prison of chains.
Zhang Fengzi's eyes shone brightly as he desperately searched for the most open space.
His opponent was dividing the battlefield, but … his opponent had a physical form too!
Wherever he was, there would be the least number of chains!
"This is the place!"
As he moved, his eyes suddenly brightened. The peach wood sword ignited on its own, transforming into a meteor that shot straight for the door.
But in the next second, a dazzling blade of light exploded from behind him, cleaving straight for his defenseless back!
"Not good!" In his great shock, a jade pendant slipped from his hand and was firmly grasped in his hand.
Then, he felt an icy coldness on his neck.
Whoosh … The gale abruptly stopped.
It had come too quickly, and gone even faster.
In the blink of an eye, the dust had settled. A figure wearing a bamboo hat and a black cloak appeared right behind Zhang Fengzi, holding a blade against Zhang Fengzi's neck.
"Who the hell are you?"
Zhang Fengzi gritted his teeth, "You're not a spirit … Spirits can't touch physical objects unless they're a hundred-year-old ghost … But if you're at that level, there's no need for you to make a move against me … Hang on …"
This invisible confrontation happened in the blink of an eye. Only then did he see the chains around him clearly. With just a glance, his entire body trembled. "Fengdu Sunken Gold?!"
"This is sunken Fengzi?!"
"You … you're an Emissary of Hell?!"
"No … there's actually an Emissary of Hell in this world!"
"Shut up."
Qin Ye deliberately lowered his voice and lifted the blade of his blade, causing a red mark to appear on Zhang Fengzi's neck, "You're the host of the phantom market?"
"Yes …" The slight chill on his neck instantly dampened the ecstasy in Zhang Fengzi's heart, and he responded honestly.
That said, his heart was already in turmoil. This is definitely an Emissary of Hell … I've read about it in the hidden records of my sect.
Sunken Fengzi can only be used by genuine Emissaries of Hell!
It's a natural counter to ghosts!
The situation in Cathay is already like a pot of firewood. If Hell gets involved … there's nothing better than that!
But now's obviously not the time to be asking about these things.
"Take out all the mission manuals that have been registered in the phantom market over the last six months."
Zhang Fengzi pointed to the phone on the bedside table and responded hoarsely, "The password is 642321 … Lord Emissary of Hell, feel free to ask if you want it. I just want to know … what's going on with Hell?
Why aren't we getting any response from Hell at all? "
Qin Ye hesitated for a moment, and then responded in a deep voice, "There's been a huge change in Hell. Pray for the mortal realm."
"Wha--..."
Before he could even finish speaking, Zhang Fengzi felt a sharp pain on the back of his neck, and he immediately fainted.
"What tough bones!" Qin Ye cursed under his breath as he flicked his wrist and lit a stick of Incense of Paramnesia.
Then, he picked up the phone and left.
He couldn't stay for long. He knew full well that this was the darkest place in Cathay.
Most of his forces were focused on the hospitals and phantom markets. But … there was also something else called surveillance.
He pushed open the window, and his silhouette appeared silently in the night sky.
Thirty seconds after he left, the main door suddenly burst open, and three men in black suits rushed in with guns in hand!
"Sir!" As soon as they saw Zhang Fengzi lying on the ground, they immediately moved to help him up.
But just as they were about to reach out, they were caught by surprise.
"Find …" Zhang Fengzi's eyes were bloodshot, and his hair was disheveled as he hissed through gritted teeth, "Extinguish the Incense of Paramnesia immediately … notify the Lotus City branch immediately!!
Hurry! "
"Sir …"
"Do as I say!!"
As Zhang Fengzi stood up, the bones in his neck creaked softly, and his expression contorted, "Notify Lotus City … that a genuine Emissary of Hell has appeared in Clear Creek County!
We must find him, no matter the cost!! "
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine … I've been practicing bone-shrinking techniques since I was young.
I didn't faint from that blow. "He heaved a long sigh of relief and barked," Contact the armed forces immediately!
Locate my cell phone!
Immediately!! "
"Yes!"
"Also … check the entire county's population!
Find out who's not at home at this time!
Keep an eye on anyone who's not at home!
Await further instructions from the higher-ups! "
"Yes … Sir, wouldn't this …"
Zhang Fengzi's tone was unusually firm, "Listen to me … You don't know how important a genuine Emissary of Hell is right now!
Even if it's at the cost of an entire city or province!
It's still worth it! "
Within three minutes of Qin Ye's departure, the entire Golden Prosperity Hotel was ablaze with lights!
"Shit!" He cursed under his breath. What quick reflexes!
This is completely different from what happens on TV … Don't the police always arrive after the fight is over …
At the same time, he could clearly see several off-road vehicles speeding towards his location.
"Big Dipper positioning …" He hated the technology of today. The other party wasn't going anywhere else, and they were simply heading straight for his location.
Evidently, the cell phone had a location on it!
"Arti, can I outrun the car in twenty minutes?"
"Impossible. Your body can't possibly withstand the Yin energy of the shard of King Yanluo's Seal. However, there's a way. You can fly for a short period of time.
You have to find out who took up the order from Eastsea right now! "
Whoosh … As soon as he finished speaking, Yin clouds began to gather beneath his feet. His cloak fluttered wildly, and he flew into the air like a kite.
Qin Ye was currently caught between a rock and a hard place.
First of all, he had to uncover the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes.
Western Cathay had already been infested with this old ghost, and the shard of King Yanluo's Seal was his only passport.
If he were to search through them one by one, if he were to be discovered by the other party and he didn't have any means to deal with them … it would be no different from courting death.
Secondly, it was impossible for him to pin his hopes of survival on others.
Yes, he was afraid of death, very afraid of death, so the only thing he could do was to not die.
This was a simple yet heavy wish that he would never entrust to anyone else. Furthermore, he didn't expect the Special Investigations Department to reveal the true identity of the old ghost to the world.
In fact, the other party didn't even know about it.
Moreover, even if they did manage to identify the culprit and report the matter to their superiors, it would still be impossible for Qin Ye to join the Special Investigations Department.
This was a matter of status.
The Yin energy emanating from his body couldn't deceive anyone. The supernatural outbreak wouldn't last much longer, and Qin Ye wasn't optimistic that Cathay would be able to take control of the situation quickly.
As soon as he loses control of the situation, there will definitely be people who will be reminded of the fact that he's an Emissary of Hell. What's so different about him?
Could it be mass produced?
If he sacrificed himself to create more Emissaries of Hell, then the chaotic situation would probably be stabilized …
Don't test people's hearts.
The human heart could not withstand the test.
He flew around randomly, instinctively deviating from the funeral street.
At the same time, he quickly unlocked his phone and entered the password.
Soon, he found the document.
Hurry up … His heart was filled with anxiety.
He rummaged quickly and carefully through the files.
One minute … two minutes … five minutes … ten minutes!