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He grabbed the landline phone by the bed and dialed the front desk number.
“Room 2608,” he said in a very low voice, “there’s someone harassing people outside. Check the security footage immediately, now!”
The receptionist responded with a well-trained voice on the other end of the phone, tinged with a barely perceptible hint of panic.
In the few minutes of waiting, deathly silence reigned over the room again, with only the roar of his own blood rushing through his ears.
He stood in the center of the room, his back straight as a sword, his aura flowing like a deep, still stream, every pore sensing the slightest vibration in the air.
The keen insight of the direct descendant of the Wuhou School told him—malice had not left.
The front desk's phone rang sharply, tearing through the silence.
"Mr. Zhuge,"
The woman's voice trembled with suppressed emotion, "We...we checked all the surveillance footage from the 26th-floor corridor over the past twenty minutes...no one has appeared at the door of room 2608! Not even a single waiter!"
A cold, numbing sensation instantly shot from Zhuge Qing's tailbone to the top of his head!
The lack of surveillance is more chilling than any physical threat.
It means that the rules have been broken and common sense has been trampled on.
Just then, Zhuge Qing caught a strange and incomprehensible sight outside the French windows out of the corner of his eye!
A long, thin, twisted human-shaped black shadow, like the most clumsy silhouette painting, was pressed against the outside of the tempered glass curtain wall of the 26-story building!
There were no slings, no supports, and no physical support whatsoever!
It stood there defying the laws of gravity, its head tilted at an inhuman angle, as if "gazing" into the room through the glass!
Zhuge Qing's muscles tensed instantly!
The heart pounded heavily in the chest cavity.
Nearly eighty meters in the air!
The wind howled outside the window like the wailing of ghosts, but the dark figure's robes remained motionless, like a specimen frozen in amber.
The extreme sense of horror was like being doused with ice water, but what followed was an unleashed fury that ignited the heavens!
"Fine...very good..." He practically spat out these words through gritted teeth, his icy blue eyes devoid of any languor, only a chilling light forged from utter rage remained, almost tangible. "Won't let me sleep? Then...let's see what you really are!"
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The wind on the rooftop carried the chill unique to early autumn nights, a chill that could seep into your bones.
Zhuge Qing pushed open the heavy fire door, and a gust of wind instantly filled his thin cashmere sweater.
At the edge of the huge shadow on the rooftop, a figure slowly turned around.
Pointed mouth and monkey cheeks—that's the most immediate impression.
His face was so thin it was almost unrecognizable, with high cheekbones, a sharp jaw, and skin that was sickly pale and bluish-white from years of lack of sunlight.
Its eyes were unusually large, with pupils that gleamed with an eerie, inhuman green light in the darkness, like those of some nocturnal animal.
He was wearing an ill-fitting black jumpsuit stained with unidentified dirt. His shoulders were hunched, and his Adam's apple was unusually prominent on his thin neck, bobbing up and down as he let out a strange "hoho" laugh.
"Zhuge Qing..." The voice was hoarse and shrill, like a rusty piece of iron scraping against glass, "I've been waiting for you for so long... Is this young master of the Wang family sleeping soundly in his 'luxury nest'?"
He grinned, revealing a set of uneven, yellow teeth, his smile filled with malicious mockery. "Were those 'doorbell' rings pleasant enough?"
Zhuge Qing stopped five meters in front of him, the wind blowing his bangs and revealing his eyes, which were now as cold as a frozen pool.
All the surprise and anger, when faced with the true source of this strangeness, instead settled into a stagnant, icy killing intent.
Zhuge Qing spoke, his voice not loud, but clear enough to pierce the wind, each word like it was tempered with ice, "A coward like you who only dares to knock on doors in the shadows, do you even deserve to talk about 'pleasant sounds'?"
He slightly raised his chin, and an invisible aura began to circulate around him, making the air seem thicker. "State your name, or... leave your life behind. Choose one."
"Hehehe..." The man with the pointed beak chuckled, shrugging his shoulders. "Quite the temper, huh? A little immortal from the Wuhou Sect? What's your name?"
"Hmph! It has no name."
He roared, his withered, bird-claw-like right hand suddenly reaching into his robes, and when he pulled it out, he had slammed three pigeon-egg-sized, pitch-black spheres with an ominous glow flowing across their surfaces onto the ground!
puff!puff!puff!
The moment the three "devouring sacs" touched the ground, the black light flowing on them suddenly boiled!
A thick, asphalt-like black substance gushed out wildly, twisting and shaping, accompanied by teeth-grinding metallic scraping and bone-dislocating sounds!
Crackle—!
Three figures rose from the ground amidst the swirling black mist!
"Ru Hua" - A mass-produced combat puppet manufactured by Ma Xianhong!
But these three were no ordinary creatures from Biyou Village! Their bodies were covered in matte black alloy, with grotesque bone spurs protruding from their joints, and their heads no longer had human-like features, but three blood-red, constantly rotating single eyes!
"Ha...taste the treasure the village chief gave me!" The weasel-faced man's shrill scream was filled with madness. "Tear him apart!"
The scarlet single eye on each of the three "flower-like" heads suddenly locked onto Zhuge Qing!
Without the slightest hesitation, they moved!
The movement was so fast it tore through the air, creating a sharp sonic boom!
There was no tactical coordination, only the most primal killing commands driving the encirclement and strangulation!
A creature resembling a flower suddenly attacks from the front, its arms extending at high speeds, spinning alloy chainsaws that pierce the eardrums with their shrill whistling as they cut through the air!
On the left, one of the weapons leaped into the air, its shoulder armor flipped open to reveal a dark muzzle, and a beam of eerie blue energy was frantically charging inside the barrel!
The one on the right crouched down strangely, its alloy feet gripping the ground like a spring compressed to its limit, instantly transforming into a black afterimage that sped along the ground, its target aimed directly at Zhuge Qing's lower body!
Three attacks, from top, bottom, left, and right, sealing off all evasive space, carrying a mechanical malice born purely for destruction!
Faced with this inhuman torrent of slaughter, Zhuge Qing's eyes flashed with an icy blue light! He didn't even bother to take a single step back!
On the solid concrete rooftop beneath their feet, a Qimen formation, about ten feet in diameter, outlined by pure Qi energy and with its edges shimmering with pale blue and crimson gold light, instantly unfolded!
The eight directions of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui are clearly displayed, and the four central plates rotate rapidly!
The raging wind on the rooftop seemed to have found its king at this moment, howling in submission as it surged wildly into the direction representing "Xun"!
"It's windy on the roof?" Zhuge Qing's lips curled into a cold smile. "Just what I wanted!"
Facing the oncoming, chainsaw-screaming Ru Hua:
"The character '巽' (Xun) and the wind rope!" are indicated by a dashed line.
The violent airflow on the rooftop was instantly tamed, compressed, and condensed!
Three hurricane ropes, visible to the naked eye and as condensed as blue steel cables, appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that could tear metal apart, and precisely wrapped around Ru Hua's arm joints and waist as she wielded the chainsaw!
The moment the guy rope tightened, the high-speed rotating chainsaw emitted a piercing metallic scraping and cracking sound!
Amidst the flying sparks, the alloy blade, capable of cutting through tank armor, was locked, entangled, twisted, and deformed by the violent wind pressure!
Like a flower rushing forward, it came to an abrupt halt, as if it had crashed into an invisible spider web!
Almost simultaneously, the Flower Shoulder Cannon, which had been charging up from the left, emitted a brilliant glow!
"The word 'separation' and the fleeting light of fireflies!"
Zhuge Qing made a hand seal with his left hand and pointed it towards the dark blue cannon muzzle!
Chi Chi Chi -!
A burst of crimson light flashed in the "Li" position of the Qimen Dunjia chart!
Countless tiny, dust-like, yet intensely fiery golden sparks appeared out of thin air!
They were not flames, but highly condensed pure Yang fire essence! Like iron filings attracted by a magnet, thousands of sparks instantly converged into a golden beam of light as solid as a substance, arriving first and hitting the muzzle of the flower-shouldered cannon with perfect precision!
boom--! ! ! !
An explosion, ten times more powerful than the expected energy barrage, blasted open on Ru Hua's shoulder!
Golden flames erupted from the cannon muzzle and the gaps in the armor like magma!
The intense heat instantly melted the alloy, and a pungent, burnt smell filled the air!
The body, like a tattered rag doll that had been set ablaze, plummeted from mid-air, billowing black smoke and golden flames, and crashed heavily onto the edge of the rooftop. The red light in its single eye flickered wildly before finally going out!
Ru Hua, who was attacking from the right side at a low speed, was already close!
It leaped up like a venomous snake, its alloy claws gleaming coldly, aiming straight for Zhuge Qing's heart!
It moved so fast that it left only a blur on the retina!
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Zhuge Qing didn't even look at it.
He stepped forward, facing the chainsaw-like figure that was bound by the guy ropes and struggling and howling.
"The Union of Xun and Li - Wind and Fire Wheels!"
With his cool, low shout, the blue and red light of the Qimen formation beneath his feet suddenly merged!
The directions representing "Xun" and "Li" burst forth with unprecedented brilliance!
The wind ropes that were wrapped around the chainsaw like flowers suddenly turned a fiery gold!
It was no longer a constraint, but transformed into a giant wind blade wheel that spun at high speed and spewed golden flames from its edges!
Sizzle—BOOM!!!
Like a hot knife cutting into butter!
The chainsaw, which was crushed head-on by the whirlwind, along with its twisted and mangled alloy limbs, was instantly shredded, ignited, and turned into molten metal fragments and charred remains that flew everywhere amidst a chilling cutting and exploding sound!
The raging fire hurricane continued its relentless advance, like a roaring fire tornado, grazing Zhuge Qing's clothes before crashing into the flower-like creature that pounced from the right!
Ru Hua, who was attacking at ground level, was hit head-on by a high-speed train. Before she could even scream, her entire body was torn apart, ignited, and exploded into countless burning fragments in the extreme violence of wind and fire, which scattered in all directions!
The burning debris crashed onto the cold concrete floor like a meteor, hissing as it quickly turned to charcoal.
The wind died down, and the fire died down.