Chapter 151

"The operational difficulty of Dou Tian Shen Lei has increased; hence, we will now focus on enhancing the manipulation of this ability."

Xu Jingming took a deep breath, accompanied by the crackling sound of lightning arcs.

Golden Dou Tian Shen Lei swirled around him, shifting into various forms under his control...

Time passed swiftly.

6:00 PM, Shun'an Supply Base plaza.

The sudden appearance of the Tianming Sect had the greatest impact on the first-year students of the three academies.

But for other psychics, aside from knowing that a religious organization had provoked the top academies, they paid little attention.

The entire plaza of the supply base remained bustling with people coming and going.

At this moment,

In the distant sky, a sleek, black aircraft with a sci-fi appearance rapidly flew toward them.

"What the hell? What kind of aircraft is that? So cool?"

"No propellers, no jet exhaust—could this be a anti-gravity aircraft from a civilization relic?"

"Whoa, anti-gravity aircraft are unobtainable even with money—they're strategic resources. Who's this big shot coming to our base?"

"......"

Under the stunned gazes of the psychics, the black aircraft landed on the plaza.

Hss—

The hatch opened.

A middle-aged man in black combat gear stepped out of the aircraft.

The man had an ordinary face and a slender build, but his eyes were as deep as the stars.

The instant the man stepped out of the aircraft, time seemed to halt—the entire plaza fell silent.

Then the noise resumed, yet the psychics who had just been discussing the aircraft...

Acted as if they saw neither the aircraft nor the man, continuing their own business as if nothing had happened.

The man in black combat gear walked toward the supply base; whenever any psychic was about to collide with him...

They instinctively sidestepped, moving with perfect fluidity, without the slightest pause...

"Let me go! The Divine will not forgive you!"

"The Great Divine shall save His faithful followers."

"......"

On the fourth floor of the Shun'an Supply Base, the original lobby had been converted into a temporary detention area.

More than a dozen members of the Tianming Sect, including the Grand Bishop, were all imprisoned here.

Aside from the Grand Bishop, the others were frantically struggling and shouting.

Yet under Ling Shuang's spatial ability, their struggles had no effect whatsoever.

They couldn't even commit suicide—only helplessly rage in place.

In the fourth-floor lobby, besides Ling Shuang, Xu Ping, and Jiang Mo—the three vice principals—

There were also four or five sixth-rank instructors from the three academies, along with fully armed psychic squads assigned by the supply base, guarding the area.

Even personnel from the Public Security Bureau, specialized in interrogation, were present.

At this moment, the head of the Public Security Bureau's Intelligence Division—

A forty-something fifth-rank psychic specializing in mental abilities—was sweating profusely as he explained to Ling Shuang and the others:

"These cultists from the Tianming Sect are too stubborn—we can't extract any useful information from them..."

As head of the Intelligence Division, he had extracted intelligence from countless hardened criminals.

Yet facing this group, after two or three hours of effort, he had gained nothing.

On one hand, his rank was only fifth-tier; his mental ability had little effect on these sixth-rank psychics.

On the other hand, the cultists' minds had been almost entirely brainwashed—hard to extract useful information through interrogation.

"Understood. You've worked long enough—go rest for now."

Ling Shuang frowned slightly and waved her hand, signaling the Public Security Bureau personnel to withdraw.

She had anticipated the Tianming Sect members would be hard to interrogate, but hadn't expected even professionals couldn't break them.

"You fools, if I were you, I wouldn't waste my time."

At the center of the hall, the Grand Bishop of the Tianming Sect wore a sneering expression on his soft, androgynous face.

Ling Shuang and the others were all Grand Masters—they wouldn't be provoked by such words.

"Even the Intelligence Division couldn't get anything. Looks like we'll have to wait for someone from above to arrive."

Jiang Mo, the vice principal of Jin University, rubbed his temples in frustration.

Among the three top academies, if anyone was most eager to extract information from the Tianming Sect, it was undoubtedly Jin University.

The top freshman was a Tianming Sect mole—and nearly killed two S-rank psychics.

If they couldn't find out which other freshmen were Tianming Sect agents, he wouldn't be able to sleep a wink.

"Don't rush. By now, the people sent from above should be arriving."

Ling Shuang said calmly.

More than four hours ago, she had already reported this matter to the national leadership.

Tap, tap, tap...

At this moment, crisp footsteps echoed down the corridor, drawing nearer.

Simultaneously, a faint aura of pressure spread through the air.

Inside the hall, besides Ling Shuang, Xu Ping, and Jiang Mo—the three vice principals—

Including the Archbishop, the rest of them had actually fallen into a dazed, unconscious state.

Even the few Tianming Sect fanatics who had been shouting nonstop suddenly went silent, their eyes vacant.

"This aura..."

The three of them—Hearing Ling Shuang included—changed expression slightly and looked toward the hall's entrance at the same time.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting."

Accompanying the faintly amused voice, a middle-aged man in black combat attire walked into the hall.

Seeing this man, the three of them—Hearing Ling Shuang included—hurriedly bowed respectfully:

"Lord Liu, we didn't expect you to come in person."

Liu Yushan, possessor of an A-rank psychic-type ability.

He was one of the dozens of ninth-rank Martial Saints of the Great Xia nation, holding a position of great power and authority.

"The Tianming Sect has resurfaced after more than sixty years—I had to come in person."

Liu Yushan smiled and waved his hand.

Hearing Ling Shuang and the others breathed a sigh of relief at his words; with this big shot present, there was no need to worry about the Tianming Sect people keeping their mouths shut.

Liu Yushan walked straight up to the Archbishop and asked in a flat tone:

"Are you the Supreme Pontiff of the Tianming Sect?"

The Archbishop, who had refused to say a word no matter what, answered directly as if he were being controlled:

"No, I'm only the Archbishop."

"What is the objective of this operation of yours?"

"To kill the new students of the three academies and announce the existence of the Tianming Sect."

"Do you have moles in all the major academies? How many?"

"No, only at Jin University..."

"..."

And so the two of them went back and forth, question and answer.

The entire conversation was recorded by a camera that had been set up nearby beforehand.

However, whenever Liu Yushan asked key questions like 'the distribution map of the Tianming Sect's strongholds' or 'who the Supreme Pontiff of the Tianming Sect is,'

the Archbishop would always fall into a dazed state and be unable to answer.

"The Archbishop's memories have been tampered with by another ability user; there's no way to extract too much critical information."

After more than ten minutes, unable to squeeze any more information out of the Archbishop, Liu Yushan stopped questioning him.

"But judging from the information we just obtained, the Tianming Sect that appeared this time is definitely not the whole of them.

Behind them, there must be an even larger conspiracy organization hiding."

Liu Yushan deliberated, "I'll report this intelligence to the nation's Supreme Council shortly and let them discuss it.

I believe it won't be long before the response measures to be taken against the Tianming Sect are announced."

"Understood."

The three of them—Hearing Ling Shuang included—nodded at the same time.

With the intelligence just obtained, what came next would be much easier to handle.

"Let's leave the Tianming Sect matter here for now. The other thing is Xu Jingming's ability evolution."

Liu Yushan looked at Hearing Ling Shuang: "Principal Ling, where is Xu Jingming? I want to meet him."