Chapter 249: Terrifying Master! I Know Who the Murderer Is

Broad daylight, bright universe.

Great terror descended from the sky, not knowing where it came from, not knowing where it went, like a glimpse of a startled swan, like the angry sea facing the sun.

In Qin Shi's eyes, he only felt that in an instant, heaven was dim, earth was dim, the sun had no light, all stars were hidden, all things in the world were like falling into the abyss, and the mountains and rivers were like sinking into the river and sea.

Everything had no heavenly light.

Everything was dark and not bright.

At that moment, he finally knew what it meant to be as high as the sky, what it meant to be invincible.

In front of absolute

In the blink of an eye, Qin Shi's weak and pathetic soul-aspect was instantly annihilated, like a candle in the wind, like the blood-weeping setting sun, leaving only a trace of intense, strange color that turned into smoke and drifted away.

"Who is it?"

"Seeking death!"

Almost at the same moment, Ren Ping'an and Gao Wenliang reacted.

Qin Shi, who had been in high spirits, suddenly stopped, the light in his eyes rapidly disappearing, and his bodily functions regressing in an instant; the whole person seemed like he was about to die, actually falling straight down in front of them.

The two great masters reacted immediately; this was someone making a move, a soul-aspect descending, attacking from a distance, and it happened in broad daylight under the eyes of everyone—it was simply lawless and without taboos.

Boom—

Too late to think, the soul-aspects of Ren Ping'an and Gao Wenliang left their bodies simultaneously.

The fluctuations produced by the two great High Merit soul-aspects naturally attracted the attention of many masters nearby.

Hum...

Just at this moment, Ren Ping'an and Gao Wenliang finally caught a glimpse of a corner of that mysterious master.

A terrifying soul-aspect covered the sky and earth, draped in a layer of mysterious radiance; under this radiance, even their soul-aspects were trembling and nearly collapsing.

"This is... soul-aspect nature light?"

"Great Being Realm!?"

In the hearts of the two great masters, Ren Ping'an and Gao Wenliang, a voice seemed to be roaring wildly.

At this moment, even they felt deep fear; this was a sense of oppression from a superior, and even as High Merit powerhouses, facing such oppression, they were trembling and unable to control themselves.

Hum...

That vast and terrifying soul-aspect seemed not to have noticed these two tiny existences; it was like a huge creature in the ocean, turning around and leaving.

It was precisely this turn that caused the fluctuations to ripple outward, spreading to the surroundings.

"You..."

Ren Ping'an let out a startled roar, and cracks actually appeared on his soul-aspect.

Hum...

He was already old, and at this realm, he was already at the end of his rope, his soul-aspect gradually declining; at this moment, under the waves raised by that turn, he was like a candle in the wind, instantly extinguished.

Boom—

Gao Wenliang watched, both shocked and angry.

At this moment, he was like a child swimming by the sea; a giant whale swam past, and although it had not noticed him, the waves it raised could swallow him into the vast ocean.

Roar...

Too late to think, Gao Wenliang's soul-aspect suddenly vibrated, and a strange frequency rose eerily, like a dragon's roar flowing, endless and unceasing.

"Dragon God Roar!"

This move was a technique he had realized after seeing Chen Long in the Wu Wei Sect back then, when the other party's strange and mysterious temperament was deeply imprinted in his heart; over time, he had finally understood it, capable of vibrating the soul-aspect like a dragon's roar, enough to cover the blue clouds over a thousand mountains.

With Gao Wenliang's current realm, performing this move would also cause no small damage to his own soul-aspect, but with Ren Ping'an's precedent, at this life-and-death moment, he could not care about much else.

Gao Wenliang knew well that this master who dared to kill Qin Shi in broad daylight was no ordinary person, and his methods were so terrifying that killing him was like killing an ant.

Boom—

The dragon's roar shook, and invisible fluctuations spread inward and outward.

Gao Wenliang's soul-aspect seemed to fall into a raging ocean, the fluctuations around his body colliding with the fluctuations formed by Zhang Fan's soul-aspect turning.

Bang...

In an instant, the two collided, and the terrifying aftermath turned into layers of ripples, flipping Gao Wenliang's soul-aspect away; the latter let out a muffled groan, feeling the surrounding radiance dim, as if the great night were coming.

He gritted his teeth, using his last bit of strength and luck, and finally returned to his physical body.

Pfft...

The moment Gao Wenliang's soul-aspect returned to his body, he spat out a mouthful of old blood, his whole body collapsing to the ground, his face as pale as paper; looking back, Qin Shi and Ren Ping'an had already fallen to the ground, their bodies stiff, their breathing weak and intermittent.

Gao Wenliang's eyes were filled with deep lingering fear; he looked blankly at the surroundings, where many onlookers had already gathered, and at this moment, they were looking at him with suspicious gazes.

He knew that perhaps that great master was hiding among these people.

Too late to think, Gao Wenliang's trembling hand reached into his pocket, took out a mobile phone, and dialed a number.

The onlookers grew more numerous; Fang Changle looked at Zhang Fan, who had regained his mobility, and could not help but say: "Done?"

"Should be; I hadn't even tasted it yet, and he was gone," Zhang Fan said casually.

Qin Shi was only at the Wang Xuanmiao Master Realm; of the nine Daoist realms, he had only taken three steps.

A soul-aspect with such cultivation in front of Zhang Fan was simply the light of a firefly, extinguished with a blow; how could it block Zhang Fan's soul-aspect nature light!?

"Meeting you counts as his bad luck," Fang Changle said casually.

The Zhang Fan of today is not the rookie he was when he first came down from Zhenwu Mountain.

He has practiced until now, his soul-aspect gradually recovering; although he has not yet merged his spirit, he seems even more mysterious than when his soul-aspect was intact.

In reality, such a Zhang Fan completely defies logic.

Practicing the Divine Demon Saint Fetus, falling into the great night without light, even if relying on the Soul-Splitting Art to escape the calamity, the calamity has not left, the soul-aspect is incomplete, and even if he re-cultivates, it is destined to be lacking, far inferior to before.

However, Zhang Fan's body is full of the incredible; he came from adversity, more terrifying than before.

Soul-aspect mysteriously gives birth to wonderful light, actually entering this realm as if claiming to be king.

Hai-Pig had once been defeated at his hands, Yin-Tiger Hong Shanjun was even a defeated general in his hands, and even the legendary Li Changgeng had once suffered a great loss.

The Lord of the Jianggong, Ming Shenshou, viewed him as a bag of supernatural powers.

The Pure Yang True Person, Chu Chaoran, even looked at him with special regard.

The Zhang Fan of today is forged by a hundred battles, his soul-aspect greatly advanced.

Never mind a second-generation ancestor like Qin Shi who just eats and waits for death; even ordinary Thirteen Zodiacs standing in front of him would be awed by his fierce power, not daring to easily provoke him.

"People are sent away, let's go too," Fang Changle said lightly.

Qin Shi was, after all, of the Qin family; dying here in broad daylight is no small matter, the influence is too bad, and compared to Li Kongxing's death, I fear the waves stirred up will be even greater.

"What's the rush?" Zhang Fan shook his head.

"What? You still want to stay and eat at the funeral? Even if you wanted to, the Qin family wouldn't invite us," Fang Changle said with a strange expression.

"People just died, everyone is joining in the fun; if we leave now, wouldn't that be a guilty conscience?"

"We have a clear conscience!"

As he spoke, the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile, and he raised his hand to hook Fang Changle's shoulder.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to noodles." The black market is large, and there are many eateries; of course, the most economical and affordable are the noodle shops.

However, the noodle shops here are extremely particular; the toppings alone number thirty-six kinds, and they are not the common shredded pork with green peppers or braised pork ribs found outside... many materials are obtained from the Mountain and Sea Dead End.

Just like a topping called "Fried Bean Dan," which is a fat and large insect; this is not an ordinary edible meat worm, not only rich in protein, but the key is that once eaten, you can really pump three thousand times.

A moment later, the news of the Qin family young master's accident finally exploded in the black market.

Some people gathered around to watch the fun, while others hurriedly left the dilapidated factory.

After all, with such a big thing happening, not to mention the Qin family, I fear the people from the Daoist Alliance will also come to investigate; this is the black market, and some people's backgrounds are too dirty to see the light, so naturally, they won't join in this kind of fun.

Zhang Fan and Fang Changle ate and drank their fill, naturally following the crowd and leaving the black market in a swaggering manner.

Evening, the Qin family mansion.

In the cold room, fluorescent lights flickered, and eight screens were replaying the surveillance videos of the major entrances and exits of the black market today; more than twenty pairs of eyes stared at the screens without blinking, analyzing all suspicious persons.

Not one mistake, not one word, not one hair, not one content—look at it all!

Qin Shi and Ren Ping'an were carried back, lying horizontally on the ground; their breathing was increasingly weak, intermittent.

The soul-aspect is gone; although they are not dead yet, they will certainly not wake up. To put it nicely, they are vegetables; the worst is that their vitality will gradually fade, major functions will stop running, and they will slowly rot and die in a foul stench.

To put it bluntly, the two in front of us are just skins now.

"Big guts, daring to kill under the nose of my Qin family, and killing a member of my Qin family." Qin Wangdu's face looked as ugly as soy-sauce-fried pig liver.

His eyes were filled more with rage than sadness.

Sitting in his position, what blood kinship cannot be seen through?

Furthermore, he has many offspring; Qin Shi is considered the most useless one, and the death of such a prodigal son who is of no benefit to the family seems not a pity.

But the key is that he is surnamed Qin, and he died in the name of the Qin family at the hands of a master of unknown origin.

This is simply slapping the Qin family in the face.

"Father..."

Just at this moment, Qin Ming walked in; his gaze swept over the weakly breathing Qin Shi, and there were not many ripples in his eyes.

He entered Qiyun Mountain to practice Dao when he was very young and had little contact with this brother, but he had heard many of the latter's absurd deeds on the mountain.

Big families are all like this; some carry the burden forward, some eat, drink, and play—it doesn't matter if it's fair.

Qin Shi was famously a playboy; in terms of enjoyment, ten Qin Mings combined couldn't compare, yet he is lying here now.

Looking at Qin Ming, who knows how much loneliness and solitude he endured, practicing Dao in the deep mountains, with only incense as a companion, his heart set on the ancestors, his head on the gods, he finally practiced this ability and is now a dignified successor of Qiyun Mountain.

"How is it?" Qin Wangdu said coldly.

"I asked Gao Wenliang; they had just entered the black market when that person made a move. In an instant, he made Qin Shi's soul-aspect vanish into thin air, and Ren Bo couldn't even resist the aftermath of that person's soul-aspect," Qin Ming said in a deep voice.

"Soul-aspect leaving the body, killing from a distance; this rebellious son's cultivation was mediocre, so that's fine, but Ren Bo is at the High Merit Realm, and although he is old, he couldn't even block that person's remaining power..."

"That must be the Great Being Realm."

Soul-aspect nature light is the change from High Merit to Great Being, and also the process from quantitative change to qualitative change.

Practicing the soul-aspect to this point, it has already been tempered by heavenly light; ordinary soul-aspects touching it are like moths to a flame, dying in an instant.

"Great Being Realm; when did such a master come to Annan City?" Qin Wangdu said coldly.

Such an existence, never mind Annan City, even looking at the entire Huizhou Province, is a rare existence.

You must know, in Daoist practice, just the initial movement of the soul-aspect eliminates ninety percent of people; the higher the realm, the harder it is to practice.

High Merit is a heavenly gate, almost eliminating ninety-nine percent of the remaining ten percent.

The realm after High Merit, besides talent, opportunity, and effort, is truly as if destined by the dark, with few people succeeding.

Just like Qin Wangdu, a Xuan Sect family, ancestors produced Celestial Masters, and he even sat in the position of family head, yet he only has High Merit cultivation.

In the entire Qin family, the only one who had the chance to touch the Great Being realm back then, and even pursue a higher realm, was Qin Wangsun, whose talent was like a demon and who once suppressed the Ren Xiao of the previous generation.

Now, in the entire Qin family, only Qin Ming has reached the Great Being Realm.

"Great Being Realm... if it really is such a master, it's easier to investigate," Qin Ming said coldly.

How big is Annan City that it could hide a master at the Great Being level?

"This rebellious son actually provoked such a person? I think it's nine out of ten that it's the same person who killed Li Kongxing..." Qin Wangdu said calmly.

As he spoke, his right hand brushed lightly, and two gusts of wind rose, brushing across the faces of Qin Shi and Ren Ping'an.

The two bodies trembled suddenly, their hearts beat once, and then their vitality was completely cut off.

Since life is worse than death, it's better to be completely dead.

This can also be considered a kind of relief.

"That master is among these people."

Qin Wangdu's gaze narrowed into a line, turning to look at the wall of screens.

At this moment, everyone was screening all personnel entering and leaving the black market at eight times speed, but to find that hidden master with the naked eye from so many people, how easy is that!?

"Master Qin..."

Just at this moment, the door opened.

Song Yunqi and Ji Huanshan walked in; they had originally come to investigate the place where the Ren Xiao of the previous generation went into seclusion, and hearing that something had happened to the Qin family, they rushed over.

After all, their mission mostly relied on the Qin family.

"Two..."

Qin Ming greeted them one by one.

Although he was not a member of the Supernatural Association, he was an old acquaintance of these two and had also long ago submitted to Li Changgeng.

Additionally, his junior sister Meng Qinghuan had once joined the Supernatural Association, so everyone had a friendship.

"We have already heard about the matter; Master Qin, please accept our condolences."

Song Yunqi expressed his greetings.

Qin Wangdu did not speak; his gaze was cold, staring fixedly at the constantly jumping screens.

"Is this the surveillance of the various entrances to the black market?" Song Yunqi asked.

Qin Ming nodded: "That murderer should be hiding inside."

"Being able to kill in silence is already a top master; such a person cannot be distinguished by the naked eye," Song Yunqi shook his head.

Great Being Realm, soul-light restrained, not a trace of temperament emitted; such a master might not be seen even if standing in front of you, let alone just surveillance video!?

"Stop!"

Just at this moment, Ji Huanshan suddenly spoke, his gaze falling on one of the screens.

Song Yunqi followed his gaze and looked over, freezing at just one glance.

"It's actually him!? What do you think?" Song Yunqi raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice.

"I never believe there are any coincidences in this world," Ji Huanshan said calmly. "Wherever he is, something happens; does he think he's Conan?"

"That's also true."

"Master Qin, I think I already know who the murderer is."

Song Yunqi nodded, his gaze cold; on the screen in front of them, Zhang Fan's figure appeared clearly.

(End of chapter)