Chapter 81: Wuse's Death

In the dim underground chamber,

The air was stagnant, filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.

As Jiangnan's aura rose,

Wuse felt shocked in his heart, the sense of danger growing stronger!

This young man before him possessed strength far beyond expectation.

No matter how he stirred his inner true qi, no matter how he unleashed vicious moves, he could not harm the opponent in the slightest.

In contrast, Jiangnan remained calm and breezy, as if everything was under control.

This feeling made Wuse feel extremely stifled, fear beginning to surface in his heart.

"Just who is this kid?"

Wuse had roamed the jianghu for many years, never having seen such a monstrous youngster.

"Warm-up, it's over."

Jiangnan's voice was calm and cold, yet carried an undeniable authority.

In Wuse's heart, alarm bells rang suddenly, a strong unease instantly enveloping his mind.

"Next, let you see my true strength."

Jiangnan's eyes narrowed, his inner true qi surged, actually splitting into countless fine threads, densely spread around him.

"Heavenly Gang 36 Needles!"

He let out a low shout, his hands suddenly sweeping.

At the same time, thirty-six silver needles shot from his sleeves, flashing with icy cold light, like meteors tearing through the void, heading straight for Wuse.

The speed of the silver needles was extreme, leaving afterimages in the air, dazzling to the eye.

Wuse's pupils suddenly contracted,

These silver needles each contained powerful true qi; once struck, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He dared not be the slightest careless, quickly stirring his inner true qi to form a black shield around his body, as solid as substance.

"Ding ding ding!"

The silver needles struck the black shield, emitting a crisp sound, sparks scattering.

Wuse's face turned pale, his body slightly trembling.

The power of these silver needles far exceeded his imagination, actually able to pierce his shield and injure him.

"Damn it!"

Wuse roared angrily, launching another attack.

His figure flickered, speed increased, assault grew fiercer, like a violent storm sweeping toward Jiangnan.

Jiangnan's eyes remained calm, his hands continuously forming seals, controlling the silver needles as he engaged in a heart-pounding battle with Wuse.

The silver needles danced in the air, like silver swimming dragons, agile and swift, continually attacking Wuse.

Wuse's figure flickered, constantly dodging the silver needle attacks; at this moment he had reached his limit!

Suddenly, Jiangnan's eyes narrowed, his hand-seal speed suddenly accelerated.

The thirty-six silver needles in the air quickly arranged and combined, forming a mysterious formation.

"Heavenly Gang Big Dipper Formation, activate!"

Jiangnan let out a low shout.

The Silver Needle Formation blazed with light, a strong suction force emanating from within the formation.

Wuse's face changed drastically, feeling his body uncontrollably flying toward the formation's center.

"Not good!"

He was shocked in his heart, desperately stirring his inner true qi, trying to break free from this suction.

However, it was all in vain.

The Silver Needle Formation was like a bottomless black hole, firmly sucking him in, unable to move.

"What the hell is this?"

Wuse shouted in terror.

Jiangnan's eyes were cold, his hands forming seals again.

"Heavenly Gang Big Dipper Formation, kill!"

The Silver Needle Formation's light surged, the thirty-six silver needles simultaneously shooting toward Wuse.

Despair appeared in Wuse's eyes.

He felt the aura of death rapidly approaching.

"No!"

Wuse let out a miserable scream, yet still could not change his fate.

"Puff puff puff!"

The silver needles pierced Wuse's body, emitting a dull sound.

Wuse's body was instantly riddled like a sieve, blood spurting wildly.

His gaze quickly dimmed, vitality dissipating bit by bit.

"Just that."

Jiangnan retracted the silver needles, his expression calm, as if doing something trivial.

Yin Teng hid to the side, witnessing all this, already terrified out of his wits.

He took advantage of the intense battle between Jiangnan and Wuse, quietly moving toward a corner.

There, a faint light glimmered, flickering uncertainly.

That is the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi drawn by the great formation, sealed here by Wuse.

A flash of greed passed through Yin Teng's eyes.

He knew this was his only chance.

As long as he obtains this lump of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, his strength will surge dramatically.

He carefully extended his hand toward that lump of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

But he did not expect the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi to actively merge into his body!

What is happening?

A look of horror flashed in Yin Teng's eyes; he felt the power throughout his body surge like a spring!

Run!

Must escape from Jiangnan's grasp!

A thought suddenly sprang up in Yin Teng's mind.

A fierce will to survive nearly erupted his entire latent potential!

Jiangnan, who had been observing the formation, suddenly sensed a disturbance behind him.

In almost an instant, he flicked three Silver Needles backward!

The three Silver Needles flew out in a "pin"‑shaped formation—one needle above two—directly stabbing Yin Teng's face.

"Jiangnan, I'm not done with you!"

Yin Teng let out a wail, staggered, and rolled into a pre‑prepared secret passage.

It was a fallback he had prepared from the start; even his boss Wuse could not have known.

"Scurrying away with head covered?"

Jiangnan glanced toward the secret passage, a faint sneer curling his mouth.

"My needles aren't that easy to catch!"

…

Inside the Public Security Bureau, the lights were bright.

Yang Ju sat in his office, brows knit, expression solemn.

Several hours had passed since Jiangnan's departure, yet no news had arrived.

This raised an ominous foreboding in Yang Ju's heart.

He paced the office restlessly, his mind uneasy.

"Dong dong dong!"

The knocking sounded suddenly, interrupting Yang Ju's thoughts.

"Come in!"

Yang Ju's voice was low, tinged with fatigue.

The door opened, and Chen Ying stepped in, a trace of worry on her face.

"Yang Ju, is there still no news about Mr. Jiang and the Special Operations Unit?"

Chen Ying asked softly.

Yang Ju shook his head and sighed.

"No, and we don't know their current situation."

Chen Ying was silent for a moment, then said low:

"Yang Ju, please don't worry too much; they... they will certainly be fine."

Yang Ju looked at Chen Ying, a flash of complex emotion in his eyes.

"Hope so,"

At that moment, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Immediately after, a Security Officer rushed in, flustered.

"Yang Ju! Mr. Jiang is back!"

The Security Officer's voice carried a hint of excitement.

Yang Ju and Chen Ying were both startled, then their eyes showed surprise.

"Quick! Quickly let him in!"

Yang Ju spoke urgently.

The Security Officer turned and ran out immediately.

A moment later, Jiangnan's figure appeared at the office doorway.

"Mr. Jiang! You finally returned!"

Yang Ju hurried forward, scrutinizing Jiangnan from head to toe, his eyes full of concern.

"Are you alright? Any injuries?"

Jiangnan shook his head.

"I'm fine."

"That's good, that's good!"

Yang Ju exhaled, a relieved smile spreading across his face.

Beside them, Chen Ying's eyes also glittered with excitement.

She looked at the unharmed Jiangnan before her, the stone hanging in her heart finally settled.