All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 981 - 256: Who Else Dares to Threaten Me?

Chapter 981: Chapter 256: Who Else Dares to Threaten Me?

If it were anyone else, upon seeing the high-level patrol officers of the Sky Surveillance Bureau and the Fengdu Guards making a move, even with strong abilities and confidence, they would be deterred by the background of the ’Sky Surveillance Bureau’ and say a few words of ’Is this a misunderstanding? I don’t think there are any Guiyi Army spies among us,’ only to be countered by the armed patrol officer saying, ’What you say doesn’t count, only what I say counts! Arrest them all!’ and then be forced to retaliate.

But An Jing is not like others.

Yes. He is not a prophet, unable to foresee the future.

But he can strike first to gain the advantage.

"Everyone..."

At the moment when the leading patrol captain was about to give the order, An Jing had already raised his hand and clenched his fist, launching a punch through the air!

Boom!

Instantly, a terrifying explosion resounded, and at that moment, the patrol captain and several Fengdu Guards who had entered first turned pale. They had no time to react as a massive fist seal appeared on them—a part on each person, which together formed a gigantic fist seal as big as double doors!

The immense force instantly blasted the patrol captain along with the Fengdu Guards away, smashing through several rooms and walls, breaking through the building’s midsection adorned in a golden dragon, and sending them scattering like flowers towards the ground below. Only then did they start spewing blood violently, creating mists of blood in mid-air!

The once noisy hotel and street, even the entire building, fell silent in an instant.

Everyone was dumbstruck, watching those patrol officers and Fengdu Guards crash to the ground from mid-air. These black-clad, impassive figures were once the most terrifying guards in Xuanye City, yet now they lay sprawled on the ground like dead dogs, struggling to get up, only to cough up mouthfuls of blood tinted with dark green fumes.

In an instant, everyone gasped, retreating several hundred meters away, watching from a distance.

—Something big is happening, something big is about to happen!

If this were the Huai Xu Realm, people would definitely be eagerly waiting to see what happens next, but in Tianyuan, many people had already slinked away or ran to observe from afar using their art of magic, or even called the authorities.

In the private room, An Jing slowly retracted his fist.

The other Fengdu Guards in the corridor halted where they stood. The expressions on their faces could not be discerned because of their masks, but their immobility indicated cold sweat dripping down their backs, and a few, probably newcomers, subconsciously stepped back.

—Who is this?! Why did he strike without a word?!

—Is it true that he’s not afraid of the Sky Surveillance Bureau?

This reflects the thinking limitations of cultivators in the Tianyuan Realm, who always regard violence as the last resort.

But being overly orderly to the point of forgetting the original reason for establishing order will surely be shattered by the retrogressive force of martial virtue.

No slaps nor suppression, no trash talk or pulling strings— Huai Xu Martial Artists always strike hard and fast!

"The flies have gone."

Standing up, An Jing glanced sideways at a Fengdu Guard and said blandly, "Is there anyone who can speak up?"

The Fengdu Guards, once formidable opponents requiring An Jing’s full strength to combat, had turned into mere pawns now being sent flying with a single punch. An Jing’s martial power, hidden cards, mentality, and background had all improved significantly compared to the beginning, though in Tianyuan’s forces’ eyes, he might just seem like the mysterious heir to some minor power.

But in reality, he already possessed the capacity to act without following the rules or convention.

Upon hearing An Jing’s words, a few of the remaining Fengdu Guards were at a loss for words, while others in the room almost couldn’t hold it together.

"There’s no need for words anymore."

Huo Qing couldn’t help but exclaim, "Good heavens, Mr. Heaven above, if the Purple Mansion of the Sky Surveillance Bureau doesn’t show up within a minute, I’ll eat my hat!"

The others felt the same way.

Initially, upon seeing people from the Sky Surveillance Bureau enter, no one was really tense, some even indifferent. _{fre(e)webnove.l.c.om}

Iron Hand Rusty Feather, a veteran, knew he hadn’t shown any flaws, and if it was truly an arrest of Guiyi Army spies, this wouldn’t have been the process. It was clearly targeting An Jing.

Huo Qingnian Spring had known An Jing could always escape to another realm even in dire situations, so there was no true danger, and naturally felt reassured.

Steel Skeleton was a veteran too, while Qu Tong, unfazed even by the attacks of the Purple Mansion Kun Demon, feared nothing of the lowly Fengdu Guards, who bullied those beneath them.

As for Zhang Zhuo, Xu Yue, and Guang Yueqin, they were straightforward: their backgrounds were not simple either, and they wholeheartedly believed An Jing had no connection with the Guiyi Army, knowing this was merely a ’confrontation.’

They had even prepared to spar verbally with the Sky Surveillance Bureau—where’s the arrest and search warrant? Acting without them? Do they think the Sky Surveillance Bureau can cover the sky with one hand in Xuanye City?

But the issue lay in An Jing’s actions, which were somewhat beyond their expectations.

—Isn’t this a bit excessive?

Guang Yueqin, being a teacher, had performed the art of magic watching An Jing send those figures flying downstairs. She wanted to say a few words but decided against it, considering An Jing’s judgment.

[You... violently resisting arrest...]

Now, the leading Fengdu Guard, although exceedingly shocked, turned his head, and his voice came from behind the helmet: [You...]

Bam!

This time, An Jing didn’t even move his hands. The phantom of the Taibai Battle Armor behind him flickered and once again sent the Fengdu Guard flying, creating a hole in the wall.

Lowering his eyes, the young martial artist calmly reached out, picked up a trembling piece of braised pork with his chopsticks, and put it into his mouth.

Mm, the taste was rich, fatty but not greasy. The sauce alone could serve three bowls of noodles. The craftsmanship was indeed extraordinary.

He nonchalantly picked up another mouthful, chewing leisurely before looking at the remaining Fengdu Guards.

"Who else wants to threaten me?"

By now, everyone knew the original script had become entirely invalid, completely different from everyone’s expectations.

What was supposed to be a slow tug-of-war over a questionable issue, a game of revealing cards to strike faces, had escalated instantly to an armed conflict with An Jing’s decisive action!

From here on, any tests were meaningless. If they didn’t want to be looked down upon, they had to face it head-on too!

—Who would do this? Who would dare to do this? Isn’t An Jing afraid? Isn’t he afraid of provoking major figures or powers?!

The answer was simple: he wasn’t afraid.

So, very soon.

Just as Huo Qing said.

The Purple Mansion True Person descended.