Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2523: 2513: Turning the Hand for Clouds, Overturning the Hand for Rain

Chapter 2523: Chapter 2513: Turning the Hand for Clouds, Overturning the Hand for Rain

The five figures that emerged were naturally Long Yan and Brother Qing with four others. But now, Long Yan seemed to be strolling through his own backyard, without the slightest awareness of being a prisoner, just passing through the battlefield straight away, momentarily leaving both sides in fierce combat bewildered.

“Who is this?”

Seeing Long Yan so composed, the commander almost wanted to give him a thumbs up, admiring his courage. But the four people beside him were much less impressive, shrinking back as if they’d escaped from a dungeon.

Something seemed off!

Their clothes are the experimental subjects’ clothes?

“They’ve escaped from the dungeon—quick, someone get them for me.”

Even though he didn’t know how this group of mercenaries found this place, he still ordered his men to capture them. Four or five black-clothed men nodded, rushing towards Long Yan, intending to capture the four instantly.

“Boom!”

The sound made the commander wince, seeing his men he’d just sent flying back. The once calm young man was now surrounded by red light, and the familiar clothes gradually turned to ashes in the flame-like colors.

When Long Yan landed again, he was still in his white clothes, as snowy as ever.

“This… this kid is a cultivator, quickly call those cultivators from our backyard.”

Seeing the True Qi around Long Yan surging like flames, the commander didn’t dare to resist and hastily ordered his men to call for reinforcements.

But how could his men possibly be a match for a cultivator? Seeing the crimson electric arcs in Long Yan’s hand, the ground seemed to suffer a huge force, creating several ravines, while his men now emitted wisps of smoke.

Between breaths, a Tai Chi Formation spawned, causing everyone inside to lose gravity and float, followed by several sword auras penetrating their bodies, unable to escape the formation’s restraints no matter how they struggled.

The battle initially tense started to ease once Long Yan joined. The commander looked at Long Yan’s silhouette in mid-air with gnashing teeth, cursing Luo Ye thoroughly, because recognizing those clothes, the commander knew this cultivator was disguised among the experimental subjects.

“Commander, it’s not good, those six people in the house are all gone.”

The commander felt frustrated, just as he saw his subordinate running back in panic. Hearing this, he saw white before his eyes, almost fainting. All that was done in this dungeon was now in vain, all the results today would go to these mercenaries.

Seeing Long Yan’s mighty display, Chen Meng smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth. The battle the mercenaries couldn’t resolve for so long was effortlessly handled by Long Yan.

“Hahaha, Little Brother Long, you’ve delivered a great gift to the old man today!”

The elderly man laughed, walking to Long Yan’s side, indeed a great gift. The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect’s research achievements, with over a dozen successful monsters somewhere, were now doomed to be exposed.

But unexpectedly, Long Yan simply shook his head slightly, then shared the news of his cooperation with Senior Brother Wei Fu.

“Little Brother Long, in fact, I knew your name from the start. But this matter is grave, considering how inhumane these experiments are.”

In reality, Long Yan didn’t see that beside the cottage was a god pit, where all those who died due to experiments were thrown in at the end. The elderly man thought of the corpses rising and helplessly shook his head.

It’s truly heaven-defying.

“But if you expose the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, the main culprit Beast Martial will escape, and those twelve individuals will be scapegoated. If they can build one dungeon, they surely can build another.”

Long Yan confessed, stating that unless exterminated at the root, there was no other way to deal with such people.

“This…”

The elderly man hesitated, understanding the filth within the Cultivation World. Long Yan’s words were true; such people should indeed be destroyed. But if they chose not to expose, so many deaths would be in vain.

Whether to expose or not made no difference to the Mercenary Guild. As long as some people from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect were removed, claiming Luo Xiang’s scattered forces could fight the guild was pure fantasy.

“There’s no choice, they wouldn’t want the main culprit who harmed them to escape!”

Long Yan gave a deep glance at the pit that would soon be full, left only with a helpless sigh.

“Let go of me.”

The commander glared angrily at the two mercenaries holding him down. Usually high above, now pressed to the ground by mercenaries, losing face.

But the two mercenaries were indifferent, ignoring his calls, simply gripping his joints without even a glance.

“What is this?”

In this brief moment, Long Yan and the elderly man returned to the battlefield, the fight already over. The group of black-clothed men had been slain, surrendered, and even the commander kneeled with no dignity, held tight by two mercenaries.

“I’ll tell you, I’m the mayor’s person. Dare to touch me, wait till I’m free, I’ll kill you.”

Seeing Long Yan, the commander cursed, also trying to invoke the mayor. He thought Long Yan would defer to him if not for himself, but for the mayor who held dominance in the small town.

Long Yan almost laughed at the commander’s words, reaching to grab the commander’s hair. The elderly man signaled the mercenaries to release the commander. The pain in his scalp instinctively made him try to pry Long Yan’s hands off, but the latter’s fair hands were like iron clamps, unmoved by his efforts.

“Who do you think this operation was against?”

Long Yan’s smile seemed like a demon to the commander, and seeing his emotionless golden eyes, the commander felt his crotch dampen.

“Don’t worry, Luo Xiang’s trash will accompany you. In this mercenary town, Luo Xiang won’t have anyone left. When I act, it means Luo Xiang has no chance left.”

The elderly man nodded in agreement. The Mercenary Guild had struggled for so long against Luo Xiang without leverage. Yet Long Yan found their dungeon in two days, striking like thunder, leaving no chance for the opposition.

“Who are you?”

The commander’s voice quivered, but Long Yan merely turned his head and smiled.

“I’m Long Yan, the strongest mercenary in this town.”