The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 94 - 79 Shooting Dead

Chapter 94: Chapter 79 Shooting Dead

Fan Feng’s body was tense, and cold sweat had already begun to form on his forehead.

Although he was holding a sniper rifle, aiming at a cultivator named Wei Bin not far away, he felt as if he himself were the target, his fingers stiff and hesitant to touch the cold trigger, fearing an accidental shot that shouldn’t be fired.

Because cultivators in the Spiritual Realm could easily dodge bullets.

Therefore, the sniper rifle in his hands was practically useless, having no deterrent power at all.

Wei Bin slightly raised his head, his smile growing colder. He looked at Fan Feng from a distance, and although he did nothing, the intent to kill was unmistakably emitted.

"Wei Bin, I’ll take out that sniper. You handle the others here," said the sinister-looking man, who was nameless and whose identity no one knew. Among the wanderers in the Ruined District, he had a nickname, Blade.

Though the name was strange, his strength was not to be underestimated. He was a cultivator who had opened his inspiration, somewhat famous among the wanderers.

No sooner had he spoken than he moved, immediately changing his position to the blind spot of the sniper’s view, and then quickly approached the area where Fan Feng was.

Fan Feng was just at the level of Spirit Medium, and once this cultivator, who had opened his inspiration, got close, even if he had a sniper rifle, it was highly likely he would be finished.

"Stop! Do you want to oppose the Investigation Bureau?" At that moment, Zheng Gong suddenly shouted, blocking the man called Blade.

"Bang!"

But before he could finish, one of the wanderers suddenly acted, lifting his leg and kicking Zheng Gong violently away.

Caught off guard, he flew backward, rolling several times on the ground before he stopped, and then a severe pain emanated from his arm.

Just one kick had fractured Zheng Gong’s arm and severely injured his body.

"Can one investigator represent the Investigation Bureau? And do you think this is your jurisdiction, the old district you manage?" The cultivator who struck was fierce, showing no regard for Zheng Gong the investigator.

"Cough cough."

Zheng Gong coughed up blood. He struggled to stand but was too severely injured and managed only to push himself up to a sitting position.

"Not dead yet? You’re tough," said the fierce-faced cultivator, stepping forward again upon seeing Zheng Gong still moving.

Wei Bin watched with a cold smile on his lips.

Killing an investigator was no big deal.

"We must stop them, or Zheng Gong is in danger." At that moment, from a nearby building, Fan Feng watched tensely, immediately aiming his rifle at the cultivator approaching Zheng Gong.

He wanted to shoot but hesitated.

It wasn’t that he dared not shoot, but that firing would also undoubtedly mean Zheng Gong’s death.

Even if he could kill one person, what about the others? He couldn’t stop them on his own, and moreover, with Wei Bin still watching him, would firing mean declaring open war against these wanderers?

He was just an external affairs officer; he had no authority over such a significant matter.

The more he thought, the more Fan Feng struggled, unsure of what to do, the sniper rifle in his hand feeling heavier and heavier.

"Bang!"

But just then, a gunshot suddenly pulled his scattered thoughts back together.

Fan Feng was jolted and hurried to confirm.

But he realized that the shot had not come from him.

However, the next moment.

The cultivator who had been advancing toward Zheng Gong suddenly sensed something. His expression dramatically changed, and he instinctively tried to dodge.

But it was too late.

A bullet from nowhere flew in, hitting his head with deadly precision.

The immense force caused his head to burst like a watermelon, sending red blood and fragments of his skull splattering all around, specks falling on the wanderers nearby.

The shot was so sudden.

Even Wei Bin, who had opened his Spiritual Sense, hadn’t reacted in time.

"Wu Li is dead."

"Be careful, there’s another sniper nearby!" someone exclaimed, shouting in an instant.

Others widened their eyes in disbelief, staring at the slowly collapsing headless body.

A cultivator in the inspiration realm had died just like that.

The shot had stunned the group of wanderers. Even Blade, who had been ready to attack Fan Feng, involuntarily stopped in his tracks, then quickly dodged and rolled, pulling away to hide behind a building, fearing he, too, might become an unknowing target.

"Wei Bin, what’s going on? How did you not notice there’s another sniper nearby?" Blade then shouted.

Wei Bin did not respond to Daozi’s words, his expression was grim, and the muscles on his face twitched as he followed the direction of the prior gunshot, eventually raising his gaze to the ninth floor of the blocked building.

There, in the window of the ninth floor, stood Li Yi, holding a transcendent-model sniper rifle, radiating with killing intent as he steadily watched the crowd below.

Moreover, after shooting down one person, Li Yi did not slow down, chambered another round, and again aimed the rifle at them.

This time he did not shoot, but his silence was a clear warning.

"This guy is even closer than the sniper before. How is it possible that my Spiritual Sense didn’t react at this distance? It’s as if he can block all my senses. This is the first time I’ve encountered this since I started Cultivation. No, it’s not the sniper’s fault, there must be a Mysterious Object in the building, the energy field of the Mysterious Object is blocking my senses, allowing him to ambush successfully."

Wei Bin stared intently at Li Yi; if not for the sound of the gunshot, he wouldn’t have realized there was someone in the window by now.

But then, inexplicably, a shiver of cold sweat ran down his back.

If that shot had been aimed at him, could he have avoided it using his Spiritual Sense?

Probably.

But Wei Bin had already felt the threat emanating from Li Yi.

"Did Li Yi shoot?" At this moment, the injured Zheng Gong sighed in relief upon seeing this scene.

This shot alleviated the crisis and gave him a temporary reprieve.

However, this shot had also completely escalated the conflict anew.

No.

Wrong.

It wasn’t this shot that escalated the conflict, but rather, the conflict had already escalated the moment Zheng Gong was attacked.

"I don’t care who you are, now I’m giving you two options, either leave immediately and let this be the end of it, or battle with our investigators. I want to see whether your bones are tougher, or my bullets," Li Yi said, standing at the window, staring down at these people while holding his rifle threateningly.

"A Cultivator who has just started down the path of the Spirit Medium, holding a transcendent-model sniper rifle and thinking he’s invincible? Arrogant," Wei Bin shouted furiously, and then he instantly moved.

His speed and explosive power were astonishing.

He jumped onto the roof of a nearby car and then leaped again onto the third floor of the building, followed by another turn and jump, reaching the sixth-floor window in mere seconds, showing a terrifying physical prowess that could bring him to Li Yi’s face within three to five seconds.

At this moment, without hesitation, Li Yi fired again.

"Bang!"

A gunshot sounded, and a bullet flew out.

"You only had one shot,"

Wei Bin scoffed coldly, having already anticipated Li Yi’s action, he immediately dodged, as if he could predict the bullet’s trajectory.

But then, Wei Bin’s expression stiffened.

Because he realized the shot wasn’t aimed at him but at the other Cultivators.

A Spirit Medium Realm wanderer downstairs was unlucky; before he could react, a bullet pierced through his chest, and the massive force exploded his upper body, scattering blood and flesh gruesomely.

His companions nearby were stunned for a moment.

Shouldn’t this bullet have targeted Wei Bin? Why hit us?

Is he crazy?

"Bang!"

Another gunshot followed swiftly.

Another Spirit Medium Realm wanderer couldn’t react in time and was shot through the head, dying gruesomely on the spot.

"Take cover," someone exclaimed.

But this gunshot wasn’t fired by Li Yi, but rather by another sniper lying in wait in a different building, Fan Feng.

Fan Feng had realized that this was the moment to fire and support Li Yi.

"You little punk, asking for it."

At this moment, Wei Bin completely lost his temper. He leaped up, like a Fierce Beast, pouncing directly towards Li Yi at the ninth-floor window.

Li Yi, prepared long ago, gave him a provocative look and then swiftly retreated.

His goal was to lure this master of the Spiritual Realm into the building.

Once inside, he too would be affected by the Bone Mural, and his consciousness would be dragged into the illusion.

All Li Yi needed to do was let this man physically ’open his mind’ while he was trapped in the illusion.

As for shooting a master of this level,

Li Yi did not have such confidence, because, during his training, the instructor had mentioned that some masters could easily dodge bullets, making them hard to hit; it required cooperation to restrain the target and create opportunities for the sniper. Therefore, without cooperation, he would rather not shoot wastefully and instead use the Mysterious Object to ensure a more stable outcome.