Chapter 131: Heaven and Earth Fall Silent, Forever Cast into Darkness (2)-Deadly Detective(Plain barley wine)

The dense pink mist was rapidly compressed by the power within the domain field, transforming into a palm-sized pink sphere in the blink of an eye. Deprived of the mist’s shroud, everything inside was exposed to the public eye.

Those who had been bewitched by the pink mist remained as they were, sensing nothing amiss; their minds had not returned even with the disappearance of the mist.

The opponent was a Seven-Star powerhouse, equal in rank to Wuxiang. Wuxiang had no quick way to dispel the subtle tricks left behind by the Monarch of Lust. Moreover, according to Jingqing’s deductions, they were running out of time, so he could not afford to waste it here.

"Knock them out first!" Wuxiang commanded the spirit detectives.

The group of detectives rushed forward, knocking out the lively, naked men and women one by one. Afterward, the clothes scattered on the ground were draped over them. Ambulances would arrive shortly to take them for medical treatment. As for the detectives, they still had to investigate the specific reasons behind the appearance and disappearance of the portals.

By now, Wuxiang had vanished from sight; he had already used a spatial singularity to depart, heading to Longshen Mountain to rendezvous with Jingqing.

Wu Zui, meanwhile, thought of the portals that had appeared in Binhai City. He felt the situation there might be even worse. After all, the two Seven-Star powerhouses of China were far from Binhai, and reinforcements were impossible in the short term.

The detectives of the Detective Bureau alone were no match for such formidable monsters. After all, even the detectives in Yanjing had nearly met their end just by resisting the blood spilled from the injured tentacles. That was not even considering a life-or-death battle against the Monarch of the Dead.

Fortunately, Binhai City was sparsely populated; at the very least, they would not need to evacuate civilians. If the detectives marched at high speed, they could clear the area in a few hours.

*Old Wang, you must hold on!*

Wu Zui knew that even if he rushed over, he would be of little help; he could only pray silently for Wang Zhengang.

Just then, the mobile phones of the detectives still present began to blare with sirens, and the orders from the Detective Department began to broadcast automatically.

"All spirit detectives in Yanjing not currently on assignment, proceed immediately to coordinates XXX, XXX for support!"

...

The phrase repeated on every detective's phone. Wu Zui found the coordinates strangely familiar.

A flash of lightning crossed his mind.

"This is... Xiao Anguo’s underground office! Something’s wrong!"

Wu Zui immediately ran to the Xianglong-1, leaped onto it, engaged the hover mode, and sped back.

By the time he arrived at Xiao Anguo’s underground office, the guards in the top three security levels were all unconscious, including Chu Yun, who was responsible for the facility's safety.

A figure clad in a black robe had walked right through the security zone and headed straight for the residential levels below. The resentment-dampening devices in the hallway, running at maximum power, had no effect on him whatsoever.

The black-robed figure stopped outside a room and waved a hand. The door, forged from a mixture of magnetite and gold, melted like snow under the scorching sun, turning into a yellow-black liquid.

Xiao Ke’ai, still lying on her bed, came into the black-robed figure’s sight...

When Wu Zui arrived at the underground office, he saw only the shattered surface architecture and the spirit detectives lying everywhere, their magnetic cores shattered.

He rushed to the lowest level.

The door to Xiao Ke’ai’s room was gone, leaving only the solidified yellow-black iron lumps. As for Xiao Ke’ai herself, she was nowhere to be found! Wu Zui’s heart raced, and he panicked instantly!

*Calm down! Calm down! The monitoring room, yes! The monitoring room!*

Wu Zui forced himself to stay calm, then sprinted to the monitoring room to pull up the day’s footage. Fortunately, the intruder had no intention of destroying the surveillance, otherwise, Wu Zui would never have seen this recording.

In the footage, a familiar black-robed figure appeared in the office.

*Bang!*

"Pure... World... Society!"

Wu Zui slammed his fist onto the table, gritting his teeth as he spoke each word with bitter hatred. He never expected that the person he had been hunting for days would have the audacity to come here and cause chaos.

It was only when Wu Zui saw that neither gold nor magnetic weapons had any effect on the figure, and that the figure shattered a large group of detectives' magnetic cores with a mere wave of his hand, that he realized the gap between himself and the leader of the Pure World Society.

[Ask-Heart Sword, are you confident?]

Wu Zui knew he could not handle this alone; he had to rely on the Ask-Heart Sword.

[Against a Seven-Star peak, I have no problem. But if you release me again, can your body withstand it?] The spirit of the Ask-Heart Sword resonated in Wu Zui’s heart.

[It’s fine!]

Hearing this, Wu Zui felt slightly reassured.

[Very well, let’s find the person first!] the sword spirit replied with concern.

Having fully unleashed the power of the Ask-Heart Sword twice in two days and lifted the suppression on his Karmic Fire Body, the spirit feared that Wu Zui might burn himself to death before he even found her.

"Find her?"

Wu Zui muttered, beginning to think about how to track Xiao Ke’ai.

According to the surveillance, the black-robed figure did not leave through the entrance; he had opened a spatial singularity to depart after finding her.

[This is tricky.]

Spatial singularities covered vast distances, making them impossible to track. Unless he compared all the surveillance footage in the vicinity, he might, if lucky, find the figure’s next destination.

[But once multiple spatial singularities are opened in succession, the probability of being discovered drops to near zero.]

Wu Zui shook his head, realizing this path was futile; the figure would not have used only one.

[Is there really no choice but to go to him?]

With a flash of red light, Wu Zui vanished from the Blue Star ancestral land, heading straight for He Ping’s shop.

World Trade Center.

When Wu Zui appeared, he saw He Ping sitting across from a freshly brewed pot of tea, watching him with composure. "You’re here? Sit."

"You guessed I would come?" Wu Zui frowned slightly. Being seen through and manipulated like this felt terrible.

"I merely observed the stars. When someone is destined to arrive, the nearby stars always shift slightly." He Ping gestured upward, where an endless, brilliant starry sky was revealed.

"Speak. Why have you come? You aren't one for idle pleasantries." After pouring a cup of tea for Wu Zui, He Ping looked at him again.

"I need you to help me find someone on Blue Star—a very important person." Wu Zui ignored the tea and emphasized the request.

"Blue Star? You want me to help you divine the location of someone in the ancestral land? Are you insane?" He Ping’s hand, reaching for the teacup, froze.

"I’m not insane! This is important, and I’m in a hurry!" Wu Zui pressed, ignoring He Ping’s shock.

"Hurry or not, it won’t work! Our two worlds share the same origin. If a problem arises there, it will trigger one here. Do you have any idea what kind of chain reaction that could cause?" He Ping withdrew his hand, his expression cooling as he spoke sharply.

*Clang!*

The blood-red Ask-Heart Sword appeared abruptly in the air, vibrating with a piercing hum beside Wu Zui.

He Ping narrowed his eyes, and an invisible pressure spread throughout the shop.

"You... want to fight me again? Don’t forget, you haven’t reached Nine-Star yet!" As He Ping spoke, the pressure on Wu Zui increased sharply.

The sword’s humming grew more intense, and the Ask-Heart chains became increasingly visible within the meridians of Wu Zui’s body.

Under He Ping’s oppressive aura, Wu Zui’s Karmic Fire Body showed signs of going berserk. His internal magnetic energy surged to its limit, and the figure formed by his self-created technique flickered with blue light, resisting the pressure alongside him.

"Either you kill me right here, or you help me find her. Otherwise, I will kill every successor of the Seven Divine Seats I encounter. You will never gather the Seven Sword Masters."

The Ask-Heart Sword flew before Wu Zui, blocking He Ping’s aura and allowing Wu Zui to continue speaking fluently.

A flash of anger crossed He Ping’s narrowed eyes, and the surrounding pressure grew even more intense.

Suddenly, the pressure vanished in an instant.

The massive contrast caused the magnetic energy in Wu Zui’s body to run wild, and a trail of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He Ping, having withdrawn his power, began to laugh. "We are all comrades; there’s no need to be so formal! Finding someone, is it? Very well."

He Ping’s sudden change in demeanor made him seem like Wu Zui’s own brother, with no trace of the hostility from moments before.

Wu Zui did not follow the olive branch He Ping offered. He wiped the blood from his mouth and said, "Xiao Ke’ai, female, from Yanjing, China, on Blue Star. Please hurry, I am in a rush."

"Easily done. Heavenly Star Derivation—Trace—Divination!"

As He Ping chanted, his hands moved into various shapes, and threads of golden light emerged from his palms.

In the starry sky above them, several stars lit up one by one.

Immediately, a beam of starlight shone down from the brilliant sky. Obscure golden symbols flowed from He Ping’s hands, merging with the starlight to form a scroll with golden characters on a blue background.

The image revealed the top of a mountain. On a man-made altar, Xiao Ke’ai lay in the center. Her chest was still rising and falling, but she was motionless, eyes tightly shut—presumably unconscious.

As the image faded, He Ping warned, "Blue Star, China, the main peak of Longshen Mountain. Since you had me perform the divination, you must be prepared for all the chain reactions that follow."

"Thank you for the trouble!" Wu Zui acknowledged, and with a flash of red light, he vanished from He Ping’s shop.