Chapter 983 - 933: My Boss Is Qin Fan!

"Sect Master, should we go over?"

Against the backdrop of blaring police sirens.

On the hill, a middle-aged man in a Daoist robe looked at the silver-haired elder beside him and asked.

"We have no choice but to go!"

His gaze was locked on the pavilion.

The Penglai Sect Master smiled wryly.

If it were the Six Paths in action, he wouldn’t even bother with Qin Fan.

After all, how could he, a mere mortal ant, beckon him over? What kind of precedent would that set?

But with the Six Paths making a move and Qin Fan’s tremendous strength in resisting the Ninth Layer’s Heavenly Punishment Thunder, the displayed power had utterly stunned him.

If they didn’t go, would this anomaly, who viewed the hidden world sects as mere ants, hold a grudge?

Wouldn’t a disagreement easily result in that sword-wielding middle-aged man launching an attack on them?

Common sense would dictate this wouldn’t happen, but the way he previously showed no mercy to the fleeing disciples of the Training Spirit Sect indicated his heartlessness!

So, given such a background, he dared not take the risk, nor did he have a choice.

Like the Penglai Sect Master, the Tomb Raider Sect Master felt the same.

The two of them simultaneously emerged from two hills, swiftly soaring through the air.

The deafening sirens around them were ignored.

Elsewhere.

Within the military and police vehicles approaching the wilderness.

The leading vehicles suddenly braked hard!

Thud-thud-thud—

As the sudden stops happened, the compartments in the back immediately rang with the clatter of weapons being readied.

"Have those beasts come up?"

In the lead vehicle, a commanding officer of the military raised his voice in astonishment from the back seat.

"No, no, it’s not that, Captain, look!"

The soldier in the driver’s seat, pale with cold sweat, stuttered as if in disbelief.

While speaking, he handed the military binoculars from beside him back.

However, when the captain took the binoculars and looked through the window into the distance.

Cold sweat suddenly gushed forth.

It was as if he saw something unbelievable.

"This, how is this possible!"

What came into his view was the sight of thousands upon thousands of beast corpses!

The blood—blue, red, bright, and dark—had turned the entire wilderness ground into a pool of blood.

Despite the earlier heavy rain, it couldn’t wash away the blood.

And amidst the mountain of corpses, there was an old man with a bag, picking up and putting the colossal beasts into the bag.

Beasts that even several strong adults couldn’t move were as light as feathers in his hands, and more importantly, the black bag seemed never to fill, just dragging in the pool of blood while stuffing it with the beast corpses!

This scene, which could drive someone with a fear of clusters crazy, coupled with the old man’s display of inhuman strength and speed, left the captain utterly stupefied.

The pallor on his face was filled with disbelief!

"Captain, should we get out?"

The driver soldier asked in a trembling, tongue-tied voice.

"Get out!" The captain, jolting, instinctively shouted.

Then he pushed the communicator near his mouth and began ordering, "Everyone prepare, disembark!"

With that said.

He grabbed the binoculars and suddenly pushed open the car door, leaping out directly.

But as soon as he jumped out of the car.

The torrential flow of beast blood gushed toward him.

"Ugh—!"

He couldn’t help but retch.

Yet at the crucial moment, he managed to quell the churning in his stomach.

But just because he could endure it didn’t mean the other soldiers could.

The smell was beyond normal tolerance levels.

Even though the attacking forces were composed of elite and robust troops.

More than seventy percent of the military and police clutched their stomachs with the urge to vomit upon catching wind of that stench.

And not only that, upon witnessing the densely packed scene of corpses, some soldiers were paralyzed with fright!

Such a scene, even in fantasy-themed TV shows or movies, couldn’t be depicted!

Decapitated, dismembered, disemboweled, cleaved in half.

The horrific sight was beyond description!

"May I ask, who is responsible for slaying these beasts up ahead?"

The lead captain gritted his teeth, maintaining composure, face pale as he shouted through held breath.

"Scram, go back to where you came from! Leave me in peace!"

With a chest full of grievances and nowhere to vent.

The Kunlun elder wouldn’t bother speaking kindly, immediately shouting without even a glance.

If in normal times this sort of reply came their way.

The captain would undoubtedly feel anger.

After all, they were law enforcers and stabilizers, yet the other side treated them with such disdain, clearly disregarding the military and police?

But seeing the old man’s casual handling of the fierce beasts into the bag, he dared not feel anger.

Though the other was brazen, he had the power to back it up.

Stifling his nature, he shouted again, "May I ask which master is your senior?"

"Crap, is this never-ending?"

The old man mumbled impatiently to himself.

Then paused his action.

With a sudden toss of his head, he said, "My boss is Qin Fan! Now get lost, this has nothing to do with you!"

Eh—

Qin Fan?

My boss is Qin Fan?

The moment he heard this.

The captain still couldn’t immediately recall the name Qin Fan.

But the next second.

The captain, with a captain’s insignia on his shoulder, stiffened suddenly!

Qin Fan, is he not that monstrous youth who openly charged into Jinling Mansion?

At this thought, he felt an urge to retreat!

If it’s this figure, clearly, it’s not within his jurisdiction, nor should it be.

"Captain, look, there’s a ruined pavilion, and there’s someone inside!"

At that moment, a soldier holding binoculars exclaimed.

Without asking more, the captain instinctively raised his binoculars and looked in that direction.

Unbeknownst to him, in the instant he looked through.

In the binocular’s reflection, a remarkably handsome and youthful face was smiling at him in a harmless manner.

With a grin, the youth raised his hand and waved.

The meaning was clear, urging them to leave quickly.

Gulp—

As the image of that impression formed and matched with the youth in the pavilion.

The captain couldn’t help but gulp.

Reflexively, he hurriedly put down the binoculars.

Not wanting to think about it, he quickly pressed the channel switch on his headset.

At this time, in the temporary command center set up at the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Whether the senior officers of the Jinling military district or the top officials of Jinling.

All gathered, faces full of seriousness and anxiety.

After all, it was an event involving escaped beasts threatening to cause societal unrest and panic.

If the situation deteriorated, how could they explain it to the public?

Under these conditions, everyone was uneasy.

Amidst this tension, an unexpected communication signal came from the front lines, and a senior military officer immediately connected to the channel, "This is the command center, speak!"

"Lea-leader!" The captain’s shaky voice rang.

Hearing that trembling tone, those in the command center felt their hearts sink.

"Speak! Have the beasts attacked civilians?" The senior officer anxiously asked.

"No, no, Sir! Those beasts have already been eliminated! Stacked like hills, a rough estimate predicts, at least seven to eight thousand! The beast blood has formed a pool in the wilderness, terrifying—utterly terrifying!"