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The bamboo leaves spun rapidly in mid-air, coalescing into sharp blades that gleamed with a chilling light under the moon's glow.
They descended like a torrential rain of arrows, aiming directly at Yan Qing and Jiang Ming, their momentum seemingly intent on piercing through everything in sight.
Seeing this, Jiang Ming's massive Six-Winged creature gently flapped its wings, each movement stirring a fierce cold wind.
With each flap, the temperature around them plummeted, causing the moisture in the air to quickly freeze.
The bamboo leaves hurtling toward them were instantly enveloped by a layer of crystalline Ice Shard, rendering the once razor-sharp leaves powerless as they fell to the ground. Upon impact, they shattered into icy fragments, producing a crisp sound reminiscent of a broken symphony of ice.
Meanwhile, Zhu Ye Qing made a swift decision, exchanging glances with Peter and Lin Zhuang. The three of them instinctively darted in different directions to escape.
Their movements were as swift as lightning, their figures ghostly in the night.
However, Yan Qing and Jiang Ming were not to be underestimated. Though they had temporarily evaded the attack, they had only managed to create a distance of 50 meters between themselves and their pursuers.
Yet, when the three glanced back up, they found themselves frozen in place at the sight of Yan Qing and his imposing Six-Winged White Tiger looming behind him, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
The white tiger's Six Wings flapped gently, each beat conjuring a fierce wind as if to assert its dominance.
Yan Qing raised an eyebrow slightly, his gaze dripping with disdain. He glanced at them and spoke in a light yet authoritative tone, “Surrender now; you three are no match for us.”
His words were carried by the wind into each person's ears like cold blades.
Lin Zhuang scoffed defiantly, “What are you two? We have one more person than you. That was just an accident; let’s do it again.”
Before his words could fade, all three began to unleash their Psychic Abilities simultaneously.
In an instant, the sky seemed to tear open as lightning danced like silver serpents amidst crackling sounds, striking fiercely toward Yan Qing and Jiang Ming.
The green bamboo leaves transformed into countless sharp flying daggers that glimmered ominously under the lightning's illumination, shooting toward them with relentless force amidst howling winds.
The waves of sound surged like tumultuous ocean tides, crashing towards the two in relentless succession, shaking the ground beneath them.
Yan Qing's lips curled into a cold smile as he waved his hands, summoning a fierce wind that howled toward the oncoming attack.
The wind seemed to come alive, transforming into countless sharp blades that collided with the lightning, producing a deafening roar. Each impact sparked bright flashes, and the wind blades shredded bamboo leaves, scattering green fragments through the air.
Jiang Ming was undeterred, forming hand seals as the temperature around him plummeted. He stomped his foot, and an icy blue light spread from beneath him, quickly forming a thick ice wall in front of him.
The sound waves crashed against the ice wall, creating numerous cracks, but Jiang Ming swiftly waved his arms to reinforce it with more ice blocks, dissipating the force of the sonic attack.
However, the three opponents were no match for Yan Qing and Jiang Ming. In just three exchanges, with a resounding crash, they were struck by a powerful force and found themselves kneeling before Yan Qing and Jiang Ming, their heads bowed in defeat as their arrogance vanished.
"To know your mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue," Yan Qing said slowly.
The three immediately responded in unison, "Spare us, noble warrior."
Their sudden submission took Yan Qing and Jiang Ming by surprise. Yan Qing raised an eyebrow in astonishment and instinctively glanced back at Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming's stern expression also showed hints of surprise. Their eyes met, both unsure of how to react, but soon they steeled themselves as if making a decision.
Yan Qing cleared his throat, his voice deep and authoritative. "Very well, you three will come with me to the Military District Base."
His sharp gaze swept over them like a sword, leaving no room for dissent.
Yan Qing and Jiang Ming activated their invisibility Psychic Ability and cautiously led Lin Zhuang and the others toward the Military District Base.
With a lithe figure, Yan Qing forged ahead, his Wind Ability subtly surrounding him, ready to respond to any unexpected situation. Jiang Ming followed closely behind, vigilant and exuding an aura of coldness from his Ice Ability.
The atmosphere was tense like a drawn bowstring, with only the faint sound of footsteps echoing in the silence. Fortunately, they returned safely to the Military District Base's Interrogation Room.
As soon as they entered the Interrogation Room, the three exchanged hurried glances. The room was square-shaped with walls as thick as a giant beast's hide—impenetrable and devoid of any cracks.
Peter was a small-framed fellow whose pale face was now filled with terror. It was his first time in such a place; he buried most of his face beneath his black cloak, gripping its edges tightly as if trying to hide completely. His body trembled slightly like a frightened little animal.
Zhu Ye Qing furrowed his brows, concern evident in his eyes, yet he forced himself to remain calm. He reached out and gently patted Peter's back, speaking softly, "Don't be afraid. They're just questioning us for now; they can't do anything yet."
His voice was somewhat hoarse, as if he were trying to bolster his own courage.
Huddled beneath his dark cloak, Peter nodded tremulously, the fabric swaying slightly with his movement.
Seeing their demeanor, Drui Feng, sitting at the other end of the chair, scoffed disdainfully, a mocking smile creeping onto his rugged face. "If I had known this would happen, why did we even bother?"
Jiang Wenyu wore a stern expression, arms crossed and eyes glinting with coldness. He coldly remarked, "If you're so afraid of dying, why did you choose this path?"
His voice echoed in the cramped Interrogation Room, carrying an oppressive sense of accusation.
Lin Zhuang's brow was tightly knitted, a flicker of struggle crossing his eyes. He clenched his fists and slammed them down on the table, leaning forward as he spoke in a low voice. "We had no choice; we were just trying to make a living. You know how difficult it is for Ability Users to survive these days. In this era, if we don't take this path, we basically have no way to live."
A faint scar ran across Lin Zhuang's face, trembling slightly as he spoke—a testament to the hardships he had endured along the way.
"There’s no way to live? Or have you willingly given up your chance at life? Deep down, you know the truth." Yan Qing lowered his gaze momentarily to mask the complex emotions swirling within him before suddenly lifting his head to meet Lin Zhuang's gaze with piercing intensity. "You understand."
His eyes seemed capable of seeing through Lin Zhuang's heart, causing Lin Zhuang to instinctively avert his gaze.
Lin Zhuang fell silent, his lips quivering slightly. He knew that no matter how they justified it, they had ultimately chosen this irreversible path.
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