The rooftop of the mall.

Yan Yibing was facing off against another figure in a black robe.

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Yan Yibing was not unfamiliar with the black-robed figure before him.

He was the third seat among the twenty-four deacons of the Illuminati, nicknamed the Shadow Ghost Servant.

Inside him resided a mysterious and powerful ghostly spirit, allowing his body to become like a shadow.

Any attack that landed on him would have no effect.

Some even said he had become the ghost servant of his own ghostly spirit, hence the name Shadow Ghost Servant.

Yet, Yan Yibing never expected that the Shadow Ghost Servant would come to the small city of Tianqing.

The instigator of this incident was actually him.

What exactly were these Illuminati guys plotting?

At this moment, the Shadow Ghost Servant spoke, "Old friend, long time no see."

Yan Yibing shook his head and said, "We're not friends anymore."

The Shadow Ghost Servant remained silent, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"I know you won't tell me your purpose for being here, but you've already killed so many people. Isn't that enough?" Yan Yibing said.

The Shadow Ghost Servant chuckled a few times, "Our purpose is quite pure, merely to spread our teachings."

Yan Yibing: "I think between you and me, there's no need for such nonsense."

The Shadow Ghost Servant nodded and said, "We were supposed to leave this morning. Initially, I just wanted to drop by the Uncanny Bureau to say hello, but I stumbled upon something interesting."

"After all these years..." Yan Yibing frowned, "You damn voyeur?"

"When did I ever..."

"Ahem, yes."

The Shadow Ghost Servant shook his black robe and said, "I just want to know now, if that kid kills hundreds of ordinary people, will you punish him?"

"Is that important to you?"

"It is. I want to see if hundreds of ordinary people are more important, or if a potential with a forbidden ghostly spirit is more important."

"Does it matter?"

"It does. It's a game between ordinary people and challengers."

Yan Yibing smiled and said, "The existence of the Uncanny Bureau is to protect the people, to defend the country."

Shadow Ghost Servant: "Then we'll wait and see."

"Alright, but you'll be disappointed."

"Will I? I don't think so. Since he refused to join the Uncanny Bureau, it proves he's a selfish and weak person."

"Perhaps, but he would never kill those innocent people."

"......"

......

"Bang!"

With a loud crash.

Jiang Che and the clown collided once more, both sent flying.

At this moment, Jiang Che's body was covered with wounds of various sizes, and he was trembling uncontrollably from the strain of the battle.

Although Xiaoman was in control of the body now, ultimately, it was still Jiang Che's body.

As Xiaoman had said, any enhancement of mystic power had a critical point.

Even if Xiaoman was uninjured and at full strength, Jiang Che's body was destined to reach this critical point.

In contrast, the clown.

The clown's situation was far more dire than Jiang Che's. His right arm had been severed by Jiang Che with a bone knife.

A large chunk of decayed flesh had been sliced off his cheek, and his chest was a bloody mess.

If it were a normal person, they would have been dead long ago from such attacks.

But unfortunately, this thing wasn't human; it was a powerful Uncanny.

The clown crouched on all fours, blood dripping from his body.

He stared intently at Jiang Che, hissing menacingly, "Very good, very good! You've successfully angered me!"

Jiang Che tugged at the corner of his mouth, "People who usually say that end up dead."

The clown grinned, "But I'm not human."

Jiang Che: "Oh, you can even glitch?"

As soon as the words fell, the clown's aura surged again.

At this moment, Jiang Che gritted his teeth and communicated with Xiaoman.

"Can we keep enhancing?"

Xiaoman said gravely, "I haven't fully exerted myself yet, but your body has already reached its limit."

"Why worry about that now? Let's kill this thing first!" Jiang Che said fiercely.

Xiaoman: "No, I advise you to run. This thing is too troublesome."

"If I enhance my mystic power any further, even eating kidneys for ten years won't restore you!"

Wiping the blood from his face, revealing a sinister smile.

Jiang Che commanded, "Since we signed a contract, you have to listen to me!"

"When I tell you to enhance, you enhance!"

Xiaoman: "You're a madman!"

Just then.

Suddenly, someone shouted!

"Hidden weapon!"

Jiang Che: "Hmm?"

Clown: "Hmm?!"

A Hongxing Erke sneaker traced a bizarre arc in mid-air.

Finally, it hit the clown squarely on the forehead.

"Plop."

"......"

Zhuge Ye approached Jiang Che, wearing a stylish pair of sunglasses.

Jiang Che looked at Zhuge Ye with a face full of black lines.

"You damn."

"Call that a hidden weapon?"

Zhuge Ye's lips curled slightly, handing Jiang Che a pair of sunglasses, "What do you know? It's called tactics!"

"Put them on quickly."

"Hmm?"

Jiang Che hesitantly put on the seemingly ordinary sunglasses.

As it turned out, they were just ordinary sunglasses.

However, just as the clown was about to launch another attack, enraged.

The shoe beneath him suddenly burst with a blinding white light!

"Ah—!!!" the clown screamed.

Simultaneously.

Zhuge Ye's face turned pale, "Now, now!"

Jiang Che: "Good stuff!"

Xiaoman: "Advanced Taboo Object?!"

The intense light from the shoe caused terrifying damage to the Uncanny.

Under the white light, flames began to sprout from the clown's wounds!

At the same time, the clown's vision was completely lost!

And Jiang Che, protected by the sunglasses, although his eyes stung, could at least see clearly!

Without hesitation, Jiang Che charged into the depths of the white light.

Then.

"Slash! Rip!"

"Thud!"

As the white light faded, the clown's body was still in a struggling pose, but the head on his neck had fallen to his feet.

"I..."

"I..."

"Unconvinced, you, you..."

Before the clown's head could finish speaking, a Copper Coin Sword suddenly pierced through his forehead!

Zhuge Ye hacked away, taunting as he did, "Unconvinced, what do you have to be unconvinced about?"

"Grandpa warned you about the hidden weapon, and you're still unconvinced?"

"Spit!"

The decay and ruin began to recede.

The clown's body gradually turned to ashes.

Xiaoman also withdrew her power at this time.

Zhuge Ye silently retrieved a bead from the shoe and pocketed it.

Meanwhile, Jiang Che, dragging his nearly exhausted body, headed toward Screening Room No. 9.

At this moment, Hong Ling and the others arrived.

When they saw the scene before them, they were all shocked.

"You, you..."

"You killed Infinite Fear?"

Zhuge Ye grinned, "It's no big deal."

"Basic operations, don't be six, basic operations, don't be six, hehe."