Crack—
The Liuli shield above Guixu Relay Station shattered completely.
It did not break apart—it was crushed into powder by the thick, icy pressure of the Chaos Sea.
"No!"
"My leg! Help!"
Screams exploded through the streets and alleys.
Those low-level martial artists hiding beneath the shield did not even finish screaming before their bodies became persimmons clenched in a giant hand. With a wet splat, their flesh burst apart, and broken bones pierced through their organs.
The blood mist had barely risen before the flooding Gray Fog froze it into icy dregs.
Chu Qing stood atop the ruins.
Barefoot.
His toes dug into the shattered white marble, while the Dark Gold patterns beneath his feet glowed red-hot.
He did not so much as lift an eyelid as he looked down at those "Heavenly Prides" reduced to rotten meat.
This place was about to sink.
The weak becoming fertilizer was only natural.
Chu Qing moved.
His figure flashed, dragging a dark-red afterimage behind him as he shot straight toward the "treasure vault" at the relay station's northern corner.
There, nine elders of the Law Enforcement Division were desperately bracing the vault door.
Their hair was disheveled, their knuckles locked around the bronze door rings. Dark-red blood seeped from between their fingers from the sheer force they exerted.
"Chu Qing! You dare loot us amid the flames!"
The leading elder's voice was hoarse as sandpaper scraping against stone. His throat worked violently, and he spat out a wad of phlegm mixed with bloody foam. His bloodshot eyes remained fixed on the barefoot man approaching him.
Chu Qing did not answer.
His right hand suddenly gripped the Overlord Spear, all five fingers tightening.
His knuckles cracked sharply. Crack, crack.
(Motive): Stone Ridge Mountain (Grindstone) was crying out in hunger. These treasures were