Defeating the Yekan Gang

"An Xuan?"

He stared at this person who had originally been his "target," almost unable to believe it. "How could it be you? How did you dare come here?"

—And how had you become this strong?!

Deep within the underground base, of the old and young men in the reception hall, the elder also raised his head and looked in An Jing's direction.

"Hm?"

He narrowed his eyes. "This feeling—such pure Golden Sha... could it be?"

There was no "could it be."

An Jing's gaze locked directly onto the strongest person present—the gloomy-faced fellow who looked like a young man.

His entire body was made of living metal. Beneath his human skin lay a completely Heavenly Mechanism Oddity structure. He was an Ascension Cultivator with over ninety percent of his body modified.

However, this body did not seem particularly suited for combat.

This was probably the boss of the Yekan Gang.

With that thought, An Jing raised his hand.

Across the scene, all the shattered bullets and Flying Sword fragments gathered in midair, condensing into a longsword. The sword had neither hilt nor guard, only the purest blade.

It spun rapidly, faster and faster, until it became a cluster of platinum-white light. Then, beneath everyone's horrified gazes, it shot straight toward Yekan at the point of An Jing's sword fingers.

Whoosh!

A shrill tearing sound split the air. This sword-light effortlessly broke the sound barrier, dragging a white streak through the air.

"Fuck!"

How could An Kan have imagined that An Jing would not even negotiate before attacking outright? Normally, didn't gang conflicts begin with discussing terms? He had already stormed their headquarters—everything should have been negotiable. Was he actually planning to fight to the death?

An Kan was an Ascension Cultivator, after all. Power burst from beneath his feet,