The Yekan Gang had collapsed.
To be honest, the Yekan Gang was not weak in the slightest.
Setting everything else aside, if their three Foundation Establishment leaders gathered together, they formed a team consisting of a Wind Spirit Root armor-piercing main attacker, a support spirit cultivator who empowered others with all kinds of martial arts, and a versatile fighter with a special shadowy cultivation art who could assassinate and backstab, or provide control and burst damage.
What was more, that was not even their complete state—wealthy Ascension Cultivators had entirely different bodies for combat and daily life. Wilderness Bandit Cultivators and mercenaries like Qu Tong and Steel Skeleton, who possessed only a single body, were the rare ones. The vast majority of Ascension Cultivators associated with corporations possessed multiple bodies.
The Yekan Gang had made a fortune through human experimentation and Spirit Stone smuggling. Naturally, its leaders Meng Ang and An Kan were no exception. Their earlier performance had been far from their full strength.
The three-man combination was enough to handle most situations. Added to that were the gang's exceptionally well-trained combat personnel, capable of acting and casting martial arts in perfect unison. They were enough to rival an ordinary corporate mobile unit. No wonder the Yekan Gang had endured for so long, repeatedly expanding and growing stronger in the Lower District of Xuanye City, a place crawling with monsters and demons.
But unfortunately, they had faced An Jing.
"After fighting high-level opponents, dealing with an ordinary force at the same level is actually this easy."
The Yekan Gang had left behind a great number of corpses, but An Jing did not pursue them.
Honestly, this was the first time he had achieved his objective so easily—if An Jing had truly gone all out, dealing with An Kan and