When Did I Get This Powerful?

"A veto?"

Lin Shiquan pondered these four words, his expression dark and indifferent, and coldly spoke:

"Martial law?"

As an investigator for the Investigation Bureau, he was naturally very clear about these rules and regulations, and at this moment he laughed in anger:

"Governor Zhao, Director Chen, are you planning to protect Zhang Fusheng against the General Administration? I now have reason to suspect that you are colluding with a cult."

"Colluding with cults?"

Chen Daoling made an exaggerated expression and waved his hands repeatedly:

"I'm too weak to wear such a big hat. Lin, the inspector, should be able to see the chaos in Chongyang City right now. We're just following the rules and regulations."

Lin Shiquan stared at him coldly, showing no fear despite the presence of two Great Grandmaster.

He exhaled a breath of stale air and said calmly:

"The implementation of martial law is extremely harsh. What, was this riot instigated by cultists?"

"Yes."

It was Zhang Fusheng who spoke. He was impatient and had many things to deal with. He raised an eyebrow and said:

"Based on our investigation, this riot was an organized and premeditated subversive activity, and the initiator is most likely Daoism."

He walked to the window, drew back the curtains, and began to speak eloquently:

"As the Director of the Public Security Bureau, I have the authority to take all necessary actions to protect the safety of citizens and to uphold the prestige of the Federation."

"For example."

Zhang Fusheng turned around, stared at the not-so-young examiner, and said calmly:

"For example, what if, at this crucial moment, Inspector Lin suddenly arrived in Chongyang City?"

Lin Shiquan's eyelids twitched, he laughed in exasperation, and shook his head, saying:

"A clown."

He picked up his phone, sent a text message, and then pointed to the phone on his desk:

"Governor Zhao, I'm getting a call from the Investigation Bureau. Can you answer it?"

Zhao Wenting glanced at the landline, which remained silent, and raised an eyebrow:

I don't think it has that.

'Ring ring!'

The red landline phone emitted a piercing ringtone.

Zhao Wenting squinted, stepped forward, and answered the phone with a smile on his face.

"I am Director Lin Zhao Wenting. We have no intention whatsoever of resisting the investigation or the Investigation Bureau; we are simply following the rules."

"Disband the Trio Arbitration Committee? Please wait a moment."

Zhao Wenting raised his head, and just as he looked at Director Zhang and Chen Daoling, he heard the young man smile and say:

"Veto."

Zhao Wenting said into the phone:

"Director Lin, your order to disband the Chongyang City adjudication team was vetoed by Director Zhang Fusheng."

The Innate Person on the other end of the phone fell silent.

Then he burst out laughing.

It sounds like she's angry.

Lin Shiquan's eyelids twitched. He stepped forward, took the phone from Zhao Wenting without any hesitation, and said loudly:

"Director, I now propose to the General Administration a ten-day anti-cult operation targeting the riots in Chongyang City, and I request military support!"

On the other end of the phone,

A cold voice came from the middle-aged man:

"Permission granted. Thirty action teams will arrive in Chongyang City today."

Zhang Fusheng strode forward and cheerfully spoke into the phone:

"The Chongyang Adjudication Panel has decided to reject the Investigation Bureau's support and assistance. Director Lin, what do you think?"

The person on the phone was silent for a moment.

"His name is Zhang Fusheng, right? I'd like to meet him."

"The Action Detachment arrived three hours later."

The words drifted out lightly, and the important figure far away in the Golden City hung up the phone.

A brief silence fell over the office.

Lin Shiquan gazed down at Zhang Fusheng with an air of superiority:

"I'll say it again."

"A small fry"

He only felt a blur before his eyes.

The boy had vanished from the spot at some point, and when he reappeared, he was already beside the action team leader.

The latter was taken aback, looked up, and met the boy's gaze.

'Boom!'

A roar filled his mind, and he seemed to see a colossal bull demon reaching to the heavens and the earth, and seventy-two snow-capped mountains suspended overhead.

The Bull Demon roared, and a massive avalanche ensued!

'Smack!'

The master's head was smashed to pieces by a single punch.

The Body Furnace Fire, Regeneration from a Drop of Blood.

With a gentle stroke of her pale white hand, a sound like an avalanche seemed to echo in the void, and the flickering candlelight twisted violently, as if it were being covered by a blanket of snow—before going out.

The body, with only half a head growing, collapsed weakly to the ground.

Lin Shiquan stared in disbelief at the scene, shocked and furious. He wanted to reprimand the boy, but then he saw the boy named Zhang Fusheng turn his head and quietly glance at him.

Danger.

Danger! Danger!

A chill crept up from the bottom of his heart and quickly spread throughout his body, forcing him to swallow the words that were about to come out.

"Based on findings during the review."

Zhang Fusheng turned around and reported to the governor and garrison commander with meticulous seriousness:

"There were cult members lurking around Inspector Lin. After a tense and fierce struggle, I narrowly killed one of the cult members."

"Given the current tense situation in Chongyang City, I propose that Inspector Lin be provided with 24-hour comprehensive protection."

A clear voice echoed in the office.

Zhao Wenting raised his hand:

I second that.

Chen Daoling nodded in agreement:

"I second that. I will report on this incident then."

He smiled as he looked at Lin Shiquan, who was drenched in cold sweat:

"At that time, we will need to ask Inspector Lin to write his comments and sign the report."

Lin Shiquan's lips twitched, and he was momentarily speechless.

He suddenly realized that it was completely different from what he had expected.

Chongyang City is not a docile lamb waiting for investigation and instructions.

This place is clearly a den of dragons and tigers!!

These people are all incredibly audacious!

Lin Shiquan swallowed hard, a premonition rising in his heart.

Those who come may not be able to leave.

But Action Detachment is about to arrive!

How dare they?

In a daze, it seemed as if a huge roar came from outside.

Lin Shiquan glanced sideways and, through the window, could see thirty-six spaceships pouring into the city from all directions.

A blinding white light flashed—a spaceship had fired its cannons!

The earth shook violently, flames shot into the sky, and a small mushroom cloud rose slowly.

Seconds later, the entire city was engulfed in sirens.

"The entire city is on high alert, and all external waterways are closed." Zhang Fusheng calmly issued the order:

"Now, I propose that I temporarily assume the role of Commander-in-Chief during this extraordinary period."

I second that.

I second that.

Both hands were raised.

The ruling is in effect.

Under the Public Security Bureau.

Serious crime zone.

The old man, shackled, sat calmly and upright.

"What does it look like outside?"

He muttered to himself, suddenly feeling somewhat confused, because the sounds of the riots had recently ceased completely, and not only that...

Inside the Public Security Bureau, the sounds of breathing and heartbeats faded away, one by one.

As if they had received some kind of order—at this moment, it seemed that they were the only ones left in the entire security building.

Chen Qiusheng frowned slightly, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

What's happening in the outside world?

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly stood up. The shackles on his body clanged and rattled.

Just then.

Chen Qiusheng felt a sudden chill run down his spine.

The next second.

The surrounding air suddenly became hot and red; everything in sight was red, followed by a huge flame!

'Boom!!'

A roaring sound, an explosion.

The entire security building was torn apart by a single main cannon shot!

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, countless fragments of rock rained down, and Chen Qiusheng stood disheveled atop the ruins, his body enveloped in an extremely thick Blood Qi Beacon —what had happened?

He quickly realized it.

A strong wind blew, and the smoke and dust dispersed.

Raise your head.

Above them were thirty-six spaceships, one of which had its door open.

A strange figure stood on it and shouted at him:

"Your High Envoy, the operation has begun, and we have come to fetch you!"

Above. Make?

Three question marks appeared on Chen Qiusheng's forehead.

What High Envoy?

His mind went blank for a moment, then he saw two familiar figures walking through the air towards him; one was the governor, Zhao Wenting.

The other one is the second junior brother, Chen Daoling, the head of the Investigation Branch and the garrison commander of Chongyang City.

Completely bewildered.

Chen Qiusheng saw the thirty-six spaceships turn their cannons around.

Heavy artillery fired in unison.

One after another, ghastly white beams of light tore through the air, hurtling towards the two top-tier Great Grandmaster who had lit four furnaces.

This volley of fire was enough to vaporize and tear apart several city blocks, but what about facing two top-tier Great Grandmaster?

Chen Qiusheng shook his head.

Like water off a duck's back.

Then.

He saw Zhao Wenting and Chen Daoling, but neither dodged nor avoided them, instead bracing himself against the volley of fire.

Without using their magical forms or the four furnace flames, the two fell from the sky with screams of agony, leaving behind a trail of blood.

They crashed to the ground with a thud, half of their bodies vaporizing and disappearing.

Chen Qiusheng stared blankly at the two heavily injured Great Grandmaster, his question marks growing even larger.

Where is your Regeneration from a Drop of Blood?

Where is your Qi and Blood Sea?

Where is your thousand-meter-long Dharma image???

The two Great Grandmaster struggled to their feet, supporting each other, without even using their Regeneration from a Drop of Blood, leaving their terrifying injuries exposed.

He ran away, limping.

Yes, they ran away.

"Chen Qiusheng!"

The two Great Grandmaster who had fled did not forget to turn back and roar angrily:

"You actually dare to rebel!"

"You actually dared to collude with a cult!"

The roar echoed across half the city.

Chen Qiusheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses:

"Your mom!!"

He laughed in anger; what a clumsy method, a ridiculous frame-up!

Is it useful?

Although Chen Qiusheng didn't understand how the governor had gotten involved with Chen Daoling and Zhang Fusheng, he recognized the despicable tactics employed.

He looked up at the thirty-six spaceships that had come to 'rescue' him, and heard loud prayers coming from them—praying to the Evil God of the Western Sect.

Okay, okay.

So you're not even going to act anymore, huh?

Chen Qiusheng chuckled softly, the image of Zhang Fusheng flashing through his mind.

Is this your foolish, ridiculous plan?

"In the face of absolute power"

He moved his body, and the special shackles that had restricted the Grandmaster broke inch by inch.

"In the face of absolute power, all schemes seem laughable."

'Buzz!!'

Four furnaces were lit, and a colossal Dharma image, over a thousand meters tall, rose from the ground. With a single thought, the heavens and earth within ten miles changed, and wind, thunder, rain, and snow appeared all at once!

Far, far away.

Zhang Fusheng sat on the edge of a building's rooftop, his legs dangling in the air, holding a bag of potato chips in his hands.

'Crack!'

He bit into a potato chip, chewed, and gazed at the kilometer-tall, dark red Dharma image.

Even from such a great distance, the oppressive feeling was still incredibly heavy.

Zhang Fusheng exclaimed in amazement:

"Is this the Great Grandmaster who can light all four furnaces?"

Grandmasters ignite the Body Furnace Fire, gaining the Divine Ability of Regeneration from a Drop of Blood, and their Dharma form solidifies.

The Qi and Blood Furnace Fire were ignited, and the Dharma Form expanded from over two hundred meters to a range of one thousand meters. With a mere gesture, it could easily wipe out an entire street!

Rekindling the Spiritual Furnace Fire, the divine realm began to slowly transform towards a [domain], forming something called a [Law Domain].

A century of Mental Accumulation can yield a legal domain with a diameter of one kilometer.

And what if, in the end, the Heaven and Earth Furnace Fire is ignited?

Then one can substitute one's own heart for the heart of Heaven.

Celestial phenomena and the four seasons are all determined by a single thought of the self; a gust of wind can bring a raging storm, and a single word can bring snowfall for ten years.

With every gesture, the power of heaven and earth seemed to be imbued with his body; a casual strike could turn ten miles into ashes!

Chen Qiusheng then established himself in this situation.

'Crack!'

Zhang Fusheng chewed another potato chip and saw a terrifying Dharma image a thousand meters tall. It opened its eyes and stared at him from tens or hundreds of miles away.

He felt himself being locked onto by an incredibly powerful being, his muscles trembled, his hair stood on end, and his blood flowed stagnant!

They were all Great Grandmaster.

The difference between major commodities can be as vast as heaven and earth.

Four stove fires, are you going to kill a single stove fire?

Within a hundred breaths.

Zhang Fusheng chewed on potato chips expressionlessly, swallowed them, and grinned at the terrifying image staring at him.

He opened his mouth, speaking silently—'Kill me?'

Qianmi Faxiang smiled and ignored Zhang Fusheng.

Chen Qiusheng knew that his most urgent task was to remove the stigma that was being placed on his head—but how?

It's very simple.

Destroy these thirty-six spaceships.

In a high-profile, city-wide-obvious manner, it was extinguished!

The Sea of Consciousness surges and churns.

Above the thousand-meter-tall Buddha image, a brilliant golden light radiates; one hand points to the sky and the other touches the earth, resembling the Buddha!

Chen Qiusheng is practicing the [Tathagata Meditation].

All beings revere me as the Tathagata.

The Dharma domain unfolds, and everything within a six-kilometer radius is within my control in a single thought.

The Buddha's image opens its eyes.

In that very instant.

Under the watchful eyes of the entire city, and amidst the horrified gazes of the visiting believers.

The moment Faxiang opened his eyes, the world suddenly fell silent. The churning Sea of Clouds in the sky seemed to have been smoothed out by a giant hand, instantly freezing.

A point of golden light bloomed behind the Buddha's head, revealing a lotus platform, its petals pure and serene.

It was like the sound of thousands of monks chanting scriptures simultaneously, echoing endlessly, growing ever louder and louder!

Chen Qiusheng stared blankly at his own image.

When did I become so amazing??