Azure Underworld Awakening of Insects, A Sword of Spring Thunder!

Azure Underworld Awakening of Insects, a Sword of Spring Thunder! Early morning.

Public Security Bureau Family Compound.

Security Captain Zhang Jianjun walked into the monitoring room, yawning while clutching a thermos filled with goji berries, ready to begin another day of dull and comfortable work.

This was the highest-security area in the entire bureau, housing the families of those within the public security system; for decades, not even a petty thief had managed to slip inside.

He began his routine inspection of the previous night's surveillance footage, the fast-forwarded images flashing rapidly across the screen.

Suddenly, his finger froze on the fast-forward button.

On the screen, a bizarre segment of footage was locked in place.

Three o'clock in the morning, on the empty road in the center of the residential compound.

A pink, childishly drawn cartoon pig was strutting down the street with a gait that defied all logic, swaggering along with an air of unutterable arrogance.

Zhang Jianjun rubbed his eyes, convinced that staying up late had blurred his vision.

He rewound the footage and played it back at normal speed.

It was real!

It was a palm-sized Peppa Pig with a hairdryer-shaped head!

In the surveillance footage, this eerie little pig wandered aimlessly through the compound, its body covered in specks of mud.

Finally, it walked near Residential Building No. 7, its form suddenly dissolving into dots of light before vanishing into thin air.

Cold sweat broke out across Zhang Jianjun's back in an instant!

This was no hallucination!

He lunged for the red internal telephone on the desk, his voice cracking as he spoke:

"Report to Command Center! The family compound... a supernatural incident has occurred in the family compound! Repeat, a supernatural incident!"

Five minutes later.

Jiang City Public Security Bureau, Special Investigation Team headquarters.

An encrypted emergency report was delivered to Captain Chen Kefa's desk.

Attached to the report was the very surveillance footage of Peppa Pig roaming the streets in the dead of night.

The atmosphere inside the office was suffocatingly heavy.

Chen Kefa stared at the pink cartoon figure on the screen, his handsome face covered in a layer of frost.

His gaze was sharp enough to pierce through the screen.

The family compound!

These damned supernatural things had actually extended their reach to his own family!

"How bold!"

Chen Kefa slammed his fist onto the alloy desk, the sturdy surface caving in with a clear, indented fist mark!

He rose abruptly, grabbing the black trench coat and long sword bag hanging from the rack, his voice sounding exceptionally cold and sharp.

"Pass the word: Special Investigation Team 1, mobilize everyone! Seal off Building 7 of the family compound and complete the evacuation of all residents within three minutes!"

"Yes!"

Following Chen Kefa's order, the entire Special Investigation Team roared into motion like a precision war machine.

Several black special-ops vehicles sped silently out of headquarters, heading straight for the family compound.

In less than five minutes, a long cordon had been drawn around Building 7.

Under the guidance of logistics personnel, the residents of the building were quickly evacuated to a safe zone under the pretext of "emergency gas pipeline maintenance."

A group of special investigation team members in black tactical gear, holding various strangely shaped instruments, surrounded Building 7.

One member held a detector-like device, the red light on its screen finally locking onto a window on the third floor.

"Report, Captain! Target locked! Building 7, Room 304! High-intensity residual psychic fluctuations detected!"

"This household hasn't stepped out in three days, and there's been no response to the evacuation notice!"

The situation could not be clearer.

Chen Kefa stood downstairs, looking up at the tightly shut windows of Room 304, the killing intent in his eyes nearly solidifying.

The team members around him dispersed silently, clinging to the outer walls like geckos, sealing off every window and potential exit of Room 304.

A net of heaven and earth had been cast.

All onlookers were kept a hundred meters away, seeing only the legendary special investigation team members acting as if facing a formidable enemy, the atmosphere tense to the extreme.

Many were seeing such a display for the first time, filled with both excitement and curiosity.

Some even secretly took out their phones, wanting to record this rare scene.

"Sir, please put your phone away! We have professional recording personnel; for your own safety, please do not use any electronic devices!"

A logistics staff member immediately stepped forward, sternly stopping him.

Chen Kefa walked up the stairs to the third floor, step by step.

At the top of the stairs, he paused, no longer suppressing the surging, river-like blood energy within his body.

A scorching, fierce, and incomparably overbearing aura erupted from him, centered on his very being!

It was as if a dull beat of a war drum had sounded in the air!

With him at the center, the air in the entire third-floor corridor grew viscous, and the white plaster on the walls began to flake off in rustles.

A visible, pale-gold wave of energy surged toward the door of Room 304 like a ripple!

This was the advice given by Professor Wang Xiaoming—the physical bodies of the Spirit Race were frail and could not withstand the full-force blood energy pressure of a high-ranking martial artist!

Pure, masculine blood energy alone would be enough to force them out of their hiding place!

Once that happened, they would be swiftly executed with thunderous force!

"Creeeak—"

The door to Room 304 trembled violently under the impact of the blood energy.

The next moment!

"Bang!"

The window glass of Room 304 shattered violently!

A thin, twisted, faceless black shadow, accompanied by an invisible shriek that tore through the air, lunged out from the broken window!

Its movements were utterly frantic!

Yet, the speed at which this shadow moved was unexpectedly sluggish, far slower than anyone had anticipated.

Before it could escape very far, it was firmly surrounded by the other members of the Special Investigation Team, who had been lying in wait.

That shriek did not target the eardrums, but struck directly at the soul!

Among the crowd watching from a hundred meters away, dozens of people instantly clutched their heads and cried out in pain, their faces turning deathly pale as blood seeped from their ears!

Fortunately, they were far enough away that they were only hit by the shockwave, and their injuries were not severe.

Chen Kefa bore the brunt of the attack, yet he did not even frown.

He had initially raised his hands to cover his ears by instinct, but he immediately realized that physical defense was useless against such a mental attack.

He simply lowered his hands, letting the psychic noise batter his consciousness.

This level of screaming attack was actually much weaker than he had imagined.

He gripped the hilt of his sword with his right hand and slowly drew it from its scabbard.

The sword hummed with a clear, resonant sound, like a dragon singing to the heavens!

He pointed his longsword toward the firmament, the blade vibrating as it drew forth wisps of pale-blue electric arcs that coiled and danced along the steel!

"Spring Thunder!"

A low shout, like a thunderclap on flat ground!

Chen Kefa, twenty-five years old, title: [Azure Underworld Awakening of Insects]!

Undefeated among his peers, he was particularly skilled in a style of overbearing, peerless thunder-based swordsmanship!

The members of the Special Investigation Team downstairs and outside the walls saw their captain get serious, and their hanging hearts instantly settled.

Of all people to provoke, they had to provoke their captain.

Who didn't know that the safety of his family was Chen Kefa's absolute reverse scale?

You dared to lurk in his family's residential area?

If you don't die, who will?

At the tip of the sword, the electric arcs converged, condensing into droplets of azure thunder-dew that looked like liquid mercury!

With a flick of Chen Kefa's wrist, the longsword swept out!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

Dozens of thunder-dew droplets scattered like flowers falling from the heavens, tearing through the sky.

Carrying a destructive aura, they precisely enveloped the black shadow as it attempted to flee!

The Spirit Race shadow seemed to sense a fatal threat, emitting an even sharper hiss as its form twisted frantically in an attempt to dodge.

However, the speed of the thunder-dew was absolute!

The moment the first droplet touched the shadow—

BOOM!

A deafening roar erupted!

Blinding lightning exploded, and the body of the Spirit Race creature was like an ice cube dropped into molten lava...

It couldn't even hold on for a single second before it was blasted into nothingness, dissolving inch by inch under the violent power of the thunder, until it vanished into ash!

Not even a trace of a chilling aura remained.

The battle had already ended the moment Chen Kefa drew his sword.

After a brief, deathly silence, the crowd of onlookers in the distance erupted into thunderous cheers and applause!

"Well done!"

"Too cool! This is our guardian deity!"

Chen Kefa sheathed his sword, suppressing the violent blood-pressure surging through his body, his expression remaining icy.

A team member codenamed "Falcon" dropped lightly from the wall and walked to his side, scratching his head with a helpless look.

"Captain, this..."

"Professor Wang Xiaoming specifically instructed us to try and leave a live one to provide him with some research material..."

Chen Kefa froze upon hearing this, only then remembering that detail, and immediately cursed under his breath!

His killing intent had been too strong just now; every strike had been a lethal blow, and he hadn't even considered holding back.

Falcon sighed, though he understood it completely.

If it were him, discovering such a monster lurking around his own family, he would only have struck harder than the captain, wishing he could grind it to dust ten thousand times over.

But then, Falcon frowned, voicing the doubt in his heart.

"However, Captain, this matter is a bit strange. According to the intelligence we possess, the Spirit Race has always been secretive and acted with strange, devious methods."

"How could they be so stupid this time, leaving a trail as obvious as 'Peppa Pig' right under the surveillance cameras?"

"This doesn't seem like their style; it looks more like they are... deliberately luring us here?"

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