Destiny is ashes

Chapter 110: Life and Death
The air was polluted with blood and dust, and it was so stinking that it made people breathless. The weak fire mixed with the warning lights that had not yet been completely extinguished, emitting a dim light that flickered unsteadily.

The walls were destroyed by the tremendous force, and the broken wires and mechanical structures flashed with dazzling electric sparks. A violent air wave blew in from the depths of the dark pit, hot and violent, making a shrill "woooo" sound, like the whimpering from the underworld.

The battle between Fengdu Guards and the black market cultivators has not yet ended. They have already fought to the depths of the black market. Now only the aftershocks can be heard, causing the strong wind to stop and the ground to shake slightly. The sounds of shouting and fighting can still be heard today.

In the pool of flesh and blood formed by dead bodies and half-solidified blood, a figure slowly stood up.

The sticky blood plasma dripped from around his straw hat and raincoat. An Jing looked around silently, an urge to vomit churning in his chest and abdomen.

The entire free trade market had been completely destroyed, and the area around the emergency exit was a sea of ​​blood and corpses. The reason why he was able to survive was mainly because he ran fast enough and hid in the passage before the black market monks and the Fengdu guards started fighting, so he was not hit directly by the aftermath, and he also had some self-defense ability.

Taibai's evil spirit was infused in, even a leaf was as hard as armor, and a piece of paper was as sharp as a blade. The bulletproof raincoat, which was originally sturdy, played its role as a protective magic weapon and withstood the aftermath.

But others were not so lucky. Although the bodies around Anjing had been basically shattered, their skeletons could still be seen in human form, while the bodies outside the passage had turned into black charcoal and no trace of human form could be seen.

These are not actually scary. Unless one is paying close attention, one cannot tell that these black carbon residues were once human beings. What is truly disgusting are the corpses of those who once used protective magic tools but were still killed... Their bodies have only turned into charcoal on the surface, but scarlet blood is flowing out from the cracks on the surface of the body, revealing the pink red flesh inside, which fluctuates with the heat.

Even though he was still wearing a gas mask, the strong smell of blood still rushed into his nose.

After finally calming down, An Jing silently checked the drones and various resources he was protecting.

As he counted the resources, he forced himself to think.

Although those who come to the black market are indeed not law-abiding elements, at present, this black market seems unexpectedly formal. Rather than a black market, it is more like an underground mall built by a large group.

But here is the problem.

If what Boss Ji Lu said is true, this black market is really supported by Xuandu Group, with its powerful background of Yuanshen level, it should not be a "black market" that can be investigated and dealt with at will.

unless……

"I seem to vaguely remember that Xuandu's name doesn't seem to be among the three major groups stationed in Xuanye City? The four major soul inheritances, Luofu, Shouyang, Xuandu, Lianshan... Yes. The third largest group in Xuanye City is the Lianshan Group!"

Not daring to make any noise, An Jing quietly hid aside after counting his equipment, thinking in his mind and observing the surrounding environment solemnly: "Xuan Ye City is the forbidden fruit of the three major groups. The Xuandu Group cannot intervene through formal channels, so they opened a black market. This should have been tacitly agreed by some of the groups, so the black market also has to pay taxes as protection fees."

"But this is only normal times. If a conflict really breaks out, it is considered illegal by default, so we will directly send out the Fengdu Guards to clean up the mess, without caring about casualties at all!"

"I'm not the only one who survived. Boss Jilu should be alive too."

In fact, if you calm down and listen a little, you can vaguely hear struggling breathing and cries for help coming from the bottom of the emergency escape stairs. Those are the people in the deeper black market. An Jing observed carefully and did not see the clothes of Boss Jilu. He seemed to have a lot of talismans on him. It was likely that he was a child of a big family. It would not be difficult for him to block the aftermath.

There was indeed no Boss Jilu among the bodies on the ground, and it could be seen that people had walked on the road leading to the upper exit. Obviously, those who were able to move had all left the black market as quickly as possible.

But An Jing saw another familiar corpse.

The body of the young waitress who had taken An Jing to test the drone was curled up behind a half-burned counter, holding her ears. She was not seriously injured, probably because her internal organs were shattered by the aftermath, and she was not burned by the flames, so her body was relatively intact, but bleeding from all seven orifices.

An Jing silently watched the girl in front of him who was once young and cheerful, worked hard, had a passion for the future, and shyly asked him for praise.

She is just a corpse now.

Looking up, An Jing looked around the entire second floor.

Here, densely packed, covering the ground, steaming upwards, all blood and death. Is it really necessary?

It is obvious that many people here have nothing to do with those major events, and they are easy to identify.

Even if something really crucial and important was lost, can't we just arrest the people and interrogate them one by one?
He clearly had overwhelming power, but it only took a little more effort to interrogate him...

It had to be this way, it had to be this way, it had to be this way... it had to kill people! It had to be such a meaningless killing!
——Does it have to be like this?!

An Jing did not show anger, because if he was angry, there would be no answer to his question, because people who would do such a thing would never think about such a question.

Unless, they also fall into this situation.

They, too, became corpses.

Taking the scenes before him firmly in mind, An Jing reached out and closed the young waiter's slightly open and bleeding, dazed eyes, then turned and left.

He headed for the top floor exit.

The second underground floor is the free trade zone, the third underground floor is the specialty store area, and the first underground floor is the general retail area, selling bullets, stimulants, various talismans, elixirs and other common items. Above that is the entrance and exit of the square, which is not far away.

But just after taking two steps forward, An Jing suddenly felt an alarm bell ringing in his heart.

He stopped and listened in confusion.

——How can it be... so quiet?
The black market was hit hard, with more deaths than injuries. Those with minor injuries had already left, but even so there were still many screams and wails.

But above, it was too unusually quiet, too silent.

An Jing also thought that there might be patrol officers or even Fengdu guards on guard, so he planned to get closer to see the situation before taking any action. But now, he didn't dare to get closer at all.

An Jing even turned around and walked quickly towards the third underground floor.

The third floor has a specialty store area, where Anjing buys jade steel.

There are many 'brand stores' and 'specialty stores' here, similar to Xiaozheshan. Most people don't come here, and each store has its own reinforcement techniques, so it looks less damaged.

But in fact, facing the battle between Fengdu Guards and black market cultivators, these spells did not mean much. The third floor was littered with ruins, scattered corpses and bloodstains everywhere, but it was not as tragic as the first and second floors where corpses were everywhere.

Peacefully practice the Pure Sword Contemplation and the Emperor's Heaven Method.

Now he has to calm down.

He quickly found a small shop with a collapsed facade that sold talisman pens and spiritual ink. He avoided the 'paralysis magic ban' that the sword spirit reminded him of and hid inside. Then he took out the drone glasses and handle from his blood-stained backpack.

After being fully equipped, he activated the 'Six Qi Lotus Platform'.

He input a little spiritual power to start the authentication procedure, put on the drone glasses to connect his vision with the Six Qi Lotus Platform, and the green lotus-shaped drone mother machine rose silently, spinning and flying towards the upper level.

(End of this chapter)