High Martial Arts: Invincibility Begins with Fishing Through the Heavens

"I was severely injured on the spot, and more than fifty of the elite experts from Thunder Martial Arts School died. If I hadn't been fast, I probably wouldn't have made it back."

"How could Yi Shan and the others possibly..."

"They're definitely dead. The ones who came back last night couldn't possibly be human!"

At this point, Ray Wei's face twitched involuntarily; clearly, that adventure had left a deep scar on him.

He simply couldn't believe that Yi Shan and his group would dare to venture into the Phoenix Mountains.

They couldn't believe that they could have survived for three months in the Phoenix Mountains.

As soon as Lei Wei finished speaking, there was a deathly silence among the crowd, and many people felt a chill run down their spines.

If what came back last night wasn't a person, then what was it?

Where are those things now?

What happened here?

“District Chief, in addition to that, I also saw on the surveillance footage that nearly a hundred members of the Black Dragon Society broke into this area not long ago, and then several of our Ninth District patrol officers also came to this area.”

"But now, they're all gone."

Before everyone could recover from their unease, the police chief spoke again.

"People from the Black Dragon Society?"

"Police officers?"

"Did they arrive here one after the other?"

After listening, District Chief Qin couldn't help but frown.

"Could they be conspiring again to harm ordinary people?"

"You bastard! The higher-ups have repeatedly ordered everyone to be careful and not to push ordinary people too far."

"You should know that since the great changes in the world, once someone is driven to a dead end, their resentment, hatred, obsession and other emotions will easily give birth to evil spirits, vengeful ghosts and other ghostly things when they reach a certain level."

"If a major disturbance or disaster occurs, you will all be held responsible."

District Chief Qin almost instinctively guessed that the four patrol officers following the Black Dragon Society members were probably there to help the Black Dragon Society with various cleanup tasks.

He was very displeased with this.

When Yi Feng first heard his words, he thought that he had some bottom line when it came to ordinary people.

However, the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Because in District Chief Qin's heart, he didn't care about the life and death of ordinary people.

What he cared about was actually...

"So that's how it is. Demons and vengeful spirits can actually be transformed from ordinary people who harbor great hatred, resentment, and obsession."

"So that's why the higher-ups kept this secret."

"They're afraid that ordinary people, in despair, will willingly turn into demons and vengeful ghosts!"

At that moment, Yi Feng suddenly realized.

He finally understood why news about demons and evil spirits had been blocked.

However, what puzzled him was...

Why was that patrol team leader able to transform into a demon?

As a leader of the Ninth District Police Squad, he had power and influence, so he probably didn't harbor any deep hatred or resentment.

Little did Yi Feng know that Wang Zhonghe's transformation into a demon was actually indirectly caused by him.

Because he killed Wang Zhonghe's son, Wang Yuanlong, Wang Zhonghe's hatred reached a terrifying level.

Because this is his only son.

Wang Zhonghe pinned almost all his hopes for the rest of his life on Wang Yuanlong.

It's easy to imagine how furious he was when he learned that Wang Yuanlong had been killed.

What angered and frustrated Wang Zhonghe even more was that he couldn't find the murderer who killed his son.

In addition, his eagerness for quick success led to a backlash from his cultivation technique, making him unable to suppress the malevolent and evil energy within his body, which caused him to fall into demonic possession.

Unfortunately, Yi Feng was unaware of these reasons.

If he had known, he would have definitely tried to kill this evil spirit.

Of course, even if he didn't know, he had already set his sights on this evil spirit.

After all, in his eyes, demons were a source of abundant creation and primal energy.

In the crowd, the demon that Wang Zhonghe had transformed into suddenly felt a chill run through his body for some reason, as if he were being watched by something.

He couldn't help but look up and around, but found nothing.