Chapter 1156: Emperor's Claws and Teeth

"What? You have times when you're afraid too?"

Behind the one-way mirror, Chu Changqing, who was locked in the chair, sneered disdainfully. "It seems you are just a bunch of amateurs."

Facing Chu Changqing's mockery, the supervisor didn't have any emotional fluctuations. He glanced at Chu Changqing behind the glass and said calmly:

"Transfer the person first."

"Yes."

The people around quickly detached the equipment from Chu Changqing's body and pushed hard on the seat. The rollers at the base of the chair deployed, and at the same time, as someone slammed a button in the corner of the wall, the wall behind the observation room began to slide open to both sides, revealing a secret tunnel leading out of the mountain.

Just as they were about to leave, a series of dull thuds echoed from the ceiling directly above the observation room!

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—*

Black ink, sharp as blades, pierced directly through the limbs of the several people surrounding Chu Changqing. As screams erupted in unison, everyone in the observation room collapsed amidst a spray of blood, leaving only Chu Changqing sitting in place, motionless.

Fresh blood splattered across the one-way glass. The supervisor stood frozen in place, and with another loud crash, the ceiling above Chu Changqing was shattered!

Amidst the hazy moonlight, several figures landed nimbly around Chu Changqing.

"Found him."

In the swirling dust, a tall woman raised an eyebrow and hooked her fingertip under the chin of the restrained Chu Changqing. Her crescent-shaped eyes clearly reflected the face of the long-haired figure.

"Who would have thought, Chu Changqing is actually an artistic-looking handsome man... I thought all researchers were balding middle-aged uncles."

Chu Changqing looked at the stranger before him, his brow furrowing instinctively.

"Who are you people?" The supervisor's expression was ghastly.

The woman paused, looked around, and wore a look of disbelief. "Who's talking?"

"It's the one-way glass." Beside the woman, three young men and women who looked like college students spoke up to remind her.

"What's a one-way glass?"

“……”

The college students seemed speechless. One of them pointed a finger, and a "pie" (撇) stroke shot out, shattering the one-way glass into pieces!

"Oh~ so there are people standing there!" The woman looked at the few people who had appeared behind the mirror, her expression full of curiosity.

Supervisor: ...

"I remember you, you're Zheng Zhiqing!" The supervisor looked at that familiar face, and suddenly remembered something. "You're a registered 'White Hand' of Bureau 749. I read your file back then... Do you have any idea what you're doing??"

The woman didn't seem to care that her identity had been exposed. She covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Who hasn't made mistakes in their youth... But now, I have found my true belonging."

"True belonging?"

Just as the supervisor was about to ask more, a figure slowly drifted down from the hole above.

In the hazy glimmer, a young man with sword-like brows and star-like eyes walked slowly as if stepping on the moonlight. Every movement he made exuded an indescribable sense of oppression, especially those eyes, which seemed to hold the sharpness and murderous intent of thousands of years, making everyone tremble with just one glance.

*Thump—*

The researchers around felt as if their legs no longer belonged to them, collapsing to their knees on the spot.

The moment the supervisor saw him, he instinctively wanted to kneel as well, but fortunately, the man in the white coat beside him reached out to support him just in time, allowing him to regain his senses... Beads of sweat the size of peas rolled down his forehead, his eyes staring in horror at the youth hovering in the air.

"Who... who are you?"

The supervisor racked his brain, but couldn't recall anyone like this in the country. Neither the Black Hands nor the White Hands in Bureau 749's files had any information related to him... Could he have returned from overseas?

*Boom!*

A loud noise came from behind the supervisor. He turned his head in shock, only to find that the entire corridor behind him had turned into a lava hell. Amidst the spiderweb-like cracks, a burly man wearing a fur coat walked slowly toward them.

Fu Kun saw Ying Fu not far away and immediately bowed respectfully:

"Your Majesty, I am late."

Your Majesty?

The supervisor's heart was filled with confusion...

Regardless, the fact that these people appeared here meant that the "White Hands" guarding the outside had all been dealt with. But the supervisor couldn't fathom how the man called "Your Majesty" had managed to turn the "White Hands" who originally belonged to Bureau 749, making so many Divine Path possessors work for him.

"Supervisor... what do we do now?" The man in the white coat seemed to be panicking as well.

"...Drag it out as long as possible. With such a huge commotion, Bureau 749 can't possibly be unaware."

The man in the white coat gritted his teeth and was about to act, but the three college students beside Ying Fu struck simultaneously. Three "Fix" (定) characters were thrown out rapidly, freezing him in place...

"Your Majesty, should we kill him?" Zheng Zhiqing asked softly.

Ying Fu looked at the man in the white coat, his long, narrow eyes narrowing slightly.

He stepped through the void, passing through the shattered glass wall of the observation room, and stopped in front of the man in the white coat.

"Third-tier Green Divine Path... The Divine Path possessors of this era are truly pitifully weak." Ying Fu spoke indifferently. He raised his palm and pressed it directly onto the top of the man's head.

"I will give you a chance... a chance to change your destiny. Are you willing?"

As Ying Fu's palm touched the top of the man's head, the power of the Imperial Divine Path surged wildly into his body. His eyes became visibly unfocused, as if he were being dragged deep into his own heart...

[Palace Examination], initiated.

"Wake up!!" The supervisor felt an ominous premonition as he watched this scene.

After a mere ten seconds, Ying Fu gently moved his palm away. The man in the white coat slowly opened his eyes, his gaze toward Ying Fu complex...

"What is your name?" Ying Fu asked.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, my name is Wang Yuanrong."

Ying Fu nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned to walk toward the tunnel.

Following Ying Fu's departure, Fu Kun, carrying his hammer, Zheng Zhiqing, pushing Chu Changqing, and the other three college students followed respectfully. At the same time, Ying Fu's calm voice reached his ears:

"Kill him, then follow me."

"...Yes."

"Little Wang! What are you..."

The supervisor's brow furrowed deeper. Just as he was about to speak, the man in the white coat raised his hand like lightning, and a fountain pen stroke, sharp as a blade, directly severed his head!

The supervisor's head rolled onto the ground, his eyes staring fixedly at the man in the white coat, filled with terror and confusion.

After killing the supervisor, the man in the white coat didn't hesitate for a second and immediately chased after Ying Fu... leaving only blood covering the floor, spreading amidst the flickering warning lights.

"Your Majesty, are we moving this fast?" Zheng Zhiqing asked, pushing the restrained Chu Changqing while jogging behind Ying Fu.

"Hmm." Ying Fu looked at the dim tunnel ahead, his fingertips gently rubbing the communicator in his ear.

A faint sound of electric current could be heard from it...

"A troublesome fellow is approaching this place."