Chapter 65: Chapter 64: The Evil Omen Must Die (Part 10)_1
Here they come!

I knew there wouldn’t be much time to search leisurely; the decision to push forward aggressively was indeed the right one!

This is the intuition of a mission agent.

Fu Qian nodded inwardly.

At this moment, Huang Leji’s words, filled with grief and indignation, shocked the entire room, visibly turning the atmosphere heavy.

Especially for the members of the Huang Family, a prominent clan and a family of Transcendents, it was likely the first time they had been so offended.

They had thought that no matter how crazy that guy was, there would be a limit, and at most he would target some scattered fighters.

Who would have thought he would actually dare to stir trouble right under the nose of Tai Sui!

In an instant, the crowd was agitated, everyone bristling with murderous intent.

Fu Qian understood their feelings very well and exchanged glances with Su Gao.

“We should waste no time, let’s go take a look immediately,” he said.

“Okay!”

Huang Leji clearly couldn’t sit still any longer, and a group of people hustled on their way.

…

Compared to the previous day’s visit, the atmosphere in the Huang Family Estate was much tenser.

Following the path up the estate and almost reaching the top of the entire structure, the group finally arrived at the crime scene.

It was a relatively secluded courtyard, with a group of people already waiting outside. Besides the visible grief, there seemed to be a trace of fear.

Not far ahead, the door was wide open, revealing an extremely ferocious scene inside.

On the white sheets, two bodies were flattened like tomatoes crushed by a hydraulic press, spread out thinly and smearing the bedding, with blood spattering all around, staining everything within sight.

Not only that, but between the two bodies, hundreds of tangled sinews had grown, intertwined and wrapped around each other, inseparable.

The entwined sinews not only adhered to the bed below but also stretched upwards, dense and overgrown like a dark red thicket.

“Bastard…”

Witnessing the shocking scene, Huang Leji was first startled, then his eyes nearly burst with rage.

“Uncle Six has been out of public affairs for many years, yet someone dared to harm him this cruelly…”

No wonder it was so hidden; it turned out to be a retired person’s care home.

The scene was well secured, and Su Gao entered the room without a word.

After examining the hellish scene carefully, she nodded to the crowd.

“It’s the handiwork of Evil Omen.”

“The method of killing is not entirely the same as before, but some commonalities can be seen. Compared to the past, it’s more brutal and the scent of sacrifice is getting stronger,” she said.

As a Hunter who had been tracking this all the way, Su Gao’s words carried a lot of weight.

“Evil Omen…”

Huang Leji’s eyes were bloodshot, the sound of his teeth gritting painfully clear, making one wonder if he regretted his previous stance as an observer.

“Advisor Fu…”

As Fu Qian was sizing up the surroundings, Captain Qiao came over and quietly handed him a piece of paper.

“We’ve verified it, this is Ryu Xing’s recent movements; I must say, it’s somewhat suspicious. He just returned from out of town not long ago, and the timeline coincides with Evil Omen’s.”

Could this really be such a coincidence?

Fu Qian took the paper and glanced at it without saying a word.

Huang Leji, however, had very sharp ears and turned to look.

“Advisor Fu, do you have leads related to Evil Omen?” he asked.

Fu Qian passed the file over without a word, and Old Master Huang snatched it, his face turning an iron shade of blue.

“The Night Watchman has such important information; why didn’t you inform us earlier?”

Huang Leji stared at Fu Qian, his voice heavy with accusation.

“Or is it that you don’t trust the Huang Family?”

By the end, his tone was stern, it seemed he was truly infuriated.

“He’s merely a suspect at this point, far from confirmed,” replied Fu Qian, unperturbed by the wrath of the Huang Family head, then turned to address a nearby servant.

“Did you discover the bodies?” he asked.

The servant was taken aback.

“No, Uncle Six does not like to be disturbed and always rests until close to noon before getting up.”

“Then who found them?”

“It was a junior member of the clan who passed by and detected something abnormal, and he went directly to Jianyuan.”

Huang Lezhan, who was standing nearby, interjected.

The top figure of the Huang Family also had a very grim expression on his face.

“Where is he?”

Fu Qian’s interest was piqued.

He had previously narrowed the scope of suspects to the Huang Family, and as is widely known, the first person to discover a scene often bears great suspicion.

“Where is he now?”

“What do you mean by that?”

Huang Lezhan looked at him with some displeasure.

“After the incident occurred, he went out with Jianyuan to lead people in pursuit.”

“What’s his name?”

“Advisor Fu seems to have a deep prejudice against our Huang Family. Such a tragedy has occurred here, yet you immediately suspect a member of the Huang Family?”

Old Master Huang huffed heavily, clearly at the end of his patience.

However, before he could continue to express his dissatisfaction, someone rushed up in panic. In the next moment, Huang Leji was dumbstruck on the spot.

“Jianyuan…”

Had Huang Jianyuan met his end? Or was the entire team gone?

Fu Qian remembered Huang Leji’s hot-tempered son, and a strong sense of foreboding surged in his heart.

Instinctively, he looked up, and in the next moment, an incredibly eerie scene came into his view.

Above the summit, a gigantic rust-colored tree slowly emerged.

From the branches that soared into the sky directly from the volcanic crater, invisible tentacles extended and writhed, interweaving mouth-like flowers that blossomed and continuously tore and decayed.

The moment this image entered his vision, Fu Qian felt as if his head had been struck by a heavy hammer, and his consciousness rippled.

[SAN Points -1]

[SAN Points -1]

[SAN Points -1]

…

In the midst of the terrifying warnings, Fu Qian seemed to hear whispers from the depths of his soul, tempting him to keep staring, to lose his consciousness in it.

Finally, before his mind completely collapsed, Fu Qian forcibly resisted the impulsive call from the depths of his soul and turned his head away, pulling his gaze back.

Phew!

Was this the legendary Calamity?

Fu Qian shook his head, which felt like it was about to explode, and glanced around.

In the line of people in front of him, at least half were looking in the direction of the mountaintop, including the Huang brothers.

All these people stood there perfectly rigid, silent, motionless.

This odd behavior naturally attracted the attention of others.

The people who noticed something was off reacted by looking up to see if there was something in the sky.

Thus, within the span of a breath, the rest were similarly afflicted.

“What’s going on outside?”

Su Gao, who was still inside the room, obviously sensed something was off.

“Don’t look up!”

Fu Qian casually warned, and then slapped Huang Lezhan on the back, who was looking up at the sky, making use of the last bit of time.

“What’s his name?”

Fu Qian looked at him and asked again.

“Who?”

Huang Lezhan, his eyes vacant, raised his head and muttered.

“The person who found the body.”

“Huang Yuanchang…”

His eyes were utterly devoid of life, his consciousness seemingly shattered.

[Calamity has arrived, containment failed]

[Current SAN Points: 42]

The prompt in his ear sounded, and the scene before his eyes quickly blurred.