Sang Jue watched the person on stage, feeling hesitant.
While the person was beautiful, they also appeared to be a regular at this establishment, and if they were bought by these individuals, their life would likely be short.
As the price climbed higher, few people were bidding. Just as the mixed-race man in front of them bid again, silencing everyone else, Sang Jue hesitated to bid when suddenly, the screen on stage was swept aside.
Among the young women standing behind, a petite one with a light frame took flight. To the shock of the security personnel, she moved at a speed too fast for the eye to follow, slicing through the body of the person about to fire. Without a drop of blood on her, she flew directly towards the mixed-race man in front of them.
The man stood up, and those around him immediately stepped forward to protect him. The young woman merely waved her hand, sending several burly men flying. She hovered in mid-air, grabbed the man by the neck, and lifted him high.
"No, no. Help! Help me!"
The業火 (ye huo - karma fire) ignited in Wu Xiang's hand, transferring to the man and instantly engulfing him in flames. He cried out in pain, struggling and attempting to resist with his abilities.
However, to everyone else's eyes, the seventh-tier ability user, a top expert in the world, was like a small chicken in her hands. She held him tightly by the neck, suspended in the air, the karma fire spreading across his body. He wailed in the flames, his cries so horrific they made one's scalp tingle.
Sang Jue froze for a few seconds before decisively saying, "Quick, go get help!"
The others reacted, some fleeing, while the organizers drew their guns and fired at her. As the bullets neared her body, they stopped in mid-air, turned around, and rapidly flew back towards the shooters!
"Ah!"
The organizers fell to the ground, shot. Wu Xiang, seeing the struggle had ceased before her, threw the man away and turned to find that Rong Jin had already been taken.
She gracefully flew out, tracking Rong Jin's scent. Along the way, anyone who attacked her was killed. Some "guests" attempted to sneak attack; one man unleashed millions of ice spikes. Before they could reach Wu Xiang, she slightly opened her hand and then clenched it tightly. The ice spikes all embedded themselves in the man, turning him into a red hedgehog from head to toe.
Blood flowed, and the man fell to the ground, his eyes wide open in an eternal stare.
While searching for Rong Jin, she cleared the path of those who stood in her way. She could easily discern good from evil by the merit or faith emanating from them. She did not harm the innocent, nor did she spare the wicked.
Those powerful and brutal killing machines were crushed into paste before they could even reach her. The corridor was filled with scattered flesh and blood, a truly gruesome sight. Su Dan Novel Network.
She pursued them relentlessly. Rong Jin had been put into a car and was being driven away. Wu Xiang flew behind, chasing them. If she hadn't been concerned about harming Rong Jin, she would have flipped the car long ago.
With Wu Xiang's intervention, Sang Jue and his group easily found the more than a dozen people from the Lin Cheng base who had been abducted. Some had already died, but they managed to rescue many young girls who had been captured.
One of them mentioned that the girl who had flown out earlier was also from their base, which made Sang Jue, who had initially been reluctant to get involved, hesitate.
That girl's strength far surpassed theirs, and dealing with those individuals was not an issue. However, their sheer numbers meant that even the strongest could fall. If something happened, they would feel guilt.
He exchanged a look with Old Jin. Old Jin said, "Let's go save them. They are from our base, after all. Besides, that girl is so powerful. If we can recruit her, it would be very beneficial for us."
Sang Jue replied, "Alright."
He instructed his subordinates, "You all take them away first. Be careful and don't wait for us. If possible, head straight back to the base. Do not let your guard down on the way."
"Yes!"
He and Old Jin, along with four or five young men and women, left. They commandeered a car by the roadside and drove towards the vehicles ahead.
The few cars in front, the people flying in the air, and the cars following them were all speeding. Wu Xiang created some obstacles, forcing the car carrying Rong Jin to slow down, allowing the pursuing cars to catch up.
Old Jin shouted and accelerated, ramming into the car ahead.
With a "bang," the car in front nearly flipped, but the driver, clearly an expert, quickly stabilized the vehicle and accelerated again.
"Let's do it again."
Old Jin adjusted his stance. "Hold on tight!"
He stomped on the accelerator, the car lurched forward, and immediately caught up. Another "bang."
Just as Old Jin was congratulating himself, he suddenly caught a glimpse in the rearview mirror of someone aiming at his tires. He immediately swerved the steering wheel. At this speed, any sudden turn or shot at the tires would spell disaster.
He gripped the steering wheel firmly, narrowly avoiding a crash down the embankment. A young woman in the back rolled down her window slightly, and a stream of cold air emerged from her hand. On the road behind them, a patch of solid ice spikes immediately formed.
The car that was following them, unable to control its speed, skidded on the ice spikes and lost control. The excessive speed made it impossible for the driver to steer, and they could only watch as the car spun out and slammed into a nearby building.
A loud crash echoed, and the girl smiled triumphantly.
"Well done!"
Before they could savor their victory for a few seconds, a black head emerged from one of the cars ahead, followed by half a body. A mortar was slung over its shoulder, already aimed at them.
"Damn it!"
Old Jin slammed on the brakes, the car screeching on the road. Before the car could stop, he yelled, "Get out! Get out quickly!"
In a few seconds, everyone in the car had jumped out and scrambled to the side.
Their car was hit by a shell. The shell and the car exploded with a deafening roar. Sang Jue felt something heavy strike his eardrums, as if they were about to rupture. The shock left him dizzy.
Two people immediately lost consciousness. Old Jin was the first to regain his senses. Shaking his head, he stumbled towards them and slapped Sang Jue's face.
"Sang Jue, are you alright?"
Sang Jue could only see his swaying face and couldn't hear his voice. He shook his head and pointed at the others, signaling Old Jin to check on them.
Old Jin staggered towards the others.
Wu Xiang was clearly provoked by the actions of those individuals. She reached out and grabbed the car in front. The vehicle stopped uncontrollably and slowly began to lift into the air.
The driver inside kept flooring the accelerator, but to no avail. The car was lifted higher and higher until it hovered before Wu Xiang. She waved her hand lightly, and the roof of the car flew off. She went straight to the car and looked at the seven people inside, including Rong Jin. Their faces were of various ethnicities, and they were both male and female.
Rong Jin's eyes were tightly shut, clearly unconscious. The others' eyes were wide with terror, fixed on her, staring at this hellish demon suspended in mid-air, daring not to move a muscle.