“More importantly—” she turned to Rong Jiaojiao, “did you notice the dark red bead in his hand?”
Rong Jiaojiao was taken aback: "That's...?"
“Blood Soul Bead,” Zhang Zekai, sitting in the passenger seat, said in a deep voice, “an evil object that can store the souls of living people. I suspect that those workers were not only controlled, but that a part of their souls may have already been extracted.”
The temperature inside the car seemed to drop instantly. Rong Jiaojiao shivered as she recalled the workers' blank stares.
"Therefore we must act quickly to prevent more innocent people from being harmed by him."
Leng Muya instructed Chen Pengfei: "Find a secluded place to send a telegram to headquarters."
"yes."
After answering, Chen Pengfei immediately turned the car around and headed back the way he came.
"telegraph?"
Rong Jiaojiao asked in confusion, "Senior Master, does our Xuanmen Group even have telegrams?"
Leng Muya laughed and said, "What's the big deal? We need to keep up with the times, otherwise we'll all fall behind."
Rong Jiaojiao scratched her head: "Okay, I thought we could get some kind of teleportation talisman."
Leng Muya chuckled upon hearing this: "A Thousand-Mile Transmission Talisman? We'd need to have that kind of thing first. The Special Operations Team uses these now—"
She waved her hand and took out a large metal box, opened the lid to reveal the buttons inside, "An encrypted telegraph machine, directly connected to the headquarters command center."
They stopped by the roadside. Leng Muya handed the telegraph machine to Chen Pengfei. Rong Jiaojiao curiously leaned closer and saw Chen Pengfei skillfully turning the code wheel, his fingers rapidly tapping the keys, making a "drip-drip-drip" sound.
The sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet car, carrying a unique rhythm.
“This is an upgraded version of Morse code,” Zhang Zekai explained from the side. “Each set of codes corresponds to a matrix coordinate, so even if it is intercepted, it cannot be deciphered.”
As they were talking, after the message was sent, everyone waited quietly.
After a while, the telegraph machine suddenly lit up with a red light.
Chen Pengfei's expression hardened: "Headquarters has called back!"
He quickly wrote down a string of numbers, translated it using the codebook, and reported, "Headquarters has contacted the military and asked us to remain in place."
Leng Muya nodded and turned to Rong Jiaojiao: "You said before that there were explosives in the warehouse?"
Rong Jiaojiao recalled, her brows furrowed, "At least twenty packs were piled up in the northwest corner."
Leng Muya then asked them, "What are your thoughts on the upcoming actions?"
Rong Jiaojiao said, "Senior Uncle, shall we first control the person possessed by the demon spirit, then use the soul-driving talisman to drive their souls out of their bodies, and then separate them?"
Leng Muya shook her head: "I understand what you mean. The fourth item is to eliminate the demon spirit and hand over the spies to the country."
"But that's not realistic, because this demon spirit didn't just possess this person's body. Given the demon spirit's behavior, their souls should be intertwined and inseparable. It's just waiting for the demon spirit to no longer need this person's body before swallowing it whole."
Zhang Zekai suddenly pointed to the rearview mirror: "Look, that person is going back to the city."
Leng Muya immediately ordered, "Control him!"
The four men immediately jumped off the car, startling the man in a Zhongshan suit who was riding a bicycle towards the city.
Leng Muya took a step forward and threw out a talisman to immobilize someone. At the same time, Rong Jiaojiao's soul-driving talisman also flew out. Everyone wanted to take the opportunity to strike.
But it was clear that neither the man nor the demon was ordinary in their vigilance. The man suddenly pushed off the bicycle pedal, and the bicycle swung sideways in a strange arc, managing to slide out through the gap between the two talismans.
The veins on his neck suddenly bulged, and spiderweb-like black lines appeared under his skin.
"Lackey of the Xuanmen Group!" The man's voice suddenly turned into a hoarse roar, and his left hand grew long black nails that reached for Chen Pengfei's throat.
Rong Jiaojiao shot out a purple lightning talisman from her sleeve, but it was deflected by an invisible barrier three feet away from the man.
Chen Pengfei activated the Flame Talisman in his hand and threw it out. A blazing flame burned towards the man, who dodged it, and the flame landed on the bicycle he was riding.
The steel frame instantly melted into molten iron, forcing the man to leap up.
Leng Muya made a hand seal with her sword fingers, and the Big Dipper Formation composed of seven copper coins descended from the sky.
The man roared, and black energy surged around his body, managing to hold back the Big Dipper Formation. Then, he blurred into a black shadow and rushed towards the warehouse area deep inside the dock.
"We can't let him go back!" Leng Muya shouted and took the lead in chasing after him.
Zhang Zekai, Rong Jiaojiao, and Chen Pengfei followed closely behind, their feet barely touching the ground as they raced after them.
The man was incredibly fast; his figure almost became a blur.
He was fast, but Leng Muya was even faster. She channeled her spiritual energy into her feet, instantly accelerating and putting distance between herself and the others, catching up with the man first.
"Where do you think you're going!" Leng Muya shouted, a golden light flashed in her hand, and a copper coin sword appeared out of thin air, its tip pointing directly at the man's back.
The man snorted coldly, turned sharply, and his black fingernails slashed towards Leng Muya like sharp blades.
Leng Muya flicked her wrist, and her short sword blocked the attack with a clang, sparks flying everywhere.
She felt a powerful force coming at her, and her body swayed slightly, but she didn't stop and continued to attack the man.
"Hmph, you bastard from the Xuanmen Group, how dare you ruin my plans!" A fierce glint flashed in the man's eyes, and the black aura around his body intensified, as if it were about to devour Leng Muya.
Just then, Zhang Zekai and Chen Pengfei arrived.
A purple lightning talisman in Zhang Zekai's hand was instantly activated, and a bolt of purple lightning struck the man.
At the same time, Chen Pengfei's Flame Talisman was activated again, and flames and lightning intertwined to form a sea of fire that enveloped the man.
The man roared, and black energy surged around his body, actually blocking the flames and lightning.
However, he was also forced to retreat repeatedly by this powerful offensive, and his speed obviously slowed down.
Rong Jiaojiao followed, and for the first time, the Lingyuan Sword appeared in her hand. The sword gleamed with a dark blue light, and its tip pointed directly at the man.
With a sharp cry, she moved like the wind, and the Lingyuan Sword, imbued with powerful spiritual energy, instantly pierced towards the man's chest.
A flicker of panic crossed the man's eyes; he realized he was in dire straits.
But he was not willing to give up. Suddenly, black energy surged around his body, forming a black whirlwind that swept towards the crowd.
"Watch out!" Leng Muya shouted, and everyone retreated.
But the man seized the opportunity to rush towards the warehouse area, heading straight for the warehouse with the red roof.
"We can't let him go back!" Rong Jiaojiao shouted, and in a flash, she chased after him again.
The Lingyuan Sword in her hand shone brightly, its tip pointing directly at the man's back.
The man turned around and sneered, his black fingernails once again slashing at Rong Jiaojiao.
This time, however, Rong Jiaojiao did not fight head-on. With a flicker, she disappeared from the spot.
The man's attack missed, but he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
Rong Jiaojiao had already circled behind him, and the Lingyuan Sword was aimed straight at his back.
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