178: Chapter 178 Unable to keep up the act any longer, he took action!

"What's going on?"

"Why are all the doors locked!"

The crowd erupted into complete chaos.

Someone hurriedly dug into their pocket for their phone, wanting to call the bodyguards inside.

"Damn it! There's no signal!"

"Mine too! Not even a single bar! I can't even make emergency calls!"

"The Wi-Fi here is completely down too!"

Panic spread through the crowd like a plague.

Chu Tianjiao, who was being held in mid-air, suddenly let out a piercing scream.

"Ah! My arm! It hurts so much!"

Everyone turned to look.

They saw that a large patch of black spots had appeared on Chu Tianjiao's right arm at some point.

The spots, like living insects, were spreading wildly along the blood vessels of his arm toward his heart.

Wherever the black spots passed, the skin withered away, exposing the blackened, foul-smelling blood vessels underneath.

Chu Tianjiao's eyes were bulging from the pain, and he was foaming at the mouth.

This wasn't some refrigerant allergy! This was clearly a lethal poison!

Su Yun sat by the main table, not even budging an inch.

He watched Ma Tengfei, who was putting on an act on the stage, with cold eyes.

Su Yun reached out a finger and tapped on the mahogany tabletop in front of him.

"Ma Tengfei, stop the act."

"What 'technical failure'? Do you take these hundreds of people for fools?"

Su Yun's tone was calm, but in such an extremely enclosed space, it carried clearly.

"You locked the doors and blocked the signal."

"Isn't it because you want to kill everyone present?"

Su Yun had laid it all out in the open.

The entire room was stunned.

Everyone's gaze snapped toward Su Yun.

Ma Tengfei gripped the microphone so hard his knuckles turned white.

The smile on his face vanished completely, and his complexion turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Su Yun stood up and looked directly into Ma Tengfei's eyes.

"I have already broken the eye of your Life-Stealing Evil Array."

"You are now suffering from severe multi-organ failure and won't even last three days."

"If you don't take advantage of tonight to drain the lifespans and fortune of the hundreds of people in this hall..."

"...you won't even make it out of this door before you drop dead."

Su Yun was ruthless, exposing all of Ma Tengfei's trump cards.

The wealthy businessmen in the hall were dumbfounded after hearing this.

"Life-Stealing Evil Array? Multi-organ failure? Draining lifespans?"

Although these people didn't understand metaphysics, they were definitely not stupid.

The doors were sealed, there was no signal, and Chu Tianjiao looked like a ghost. This was definitely not some bullshit accident!

"Ma Tengfei! Are you fucking crazy!"

"Open the door! I'm getting out of here!"

Several hot-tempered real estate tycoons rushed straight to the blast-proof door at the main entrance.

They raised their feet and kicked the steel door hard. But the steel rolling shutter didn't even dent.

They turned around and pointed at Ma Tengfei on the stage, cursing loudly.

"Ma Tengfei! If you dare touch a hair on our heads, your whole family will die!"

Ma Tengfei looked at the furious crowd below. He tossed the microphone aside.

He couldn't be bothered to keep up the act any longer.

"Su Yun, you really do have some genuine skill."

"But the life I, Ma Tengfei, am here to borrow today, even Yama himself cannot stop it!"

Ma Tengfei raised his right hand and snapped his fingers in mid-air.

"Take that Su guy down! Beat him to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, ten burly bodyguards in black suits rushed out from the corners of the hall.

These people were clearly lying in ambush.

They were all holding specialized high-voltage stun batons. Blue arcs crackled on the tips of the batons, making one's scalp tingle just looking at them.

The ten men charged aggressively, surrounding the table where Su Yun was sitting.

The wealthy businessmen who had been shouting earlier scrambled away in fear, terrified that the stun batons might touch them.

Zhao Donghai sat in his chair, his face livid. He slammed the table hard and stood up.

"Let's see who dares to move!"

Zhao Donghai pointed at the approaching bodyguards, his attitude extremely firm.

"I am Mayor Zhao of Jiangcheng City!"

"If you dare to start anything here, believe me, I'll make sure you rot in prison!"

The title of Mayor carried weight. The ten bodyguards all stopped in their tracks.

They looked at each other, none daring to take another step forward.

Offending the richest man might cost you your job, but offending the Mayor meant going to prison.

Ma Tengfei stood on the stage and let out a piercing, cold laugh.

"Mayor Zhao, such impressive authority."

"It's a pity, but after tonight, there will be no such person as Mayor Zhao in Jiangcheng."

"Everyone in this hall will be buried with me today!"

Ma Tengfei raised his head and looked directly toward the second floor.

"Daoist, don't wait any longer, strike now!"

As soon as Ma Tengfei finished speaking, a ghostly green flame lit up behind the huge one-way glass window of the second-floor control room.

The grey-robed Daoist who had disappeared earlier was standing behind the glass window.

The Daoist held a palm-sized, vividly blood-red skull in his hand. It was the backup eye of the array that had been planted long ago.

The Daoist bit his index finger and smeared the blood on the skull's forehead. He rapidly chanted an incomprehensible incantation.

The next second, an extremely blinding blood-red light lit up beneath the granite floor tiles of the entire banquet hall.

The light pierced through the heavy floor tiles, weaving into a massive, extremely complex array pattern that exuded intense evil.

The pattern was like a giant blood-colored spiderweb, covering the entire hall and the hundreds of people inside.

A cold wind, ten times stronger than before, erupted in the hall.

The wind was bone-chilling and carried a thick stench of blood and rotting flesh.

"Ah!"

Piercing screams rang out one after another in the hall.

Except for Su Yun, Zhao Donghai, and Zhao Xiaoman at the main table, all the hundreds of guests in the hall—whether wealthy tycoons worth hundreds of millions or glamorous celebrities and influencers—felt their legs go weak at the same time and collapsed heavily to the ground.

They were like puppets whose marrow had been drained, lacking the strength even to crawl up from the floor.

Immediately after, a horrifying scene unfolded before everyone.

Wisps of white mist began to rise continuously from the living people lying on the ground. This white mist was their life force and fortune.

After leaving their bodies, the white mist was drawn by the blood-colored array patterns on the ground and floated rapidly toward the second-floor control room.

The hall was filled with wailing.

Not far from Su Yun, a fat boss in the coal business was lying on his back on the floor.

The thick, black hair on his head turned into withered, greyish-white straw in just a few seconds.

Large patches of brown age spots rapidly appeared on his originally ruddy, plump face. His skin wrinkled up like the peel of a dried-out orange.

"Help, save me..."

The fat boss rolled on the floor in agony.

His voice was as old and hoarse as an eighty-year-old man on the verge of death.

He reached out with his now withered hand, trying to grab Su Yun's pant leg to beg for help.

Wu Yifei, on the other side, was in an even worse state; having already lost blood, he was now rolling his eyes and convulsing on the ground.

Zhao Xiaoman was so terrified that she hugged Zhao Donghai's arm tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

Zhao Donghai looked at the hellish scene before him, his teeth clenched tightly.

If not for the glowing Peace Talisman that Su Yun had stuck to the back of his chair earlier, he and his daughter would surely be like the people on the ground, drained of their lifespans and turned into dried husks.

Su Yun stood in place, his face as calm as water.

This Daoist really had some tricks, actually burying a backup array eye underground.

However, this little trick of his would end here.

Su Yun reached into his right pocket and pulled out the incomplete bagua compass.

As soon as the compass was brought out, the broken needle on it spun wildly as if it had gone mad.

The evil energy in the surroundings was too heavy, severely interfering with the compass's magnetic field.

Su Yun snorted coldly. He channeled a faint amount of spiritual energy from within his body, injecting it through his fingertips into the bottom of the compass.

The dull rust on the surface of the compass immediately shimmered with a warm, flowing light.

The wildly spinning broken needle stopped instantly. It pointed fixedly at the glass window of the second-floor control room. Locked.

The grey-robed Daoist who was causing all this was right there.

Holding the compass, Su Yun strode toward the sturdy mahogany dining table.

He looked up at the second-floor glass window, a look of extreme mockery on his face.

Want to absorb the yang lifespan of living people? You should see who's here today.

Su Yun raised his right hand, gripping the compass tightly, and slammed it down onto the tabletop.

"Bang!"

The compass smashed hard onto the mahogany surface. A visible, dazzling golden ripple spread wildly from the compass across the floor in all directions.

This golden light carried the extreme yang energy that breaks through all evil.

The moment the golden ripple swept across the floor, the glaring blood-red array patterns were like charcoal fires doused by ice water.

Without even a spark remaining, they were completely extinguished.

The cold wind raging in the hall stopped abruptly.

The white mist that had been drawn from the guests hung suspended in mid-air. It could no longer move forward even half an inch.