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He saw an old man dressed in a white training uniform with hair and beard as white as snow, standing there with a beaming smile.

Upon seeing him, Yang Biao hurriedly walked over to the old man.

"Greetings, Elder Yang!"

This person was Yang Shushan, one of the two trump cards of the Martial Suppression Bureau, who possessed the cultivation of the Divine Abyss Realm.

Yang Shushan looked at Yang Biao with a smile.

Stroking his long beard, he said: "It seems the Chief Commander was overthinking things!"

"You alone are enough to solve the situation here; I'm actually just dead weight!"

As he finished speaking, Yang Biao hurriedly shook his head and said: "If it weren't for Elder Yang's deterrence, we wouldn't have broken the deadlock so quickly!"

"However... the Chief Commander said that since it is a trap, it wouldn't be so easily broken."

"We received intelligence that several Martial Artists of the Star Quenching Realm from the Outer Alliances have already infiltrated the New District!"

"Perhaps they are the trump card of the Blood Handprint!"

"Oh?"

Yang Shushan was slightly taken aback, and immediately released his Divine Thought.

The next moment, his expression changed.

Then, he nodded with a smile: "Sure enough..."

After he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of golden light and headed straight towards the distance.

Suddenly, a loud roar was heard.

Rumble—

The entire earth trembled and shook incessantly.

Chapter 368: Breaking the Deadlock, Plan Failed

Yang Biao's expression darkened.

He hurriedly turned back and said to Feng Lei: "Leave this place to you; I'm going over to take a look!"

"Alright!"

Feng Lei nodded.

Compared to Wei Shang, his injuries were the lightest.

His current injuries had basically recovered.

Seeing this, Feng Lei clenched his fists and, leading those Right Division Guards, charged into the members of the Blood Handprint.

Yang Biao took a few quick strides and arrived at the place where the tremor had just occurred.

He saw Yang Shushan standing with one hand behind his back.

A gentle breeze blew, rustling his clothes.

It gave him an air of transcending the mundane, like an immortal.

And right across from him were, unexpectedly, a man and a woman, both foreigners.

However, blood was trickling from the corners of their mouths, and their expressions were not looking good.

Yang Shushan turned his head slightly and saw that Yang Biao had also arrived.

A faint smile crossed his face.

"Has the side at the warehouse been resolved?"

Yang Biao hurriedly shook his head and replied: "Elder Yang, not yet, I was worried..."

"Hahaha... A mere two Star Quenching Realm scoundrels; I alone am enough to handle them!"

"The Bureau Chief and the Chief Commander's intention is to exterminate the Blood Handprint members, leaving none behind!"

"Go, do not let a single person at the warehouse escape; I am sufficient here!"

The very moment Yang Shushan finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of golden light and charged straight towards the two foreign man and woman opposite him.

Boom—

The next moment, a loud roar rang out once again.

The two Star Quenching Realm foreigners were simply unable to withstand the powerful Yang Shushan.

After a burst of explosive force, they were sent flying once again.

The blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreign woman was still in mid-air.

Yang Shushan, as if teleporting, suddenly appeared above her.

Without waiting for the woman to react, Yang Shushan stood on one leg and plunged downwards fiercely.

He stomped heavily onto the woman's body.

Boom—

Another loud noise rang out, and dust and smoke were kicked up.

The woman's body seemed as if it weighed a thousand pounds, smashing violently into the ground.

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and she was left in an unknown state of life or death on the spot.

The other foreign man saw this and disregarded his own injuries.

He turned his head and tried to flee, but Yang Shushan smiled disdainfully.

"You lowly barbarians, committing offenses against our Hua-Wu, yet you dare to think of escaping right in front of me?"

The next moment, a streak of silver light flashed by, shooting straight towards the man.

As a Martial Artist of the Star Quenching Realm, the man was naturally no pushover.

While fleeing for his life, he realized danger was approaching.

The man hurriedly dodged to the side.

A mace appeared in his hand, which he smashed fiercely towards that streak of silver light.

However, the silver light seemed to have a life of its own.

It quickly traced an arc, dodging away with ease.

After circling above the foreign man's head, it shot towards him again.

The man was shocked, and his expression changed drastically.

Just as he was holding the mace and locked in an intense fight with that silver light, Yang Shushan sighed softly and shook his head.

"Still making futile struggles?"

"I will send you on your way!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Several more streaks of silver light shot towards the foreign man again.

When a ray of moonlight shone upon the silver light, one could clearly see that they were, in fact, short swords.

These short swords seemed to have merged with Yang Shushan.

As Yang Shushan's fingers gestured continuously, the trajectory of the short swords also changed.

And just as that foreign man was struggling to resist with his mace, a short sword quietly circled behind him.

Taking advantage of the foreign man's lack of attention, it traced a silver light and stabbed straight towards his heart from behind.

Puchi—

With a soft sound, the short sword instantly sank into his body.

The foreign man's body trembled, and the movement of him wielding the mace stalled.

The next moment, the remaining short swords also successively pierced into the man's body.

Immediately, one could see that on the foreign man's body, only five or six sword hilts remained, and he stood there with a vacant gaze.

Clang, clang...

The mace in his hand seemed to have become as heavy as ten thousand catties.

He could no longer hold onto it, and it dropped directly to the ground.

The strength in his body was also rapidly draining away, until his legs became weak.

Thud... He knelt directly on the ground.

A large amount of blood gushed out from his mouth.

His vision went black in waves, until his consciousness completely dissipated.

Finally, the foreign man could no longer support himself, and his body collapsed onto the ground.

Only then did Yang Shushan smile faintly.