138: Chapter 138 Illegal Medical Practice and Intentional Injury

Inside the abandoned chemical plant, the blinding beams of searchlights were like sharp swords, pinning Su Yang firmly in place.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood, mixed with dust kicked up by helicopter rotors, making one's throat feel tight.

"Heavy firepower?"

Su Yang stood on a floating board in the center of the pool of blood, looking up at the helicopter hovering overhead. The red light in his eyes did not fade; instead, it flared up like an enraged beast.

"Gu Changan, do you think you can trap this Old Ancestor with these mere Mortal irons?"

He stomped his foot violently, and the viscous blood beneath the floating board exploded.

Su Yang grasped at the Void Realm with his right hand. A slit instantly opened in his palm, and a dagger, crimson all over and exuding a nauseating aura, slowly crawled out.

This was his Lifebound Treasure, the Blood-Melting Blade.

Although limited by this Mortal Physical Body and the blade being only the size of a palm, this was a Demonic artifact refined with the heart blood of ten thousand young boys. It specialized in breaking the Five Elements and was indestructible.

"Open for me!"

Su Yang roared, his figure moving like lightning as he charged straight toward the Special Police at the entrance.

"Target is resisting! Fire!"

As soon as the Special Police Captain gave the order, several high-voltage electric nets were cast over him.

Su Yang sneered, and a red light flashed in his hand.

Rip!

The incredibly tough, specially made animal capture net was sliced open as if it were tofu by that red dagger. Black smoke hissed from the cut, as if it had been corroded by strong acid.

The two Special Police holding shields in the front row saw this and immediately stepped up, slamming their heavy riot shields into the ground to build a steel defensive line.

"Scram!"

Su Yang flipped his wrist, and the Blood-Melting Blade traced a strange arc, slashing fiercely against the riot shield.

Before this, this type of polycarbonate composite shield could even block shotguns.

But the moment it made contact with the red light, the hard shield surface melted and cracked instantly, like butter meeting a hot knife.

Half of the shield fell to the ground, the cut terrifyingly smooth.

The Special Police was shaken by the immense impact, his hand webbing torn, and he slid back three meters before hitting the wall and stopping.

The whole scene was in an uproar.

"Do you see that, Gu Changan!" Su Yang laughed wildly, his pale face splattered with blood, looking like a madman. "This is the Blood-Melting Divine Blade, specialized in breaking all Mortal iron in the world! This is the difference between an immortal and a Mortal!"

He stepped out of the pool of blood, brandishing the red light, forcing the Special Police team to retreat repeatedly.

This thing was highly corrosive; anything it touched would rot, and no one dared to test it with their Physical Body.

"Everyone back off."

A calm voice pierced through the noise. Gu Changan tossed his walkie-talkie to Chen Xiaobei and strode over.

He wasn't wearing a protective suit, nor even an exoskeleton armor; he was only holding a pitch-black baton in his hand.

It was a standard police telescopic baton, looking completely ordinary.

Seeing Gu Changan enter the fray himself, the killing intent in Su Yang's eyes instantly boiled over.

"Good! This Old Ancestor was just worrying about not being able to find you!"

Su Yang exerted force under his feet, leaving two deep pits in the concrete floor, and turned into a blur, lunging straight for Gu Changan's throat.

The red light of the Blood-Melting Blade in his hand flared, carrying a suffocating, bloody stench as it stabbed straight at his face.

"Die!"

Gu Changan stood in place, not dodging.

Not until the red light was less than five centimeters from the tip of his nose, and he could even see the hideous pores on Su Yang's face, did he Move.

Gu Changan flicked his wrist.

Snap!

The black baton snapped open instantly, striking first despite moving later, and at an extremely tricky angle, it slammed hard against that seemingly invincible Demonic blade.

Su Yang sneered in his heart.

Idiot! The Blood-Melting Blade can even melt riot shields, and you're using a broken iron stick to block it?

With this slash, both you and the stick will be cut in half!

Clang!

An extremely crisp sound of metal clashing rang through the factory.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The sneer on Su Yang's face instantly froze.

The scene he imagined of the police baton breaking did not happen.

Instead, the huge recoil force traveled up his arm, numbing half his body, and his arm bone emitted a cracking sound of being unable to bear the load.

That indestructible Blood-Melting Blade was forcibly blocked by this plain black stick, and the blade even chipped.

"This... this is impossible!"

Su Yang's eyes widened, staring fixedly at the stick in Gu Changan's hand. "What Magic Treasure is this? Ten-thousand-year profound iron? Deep-sea sunken silver?"

Gu Changan shook the baton expressionlessly; there wasn't even a mark left on it.

"Let me introduce it."

"This is the third-generation tactical police baton that the bureau's equipment department just issued last week."

"The main body uses aviation-grade polymer carbon nanotube Materials. Its hardness is three times that of diamond, its melting point is three thousand degrees, and the surface coating is insulated and acid-resistant."

Gu Changan stepped forward, his eyes cold and sharp.

"Magic Treasure? Sorry, this is called Materials science."

Before Su Yang could recover from his shock, Gu Changan's counterattack had already arrived.

Whoosh!

The black shadow of the baton carried the sound of tearing wind, moving so fast that its trajectory couldn't be seen at all.

Bang!

This strike landed solidly on Su Yang's wrist that held the blade.

"Ah!"

Su Yang screamed, his wrist bending at a ninety-degree angle on the spot, and that Lifebound Demonic blade flew out of his hand, embedding itself into the concrete pillar beside him.

Before he could retreat, Gu Changan threw away the baton and closed in.

Left hand to block, right hand to punch.

There were no fancy Moves; it was the most standard military combat punch. But in Gu Changan's hands, this was the purest aesthetics of violence.

Pow!

One punch slammed into Su Yang's stomach, making him curl up like a shrimp, almost vomiting his dinner from the night before.

"This punch is for the fourteen homeless people you kidnapped!"

Gu Changan grabbed his collar, suddenly raised his knee, and slammed it hard into his chin.

Crack!

Su Yang's jawbone shattered, his mouth full of blood, and he fell backward.

"This knee is for treating your illegal medical practice and randomly drawing people's blood!"

Gu Changan didn't give him a chance to land; he grabbed his shoulder with one hand and slammed him hard onto the oil-stained ground with a shoulder throw.

Thud!

The entire factory seemed to shake.

Su Yang felt his internal organs had shifted. Before he could even catch his breath, Gu Changan's heavy leather shoe was already stepping on his chest.

"And this spilled blood, which seriously violates environmental protection laws. This kick is on behalf of the sanitation workers!"

Gu Changan calmly recited the charges as he beat him.

Every punch was a sanction of the law, every kick was a beating of justice.

Su Yang was beaten into a daze.

He was the dignified Old Ancestor of the Blood River, who had roamed the world for a lifetime; even when besieged by the Righteous Path, it was a battle of spells that darkened the sky and covered the earth.

When had he ever been pinned to the ground and rubbed like a thug?

And this Mortal was too terrifying.

Clearly, there was no spiritual power fluctuation at all, but the force of every punch and kick was as heavy as an ancient savage Dragon.

Where was this a Mortal? This was simply a Vicious Beast in human skin!

"Too bullying! This is too bullying!"

Su Yang lay on the ground, his face full of blood, the red light in his eyes flashing wildly.

He absolutely could not fall here.

He was the Supreme of the Demonic Path; he still had his final trump card!

"Gu Changan! You forced me to do this!"

Su Yang suddenly opened his blood-filled mouth, and a gurgling sound came from deep in his throat.

A dark red bead shot out from his mouth.

The bead was only the size of a thumb, yet it exuded terrifying, extremely unstable fluctuations.

This was the Blood-Thirst Bead, a bomb he had nurtured with the essence blood of this body. Once detonated, the blood of all living beings within a hundred meters would instantly boil, flow backward, and finally explode to death.

"All of you, die for this Old Ancestor!!"

Su Yang roared hideously.

The Special Police's expressions changed drastically, and they subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Gu Changan, however, didn't even blink.

His left hand, which had been in his trench coat pocket the whole time, suddenly reached out, holding a transparent jar that looked like a thermos cup.

"I've been waiting for you to spit this thing out."

Gu Changan's hand speed was extremely fast. Just as the bead flew a meter away, the transparent jar covered it.

Click.

The lid was tightened.

Hum—

The Blood-Thirst Bead vibrated violently in the jar, glowing with bright red light, attempting to stir the surrounding blood.

But the interior of that seemingly ordinary jar was instantly evacuated into a vacuum state, not only isolating the air but also forming a high-frequency magnetic field barrier on the inner wall.

That Demonic Path Magic Treasure, which was enough to blow everyone present to death, was now like a fly trapped in a glass bottle, rushing left and right, completely useless.

Gu Changan lifted the jar and shook it, looking at the bead inside that had gone limp.

"Evidence plus one."

He handed the jar to Chen Xiaobei behind him, his tone as flat as if he were discussing what to eat for dinner.

"Take it back and analyze the composition to see if it contains radioactive Materials. This kind of biochemical weapon isn't registered either, so that's another charge."

Su Yang lay on the ground, watching his final trump card being put into that broken jar, and he was completely stunned.

That was the Blood-Thirst Bead!

That was a Demonic treasure capable of inducing blood resonance!

Why couldn't it even blow up a jar?

"You... you..."

Su Yang pointed at Gu Changan, his finger trembling. He couldn't catch his breath, rolled his eyes, and fainted from anger.