141: Chapter 141 This is a crematorium, not a battlefield

"It won't burn! It simply won't burn!"

Su Yang stared intently at the small television in the detention cell, watching the charred skeletons still struggling to crawl forward amidst the raging flames. He laughed until his whole body trembled, his handcuffs clanging loudly against the bed frame.

"Gu Changan, do you see this? This is the foundation of the Demonic Path! This is my Asura Undying Body!"

Outside the police station, those thirty Blood Puppets, sizzling as their flesh burned away, had their bones wrapped in an even denser, dark red Evil Qi.

Enduring the two-thousand-degree heat, they approached the Special Police defense line step by step, like evil spirits crawling out of Hell.

The expressions of the Special Police changed. Physical attacks were ineffective, and high-temperature incineration couldn't completely stop them; this exceeded the scope of their understanding.

In the command room, Chen Xiaobei stared at the data on the screen, his brows furrowed: "Boss, thermal attacks really can't destroy their internal energy structure. The bones of these things are harder than alloy."

Gu Changan stood by the window, watching the fireballs still squirming below, his thermos still in his hand.

"They can move because there is a signal controlling them."

He set down the cup and tapped his fingers lightly against the marble windowsill.

"What Cultivators call 'Divine Sense control' is essentially a specific frequency of biological brainwaves. Since it's a wave, it can be interfered with, and it can be blocked."

Gu Changan picked up the walkie-talkie, his voice as calm as if he were directing traffic.

"Playtime with fire is over. All units, attention: initiate the 'Silent Hill' protocol."

"Activate the full-spectrum high-power electromagnetic pulse generator."

As the order was given, four pitch-black metal pillars slowly rose from the four corners of the police station roof.

Hum—!

A low hum, deep enough to make one's heart resonate, instantly swept across the entire street.

A visible ripple seemed to spread through the air. The streetlights flickered twice, then popped and went out completely. The static in all the Special Police's tactical headsets vanished in that instant.

In the middle of the street, the thirty Blood Puppets that had been roaring wildly and charging through the flames suddenly froze.

It was like machines that had been unplugged.

Thud.

The first Puppet's knees went weak, and it knelt heavily on the ground, the fierce Evil Qi on its body instantly dissipating.

Followed by the second, the third...

The thirty so-called "Undying Demonic Creatures," in just two short seconds, collapsed into the sea of fire like piles of rotting meat that had lost their Souls, and they never moved again.

"What is happening?!"

In the intensive care unit, Su Yang's wild laughter came to an abrupt halt.

A sharp, intense pain instantly pierced through his brain, as if a red-hot steel needle had been viciously driven into his mind.

"Argh—!"

Su Yang screamed, clutching his head and rolling onto the floor. Black blood seeped from his nostrils and ears simultaneously.

It was severed.

Just a moment ago, the connection of his Divine Soul to those thirty life-bound Blood Puppets had been forcibly severed by an incredibly savage and overbearing force. It hadn't been cracked; it had been directly "drowned out" by that overwhelming, chaotic signal.

"This is impossible... my mental imprint... that is a secret technique of the Demonic Path..." Su Yang lay on the ground, convulsing, his eyes unfocused.

At this moment, Gu Changan's voice rang out through the cell's broadcast system again.

"Mr. Su, does your head hurt?"

"That's right. That wideband electromagnetic pulse just now reached an instantaneous power of five thousand megawatts. In front of it, your Divine Sense signals were like lighting a match in a rainstorm."

Gu Changan's voice carried a hint of mockery.

"Simply put, I've 'muted' you."

Su Yang struggled to lift his head, staring fixedly at the loudspeaker, his teeth gnashing together.

"You... you cheated! This is a duel of magic... how can you use such methods..."

"A duel of magic?"

Gu Changan chuckled.

"Who is dueling you? This is an anti-terrorism operation; this is municipal cleanup."

"And the cleanup has only just begun."

Su Yang jerked his gaze toward the television screen.

He saw two massive, orange-painted special vehicles rumbling out from the side of the police station gate.

They were not police cars, nor were they armored vehicles.

Printed on the side of the vehicles was a striking line of text: Donghai City Sanitation Special Operations Vehicle.

These two vehicles had huge hydraulic buckets at the front, and at the back, there was a cylindrical high-temperature rotary furnace, currently spitting out tongues of blue flame.

"This is..." Su Yang's pupils constricted.

"This is the latest model of mobile industrial incinerator, specifically designed for disposing of large diseased livestock and medical waste," Gu Changan explained kindly. "The temperature inside the furnace can instantly reach three thousand five hundred degrees, and it's equipped with a bone crusher."

On the screen, the two vehicles revved their engines and, like shoveling trash, scooped the paralyzed Blood Puppets along with the unextinguished flames into the massive feed inlet.

Crunch! Crunch!

The teeth-aching sound of bones shattering was transmitted through the live broadcast.

Those indestructible Demonic bones, which even bullets couldn't pierce, were as brittle as potato chips in front of the industrial-grade hydraulic crusher.

Black smoke rose, but it was quickly sucked back in by the purification devices on the roof.

In just five minutes.

The street was clean.

Thirty Asura Blood Puppets, not even a scrap remained. Only from the discharge chutes of the two vehicles were piles of gray-white powder expelled, which were skillfully shoveled into woven bags by sanitation workers who had been prepared in advance.

Gu Changan's voice sounded at the perfect moment: "Look, how environmentally friendly."

"Your Undying Legion is now ash that meets national emission standards. You can take these bags back later; they're pretty good as fertilizer, high in calcium."

Pfft—!

Su Yang could no longer hold back, and a mouthful of heart's blood sprayed onto the screen.

That was his life's blood!

That was his trump card, the one he had spent half his life refining!

Just scooped up like garbage? And even to be used as fertilizer?!

"Gu Changan! I will kill you! I will definitely kill you!!"

Su Yang roared hysterically, slamming against the iron door like a madman. Even though his wrists were worn raw and bloody by the shackles, and even though high-voltage currents shocked him black and charred time and time again, he did not stop.

His Dao Heart shattered.

Completely shattered.

He had dominated the Immortal Realm for a thousand years; even if he had been besieged to death by the Righteous Path, it would have been a glorious end. Never had he been treated like this, having his dignity trampled and rubbed into the mud in such a humiliating manner.

"Save your energy."

Gu Changan pushed open the cell door and walked in, holding a new document in his hand.

He looked down at Su Yang, who was sprawled on the floor like a dead dog, his gaze indifferent.

"Based on your actions just now, your charges have increased again."

"Theft of corpses, desecration of corpses, organizing terrorist activities, and illegal disposal of hazardous waste. With combined sentencing, your prison term will increase by at least another hundred years."

Gu Changan squatted down and slapped the document onto Su Yang's face.

"Young Master Su, this is the end. Accept reality; your Demonic Path ways are outdated."

Su Yang panted heavily, blood dripping from his chin onto the floor.

He suddenly stopped struggling.

His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at Gu Changan, and his previously shattered emotions suddenly calmed down in an eerie way.

"Outdated?"

Su Yang grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth stained red with blood.

"Gu Changan, do you think you've already won?"

Gu Changan frowned slightly. This old ghost's eyes were not right; that was the madness of someone making a desperate, all-or-nothing gamble.

"What do you mean?"

"Hehe... hehehe..." Su Yang let out a hair-raising, low laugh. "Do you think I'm really stupid enough to only know how to dig up corpses?"

"This era has indeed changed. But I learn very quickly."

Su Yang struggled to turn over, lying on his back and staring up at the glaring incandescent light on the ceiling.

"What is it that you Mortals cannot live without? It's not guns, and it's not the law."

"It's the internet. It's mobile phones."

Gu Changan's heart skipped a beat.

Just then, Chen Xiaobei's panicked voice suddenly exploded in his earpiece.

"Boss! Something's wrong! The whole internet is blowing up!"

"Millions of identical posts have suddenly flooded all the major forums and short video platforms in Donghai City, all with the title 'Cultivation Crash Course: Teach You How to Unlock Your Body's Potential in Three Minutes'!"

"And... the Municipal Public Security Bureau's emergency response center has received over five hundred distress calls in the last ten minutes! They're all about family members suddenly going crazy and hurting people!"

Gu Changan jerked his head toward Su Yang.

The smile on Su Yang's face grew wider and wider, eventually turning into a hideous, wild laugh.

"Director Gu, do you like this big gift I've given you?"

"My Demonic Seeds have long since been scattered throughout the city through those data streams! As long as someone clicks that link, as long as someone harbors greed and downloads that program, the Demonic Seed will take root and sprout following their desires!"

"If I cannot live, then I will drag the millions of people in this city to be buried with me!!"