Chapter 154 The True Malefic Star

“No, we’re no match for him,” Hu Xiong gasped, stepping back several paces after being struck by Sabada.

This man possessed incredible strength and speed, and without any weapons, Hu Xiong found it difficult to harm him.

Moreover, the spear in Sabada’s hand was razor-sharp, making it nearly impossible for Hu Xiong to get close.

Li Changqing and Bai Chuan, relying on their weapons, fought together against Sabada, but it was a strenuous battle.

Clang, clang, clang...

The clashing of weapons echoed repeatedly.

Sabada wielded his spear, sweeping at Bai Chuan and Li Changqing, forcing them to retreat step by step.

“Ha,” Sabada’s eyes glowed with a violet light, a cold murderous intent flickering across his face as he swiftly charged toward Li Changqing and Bai Chuan.

“Old Bai!” Li Changqing took a deep breath, keeping calm. “You take the upper position, I’ll cover below...”

Bai Chuan nodded in agreement.

A spear sweep came hurtling toward them.

Li Changqing instantly crouched, holding the Rainbow Sword, and thrust it toward Sabada’s chest.

At the same time, Bai Chuan leapt up, dodging the spear, and stabbed forcefully at Sabada’s neck with his short dagger.

Thud...

Li Changqing’s Rainbow Sword pierced Sabada’s abdomen smoothly, but Bai Chuan’s dagger only left a faint scratch on Sabada’s neck.

Black blood oozed from Sabada’s wound.

He seemed to realize that Li Changqing’s strength was far inferior to his own; the only reason he was injured was due to the sharp sword in his hand.

Grabbing the Rainbow Sword still embedded in his abdomen with both hands, Sabada tried to break the blade.

The Rainbow Sword emitted a red glow.

Li Changqing swiftly withdrew the sword and slashed it across.

Sabada’s head was severed and flew off, his body crashing to the ground with a heavy thud.

“Dead?” Bai Chuan wiped the sweat from his brow, no longer caring about any cleanliness standards.

Unexpectedly, Sabada’s body quickly crawled to the side, grabbed his severed head, and pressed it back onto his neck.

Though his head had been cut off, his neck and head reconnected as if nothing had happened.

“You cannot kill me with your power,” Sabada’s hoarse voice slowly spoke. “You are not my target. Leave.”

Not his target?

Li Changqing was momentarily stunned and glanced toward the detective agency in disbelief.

This man had just tried to storm the detective agency—could his true target be Tang Xiaoyu?

Tang Xiaoyu hadn’t provoked him, had she?

Just as Sabada prepared to charge toward the detective agency again, several vehicles arrived nearby.

Qin Shenggen and Xia Yi appeared, each leading four members of their teams—a total of ten people.

Upon arriving, Qin Shenggen saw Hu Xiong and the others confronting Sabada and asked, “Old Hu, what’s going on?”

“This guy’s like something fallen from the sky,” Hu Xiong shouted loudly.

At that moment, another vehicle arrived, and Chang An and Chang Ze stepped out.

Chang An had his hands behind his back, wearing children’s clothes but bore an expression aged beyond his years.

Chang Ze spoke gravely, “Brother, that aura—is it an evil god?”

Chang An’s eyes also revealed a hint of astonishment.

As top-tier experts who frequently dealt with subterranean evil gods, they were very familiar with such a scent.

However, this was the first time they had encountered a living evil god.

“It’s alive,” Chang An said solemnly.

Chang Ze nodded slightly, holding a cane, advancing slowly, resembling a frail old man.

Sabada sensed the two newcomers; their strength surpassed his own.

His gaze darkened coldly as he took a few steps back, apparently realizing that he wouldn’t accomplish his mission today.

He didn’t understand why, having just arrived in Nanlin City, he was suddenly confronted by one expert after another.

“Trying to run?” Chang Ze noticed Sabada’s expression and threw his cane.

In midair, the cane transformed into a streak of black light.

A profoundly yin energy emanated from Chang Ze.

He practiced the yin aspect of the mysterious yin-yang cultivation, while his brother focused on yang.

With a swoosh, the black light shot toward Sabada.

Sabada was enveloped by a surge of pitch-black malevolent energy, evidently attempting to use it to repel the light.

Swoosh.

The black light weaved through the dark energy, instantly piercing Sabada’s knee.

He howled in pain, collapsing onto the ground.

However, his self-healing ability was formidable; within moments, his knee rapidly recovered.

Chang Ze arrived at his side and, seeing the healed knee, was astonished. “Truly bizarre!”

The black light returned to his hand and morphed back into the cane.

Chang Ze struck Sabada’s head with a heavy blow, knocking him unconscious with a loud bang.

Li Changqing and Hu Xiong stared in disbelief; Chang Ze’s attack was overwhelming, leaving Sabada with almost no chance to resist.

Yet, despite this, Sabada was ranked only in the teens within the Mysterious Investigation Bureau.

There were more than ten experts stronger than him ahead in the ranks.

“Bring him back to headquarters for thorough study,” Chang Ze said calmly.

Qin Shenggen and Xia Yi rushed forward; they couldn’t just stand by idly.

They used specially made ropes designed to restrain demons, binding Sabada and driving steel spikes into the scapula at his back.

Hu Xiong kicked Sabada and glanced at Chang Ze, puzzled. “This guy’s so weak—is he the so-called Evil Star?”

“This whole commotion is strange,” Chang Ze said, leaning on his cane and resuming his frail old man demeanor.

“No, he’s certainly not the Evil Star,” he explained calmly.

“The true living sage who made the prophecy is a practitioner of the demonic path. The ‘Evil Star’ he speaks of is a sign of the demons’ arrival in their realm.”

Li Changqing suddenly understood. No powerful demons had come because the greater demons likely knew the truth, and only ignorant minor demons had come rushing in.

Chang Ze then inquired about the battle’s details before their arrival.

After hearing the account, his attention fixed on Li Changqing, narrowing his eyes.

Could this young man be the prophesied Evil Star?

Though his strength was not overwhelming, he had just severed Sabada’s head.

Or was the Evil Star a fated genius born today in Nanlin City?

Chang Ze then instructed, “From now on, tally all newborn infants in Nanlin City today. Secretly send people to test their talents. We must find this prophesied ‘Evil Star.’”

“Besides, those demons will undoubtedly be searching for the ‘Evil Star’ secretly. We cannot let them get ahead of us.”

This was no difficult task; Hu Xiong and the others readily agreed.

Li Changqing bowed in farewell and hurried upstairs.

Tang Xiaoyu’s armor had already formed, a pair of pure white wings sprouting from her back.

A sacred aura surrounded her, growing more intense as if she were performing some ritual.

Bang...

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening echoed.

In an instant, her wings, armor, and radiant sacred light vanished.

With a thud, Tang Xiaoyu collapsed heavily onto the bed, instantly awakened.