Chapter 143: The Rules

The deep blue eye of the storm that had been hovering in Han Shaoyun's palm suddenly vanished, as if it had never existed.

The members of Team 136 were all taken aback, including Han Shaoyun himself, who was left stunned.

Where did the storm eye go?

It was such a large storm eye!

He stood there frozen for a moment, then looked up at Chen Muye and the others, a faint smile appearing in his eyes.

"Well done."

Chen Muye: …

At this moment, Lin QiYe seemed to have thought of something. His gaze shifted toward the distance, where a man in military attire was lifting a corner of the No-Way Domain. Golden ripples radiated from his body as he stepped inside, a serious expression on his face.

Bai Li Pangpang, Cao Yuan, and Shen Qingzhu obediently followed behind him.

"Brother, why did you snap your fingers just now?" Bai Li Pangpang leaned toward Shen Qingzhu, asking in confusion.

Shen Qingzhu frowned and thought for a moment before slowly replying, "Instinct?"

"Are you Thanos or something?"

"…."

Shen Qingzhu couldn't be bothered to respond to Bai Li Pangpang's teasing. If the other man weren't his boss, he would have probably started cursing by now. But since he was just an employee, he had the mindset of one.

Lin QiYe's eyes brightened when he saw Shen Qingzhu. He vaguely understood what had just happened.

The storm eye Han Shaoyun created was, in essence, just rapidly rotating compressed air. However, Shen Qingzhu's Qi Min could control the air itself. For him, sucking the air out of an area was an incredibly simple task.

If he sucked the area here into a vacuum, would the storm eye still exist?

Simply put, Shen Qingzhu's ability was a perfect counter!

Even though Han Shaoyun was a Sea realm powerhouse, his Great Wind Disaster leaned more toward creating destruction, while Shen Qingzhu's Qi Min was specifically about controlling the air. In this domain, Shen Qingzhu's mastery was far superior.

Perhaps this was why Great Wind Disaster was ranked 079, while Qi Min was ranked 068.

Yuan Gang narrowed his eyes, watching Han Shaoyun floating in the air. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. In the next moment, he disappeared and appeared above Han Shaoyun's head, his right fist clenched and ready to strike. Golden ripples surged around him like a meteor descending!

Boom—!!

A muffled crash echoed as Han Shaoyun was sent plummeting to the ground like a cannonball, crashing into the street below and creating a deep crater several meters wide, smoke billowing into the air.

Yuan Gang stood like a human war god, golden light radiating from him, his clothes flying in the wind. He landed steadily in front of the crater where Han Shaoyun had fallen and began to pound the ground with his fists like a torrential downpour.

Boom boom boom—!!

The earth trembled, and the cracks in the pavement deepened until the entire street nearly collapsed. Finally, Yuan Gang stopped, his fists momentarily resting.

He bent down, grabbing the nearly lifeless Han Shaoyun by the collar and lifting him into the air.

"Former Captain of the Suzhou City Night Watch team, now 13th Seat of the Followers, Han Shaoyun…" Yuan Gang spoke coldly, his military uniform spotless. "You've fallen into my hands. For the rest of your life, you'll spend it in the retreat to reflect on your actions…"

At those words, Han Shaoyun's lips trembled slightly. It seemed he wanted to say something. His bloodied eyes fluttered open, and a faint hint of despair and plea surfaced.

Yuan Gang frowned. Just then, a blade suddenly pierced through Han Shaoyun's chest, the tip of the sword emerging from his back!

Yuan Gang's pupils contracted. He quickly looked up, his gaze filled with anger.

"Captain Chen, what is this about?"

Standing behind Han Shaoyun, Chen Muye, draped in a cloak, calmly pulled the blade from Han Shaoyun's chest and spoke indifferently:

"To kill him."

"He is no longer a threat, and he is destined to be sent to the retreat. His life and death will be decided by the Tribunal. What gives you the right to kill him?"

"He tried to kill my team member, so he must die." Chen Muye paused, then continued, "And for him, this is also a form of release."

Yuan Gang looked down at Han Shaoyun, who, despite his bloody face, seemed to have a faint smile on his lips. His lifeless eyes glowed with an unusual gleam.

Yuan Gang released his grip.

Han Shaoyun's body fell to the ground, blood spilling out. His heart was pierced, and most people would have died already. But as a Sea realm expert, he lingered on the edge of life.

He stared at Chen Muye, his lips moving as if trying to say something.

Chen Muye hesitated for a moment, then bent down, bringing his ear close to Han Shaoyun's lips.

"Be careful… Whispers… He will definitely come back… to kill that boy…"

The final word left Han Shaoyun's lips, and his eyes gradually dulled. His breath ceased.

After a long silence, Chen Muye stood up straight and looked down at the bloodstained body lying in the snow, slowly closing his eyes.

"Captain Chen, regardless of the circumstances, this action doesn't follow the rules," Yuan Gang said calmly, watching the scene unfold.

"If you think what I did was against the rules, then go complain to Shao Pingge," Chen Muye responded indifferently, turning away and walking toward the other members of Team 136.

"In Cangnan, I, Chen Muye… am the rules!"

Yuan Gang watched Chen Muye's retreating figure for a long time, then sighed helplessly.

"His temper hasn't changed…"

"Captain, what exactly is the deal with Han Shaoyun?"

After retracting the No-Way Domain, Hong Ying approached Chen Muye, looking puzzled.

Chen Muye was silent for a moment. "A poor soul controlled by the Ancient God Church."

"But I saw that he really seemed to want to kill QiYe. Can the Ancient God Church really control people so thoroughly?" Hong Ying tilted her head in question.

Before Chen Muye could reply, Wu Xiangnan spoke up first. "I know a bit about the Ancient God Church's contracts. They say once you sign, your soul becomes bound. The effect starts from your thoughts. Even if they're unhappy with the orders they've received, they can't refuse or obstruct them in any way. Their actions, words, even thoughts, all exist solely to fulfill the commands."

"Isn't that just like being a puppet?"

"Pretty much. But some people willingly become puppets and even enjoy it, while others suffer terribly…"

At this point, Lin QiYe furrowed his brow and voiced a thought that had been bothering him.

"If that's the case, why did the Ancient God Church have Han Shaoyun leave the Night Watch? Wouldn't it have been more effective to have him infiltrate and pretend he wasn't controlled, so he could be a greater asset within the Night Watch?"

Everyone paused in their tracks.

Hong Ying's jaw dropped, staring at Lin QiYe in shock. "QiYe, your mind… is really dark!"

"… Isn't this just logical?"

"QiYe's right," Chen Muye nodded slowly. "Although Han Shaoyun didn't stay in the Night Watch, we can't rule out the possibility that other Followers are infiltrating the Night Watch."