Chapter 941 - 353: Fang Qingyu, You’ve Gone Too Far!!!

Ancestor.

That is the true foundation of the Lingxiao Association.

Ranked second among the top ten Martial Saints in the City of Injustice.

Only a slight difference from the first place.

Ghost Elder’s face turned so dark it almost seemed to drip water, his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

He forced himself to calm down, years of managing a massive force taught him.

The more critical the situation, the less panic should be shown.

"Don’t panic!" he growled, his voice laced with forcibly suppressed anger, "Since the opponent dares to open a force field directly, they must have some reliance, immediately inform all off-duty Tier Three and above forces to cancel their leave and return to headquarters as soon as possible for standby."

"Order all on-duty Guard Teams to retract the defense line, hold the core area firmly, and without my command, no one is allowed to act on their own!"

While he rapidly issued orders.

He strode towards the dedicated meeting room within the suite, speaking quickly: "Immediately find out how many people came from the other side? What’s their background?! I want information as fast as possible."

"Yes!"

The guard leader didn’t dare slack off, immediately turning to pass on the orders.

Ghost Elder hurriedly walked into the meeting room.

On the huge circular conference table, several holographic screens were already glowing, quickly displaying surveillance footage from various headquarters regions.

The few core high-level members stationed at headquarters.

Including his deputy, intelligence chief, etc., had all received the emergency notification.

Appearing solemnly in the light screen.

Reporting the progress of others outside the force field who were rushing back.

At this moment, a manager responsible for overseeing the periphery area of headquarters suddenly exclaimed, "Ghost Elder, there’s a situation, at the main entrance of headquarters, surveillance shows a person!"

"A person?!"

Ghost Elder quickly turned his head, his cloudy eyes staring fixedly at the screen, "Switch the image over, enlarge it."

The screen in the center of the meeting room instantly changed.

The image shook a bit, evidently from a high-up surveillance camera angle.

In front of the door of the Lingxiao Association Headquarters Building.

A matte black SUV was quietly parked there.

Beside the car stood a figure.

That person was wearing ordinary gray combat attire.

Their figure was not particularly tall or sturdy.

Even seemed somewhat thin.

Yet, as the surveillance image kept zooming in closer.

Finally freezing on that person’s face...

The whole meeting room fell into a deathly silence.

Ghost Elder’s facial muscles suddenly twitched, pupils shrinking to pinhead size!

That face...

Covered by a mask formed purely of golden thunder.

Thunder God!!!

Ghost Elder certainly recognized this mask.

Indeed, he knew who the face under the mask belonged to earlier than most people in the City of Injustice.

The information bought for twenty million back then was to confirm what identity the Thunder God who destroyed his goods spot in the Gray Rock District had.

When he initially discovered Fang Qingyu’s identity.

He never considered revenge, even thought of offering an apology.

But couldn’t find the person.

Until the Tier Three competition started, he saw Fang Qingyu appear in the ring.

He still didn’t choose to reveal Fang Qingyu’s identity.

Instead strictly ordered his subordinates to not provoke the Thunder God under any circumstance.

Even two days ago, when a woman claiming to represent Fang Qingyu came.

Using the blatant threat "Tomorrow the Thunder God will come to block the door," to force him into agreeing to borrow the Lingxiao Association’s intelligence network.

He once again opted to swallow his pride and conceded.

He thought his concessions were sufficient.

But what was the outcome?!

What he got in return was the opponent directly blocking his Lingxiao Association’s headquarters’ door.

Initiating a force field enveloping the entire headquarters.

It wasn’t just a face slap.

It was ripping off his face and throwing it on the ground, stomping on it several times, and then spitting on it.

It was grinding the dignity of the entire Lingxiao Association into the mud!

"Too much bullying! It’s simply too much bullying!!!"

Ghost Elder’s chest heaved violently, his emaciated fingers trembling fiercely due to the excessive force.

"Ghost Elder, calm down." The deputy saw the elder’s unstable condition and hurriedly spoke up, "He is just one person, even if he is Thunder God, no matter how strong, daring to barge into our Lingxiao Association Headquarters alone is overly arrogant. We..."

"Shut up!"

Ghost Elder turned sharply, his bloodshot eyes glaring at the deputy while shouting angrily.

The deputy instantly became silent as a cicada in winter.

"Immediately cut off all external surveillance footage, lock permissions, without my command, no one is allowed to access." Ghost Elder continued instructing others, "Order all guards on the first floor to evacuate the door area immediately, retreat to the second line waiting for orders. Without my directive, no one gets within a hundred meters of the door. Violation of orders will be punished by death!"

A rapid succession of commands was issued.

Everyone in the conference room was stunned.

Cut off surveillance? Withdraw the guards?

What... what does this mean? Retreat without fighting?

Let them block our door?

"Ghost Elder, this..." the deputy advisor wanted to persuade further.

"Execute the order."

Ghost Elder roared fiercely, instantly suppressing everyone else’s voices.

Then he stopped looking at anyone and suddenly turned around.

He strode out of the conference room, heading straight for the dedicated elevator.

The elevator doors silently slid open.

Ghost Elder, barefoot, stepped with each step over the cold and smooth ground.

He arrived in front of the door.

The glass doors automatically slid open to the sides.

The night wind, carrying the city’s unique clamor and dust, surged in.

Outside the door, a matte black SUV was parked silently.

Beside the car, a figure in gray combat attire faced away from the door, tilting his head slightly, as if gazing at the dazzling neon of the building.

The posture was casual, as if merely strolling by his own doorstep.

"Fang Qingyu."

Ghost Elder saw this and growled softly, his skinny fingers pointing at the figure outside the door.

"Don’t push me too far!!!"

"I’ve retreated again and again, you took down my hideout, I endured it, you sent people to threaten me to use the intelligence network, I accepted it, what more do you want?!"

The low growl seemed to vent all the pent-up frustration and unwillingness of the Ghost Elder.

However.

The figure outside the door seemed finally disturbed by the piercing noise.

Fang Qingyu slowly turned around.

When that face covered with a golden Thunder Mask fully turned around.

When those eyes looked calmly through the crackling electric light at the Ghost Elder who seemed like a mad demon inside the door...

The Ghost Elder’s expression froze.

The voice he intended to use to rant stopped abruptly.

What did he see?

Beneath the mask, those eyes...

No longer the blazing, authoritative vertical pupils like melted gold in his memory.

It was a universe.

A deep blackness so profound it swallowed all light, akin to an endless void.

And above that void, countless tiny, brilliant silver specks flowed, rotating, and flickering.

They gathered into a galaxy.

Outlined like a nebula, as if the entire Milky Way’s miniature projection was sealed within those pupils.

Majesty? Domination?

No!

That was an expanse...

An indifference that transcended the mundane, like a god overlooking ants.

Just being calmly observed by those eyes, the Ghost Elder felt unable to lash out.

Like dust.

The terrifying feeling that life and death were merely at the whim of the other.

Like a cold tide, it engulfed him instantly.

His prideful Peak of Third Tier Power?

The vast authority he held?

The unrivaled ancestor of the same tier backing him?

In front of eyes containing the cosmic galaxy...

They seemed so ridiculous...

So insignificant.

His emaciated body began to tremble uncontrollably, teeth chattering, his back instantly soaked in cold sweat.

The towering rage and courage to perish seemed like snow under the sun, disappearing without a trace.

Only ice-cold fear remained.

Creeping up his spine to his head.

Fang Qingyu’s gaze lingered on Ghost Elder’s old face for about three seconds.

Those three seconds felt as lengthy as three centuries to Ghost Elder.

Then, Fang Qingyu spoke.

The voice transmitted through the Thunder Mask was peaceful, without a ripple.

"I didn’t come here this time to beat around the bush."

"Either do as I say."

"Or all must die!"