Chapter 86: No More Underground Circles

Bang!

Mo Han stood there, legs rooted to the ground, throwing a punch even faster than the Blade King's saber.

More violent!

The Blade King's broken blade was still in the air, not yet descending, when Mo Han’s heavy fist landed squarely on his chest.

He, too, was sent flying backward, blood spurting like a dragon.

Bang! Bang!

Both men crashed to the ground in succession, blood gushing from their mouths.

Their faces were filled with terror, as if they had seen a ghost.

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Even though they had already overestimated Mo Han to the limit, how could this young man possess such overwhelming strength?

This discarded son of the Mo family was nothing short of a monster!

Why, why were all the Mo family so monstrously gifted?

It was terrifying!

Fifth Master opened his mouth to speak, but black blood sprayed out, along with fragments of his internal organs…

The same was true for the Blade King. Blood poured from his mouth as he hovered on the brink of death.

Had they been ordinary men, such grievous internal injuries would have meant certain death.

But they were martial artists, their constitutions far surpassing those of common people.

Unless all their internal organs were shattered, they would not die so easily.

Suddenly, Fifth Master realized he had been tricked!

Why had he come to the pharmaceutical factory?

And with such fanfare!

This place was hiding a monster of unimaginable terror!

Only now did Fifth Master fully understand—he had been horribly, absurdly mistaken!

He should never have provoked such a harbinger of death.

Just one punch!

It had only taken a single punch to leave him half-dead.

Such strength—perhaps even the Mo family’s greatest experts could not accomplish this.

Yet before him stood Mo Han, the outcast of the Mo family, who seemed not to have exerted himself in the least...

Fear!

Even though he had always schemed to kill Mo Han, at this moment, what filled Fifth Master’s heart was an uncontrollable terror.

Not even when facing the Mo family patriarch from the North had he been this afraid.

And yet, the Mo family had expelled such a formidable warrior from their ranks.

How laughable!

"Originally, I wanted to rebel against the Mo family. He was their discarded son. We could have been allies, even friends!

Damn this over-cautiousness!

If I hadn’t been so paranoid, how would I have ended up here?"

Regret overwhelmed Fifth Master’s heart.

In that instant, he understood.

He could have become Mo Han’s ally or friend.

But because of his own caution, he had chosen to become an enemy.

How ridiculously ironic.

Those watching from the outskirts had long since been rendered speechless.

Mo Han’s savagery had utterly crushed their spirits.

Fifth Master and the Blade King—these were the underground kings of Qian City.

In the past ten years, no one had forced them to join forces, and no one had even seen Fifth Master act in a decade.

Yet today, these legends of the underworld had joined hands against a youth, only to be felled by a single blow.

It was terrifying beyond belief!

But it was not only Mo Han’s violence that made their hearts tremble...

"Kill—!"

From behind came an even more horrifying roar.

Fifth Master forced himself to look back—his heart nearly stopped.

Li Qilang and his thirty-one men...

No!

Those were thirty-one wild beasts!

Like wolves among sheep, they were ruthlessly "slaughtering" his subordinates!

Each move was simple but overwhelmingly powerful—these were true combat techniques, swift and efficient.

Li Qilang reached out with lightning speed, seized a man’s wrist, twisted viciously—crack!—the wrist snapped.

Without even a glance, he moved to the next, punching straight at the face!

Crack!

Nasal bones broke.

Another one down!

Xu Jing was the same.

Against the one hundred and fifty elite of Gathering Virtue Manor, neither needed more than a single move to defeat an opponent.

Nearly all were disabled by a single blow.

The other twenty-nine beasts were just as wild; wherever their steel pipes swung, the air filled with the agonized screams of Gathering Virtue’s elite...

Fifth Master was chilled to the bone.

The Blade King’s heart trembled.

Watching his men fall one by one,

Watching as one hundred and fifty were "slaughtered" by thirty-one security guards—no, beasts—

Their bodies could not stop shaking.

A single word flashed through both their minds.

Forbidden ground!

The pharmaceutical factory was the forbidden ground of the underworld!

They no longer cared which power had started this rumor—

Because...

This factory truly was a forbidden place!

Ten minutes later...

Not a single one of the one hundred and fifty Gathering Virtue elites could still stand.

None were uninjured.

Outside the factory gates lay a field of corpses.

Over a thousand onlookers watched in total silence.

It was as quiet as the halls of the underworld.

Every eye was filled with nothing but fear.

And more fear!

"Xu Jing, take them to the factory area and arrange for their care. Li Qilang, call a doctor for their injuries," Mo Han instructed.

"Yes!"

Li Qilang and Xu Jing responded, swiftly carrying out their orders.

Watching as Fifth Master and the Blade King were carried away by several security guards, Xu Biao and Zuo Qinglong, standing in the crowd, felt their legs trembling uncontrollably, barely able to remain upright.

Too ruthless!

The entire Gathering Virtue Manor had been utterly destroyed.

Mo Han was the true ruthless one!

Both men felt a surge of relief that Mo Han had not detained them earlier.

Judging from Mo Han’s intentions, even Fifth Master and the Blade King would be kept to work at the factory.

If word got out, even the north would not believe it!

These two were the kings of the Qian City underworld!

Yet Mo Han intended to have these overlords working for him for free.

Utter madness!

The Cheng family father and son’s faces were ashen to the extreme.

They had come today to watch a spectacle, expecting to see Mo Han crushed by Fifth Master.

They had not expected that it would be Fifth Master who was crushed.

Cheng Quan clenched his left fist so tightly that his nails cut into his flesh, oblivious to the pain.

His gaze upon Mo Han burned with unwilling rage.

Even united, Fifth Master and the Blade King could not touch Mo Han.

Who else in this world could avenge him?

Elsewhere, Qin Haoran, seated in his wheelchair, trembled all over, his teeth clenched, his face contorted with fury.

His unwillingness gnawed at him.

If in this life he could not see Mo Han die before his own eyes, he would never know peace!

"Don’t worry, I’ve already contacted an assassin from the guild—he won’t live much longer!"

Qin Changqing, appearing at his son’s side at some point, gently patted his shoulder.

From afar, he stared at Mo Han, eyes flashing with resentment—and even more with ruthless determination.

Gathering Virtue was finished; the underworld would once again descend into chaos.

Xu Biao and Zuo Qinglong both realized this.

At the same time, a sharp glint appeared in their eyes.

They had always lived in the shadow of Fifth Master.

Now, hope and dawn appeared before them.

The other leaders of the major factions shared their thoughts.

They exchanged glances,

And in each other’s eyes, they saw murderous intent!

Just then, they noticed Mo Han’s fierce gaze sweeping over them.

"From this day forth, there is no more underworld in Qian City.

I don’t care what power you belong to—disband yourselves within three days, or I’ll do it for you, one by one!"

Mo Han’s voice crashed like thunder from a clear sky, making the minds of all the underworld lords roar with fear.