bling downstairs.

Freed from her bindings, Xue Ying was consumed with killing intent. Seeing the two men on the floor, she moved to kill while Yang Feng intercepted other assassins trying to stop her.

"Crack~"
"Crack~"

Xue Ying, now a shadow of her innocent self, broke the necks of the two incapacitated men without hesitation. She had become a ruthless killer.

Seeing this new, lethal Xue Ying, Yang Feng felt a sense of strangeness. She was no longer the pure girl he once knew.

Meanwhile, Blood Blade and Chizuru Oshima were overwhelmed by Mo Hancheng and Nangong Yingwu. They were in a desperate situation, devoid of fighting spirit.

"Today, you all will die!"

"Ah!~"

A loud roar emitted from Yang Feng, his thunder power fully activated. The sky darkened with clouds, rumbling with purple lightning.

"Yang Feng, stop!"
"Don't!"

The thunder within Yang Feng and the lightning in the sky resonated, enveloping him in purple lightning. The lightning poured into him, shrouding the courtyard.

"Run!"

One Earth-Level assassin bolted only to be repelled by the lightning, spitting blood from the great injury.

"What do we do?"

The other assassins panicked, unsure how to escape. Blood Blade and Chizuru Oshima felt the immense danger of the thunder's power, making their hearts race.

"Die!"

Enveloped in lightning, Yang Feng resembled a thunder god, controlling the assassins’ fate. Desperate to avoid death, they charged at the lightning, only to be reduced to ash by its immense power.

"This is terrifying!"

Everyone was deeply shaken, swallowing hard in fear. The assassins regretted provoking this lethal deity.

The sky's lightning fell upon them, sparing none, including Blood Blade and Chizuru Oshima. Unable to evade, they were blasted by the thunder, perishing in the electrified chaos.

When everyone was dead, Yang Feng's power began to wane. The lightning in the sky dissipated, but the dark clouds lingered.

Yang Feng, drained, collapsed from exhaustion.

"Brother Feng!~"
"Yang Feng~"

Mo Hancheng caught him as he fell, with Xue Ying rushing to his side, tears streaming.

"Don't cry, Xue Ying crying isn't pretty."

"Brother Feng, I promise never to cry again, never."

"Good."

Yang Feng used the last of his strength to speak and then fell into a deep sleep. Mo Hancheng teleported him back to the city, with Xue Ying following closely.

Nangong Yingwu set the factory ablaze, igniting the leftover fireworks, reducing it to ruins.

"Boom~"
"Boom~"
...

The deafening explosions woke people across Shanghai City, making them think something significant had happened, though nothing appeared wrong around them.

That night, the major powers in Shanghai City were stunned but clueless about who was behind the previous night's events.

However, the military swiftly

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