The young man who called himself the emperor was Feng Hao, who had descended from the South-Heaven Gate.
At first, he couldn't go to the lower realm through the space-time formation of Lake Samsara because Feng Hao was too powerful.
The space-time formation was a formation, not the power of the Way of Heaven, so it couldn't teleport Feng Hao at all.
Fortunately, through the efforts of Taishang Laojun and the others, they consulted countless ancient immortal books, and finally borrowed the power of the Way of Heaven to let Feng Hao descend smoothly.
Originally, Feng Hao thought that he would continue to appear in Lake Samsara under the Long Group, but who knew that he would come to the city where Zhao Yang was.
Back then, Feng Hao asked Zhao Yang to investigate some people infected by Chiyou's blood essence and collect intelligence for him.
However, with the recovery of spirit qi, Feng Hao didn't ask Zhao Yang to collect intelligence anymore.
Instead, he monitored all the movements of the people and tried to arrest those cultivators who bullied ordinary people.
It was a bit like the Huaxia version of S.H.I.E.L.D.
When Feng Hao went to the lower realm, he noticed that the city had changed. It was empty at night, as if he had arrived at a ghost city.
There were only some female cultivators wandering on the streets who had practiced the Acacia Technique …
"General Zhao, you've worked hard!"
Feng Hao looked at Zhao Yang with a smile. To be honest, Feng Hao admired this soldier who was assigned to him by the Huaxia higher-ups.
Because Zhao Yang was meticulous in his work and would always give a satisfactory answer.
However, human power was limited after all. Feng Hao didn't blame Zhao Yang for the strangeness of the city.
"It's not hard. I just disappointed the Wind Emperor …" Zhao Yang looked disappointed.
He had tried hard.
However, the evil cultivator who was causing trouble in the city was too powerful. He had sacrificed more than 20 of his brothers for it.
They were all at the level of Soldier King.
They were well-trained and had outstanding military achievements, but he didn't expect to end up in such a miserable state. Zhao Yang felt like a knife was being twisted in his heart.
He felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Therefore, during this period of time, whenever night fell, he would seal the base.
Even if many of his brothers wanted to go out and suppress all those evil female evil cultivators, Zhao Yang didn't dare to take this risk.
He had lost enough brothers. He didn't want to lose any more.
In the base, Feng Hao sat on the sofa, quietly listening to Zhao Yang talk about the changes in the city.
Feng Hao also found out that about half a month ago, an evil cultivator came to this city.
She did not belong to any of the ancient cultivation clans, and there were no records of this evil cultivator in the Huaxia Chronicles.
It seemed to have appeared out of thin air.
In the beginning, Zhao Yang just sent someone to spy on her. Everything was normal, but when night fell, the evil practitioner revealed her true colors.
Wearing pajamas, she transformed into a lonely woman who ran away from home and stood by the street.
She looked like a prostitute.
However, she never took the initiative to seduce anyone. She just stood there with a heartbroken expression.
However, as long as a man took the initiative to approach her and said something, she would lean on the man.
Then, he took the initiative to say that he didn't want to go home, hoping that he could be taken in.
Because this evil woman was extremely beautiful and had a noble temperament, many people did not have the courage to approach her.
However, anyone who approached her would succeed in taking her away.
Then, they would choose a high-end hotel, and some indescribable things would happen …
However, when the desire faded, the next morning, no matter who it was, they were already cold corpses.
They died very peacefully, without any pain, as if they had reached the peak of their lives.
There were also no signs of murder.
At first, these incidents were treated as simple suicides. It was only when such incidents happened consecutively that people started to pay attention.
This was definitely not a random suicide, but a serial murder.
The scary thing was …
It was like a ghost had committed a crime. All the dead men had entered the hotel alone, but they were supporting each other.
It was as if they were supporting an injured woman.
However, no one was seen in the surveillance video …
Therefore, this matter was reported to Zhao Yang's base, and Zhao Yang started to investigate.
In the end, it was confirmed that the person who committed the crime was the evil cultivator who suddenly appeared in this city.
However, what Zhao Yang did not expect was that there were more and more evil cultivators like this. They all had one thing in common.
They would appear at night and dress differently. There were hipsters, 2D cosplayers, maids, nurses, policewomen … and so on.
At first, they only looked for men who approached them. Later on, when they saw a man they liked, they would jump on him and ask to get a room with them.
Almost no man could resist these temptations.
If there was one, it would be because the evil woman was extremely ugly …
The government had mobilized their forces at first, but they could not suppress the evil cultivators at all. Many people had fallen into the hands of the evil cultivators.
Therefore, the government could only give up on these ordinary people and hand them over to Zhao Yang and his organization.
Because of this, Zhao Yang lost more than twenty of his men. However, only a small number of evil cultivators were killed.
In the end, they had to implement a curfew.
As long as no one appeared outside the house, these evil cultivators could do nothing.
As if they had lost their target, they wandered around, asking for men …
…
After hearing this, Feng Hao was dumbfounded.
It seemed like a benefit for a single dog, but it was not worth it at the cost of his life.
"Show me the picture of the evil cultivator …" Feng Hao said.
"I can't help it. We can have pictures of ordinary evil cultivators, but we can't take pictures of her. She is really like a ghost …"
Zhao Yang shook his head. Even though they had developed advanced equipment that could find Chiyou's blood essence, they could not find the evil cultivator's location. They could not even take pictures of her.
"Emperor Feng … If we don't get rid of the evil cultivator, this city will fall sooner or later …" Zhao Yang said worriedly.
"Yes, I know!"
Feng Hao nodded. He also understood the seriousness of this matter.
This was the reason why he proposed to set up the Dragon Soul Alliance. He hoped that … cultivators and ordinary people could be separated.
To prevent such a troublesome thing from happening.
With the power of cultivators, ordinary people could only wait for death no matter how powerful they were.
"I'll go out and meet her …"
Feng Hao stood up from the sofa. Zhao Yang's equipment could not find the evil cultivator, but … he could.
No matter if it was a ghost or anything else … they could not escape from his palm.
"Do you need me to send someone?"
Zhao Yang knew that Fenghao didn't need anyone, but he still said it subconsciously.
Feng Hao shook his head with a smile. Then, he left the base with Zhao Yang's company.
The soldiers in the base were extremely excited. This was a god who walked in the mortal world.
It was a great blessing to be able to see it with their own eyes.
They envied Zhao Yang for being able to have a good talk with Feng Hao, but … they were also honored.
Because Zhao Yang regarded them as his brothers …
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