I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God Chapter 1350: Strange Things Happen Frequently

Blue Star.

Pingjiang City.

Golden rays of sunlight enveloped the urban landscape. Residents hurried through their routines, as foot traffic and cars navigated smoothly down the roadways. Everything appeared unchanged, presenting a typical urban vista identical to the era prior to spiritual energy's resurgence.

Reality as perceived by everyday folks seldom reveals the full picture. Overwhelmed by survival demands, they possess scant spare energy for other concerns. Should horrifying threats hide in the darkness, others would undoubtedly handle them. Gradually, society adapted to this altered existence. Apart from heightened vigilance after dark, daytime routines mirrored the past.

Regarding the ferocious beast surge that encircled the city's periphery merely days earlier, virtually no one remained aware.

The Demon Hunter Department had promptly sealed off every detail.

All the dangers and misfortunes plaguing this realm fell squarely on the Demon Hunter Department's shoulders. Ensuring the tranquility of residents' existences stood as their unwavering obligation.

Resembling divine protectors, this enigmatic group quietly shielded the final traces of serenity in Pingjiang City.

However.

Almost fifteen days had elapsed, yet the Demon Hunter Department showed no additional actions.

Although vibrant daylight streamed in from beyond, the East District's Bureau of Investigation base brimmed with a dense, suffocating mood. The striking Captain Xu Rong even missed her typical sharp precision while nearing the entrance.

Knock, knock knock!

Following multiple pauses, she at last rapped on the Commander's office door.

A resonant voice responded from inside.

Enter.

Xu Rong gradually eased the door ajar and softly entered the room.

With anxious eyes lifted, she spotted the Commander positioned at the window, hands folded behind him. Via the pane, he observed the bustling staff at the base. His side view carried intense gravity, suggesting he had foreseen her update.

For an instant.

Xu Rong struggled to start, and quietude resumed between them.

The Commander shattered the hush, his voice evenly composed.

What were the results?

No leads yet on that enigmatic powerhouse?

Xu Rong affirmed with a nod, regret evident in her gaze.

Affirmative...

Our teams have combed through and probed every area. Beyond the urban limits, zero traces of occupancy appear, and not one extra hint has surfaced. That grandmaster appears to have evaporated completely, leaving no footprint.

Here, the remorse in Xu Rong's eyes intensified further.

It was her who had skirted regulations, storming the Commander's chamber to share the video of the powerhouse she beheld that evening, nurturing immense expectations for the shadowy savior.

The Commander had also buzzed with excitement for a stretch, dispatching multiple units for parallel hunts.

But consider the outcome.

Following that hasty fervor and fifteen days of grueling, expansive pursuits, they unearthed zilch. To Xu Rong, this constituted a total, unforgivable flop.

Commander Hao grasped it all intuitively.

Without pivoting, he delivered a supportive grin and soothing tone.

I get it.

Little Xu, don't feel so downhearted. An unparalleled powerhouse like that wouldn't be located by us without effort. Regardless of the expense, securing his aid could overturn Pingjiang City's crisis entirely. Every bit would prove worthwhile!

You weren't just here to relay yet another empty pursuit, right?

At these words, Xu Rong inhaled deeply and eased somewhat.

Her next words came with her standard grave and dutiful air.

Addressing the Commander.

Surface calm has prevailed recently, yet numerous grave events unfolded beneath nocturnal shrouds. From the Phantom Spirits' remains uncovered yesterday evening, multiple breeds of Phantom Spirits spotted around Pingjiang City have been utterly wiped out.

It seems a force is methodically purging whole lineages of Phantom Spirits!

Purging?!

The Commander stiffened at the revelation, a piercing spark glinting from his lenses.

As he rotated.

The steadfast Commander could no longer hold his poise. His forehead creased profoundly, as though he'd encountered something profoundly implausible.

Are you sure?

Phantom Spirits rank as exceptionally ferocious beings. Even rallying the full Demon Hunter Department, such an accomplishment stays beyond reach. Claiming a lineage's total purge isn't trivial. How could Pingjiang City conceal such formidable might?

Confronted by his authoritative probe, Xu Rong's face turned graver still.

Commander, it's indisputably factual.

Prior cases came from team dispatches, and we captains verified the carnage locations firsthand. Every last Phantom Spirit perished without exception!

During last night's outskirts patrol, my unit encountered a desolate expanse. It had served as a Phantom Spirits' assembly spot, yet now resembled a colossal killing field. The Phantom Spirits met brutal ends; an unseen force eradicated them in a single sweep!

Faced with this ironclad account, the Commander shed his equilibrium.

He adjusted his spectacles, his voice gaining a clear note of haste.

Precisely where is this spot?!

Xu Rong replied without delay, supplying exact coordinates.

Fifteen li from the South District, base of the desolate hill to the northeast. The area sees no visitors, but to avert any disclosures sparking needless alarm, my unit has secured the site!

The Commander reflected briefly before seizing his jacket and commanding.

Excellent. You managed it properly.

Guide me there at once. I'll examine the site personally!

Xu Rong assented, shifting to hold the door and trailing him swiftly as they departed!

Just over ten minutes in.

A convoy of cars exited the South District, halting near the barren hill's base.

The Commander's direct presence alarmed the nearby Demon Hunter Department agents, heightening their alertness.

Crossing beyond the barrier tape.

The Commander's face stayed somber, ignoring greetings from fellow agents. Yet upon viewing the strewn Phantom Spirits' cadavers, etched with ghastly gashes, total astonishment seized him!

The savagery of those injuries teetered on outright insanity. Even against Phantom Spirits, this ferocity proved overly merciless. No being with a dozen lives could endure such assault.

Even more alarming was...

Upon bending for scrutiny, he noted each Phantom Spirit carried numerous lethal marks. It challenged reason. This resembled less a fight and more a deranged butchery!

Having surveyed the area extensively, the Commander's gaze quivered.

This...

If the aim was solely to eliminate the Phantom Spirits, one deadly hit per would do. No reason existed for repeated assaults. These injuries differ; several plainly occurred post-mortem.

This carnage inspires sheer terror. I can't conceive what being wields such might, much less such cruelty, to willfully add strikes after death to every Phantom Spirit...

This surpasses mere killing. It evokes retribution. Who might perpetrate this...

A deep jolt suddenly seized the Commander. Gazing at the corpse-laden terrain, unease swelled within him.

This nightmarish display hinted at a fearsome presence with unclear loyalties. Their tactics chilled to the bone, igniting an unparalleled fear in the Commander's core.

The remaining Demon Hunter Department members traded astounded stares. For ages, silence reigned. Fixated on the littered remnants, they fell utterly mute.

Solely Xu Rong, whispering the Commander's thorough breakdown, gradually revealed a spark of amazed insight in her eyes.

A recollection from fifteen days prior flashed in her thoughts.

That evening...

Post the harrowing beast tide survival, agents probed the monstrosities' husks outside. They found numerous beasts hit with intentional killing shots. Back then, the shock led to prolonged debates, a fact ingrained in her recall.

Now, this repeated. The identical signature of follow-up strikes.

Such alignment proved eerily uncanny, drawing Xu Rong into profound rumination.

On further reflection.

She discerned one more matching element!

The Phantom Spirit group terminated that night matched precisely the lately obliterated Phantom Spirit group.

This!

Xu Rong's eyes quaked as if seizing a concealed fact.

One instance might pass as chance, but repeated occurrences defied coincidence. A definite link existed.

As comprehension dimly emerged in her mind, dusk slowly descended.

Nightfall marked the day's direst phase, when extraterrestrial kin roamed freely. Dawdling beyond city bounds posed folly. Moreover, the Demon Hunter Department upheld the vital task of citizen defense; prolonging the stay risked everything.

The Chief Commander eyed the ground's scattered bodies, pivoted, and commanded in a grave timbre.

"We head back to the city now. Escalate this to superiors. Forces move only post full probe. Absolute secrecy—no leaks!"

His directive pulled Xu Rong from her reverie, prompting swift affirmation.

The vehicles departed in sequence, returning toward Pingjiang City.