Chapter 760 - 690: X City’s Demon Management Bureau

Chapter 760: Chapter 690: X City’s Demon Management Bureau

Tu Xiao’an moved quickly through the Red Mist Area, noticing that the roars of monsters were surprisingly infrequent here.

It seemed there were far fewer monsters than in the first layer of dense fog on the outskirts. In any case, he still hadn’t seen a single monster charge out to block his path.

「An hour later.」

The Skeleton Monster stopped and pointed ahead.

Tu Xiao’an then heard the roaring sounds of a fierce battle, along with the clash of weapons ringing through the air.

’Human Martial Cultivators.’

The sound of clashing weapons was so distinct; it had to be humans. Tu Xiao’an’s senses also picked up on dozens of human Martial Cultivator auras surging ahead, rising and falling like turbulent waves.

’Looks like there’s a group of Martial Cultivators up ahead. Have they run into some powerful monster?’

Tu Xiao’an pondered for a moment before rushing directly toward the commotion.

When he arrived, he was stunned by what he saw.

A group of Rank Three Creatures at the War King Level were slaughtering one another. Yes, each other—they weren’t fighting any monsters.

Infighting?

Tu Xiao’an hadn’t expected to find a group of Martial Cultivators fighting each other to the death.

Their eyes were bloodshot and they roared like wild beasts. It was a battle to the death, and a grim, murderous aura filled the air.

Seven or eight bodies of Rank Three Creatures already lay in pools of blood, surrounded by severed limbs—a sight too gruesome to behold.

It was a scene of utter carnage.

’Why are they fighting among themselves? And so viciously?’

Human nature was terrifying, and greedy. For a group of people to be driven to kill each other like this, they must have been fighting over some immense benefit.

Just then, Tu Xiao’an’s eyes lit up. ’Could they have found some incredible Heavenly and Earthly Treasures? Are they fighting because they all want it for themselves?’

’Could it be the Dao Fruit?’

It was said that Skeleton Mountain produced a miraculous fruit that allowed whoever ate it to bypass the Celestial Tribulation and directly reach Rank 3.

Although this group was full of Rank 3 War Kings, for whom a Dao Fruit might not be useful, a single Dao Fruit was still worth ten billion.

That astronomical sum alone was enough to drive people mad and make them fight to the bloody end.

Tu Xiao’an was also very curious about the Dao Fruit. He didn’t really believe a fruit so powerful could exist—one that could let you skip the Celestial Tribulation entirely.

But upon closer inspection, Tu Xiao’an realized that wasn’t it. There was no Dao Fruit at the scene, nor any other Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.

It was as if this group was just bored, or perhaps they simply couldn’t stand the sight of each other and wanted to kill them.

Their eyes were bloodshot, and Evil Qi filled the air. Every move was a killing blow, as if they were fighting mortal enemies with whom they shared a blood feud.

Then Tu Xiao’an noticed something else interesting. The people in this group were all dressed identically, with some kind of insignia printed on their chests.

When he got a clear look at the design, Tu Xiao’an was stunned.

They were from the Demon Management Bureau.

Each person wore the special insignia of the Demon Management Bureau, signifying their identity.

Of course, these people weren’t from the Wencheng Demon Management Bureau. They were most likely from X City.

’So that raises another question. If they’re all from the Demon Management Bureau, all part of the same team, why are they trying to kill each other?’

Soon, Tu Xiao’an understood. In the area where the group was fighting, the red mist was exceptionally dense and a delicate pink, like a vast grove of blooming peach blossoms. It was so ethereal it looked as if a single breath could dissolve it into water.

’Holy shit. Their minds have been bewitched by the red mist. They’ve been reduced to killing machines.’

Tu Xiao’an was certain of it. These people were trapped in their own illusions, unable to break free. They saw everyone around them as an enemy, believing that their only chance of survival was to kill.

Sigh. A whole group of War Kings. ’Who gave them the courage to barge into the second layer of Skeleton Mountain’s Red Mist Area?’

The red mist might look dream-like and beautiful, but it concealed a deadly threat. Not only could it cause people to lose their minds, but the spiritual pressure within it was also immense. Anyone with even slightly weaker Soul Power would lose themselves completely.

’Should I save them?’ Tu Xiao’an hesitated for a moment.

’Ah, what the hell. They’re from the Demon Management Bureau, I might as well save them. I can’t just stand by and watch them slaughter one another.’

Tu Xiao’an suddenly shot forward, grabbed a middle-aged man who was in a killing frenzy, and tossed him toward an area where the mist was thinner. 𝑓𝑟ℯℴ𝓂

Only by getting them out of the dense red mist would they have a chance of coming to their senses.

After charging in, Tu Xiao’an started grabbing them one by one and tossing them out like bags of trash. In just a short time, he had thrown twenty-seven people clear.

Every single one of them was a Rank Three Creature, between Level 32 and 33.

A portion of the group had already been killed by their own comrades. They had died tragically, their bodies covered in countless wounds, unable to rest in peace.

Dying like this was far more pitiful and tragic than being killed by a monster.

After tossing them all out, Tu Xiao’an retreated as well, only to find they still hadn’t come to their senses. The moment they got back on their feet, they resumed their bloodshot-eyed slaughter of one another.

In the blink of an eye, three more people were hacked to death in a flurry of wild slashes, blood spraying out like geysers.

’Dammit, all of you, wake the hell up!’

With a mere thought from Tu Xiao’an, his Elemental Ability surged. A pillar of water coiled around his body, then shot straight up into the sky.

The next moment, a torrential downpour began to fall over the Red Mist Area. The rain was so heavy it was as if the Milky Way itself had burst, crashing down from the heavens.

In an instant, they were all drenched to the bone.

The raindrops fell like countless whips, lashing mercilessly at the bewildered War Kings.

It whipped them so hard they began to cry and wail.

Gradually, the bloodshot redness in their eyes began to recede.

「Ten minutes later.」

"Thank you for saving us, sir. My name is Fang Yong, and I’m the captain of the X City Demon Management Bureau."

A disheveled middle-aged man bowed gratefully to Tu Xiao’an. He was at the High Rank War King Level, Level 35.

He was a powerful expert by any measure, yet he had still lost his mind to the mist.

The team members who had come to their senses all understood what had happened. Seeing the bodies of their comrades lying in pools of blood, they were overcome with grief, tears streaming down their faces.

"No need for thanks. It was nothing," Tu Xiao’an replied. He hadn’t expected to be right—these people really were from X City.

’But that makes sense,’ he thought. ’Who from any other city’s Demon Management Bureau would have time to come all the way out here?’

’Only the one from X City would come to Skeleton Mountain looking for the War Relics.’

"There must be more of you on Skeleton Mountain than just this group, right?" Tu Xiao’an asked, looking at Fang Yong.

To be precise, Tu Xiao’an guessed that X City couldn’t have sent such a small team. More importantly, the strongest member here was only Level 35.

There had to be a War God Level expert on the mountain.

"Sir, our Director Qin led us to Skeleton Mountain to search for the War Relics," Fang Yong explained. "He then headed for the third layer, the death zone, and told the rest of us to wait in an open area in the first layer."

’Telling them to wait was the right call,’ Tu Xiao’an thought. ’Their strength doesn’t qualify them for the third layer.’

’They lost their minds just being in the second layer.’

’He was looking out for them, but unfortunately, they didn’t listen.’

Based on Tu Xiao’an’s observations, no one below the War God Level was qualified to even set foot in the second layer. Even though many Martial Cultivators had come to Skeleton Mountain before, they had all stuck to the outer periphery.