Otherworldly Affairs Office

Pei Yan slightly retreated to dodge Song Mingyuan's downward leg sweep. As Song Mingyuan's leg hit the ground and he ran out of strength, Pei Yan's left foot pushed off the ground, straightened, and then spun his body around to deliver a powerful sidekick from the inside of his thigh. This taekwondo back kick surpassed Song Mingyuan in angle, strength, and speed by several times.

Song Mingyuan, who was harshly kicked in the chest and staggered backward, hadn't yet reacted when Pei Yan's next attack arrived. Pei Yan reached out, caught hold of his wrist, pulled him back, and followed up with a knee strike to his chest.

But that wasn't the end; the attacks continued. Pei Yan held onto his left wrist, dragged his left elbow along, and twisted it behind Song Mingyuan's back.

"Ah ah!" Although in a spiritual state, the damage from such an attack was even more direct, and Song Mingyuan, whose arm was dislocated, let out a cry of pain.

The pain made him lose his rationality. As soon as the opponent released his arm, he still wasn't finished and prepared to attack again, but Pei Yan had already seen through his attack patterns. As he raised his leg halfway, it was intercepted by a sidekick to his calf.

Song Mingyuan, losing his balance, fell to the ground on his back, clutching his injured leg, unable to get up.

Meanwhile, in reality, Song Mingyuan's forehead was drenched in large beads of sweat dripping continuously, his breath coming in ragged gasps with a contorted expression. Yao Xuefang, witnessing this scene, chuckled softly, "This Pei Yan is quite incredible. Our assistance seems a bit redundant."

"Concentrate and don't let your guard down. We must ensure this merger action is flawless!" Elder Lin cautioned sternly upon hearing her.

In the Spiritual Space, Pei Yan tilted his head, observing Song Mingyuan, who was clutching his shoulder with twitching legs, looking at him with venomous eyes, and slowly walked forward. "Your movements are too exaggerated, and your attack patterns are simplistic and easily exploitable. Besides, what's with raising your legs so high? Fighting is about defeating the enemy, not looking good."

The recent battle had made Song Mingyuan recognize the situation, and he lowered his head with a wry smile, "I admit defeat. Can you tell me how long you've been in the investigation agency?"

Pei Yan didn't respond, but rather went behind Song Mingyuan, squatted down, and before he could react, suddenly grabbed him by the neck.

"I said I admit defeat! What more do you want!" Feeling the murderous intent from behind, Song Mingyuan struggled desperately, but Pei Yan's arms were like iron clamps, tightly locking his neck, leaving no room for retaliation.

"I also said I'm bored of playing, and you might have misunderstood. What I said earlier wasn't to get close to you, but just to humiliate you!"

Pei Yan's cold, emotionless voice reached Song Mingyuan's ears. It was only at that moment he realized how terrifying this seemingly youthful young man was; it was also at that moment that he truly felt the fear of death!

Yet, he was powerless against it. No matter how he resisted and struggled, the opponent's arms continued to squeeze, extinguishing his vitality step by step. Was this what his roommate and that father and son duo experienced on the verge of death?

No, I can't die yet! I don't want to die! I'm only in my twenties, how can I die?

Pei Yan looked blankly at his empty hands. Just as he was about to completely end Song Mingyuan's life, Song Mingyuan's body suddenly vanished before him.

So, did it succeed? Is he already dead?

Just as he was puzzled, his vision went black. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his own body. Seeing Elder Lin's concerned face supporting him, chaotic voices surrounded him, and turning his head, Song Mingyuan lay on the ground, retching with a flushed face.

This guy really is lucky!

"Pei Yan, how do you feel? Pei Yan!"

After acclimatizing to the environment change and hearing Elder Lin's question, Pei Yan shook his head, pushed Elder Lin's support aside, took a few deep breaths, and slowly stood up, closing his eyes to carefully sense the body's changes.

Now, besides the fact that the reservoir of his origin energy had expanded several times, more importantly, next to the source of origin in his chest, a restless, pulsating ball of light had appeared. The two exerted mutual attraction yet did not touch, constantly rotating within him, providing an endless supply of energy.

"Did it succeed?" Elder Lin anxiously asked Pei Yan, who stood in silence for a long time.

Only he and a few in the agency knew the importance of this action.

This attempt was not just a simple enhancement of Pei Yan's abilities; more crucially, it was to test the feasibility of ability merging. Although Gu Shenghui's report was available, the upper echelons needed the success or failure of this action to make a final decision.

The agency didn't have the mysterious fruit that Gu Shenghui had acquired from an unknown source, but they did have the Divine Artifact brought by that revered figure, both having similar effects. As the situation grew tenser domestically and abroad, the upper echelons had gradually lost patience with Shen Yu. Even knowing that using the Divine Artifact might open Pandora's box, the temptation to greatly boost their strength and once and for all eliminate these troublesome, unstable elements seemed worth the risk in their eyes.

While contemplating this matter, Pei Yan gave his answer. He exhaled deeply, opened his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and opened his palm, where arcs of electricity danced continuously.

Everyone in the room, except for the fallen Song Mingyuan, exclaimed in joy seeing the scene, Yu Zhongmin's face turning crimson with excitement. The grand scale of the agency's setup had led him to vaguely speculate. If it was as he imagined, wouldn't his abilities also have the potential to reach a new level?

"That belongs to me! My power!" Song Mingyuan's ill-timed lament broke the cheerful atmosphere, drawing everyone's gaze back to him, another protagonist in this event.

Behind Song Mingyuan, Wenlin squatted down, grasped his wrist, and released internal energy to investigate. Moments later, he shook his head at Elder Lin, "Only a faint flicker of internal energy remains in him. He's finished!"

Hearing the words "he's finished," Song Mingyuan howled in agony. Watching this, Elder Lin looked towards Gu Shenghui and said, "Take Pei Yan back first. We'll handle things here."

"Alright!" Gu Shenghui nodded, nudging Pei Yan's shoulder, and the two of them walked out together. Just as they reached the cell door, Song Mingyuan's roar came from within, "Pei Yan, remember! No matter what, I'm still alive! Alive!"

As Pei Yan reached the doorway, he stopped upon hearing this, turned back, and flipped Song Mingyuan the middle finger, with the investigation agency personnel pressing him back into the chair, then, without sparing him another glance, followed Gu Shenghui into the enigmatic corridor.