Although the Sun Moon Federation's military and police forces are technically independent, in reality, the police force is pitifully weak. The Minister of Police for the entire Sun Moon Federation is only at Rank 97.
As for his subordinates, there's not a single elite warrior worth mentioning.
Now look at the military — Limit Douluos are as common as weeds, and places like the War God Temple are full of top-tier experts.
Even when it comes to equipment, the police are far behind the military.
Every military corps has its own soul tool research institute and weapons factory, while all police weapons are issued by the Federation.
In the eyes of the military, the soul tools in the hands of the police are nothing but scrap metal.
In recent years, it's only because of Xia Hong that the Mingdu police have gradually gained visibility in the public eye.
Long Yeyue had experienced Xia Hong's strength firsthand, and she was more wary of Xia Hong than anyone else.
But this time, with Guan Yue added to the team, they had a total of four quasi-gods present — and the Seven Great Devils lurking in the shadows. Unless a true god personally descended, they were virtually fearless.
As Yun Ming's junior, Guan Yue was definitely one of the top-tier among quasi-gods.
The warm and elegant Yue Tian Divine Spear gleamed with a milky white light. Guan Yue didn't underestimate Xia Hong just because she looked young.
He took a half-step forward with his left foot, his four-word battle armor attached. From several hundred meters away, he thrust the Yue Tian Divine Spear into the void.
At the moment the spear pierced forward, the surrounding space slightly distorted, as if in that instant, all scenery vanished into nothingness.
Everything disappeared with that single thrust — all that remained was a gentle spear light, as soft as a breeze brushing past.
All the present Limit Douluos were shocked — this was the power of a quasi-god?
The spear light tore through the air, crossing the several-hundred-meter distance from beneath the royal square's grandstand to its outer perimeter in the blink of an eye.
Yue Tian, Yue Tian — transcending the heavens.
Even Yu Guanzhi had the feeling — the tip of the Yue Tian Divine Spear, as it neared Xia Hong, seemed to infinitely enlarge from a mere point into a giant hammer, with an unstoppable aura.
Seeing Guan Yue go all out, everyone couldn't help but think of someone else.
If Guan Yue was already this strong…
Then how had Leng Yaozhu forced him back just after breaking through to quasi-god?
"Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Skill... So, you're also a member of that traitorous organization. Then capturing you today won't be unjustified." Xia Hong sneered with disdain. "A dangerous individual like you — even if we capture you, detaining you won't be easy. To ensure absolute security, I'll cripple your Mysterious Heaven Skill first, then hand you over to the Federation's court."
As she spoke, Xia Hong made her move. Her fair hand lifted lightly, throwing a casual punch toward the Yue Tian Divine Spear.
She moved like a spirit fox — light and agile. Her punch showed none of the heaven-and-earth laws or intent expected of a Limit Douluo, nor even a soul master's energy fluctuations — it was as casual as a child at play.
Her body ghosted to the side of the Yue Tian Divine Spear. Her punch struck the spot between the shaft and spearhead.
Bang! With a loud thud, the massive force knocked the Yue Tian Divine Spear out of control, sending it flying sideways.
Xia Hong stepped forward, suddenly appearing in front of Guan Yue. In a cold voice, she said, "As Vice Hall Master of the War God Temple, you've colluded with a traitorous organization. Surrender now and come with me to the Federation's court."
"Arrogant! Do you really think you've got me—no… what… what are you doing?" Before Guan Yue could finish his sentence, he realized that Xia Hong had already grabbed his right wrist. She then twisted it behind his back, and with another move, slammed him to the ground.
As Xia Hong seized his wrist, Guan Yue was horrified to discover that he couldn't release any soul power. Even the four-word battle armor he had already equipped was forcibly retracted back into his body.
Before he could react, Xia Hong had already twisted his left hand behind his back as well. A silvery bracelet snapped around both his wrists, locking them in place.
A quasi-god, the Yue Tian Douluo, had been captured — just like that.
Everyone present was stunned. This wasn't a battle between quasi-gods — it looked more like a well-trained human police officer arresting an ordinary criminal.
Forget Limit Douluos — the confrontation wasn't even as thrilling as a fight between two three-ring soul masters.
"She's just like you." In a high-rise building beside Mingdu's royal square, behind a floor-to-ceiling window, Leng Yaozhu watched Xia Hong's smooth and elegant moves. She turned to look at Xia Yi in curiosity. "What's your relationship with her?"
"I'd like to know that myself." Xia Yi's mouth twitched. Gritting his teeth, he muttered, "I'll pin her down later and spank her until she tells me what she's up to."
"She hasn't become a god, but her realm is extremely high. Even I am no match for her. If you've got the guts, you go deal with her," Leng Yaozhu said with a smile.
"Is this how you support your man?" Xia Yi rolled his eyes.
"I'm not putting you down. I admit she's stronger than you right now. But your realm definitely surpasses hers. If you had her power, you could do all that purely by instinct," Leng Yaozhu shook her head. "What I meant by saying you two are alike is — the feeling when you act. That sense of harmony with the Dao, of returning to simplicity and nature — it's the same."
"Right. We sisters feel totally outclassed by you two," Leng Yulai added, watching Xia Hong. "Others might not understand it, but we can see it clearly. Sparring with her would benefit us greatly."
"Once this matter is settled, you can go look for her directly. Tell her I said you can ask her for anything," Xia Yi said, rubbing his chin.
"Will she listen?" Yali asked curiously from the side.
"She probably will," Xia Yi replied with a grin.
"Maybe," Yali nodded. "You two really are very alike. If you told me you weren't related, I wouldn't believe it even if you beat me to death."
She looked at Xia Hong, then turned to Xia Yi beside her. "Compared to most people, both of you have that same soft and gentle beauty."
"Yali, now that you mention it…" Leng Yaozhu and her sisters also studied Xia Yi and Xia Hong more closely, nodding in agreement.
While they were talking, back in the royal square, Xia Hong made her move again. She raised a palm and struck toward the top of Guan Yue's head.
"No!"
"Stop!"
Everyone was shocked by Xia Hong's actions — Guan Yue was completely powerless now.
If that palm landed, he'd either die or be crippled.
Yu Guanzhi and Dong Zi'an immediately tried to stop her. Even though Guan Yue had tried to let the Tang Sect go earlier, he was still one of the military's top combat assets.
If something happened to him, it would be a huge loss to the military.
"You dare!"
Compared to Yu Guanzhi and Dong Zi'an, Long Yeyue, Cao Dezhi, and Zang Xin glared angrily.
"You're still trying to threaten me now? Let's see if I dare or not." Xia Hong sneered. Boom! Her palm slammed down on the top of Guan Yue's head.
"Ahhh—!"
A miserable scream echoed through Mingdu. With one strike from Xia Hong, everyone could feel it — all of Guan Yue's meridians had shattered.
With his meridians gone, the terrifying soul power in his body surged out wildly like a burst water pipe.
His soul power core was like a giant reservoir, and at this rate of leaking, it wouldn't be long before it was completely drained.