Achieving Demon Godhood from Unlocking Talents

「A few minutes later.」

A flying car came speeding over, arriving above the city block where the motorcade had been attacked.

"He’s dead! A Superpower Level expert is actually dead?!"

"Unbelievable! Who the hell was that attacker? Could it be a Rebel?"

"Maybe a warlord. Aren’t the Tan family backing the City Guard Army? This could be retaliation from one of the warlords..."

Panicked, screaming crowds blocked both sides of the road, their hushed whispers lingering in the air.

Dozens of drones swept over the block like black hawks, scattering to search the alleyways in every direction.

In addition, a dozen or so teams of heavily armed, black-clad security from the Jinggang Chamber of Commerce, equipped with riot helmets and body armor, coordinated with patrol teams to conduct a carpet search of the surrounding area.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Barely a dozen minutes had passed.

Yellow caution tape was already cordoning off the motorcade and the shattered business van on the side of the road.

Tan Yue’s body was rolled over. Blood streamed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and his wide-open eyes were a clear sign that he had not died in peace.

Upon seeing this, the arriving patrol team members, the Jinggang Chamber of Commerce security, and the white-coated medics all exchanged grim glances.

"He’s beyond saving. His skull is pulverized. He’s dead through and through."

"Who on earth did this?"

"The initial speculation is that it was likely a peak Exploration Level expert, or even someone at the Transcendence Level."

Amidst the grim speculation, the thrum of an engine drew near.

A flying car landed to one side. As the cabin door opened, a figure slowly stepped out. She wore a cheongsam that accentuated her graceful figure, inspiring endless fantasies.

And yet, no one dared to spare her more than a glance.

Because they all knew she was the adopted daughter of the Tan family’s Patriarch, and also a Superpower Level expert.

"Who did this."

The woman in the cheongsam walked over to Tan Yue’s body. After taking in the scene and remaining silent for several long breaths, she finally asked the question.

Her cold question was laced with suppressed fury.

This was Satellite City No. 4. How dare someone pluck the whiskers of the Tan family’s tiger?

"Well..."

No one could answer. Everyone present had a stiff expression, only able to offer the surveillance footage from the vicinity.

Watching this from a distance.

"This is turning into a huge mess..."

Iron Arrow stuffed his hands into the pockets of his gray baseball jacket, left the coffee shop, and walked to the other side of the street.

Posing as a curious onlooker, he blended into the crowd. Standing outside a clothing store, he watched the scene dozens of meters away and clicked his tongue. "Even that broad Tan Yu showed up. Tan Shanzhong must be furious."

"But seriously, I damn near got screwed over because of you."

"Where the hell did that expert come from? He attacks without a second thought. Is he really at the Transcendence Level?"

Thinking back to the earlier scene, Iron Arrow felt a wave of relief and lingering fear.

A sense of curiosity also rose within him, and he subconsciously glanced in the direction where Lu Chao had disappeared.

’The guy didn’t show his face, but he was definitely targeting the Tan family.’

’An enemy the Tan family provoked?’

’Or a colleague from the Dark Web... one of the top assassins from the leaderboards?’

As he pondered this, Raccoon Cat went eerily silent on the comms.

Iron Arrow didn’t think much of it and just started moving through the crowd, planning to leave the area for good.

"The contract for Tan Yue... it’s been marked as completed."

Raccoon Cat, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, their voice trembling slightly.

Hurrying away, Iron Arrow froze at those words. Then, as if remembering something, he rapidly tapped his comms watch and accessed the Dark Web.

Once an assassination contract is completed, a photo of the result is uploaded, and after verification, the job is formally closed. Correspondingly, the codename of the assassin who took the mission is announced. This serves as both proof of their strength and a deterrent, while also acting as the best possible resume and calling card for an assassin.

Filled with curiosity, Iron Arrow’s gaze scanned the screen.

And soon.

"Deep Sea, Extreme Whale Level..."

When he saw the name of the assassin who had completed the contract, his pupils contracted, and he froze on the spot.

Even Raccoon Cat, still hidden on a high-rise rooftop, was shaken, a tidal wave of shock crashing through their mind.

"It’s actually..."

"It’s Celestial Hunter."

...

「That same day.」

BOOM!!

It was as if a depth charge had detonated in the ocean.

A post titled "[Celestial Hunter Returns]" was pinned to the homepage of the Dark Web’s discussion forums, attracting considerable attention.

"The legend of the Dark Web has actually reappeared... What does everyone think?"

"How else are you supposed to look at it? With your eyes, obviously. That’s [Celestial Hunter]! He completed three S-rank contracts. If he hadn’t been in seclusion for over thirty years, he’d probably still be number one in the entire Earth Star assassin community."

"I’m not so sure. Are the current top three any weaker than him? Number three, [Shadow], has killed two peak Transcendence Level experts. Number two, [Thunder God], once infiltrated the headquarters of the Golden Defense Group and assassinated one of their directors—that was an S-rank contract. As for number one... [Night King]’s record, I don’t think I need to say more, do I?"

"Fair point. Weren’t all those titans from [Celestial Hunter]’s era legendary? And what happened? Most of them were surpassed by the likes of [Thunder God]. They all went into hiding and vanished without a trace. [Celestial Hunter] might have been strong, but thirty years have passed. He’s probably old and washed up."

Some believed in the legend and joined the discussion, showing immense respect and admiration for Celestial Hunter.

Others worshipped strength and believed in the law of the jungle. They felt he was long past his prime; otherwise, why would he choose an ordinary A-rank mission for his return instead of one of the awe-inspiring S-rank contracts?

No one could provide a perfect answer. The number of argumentative threads on the Dark Web grew, attracting the attention of many powerful factions and top assassins.

On the northern ice plains, amidst the swirling snow, someone stood against the biting, knife-like gales. They lowered a satellite comms device, the call disconnected, and looked up at the firmament. Their gaze seemed to pierce the river of stars in the polar night, reaching for the cosmos beyond.