That kind of person is like a living legend in the martial arts world, extremely rare.
"No, you're an Awakened. You're not a martial artist!" Scorpion immediately thought of an even more terrifying possibility—the other party wasn't a martial artist, but an even more mysterious Awakened.
Only those Awakened could so easily gain such terrifying power upon awakening. But even so, he had never seen such a frightening Awakened.
The strength of a Dan-holding Grandmaster would be outstanding even among Awakened.
"I'm not an Awakened, nor a martial artist. I'm a cultivator," Ethan Carter said calmly.
To be precise, both Awakened and martial artists are just systems within the broader category of cultivators, but not all cultivators are martial artists or Awakened.
"But you don't need to know any of this, because you're about to die!"
Ethan Carter's words startled Scorpion instantly. He immediately turned to flee. With both hands crippled, most of his combat power was gone. Even at his peak, he wasn't a match for Ethan Carter, let alone now, half-disabled.
A Huajin expert is extremely fast. In just a moment, he had already reached the factory gate. But before he could feel relieved, Ethan Carter was even faster, already upon him from behind.
True Qi surged from Ethan Carter's hand, condensing into a sword of Gang Qi, which he then slashed down.
"Pfft!"
Scorpion was killed with a single slash, collapsing before he even had a chance to escape.
It wasn't until the moment of death that Scorpion realized just how wrong his judgment had been. This wasn't a Dan-holding Grandmaster at all, but a Grandmaster at the Gang Qi level.
There was at least a two-major-realm gap between him and Ethan Carter!
After killing Scorpion, Ethan Carter's expression remained calm. For someone reborn like him, killing was a common thing—just getting rid of a scumbag.
"It should be fine now. Call the police right away and let them handle it!"
Ethan Carter found an old-fashioned cell phone on Scorpion and handed it to Emily Collins.
"If you want to thank me, just don't mention me to the police. With your status, I believe the police won't dare make things difficult for you," Ethan Carter said.
With that, Ethan Carter turned and left the factory.
At Ethan Carter's speed, he quickly reached the foot of the mountain. By now, sirens were blaring at the foot of the mountain, and several police cars were approaching from afar.
From a distance, Ethan Carter saw many police officers heading up the mountain. Once he was sure there was no problem, he quietly left.
At the factory halfway up the mountain, dozens of police officers were searching every corner inside and outside the factory. Some were collecting evidence from the corpse, while others were recording Emily Collins's statement.
Meanwhile, among them, two people in black trench coats stood out.
Although the police were very curious about the identities of these two, they knew better than to ask questions they shouldn't.
The two squatted beside Scorpion's corpse, examining it for a while. One of them, who looked only in his twenties and still had a hint of youthfulness on his face, spoke: "Boss, the body has been confirmed—it's really Scorpion. I can't believe after chasing him for so long, he actually died here!"
Next to him, a chubby man with an ordinary face and a square jaw, weighing over two hundred pounds, stood up and said, "This villain committed countless crimes—he deserved to die. But to be killed so easily, the one who did it is definitely no ordinary person!"
"Boss, was this Scorpion really that formidable?" the young man asked.
The square-faced chubby man replied, "You were just recruited into the bureau and haven't really experienced fieldwork yet, so it's normal you don't know!"
"Let me take this opportunity to explain the current situation to you," the square-faced chubby man continued. "There are all kinds of cultivators, Awakened, and martial artists in the world, each practicing different systems. Now, we've classified them into nine levels, from one to nine. Level one is just the entry threshold for cultivation, a bit stronger than ordinary people. Martial artists who've trained for a few years or Awakened just after awakening are usually level one!"
"Level two cultivators have made some initial progress. Among martial artists, this means they've achieved Ming Jin—ten ordinary people wouldn't be a match. Level three corresponds to An Jin among martial artists, and level four to Hua Jin. Scorpion was a level four expert," the square-faced chubby man said.
"Only level four?" the young man said with some disdain.
The square-faced chubby man shot him a glance and said, "You think level four is weak? The first three levels are just ordinary people—a gun can take them down. But a level four expert is much harder to deal with. If fully armed on the battlefield, one person could take on a special forces squad. Now that spiritual energy is reviving and the world is changing, these martial artists are even tougher than before, their strength multiplied!"
Only then did the young man realize he had underestimated Scorpion. Someone who could take on a special forces squad alone was definitely extremely dangerous.
"Even if I went up against Scorpion, I wouldn't be sure I could take him down—unless our big boss from the provincial department personally stepped in. But since the boss isn't in the city, Scorpion got his chance," the square-faced chubby man said.