Chapter 152 A Weak Power

Suiyang City, Mingyuan Headquarters.

Four streams of light collided rapidly in mid-air, then separated, drawing trajectories before intersecting and weaving again.

Flying Instrument Masters at this level, with their protective force fields and Flying Instruments, could fly and遁地 (escape into the earth) like sword immortals in mythology, capable of killing enemies from a thousand miles away, comparable to immortals.

Although achieved through technological means, many people in Yi Nation, which has always revered immortals, naturally gravitated towards this direction.

Zhao Lingzhi and Zhu Chen, despite fighting against Li and Yan, appeared calm and unhurried, not worried about being stopped.

"Li Congyun, Yan Fengzi, how is it that Mingyuan Group's relationship with you is so deep that it can move you two to help? Are your families really going to oppose us?" Zhao Lingzhi projected his voice far and wide.

All Nine-Rank Flying Instrument Masters leading the search teams were connected via a public channel.

"Mingyuan of the past was naturally not enough, but now it is." Yan Fengzi of the Yan family was a solemn-faced, white-browed, white-haired old Daoist, clad in a gray Daoist robe, floating in the low air, calmly controlling his Flying Instrument to confront Zhu Chen.

"What the Daoist Priest says is true, so the two of you should please return. Don't harm the harmony of our Nine Families."

On the other side, a chubby middle-aged man resembling a businessman, smilingly pinched the fat on his chin, his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Harmony? We have no harmony with your Li family. This matter was personally authorized by my Master. If you continue to obstruct us..." Zhao Lingzhi spoke coldly, but before he could finish, he received a new urgent message, and his expression changed drastically.

Reaching their level, their bodies had long been strengthened to the limit, and with the implanted body balance chips, their Qi and blood could not be easily disturbed.

But at this moment...

The enormous change in emotion caused Zhao Lingzhi to almost forget to continue controlling his Flying Instrument to attack, and he abruptly stopped, hovering in the air.

He couldn't believe the message was real and immediately contacted his family and the Security Bureau via long-distance communication.

But the results confirmed the truth of the message he had just received.

The two of them were here as bait, outwardly attracting everyone's attention.

In reality, they had arranged for three Rank Eight cultivators to go and deal with Li Cheng颐 in Yong'an Garden.

One of those three Rank Eight cultivators was Zhao Yanzhen of their Zhao family, a master whose strength was close to his among Rank Eight cultivators.

Most importantly, the Zhao family only had three Rank Eight cultivators in total. Although they were all top-tier in Rank Eight, the number was still a weakness. But now...

Zhao Yanzhen... was dead!?!

How was that possible!?

It wasn't just him who couldn't believe it.

Zhu Chen on the other side also had a change of expression, his whole body feeling cold. Originally, he had a conflict with a branch disciple of the Destiny Garden through his family, and the Zhao family offered many exchange conditions, so he agreed to help.

Now that this had happened, this so-called help instantly became a huge danger.

"Brother Zhi, I have helped as much as I can with this matter. Don't come looking for me in the future!"

He decisively cupped his fists and retreated, leaving a sentence before turning into a gray light and shooting away.

Three Rank Eight cultivators had died in a row. Although two of them were non-family military experts and were weaker, they were still Rank Eight!!

Run! It was best to run first!

This Mingyuan Group was truly evil!

He, who had always believed in gods, Buddhas, and Daoism, faintly felt that he might have to persuade his family to repair their relationship with Mingyuan as soon as possible, to avoid being implicated by the Zhao family.

From the looks of it now, Mingyuan's rise was unstoppable.

"Brother Chen! Brother Chen!!" Zhao Lingzhi realized something was wrong and hurriedly tried to stop him, but after calling out twice, he found that the other party had directly blocked his communication.

His expression was ugly as he looked at the two Rank Eight cultivators from the Li and Yan families who were hovering opposite him, quietly waiting.

"When did our Rank Eight cultivators become like ordinary Flying Instrument Masters in Yi Nation, dying as easily as that!? Every Rank Eight cultivator is a national pillar. Someone is acting recklessly, disregarding the law to kill Rank Eight cultivators! This is destroying national security, especially at this critical juncture of the national search operation!"

Zhao Lingzhi quickly issued a statement.

No one who could reach this position was stupid. He immediately placed the other party on the opposite side of the country and the government.

Using the general trend to pressure people.

"Who knows if the dead Rank Eight cultivators are from our Yi Nation?" Li Congyun of the Li family had also climbed up from the bottom of his family and was equally skilled in these tactics.

"At this time, if they were truly Rank Eight cultivators of our Yi Nation, who would risk the world's disapproval to intercept and kill the head of Destiny Garden who has already integrated into our Yi Nation Association? Is this internal assassination? Internal division?"

"Indeed, Brother Yun is right." Yan Fengzi on the side was not good with words and nodded in agreement.

The group of people spoke in a more ancient style, obviously very old, having lived for who knows how many years.

Zhao Lingzhi felt a blockage in his heart. No one dared to admit that they were behind the assassination.

The key was that during a critical period, three Rank Eight cultivators were gathered to assassinate a young junior. If this had succeeded, there would naturally be nothing to say. In terms of value, how could Destiny Garden compare to three Rank Eight cultivators?

But now, what he found hard to believe was that this matter had actually failed!?

"Lingzhi, come home. Li Cheng颐 has booked a flight to Chaoyu." Suddenly a low male voice directly entered Zhao Lingzhi's ears through the encrypted channel.

His whole body froze. A flight to Chaoyu???!

At their level and with this strength, who would inexplicably take a plane to travel?

The speed of a passenger plane was far inferior to their own flight.

In this situation, the other party was openly booking a flight to Chaoyu. The purpose was naturally far from being as simple as surface revenge.

"He wants to..." Zhao Lingzhi instantly reacted.

Whoosh!

Immediately, he turned around and shot towards Chaoyu, quickly disappearing into the sky.

Below, Yan Fengzi and Li Congyun exchanged glances, sent a few messages to Xindela, and similarly rose into the air, turning into beams of light and flying towards Chaoyu.

This was the time to watch the excitement.

The Zhao family couldn't attack Mingyuan again.

They had implicated the military, causing two deaths, and one of their own Rank Eight cultivators had died. It was said that even all of the Flying Instrument force fields had been completely destroyed.

Such a loss had not occurred in the Zhao family for hundreds of years.

Now, Li Cheng颐 of Mingyuan had an attitude of not being willing to let the matter rest.

This was going to be a good show.

Inside the building.

Xindela's face showed a hint of shock.

He stood up from his seat, his throat bobbing slightly, and looked at Da Xiong, who also had a shocked expression.

"I thought I had overestimated Xiao颐 as much as possible... It seems..."

The stronger Li Cheng颐's strength, the further he might go on the path of the dead end.

Xindela's mood at this time, in addition to shock, was filled with great surprise.

He knew what Rank Eight cultivators represented. That was almost the limit of conventional individual combat power.

Rank Nine cultivators couldn't be easily dispatched, and Rank Eight cultivators were the main pillars.

Generally, Rank Eight cultivators were difficult to kill instantly due to their strong protection, and with their incredible speed, they rarely fell directly.

Everyone was just hitting each other, seeing who ran out of energy first, and who couldn't hold on first.

There was no way it could be like this time, where three died in a one-on-three battle.

"As expected of Brother颐..." Da Xiong's eyes revealed a hint of worship.

Only those who had truly fought and experienced the power of Flying Instrument Masters would know what Rank Eight meant.

An attack at ten times the speed of sound was something that few in this world could withstand.

The异兽 (strange beasts) and monsters she nurtured would only have one result when facing Rank Eight cultivators, no matter how numerous they were - being instantly killed.

"If only I could get a little more of Brother颐's body samples... Maybe I could cultivate..." Da Xiong lowered her head, her eyes flashing with anticipation and desire.

With her异化繁殖 (alienated breeding) Flower Language, the higher the starting point, the stronger the subordinates and monsters she would get. If she used Brother颐's current cells as a sample, she might really be able to create some powerful and terrifying monsters.

Xindela was speechless, walked to the French window, and looked at the fierce battle scene outside where several rooftops had been destroyed.

His Flower Language ability was quietly activated at this moment.

"I've found the next clue from Li'en, about how to retrieve the Book of Distortion. Cheng颐, if you have time after this is over, you can come here." He directly transmitted his voice on the channel.

"Okay." - Li Cheng颐.

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The next day, at seven thirty-five in the morning.

In front of Yong'an Garden, rows of flyers were already parked on the side of the road.

Li Cheng颐, with Li Chongnan, walked out of the gate and towards one of the flyers.

Suddenly a black shadow flashed, blocking his path.

It was Hai Sha (Sea Shark).

Now, he seemed to have made a new breakthrough. His body hadn't changed much, still around two meters tall.

But his eyes gave people an extremely sharp, bright, even dazzling feeling.

"Something wrong?" Li Cheng颐 looked at him with interest, wondering what he was planning to do.

"Slight breakthrough, I can feel my strength is much, much stronger than before." Hai Sha grinned, "So... I want to know, how much of a gap is there between you and me."

His eyes flashed fiercely, obviously the greatly improved strength gave him great confidence.

This guy had rebellious bones behind his head, and betraying Star Lake was as common as eating for him.

Now he had obtained the cultivation method from Li Cheng颐, and got a stronger path and direction, so...

"What? Want to test me?" Li Cheng颐 looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile.

Hai Sha and Chen Jihan were both present, one in the open and one in the dark, but Hai Sha was not controlled by the Flower Language Bead, and didn't know that his practice of the Holy Spirit Art was controlled by Li Cheng颐.

So at this time, after his strength soared, his temperament changed.

"Where, I just want to, discuss the true meaning of killing with you, sir!" Hai Sha said in a low voice, with a distorted smile on his face.

"Heh." Li Cheng颐 raised his chin slightly, and Zhou Xingtong behind him put a large black cloak on him to cover his body.

He had stayed in the Black Sea for a long time, and his body faintly became disliked of light.

Wearing the hood, he only revealed half of his white-skinned chin.

"Give you one minute."

Whoosh!

Before the words fell, Hai Sha had disappeared.

The Star Demon gene was activated, and he instantly appeared behind Li Cheng颐, a huge body more than three meters tall, covered in layers of wisdom swords.

Invisible blades surrounded his body, forming a set of semi-transparent, twisted, reversed blade armor.

Raise hand, slam down.

"Star Demon 同源 (Homologous)!!"

Hai Sha struck with all his strength. Saying it was a test, he of course understood what Li Cheng颐 meant.

That was to face each other and fight with all their strength in one strike.

Testing each other's strength at the fastest speed.

The air screamed harshly under this smash, as if it were afraid of being squeezed and exploded.

Hai Sha's eyes lit up with semi-transparent, invisible light, which was slightly grayish-white, like two candle flames, flickering in his pupils.

This strike had used all his strength at this time.

Compared to when he betrayed Star Lake, he was now no less strong than he was back then with the addition of the Holy Spirit Art, plus the many equipment and weapons supported by Mingyuan. He was bound to succeed with this move!

Boom!!!

In an instant, Hai Sha's arm hit a palm.

A palm that suddenly appeared in front of him at some point.

A huge impact exploded, and Hai Sha roared madly, trying to suppress Li Cheng颐.

But the other party simply raised a hand and easily blocked the blow he had unleashed with all his strength.

"Your power is too weak." Li Cheng颐 reversed his hand and slowly changed his gesture, grasping Hai Sha's forearm.

(End of this chapter)