Chapter 103 The Iron Dome

Above the Iron Dome, blazing light burned endlessly.

One after another, cold swords hung in array, these ancient iron implements trembled at this moment, bursting forth with a low hum like that of ancient gods… Humanity had thought that guns and cannons had changed the era, until the awakening of extraordinary abilities proved that cold weapons were the artifacts favored by the gods.

Above Tie Wu's head, the enormous black hole condensed and concentrated, one of the most basic elements constructing the world.

Iron.

No complex construction, no obscure blueprints.

He only needed to lift a finger, and these elements would completely obey. One second they solidified into iron blocks, the next they transformed into pliant iron water, whirling and spinning around him.

There was nothing more straightforward than this power… Tie Wu hadn't even used a relic yet, only borrowed a wisp of divine power, and he already felt the surging, overflowing sense of conquest in his heart.

"Stop playing around."

A very soft voice rang in his mind.

It was Lao Qin's voice. After the domain was fully deployed, his mental power spread to an extremely wide range, as if he had replaced the hanging moon in the sky with his own eyes, overlooking everything here.

The [Lantern] in the old house burned out its last wisp of light.

"The target has already escaped, probably in the underground pipelines of the old city," Lao Qin reminded coldly. "In addition, the Namwan’s titled [Frost River], and the Great Adjudicator of Dongzhou, [Sky-Reaching Tree], are both on their way."

Tie Wu chuckled softly upon hearing this.

"Understood."

He looked at the crude young man in the suit and said with some regret, "It's not easy to find an opponent… I was thinking of having a hearty battle with you. Now it seems there won't be a chance."

The smile on Tie Wu's face vanished instantly.

His face was filled with murderous intent.

Without another word, only the action of a finger slicing downwards extremely quickly.

As if a sudden burst of cold light instantly arrived before Song Ci's chest.

Crow was expressionless, his mental power had long been adjusted to its optimal state, that string of cold light pierced through his chest, directly bombarding the stone wall of the old house, immediately stirring up a continuous wall of scales.

Several sealing objects were arranged in the Lion Lane's old house to deal with emergency situations.

That string of cold light chiseled into the stone wall, emitting hissing white smoke. Only after solidifying could the true entity be seen… it was actually scalding iron water.

And the suit-clad man who had been pierced through, transformed into a phantom and shattered.

Above the long night, crows cried.

Song Ci pushed off the ground to move forward, each step sending him out, his body almost parallel to the ground. He was not moving in a straight line, but chose a rather complex zigzag route to launch an attack.

Tie Wu, sitting on the throne, was expressionless, not caring at all that his casual finger strike had missed.

He pressed his hands on the armrests, from then on without any movement, his gaze closely following that high-speed black phantom.

The "iron ball" suspended above the dome shot out thousands of blades. These blades almost instantly fell from the high altitude, nailing into the ground. Normal people's eyesight simply couldn't capture the process of their descent… yet even with this terrifying speed, they still couldn't catch up with Song Ci's speed of movement.

Countless blades chased after Song Ci, nailing into the earth, densely forming a forest.

This scene looked… not like Tie Wu was trying his best to kill Song Ci, but rather like he was cooperating with him in a performance.

Until.

With a "boom"!

After a series of phantoms flashed by, and the sonic boom shattered, Song Ci instantly arrived in front of Tie Wu, who was sitting on the throne, a fully charged roundhouse kick, his waist and hips fully twisted, with a faint sound of wind breaking in the air.

This time.

The fully charged kick did not hit its target as desired.

Tie Wu raised his arm to defend. At the instant of raising his arm, countless iron pieces flew over and gathered on his side, colliding and clanging against each other, piecing together an arc-shaped iron wall!

With a muffled "thud."

Song Ci's leg trembled slightly. The iron throne suspended in the air was kicked sideways by the enormous force, but it only shifted sideways to dissipate all the force. Tie Wu's expression was not good, faintly pale.

Previously, he was curious… this suit-clad man was fast enough, but was his strength great enough? Now he had the answer.

Very great.

That iron wall was kicked into pieces, the instantaneous sonic boom making his head buzz.

Murderous intent was already surfacing in Tie Wu's eyes.

His own initiative attack, the speed was already very fast, but this guy was even faster…

In a life-and-death struggle, speed is the only way to break through.

He stretched out a hand and grasped a small badge in his windbreaker… The uneven surface of the badge was engraved with circles of vines, and in the very center was a conjoined grape.

He originally looked down on Dadu quite a bit… This backward Dongzhou could not be compared with Zhongzhou. The strength of the transcendents here was simply unbearable to look at, but he had to admit that this man was very tricky.

Although in an all-out battle, he was confident of winning.

But now was not the time for him to fight a protracted battle.

Did he have to use the relic?

Just as he was hesitating, Tie Wu felt a sense of dread in his heart.

From the old house in the distance, filled with dust and smoke, a beam of strong light shot out, shining on him sitting on the iron throne.

In that dust and smoke, stood a woman.

Above her head hung a spirit body formed of swirling smoke, and a vertical eye opened between her eyebrows, the strong light shooting out from here.

[Spirit Eye]!

Standing in front of the old house's door, Liu Yi gritted her teeth, staring intently at Tie Wu suspended in the air.

Her hands were hidden in her sleeves, extremely discreetly holding a bell… That was the [Soul-Locking Bell], which Song Ci had returned to her hands when he handed over the young official.

Liu Yi's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

For her… taking action was an extremely stressful choice. Once she used the [Spirit Eye], she would be exposed. If she didn't capture the Apostle's spirit, or if the [Soul-Locking Bell] failed to activate again.

Then next… what would greet her, might be a rain of iron.

And she didn't have Song Ci's terrifying speed and adaptability.

She had to choose the right moment!

"Hit!"

Liu Yi shouted angrily, a burst of light blooming in her beautiful eyes.

With a "buzz."

Tie Wu only felt something heavy strike his spirit.

The woman on the ground, the small bell in her sleeve, rang softly.

In Tie Wu's mind, this sound was like a great bell.

In an instant, deafening.

The soul leaves the body!

"Whoosh—"

Song Ci didn't have time to cast a grateful glance at Liu Yi. Seeing that the Apostle sitting on the throne had a dazed expression, he knew that the small broken bell had worked!

In the long sky.

Thunder rumbled.

Song Ci almost instantly arrived in front of Tie Wu. He saw very clearly that this man had a dull expression, obviously his spirit hadn't returned, and he couldn't make the slightest defense, so he punched out fiercely.

This punch, aimed at Tie Wu's chest.

He would pierce through the man, and the entire throne, together!

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(There will be another update tonight)