“Let’s go.”
Su Jinxiu led the way inside, and the three quickly followed behind.
Upon entering, everyone found the place remarkably spacious. Apart from a massive transparent wall on one side, the interior was largely bare, allowing one to see across it at a glance.
Behind the glass wall were the security personnel's training and resting rooms.
Liu Nanfeng looked up towards the corners. There were surveillance cameras in all four corners, and he wondered where they led.
Liu Nanfeng raised his short sword, preparing to destroy one, when Zhan Dundun waved his hand behind him. Four fist shadows shot towards the four corners, destroying all the cameras.
"Boom~" Just then, a thunderous clap echoed from the sky.
Everyone turned and retreated outside, looking up at the sky. They saw clouds rapidly gathering, lightning flashing and thunder booming, and in an instant, a torrential downpour cascaded down.
It landed on the barrier set up by Su Huamei, causing ripples.
“Huamei, retract the barrier. I think we have new friends arriving,” Liu Nanfeng said.
Su Huamei heard this, waved her hand, and a scroll descended from the sky into her hand. The rain instantly engulfed the entire park. With the heavy rainfall, the world was instantly shrouded in a misty haze.
Zhan Dundun glanced down at his fists and lightly tapped them together.
That day, he had no weapons and endured the opponent with his physical body. Now, with these Qilin Gauntlets, he felt he was ready again.
“Move.”
Liu Nanfeng had a premonition that the dragons were also heading in this direction.
But no matter what, they would fight first.
The group arrived opposite the room, where there was an elevator. It was clear this elevator didn’t go up, but down.
However, the elevator had an electronic lock that required authentication to open.
But for this group, whether the elevator worked or not made little difference.
Zhan Dundun stepped forward and directly pried open the elevator door, weighing several tons, revealing a dark elevator shaft.
“Can you handle it?” Su Jinxiu turned and asked Liu Nanfeng.
She was a bit worried about what Liu Nanfeng might encounter if he went down, as she didn’t know where this elevator led.
“How can a man say no?” Liu Nanfeng said, leading the way and leaping into the elevator shaft.
The other three, concerned for Liu Nanfeng's safety, quickly followed.
In reality, Liu Nanfeng wasn’t acting recklessly. He wasn’t foolish enough to put himself in danger just because of something Su Jinxiu said.
At this moment, his eyes were exceptionally clear, with a distinct black and white contrast, sparkling like glazed tiles, reflecting everything before him.
And in Liu Nanfeng’s eyes, the entire world appeared like a black and white ink painting.
Although the elevator shaft was pitch black, making it impossible to see one’s hand in front of one’s face, it did not affect his vision in the least.
He lightly tapped his toes on a strand of ‘line’ on the ‘painting’ and slid down smoothly along the line, neither hurried nor slow, appearing as if he were riding the wind, graceful and natural.
This made Su Jinxiu and Su Huamei, who were following behind with concern, sigh with relief.
As for Zhan Dundun, he didn’t think much of it. After all, Liu Nanfeng’s sword strike that defeated the enemy that day was still fresh in his memory. In his mind, Liu Nanfeng should be incredibly strong.
Just then, a clatter was heard. It turned out that the people below knew they were coming from above and began firing into the elevator shaft.
Countless bullets were sprayed from below their feet.
Zhan Dundun, still in mid-air, his plump physique surprisingly agile and nimble, lightly touched the shaft wall with his toes and surged to the front. Upside down, he pushed forward with his hands, and a golden halo bloomed from his hands, forming a massive shield that blocked all attacks.
Clearly, the people below also realized that the bullets were useless against them.
At that moment, a huge dark shadow leaped up from below, wielding a massive scythe, and attacked them.
“Wow, what a big mantis.”
It turned out that what leaped up from below was a giant mantis, three meters long. It was entirely milky white, like a mechanical creation, and swung its sharp forelimbs, lunging at them.
Zhan Dundun, being at the very front, naturally met it first.
When he didn't have the gauntlets, he dared to confront the dragons with his bare body. Now that he had the gauntlets, he had no fear of a mere mantis.
His hands collided with the creature’s giant claws, producing a loud clang and creating a gust of wind that rustled everyone’s clothes.
Under the immense impact, the mantis was directly knocked back into the elevator shaft. The elevator stopped at the bottom with a rumble and was directly blown apart. The mantis also exploded, splattering green ichor.
Liu Nanfeng and the others also landed safely on the ground, immediately facing another wave of attacks.
However, this time, it wasn't just bullets. There was also a massive machine nearby, emitting a low hum and projecting a strange magnetic field.
Zhan Dundun, who had just blown up the mantis, was still feeling a surge of adrenaline. But the moment he landed, he felt unwell, his cheeks flushed as if he were drunk.
Following suit, Su Jinxiu summoned a white bone shield to block in front of everyone. The bone shield emanated a glow from nowhere, as if subjected to some invisible attack.
“What is this?” Liu Nanfeng asked, somewhat surprised.
“This is a weapon specifically designed against demons, similar to the sonic waves encountered above. This large-scale weapon is primarily for interfering with the magnetic fields of demons. Demons with slightly weaker strength will have their magnetic fields disrupted, becoming weak and powerless, eventually falling prey to whoever hunts them.”
Liu Nanfeng was somewhat astonished by this. Had technology become so advanced?
But on second thought, it wasn't surprising. If humans didn't have some special means, how could they hold a dominant position in the current world?
The development of technology was often driven by warfare. Since there were formidable enemies like demons, human scientists wouldn't fail to develop weapons against them.
With Su Jinxiu’s help, Zhan Dundun quickly cleared out the surrounding enemies.
Only then did he have the chance to survey the underground research facility.
The place they were currently in was the elevator exit. It was quite vast, forming a circle around the elevator shaft.
Weapons were deployed all around, presumably to fend off enemy incursions.
However, what Liu Nanfeng found somewhat strange was that while these weapons were invincible against ordinary people, they seemed rather weak against them.
As if sensing Liu Nanfeng’s confusion, Su Jinxiu explained, “Actually, the defenses are not weak at all. The weapons are more than enough for ordinary people, and the magnetic field disruptor is very damaging to demons. If it weren't for me, it might have been difficult to say.”
So that was it. It wasn’t that the enemies were weak, but that their allies were too powerful.
It was just that Su Jinxiu had described it too casually, which made Liu Nanfeng mistakenly believe that the enemies were not formidable.
“Let me take over now. After all, being attacked twice in a row, anyone would get a little temper,” Liu Nanfeng said, drawing his short sword.
Zhan Dundun stood by curiously. He hadn't witnessed Liu Nanfeng's true strength the last time he defeated an enemy with a single sword.
Liu Nanfeng held his sword and walked forward slowly, his gaze fixed on the direction of the passage.
Someone was slowly approaching from there.
“Heh heh…”
That unique laughter echoed, causing Su Huamei and Liu Nanfeng’s expressions to shift slightly, as the laughter was very familiar.
Only Su Jinxiu remained calm, as if she had already guessed.
Then, the person slowly revealed their form. It was none other than the supposedly deceased Feng Wuji.
“You use a sword too?”
Seeing Liu Nanfeng holding a short sword, Feng Wuji’s face lit up with joy, but it looked more like he was crying.
Liu Nanfeng raised his long sword and lightly swung it forward, as if merely stretching his arm, with effortless grace.
But Feng Wuji suddenly froze, then looked down at his body. His head suddenly fell from his neck.
Then, his entire body disintegrated, scattering on the ground, a bloody mess.
The Unrivaled Sword Saint. He never needed a second sword to kill.