The Jing Jin Industrial zone occupied a considerable area, with four factory buildings. However, three of the main gates were shut tight, and only one was open, with several vehicles parked outside.
Beyond that, the park was piled high with materials, all covered securely with tarpaulins.
Furthermore, weeds grew everywhere, giving the impression that the place had been neglected for a long time.
But none of this hindered Liu Nanfeng's actions.
As he twisted his wrist, the park before him warped and flipped. Then, due to gravity, it plummeted from the sky, descending into chaos.
The people inside, initially panicked, then burst out of the factory buildings and floated in the air.
Among them was a familiar face to Liu Nanfeng—Bai Xinghe.
Zhan Guoliang also recognized him; he had met Bai Xinghe once many years ago.
Bai Xinghe's impression on him was that he wasn't particularly strong, but he was adept at numerology, dedicating his life to divining fate and understanding worldly affairs. His excessive focus on destiny, however, led to indecisiveness and vacillation in his actions.
Overall, he had a good impression of him but was surprised to learn he had joined the Tide Society.
"It's you?" Bai Xinghe exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Liu Nanfeng.
He then sighed, "I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly."
Yesterday, when their whereabouts became unknown, he had a bad premonition. He performed a divination for himself but found the heavenly secrets obscured, yielding no results. This, however, made him increasingly uneasy.
He had just been discussing this matter with two apostles of the Tide Society.
The apostles were a unique position within the Tide Society, subordinate to the twelve elders, serving as their disciples. However, their ambition was evident in their self-appellation as apostles, likening themselves to Jesus.
Apostles held authority below the twelve elders, acting as their representatives to oversee the Tide Society's various industries and stationed at major strongholds.
While apostles had no inherent ranking, they did differ in strength. A comprehensive evaluation was held every ten years, after which they were referred to by their ranking based on power.
Furthermore, they did not remain in one location, changing assignments every three years.
The Tide Society had only twelve elders, but countless apostles, their exact number unknown, yet each possessing formidable strength.
Many of them were self-cultivated, but a greater number were external forces that had joined.
Even though three hundred years ago, the Tide Society was routed by Feng Zhirun, forcing them to scatter like dogs, their lineage was ancient and their foundation deep, possessing quite a few valuable assets.
Previously, an apostle was permanently stationed in Jiangcheng. However, after Liu Nanfeng destroyed the research institute, Nan Caicheng had captured him by playing the waiting game. Coupled with the recent turmoil in Jiangcheng,
the Tide Society had dispatched two more to Jiangcheng. Bai Xinghe, as a distinguished guest and consultant, had received them.
Their arrival in Jiangcheng was not only to consolidate Jiangcheng's powers but also due to a mission connected to an item Feng Zhirun had taken from the Tide Society.
This was also the reason why Yang Ruoyun had been attacked.
However, this also indirectly proved the efficacy of Bai Xinghe's divination. Yang Ruoyun's art of borrowing life was inherently capable of masking one's presence, which explained her years of stability. Yet, unexpectedly, he had still managed to deduce her existence.
The two apostles were a trendy young pair, a man and a woman, with the most popular hairstyles of the time. The man was handsome and charming, wearing a devilish smile, while the woman was fashionable and avant-garde, possessing a distinctive and bold personality. If encountered on the street, no one would imagine they were terrifying villains. Since they appeared in the air, the atmosphere had become dense and thick with the scent of blood.
"Who is he?" the male apostle asked Bai Xinghe with curiosity.
The woman, however, cautiously scanned their surroundings. All spatial distortions had vanished, and visually, the space appeared unremarkable. The only anomaly was the utter silence, the absence of any figures, and the complete lack of sound.
Bai Xinghe did not answer the question but instead bowed to Zhan Guoliang, "Commander Zhan, it has been many years. I did not expect our reunion to be under such circumstances."
"Commander Zhan?" Zhan Dundun and Liu Nanfeng looked at Zhan Guoliang beside them with curiosity.
Commander, that seemed to be an official title from the Ming Dynasty.
Zhan Guoliang returned the bow, remarking faintly, "Long time no see."
He then shifted his gaze to Liu Nanfeng. He was not acquainted with Bai Xinghe, and this was not the time for pleasantries.
Seeing his demeanor, Bai Xinghe understood that Liu Nanfeng was the principal figure this time.
His gaze returned to Liu Nanfeng. He stroked his beard, carefully scrutinizing Liu Nanfeng's face. The deeper he looked, the more his brow furrowed, and he was about to perform a calculation with his fingers.
However, Liu Nanfeng was not one to indulge him and, without further ado, reached out and squeezed the void. A massive palm materialized behind the three of them, reaching out to grasp them.
Startled, the three dodged in different directions. The palm missed its target but managed to seize a factory building floating in the air. With a gentle squeeze of his hand, the entire building crumbled into dust, trickling down through the fingers of the giant palm.
This scene not only filled Bai Xinghe and the other two with trepidation but also Zhan Dundun's family.
"Has he always been this strong?" Zhan Guoliang whispered to his son.
Zhan Xiongtian, however, frowned with a look of confusion.
In his perception, Liu Nanfeng was not particularly strong. Yet, the techniques he employed far surpassed his actual strength, which was very peculiar.
In reality, his judgment was not wrong. Liu Nanfeng had initially intended to follow the path of a defensive tank, but his strength was insufficient. No matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up to these great demons who had cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years.
Therefore, he found an alternative path, utilizing his familiarity with the rules of heaven and earth to leverage his own power, unleashing strength far beyond his capabilities, much like Western mages.
"Fire..."
The woman with the red hair erupted in flames, soaring through the air like a fiery bird. She then transformed into a streak of fire, lunging towards Liu Nanfeng, accompanied by lightning flashes. The friction with the air generated the sound of thunderous roars.
"Hmm? Is this the Huodou bloodline?"
Zhan Xiongtian, knowledgeable and experienced, was astonished upon seeing this.
Huodou is a mythical beast that causes fires wherever it passes, and it is always accompanied by lightning. Thus, in legends, it is also considered an attendant of the Thunder God.
Of course, legends are just legends. Liu Nanfeng knew that the so-called mythical beasts were actually primal beasts.
It was clear that although primal beasts were extinct today, their bloodlines had not been severed and had continued to be passed down among humans.
Liu Nanfeng had harbored a suspicion about the Tide Society for a long time: that the so-called Tide Society was actually the descendants of primal beasts or possessed their bloodlines.
And current technology had propelled their research into bloodlines; Gu Gu was a prime example.
This might be the true reason for their persistent enthusiasm in opening the Heavenly Gate to welcome the spiritual energy tide.
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