Chapter 133: Locating the Military Underground Warehouse

Holding flashlights, the two of them followed the stairs underground.

The passage was so silent that they could hear each other breathing. Even after walking for quite some time, they still had not reached the end. Staring down into the pitch-black depths, Lin Buwan was feeling increasingly tense.

Zhao Hu and Zhao Bao hung their arms limply and lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Zhao Lu standing by the window.

It was precisely because of this that, when the Spirit-Revealing Rhinoceros-Horn Beast appeared, they did not choose to flee immediately.

A-Jiu spotted a carriage dressed in an exceedingly cool style, enclosed only by a single layer of gauze curtains. Secretly praising the designer’s ingenuity, he glanced back toward the sedan chair he had ridden in when he arrived, waiting by the gatekeeper’s quarters. On such a sweltering day, being wrapped in such a thick covering made it seem like a steaming basket; merely looking at it made one feel hot.

Waves of scorching heat continually swept across Mo Bai’s cheeks, making his expression extremely anxious.

After all, even the government troops had managed to defeat Yuan’s army amid the thunder of cannons and the latter’s floodlike assault. There was no reason they could not do the same.

“Later, Ilyena took over the Earth Hundred Project and terminated the artificial-human program. But the Earth Hundred Project was never truly brought to an end. Once humanity begins tampering with its own genetic code, it is like a gambler entering a casino—it becomes very difficult to turn back.”

The Evil God was dead, the Malicious God wounded and captured by Mo Bai, and the Underworld King had escaped. The century-long cycle of war had finally come to an end. Because the Profound Yin Ghost King had altered the celestial timing and stars, the five peerless experts who were far away in another realm had failed to realize that the day of reincarnation had arrived, and so they returned late.

A massive Sion stood at the front. Lucian tried to chip away at him while Jayce fired electromagnetic cannons from the side, but Sion was astonishingly tough and could not be damaged at all.

Mother Luo had no choice but to offer a few more reminders. She also told them not to send Pingfen off, then returned to her room alone.

In his haste, Xiao Mo gathered his inner strength and struck toward the oncoming fist with a thick “Azure Palm.”

Even if a few ordinary mortals possessed extraordinary gifts and could cultivate without a teacher, how could there possibly be thousands of geniuses like that?

Zhou Tianbao and Du Fei were instantly left dumbfounded. They had never imagined that Jing Ye, who appeared so young, could possess such strength. The two hurried after him, pushing aside the thorns as they made their way up the mountain.

At the same time, eighteen Divine Pill Venerables emerged from the darkness, each holding a Hundred-Pattern Sacred Sword.

“Master, physical attacks are useless against vampires. They cannot hurt them. Let me handle this!” The black smoke spiraled through the air and encircled the two of them. A shadow darted rapidly through the smoke, and seven or eight identical vampires burst from the black mist. It was nearly impossible to tell which were real and which were illusions.

By now, he and the other six had already been delayed in Mo Tu for half a year, and their cultivation had suffered considerably as well. Yet they had accomplished nothing and could only wait for this final opportunity.

When the first Blood Shark successfully completed its hunt, it was as though a charge had been sounded. The surface of the water burst open one after another as enormous bloody shadows rose in succession. Each time the spray fell, another life vanished.

Jing Ye lowered his head. Dingdang followed up by asking, “My master said that you and Fairy Ouyang Hua loved one another, yet were fated never to be together. You and the Princess of the He Kingdom were well matched in status, but unfortunately, one loved while the other did not, and you were again fated never to be together. So, was there love in any of this after all?”

Wan Youri staggered backward several steps before dropping onto the cold concrete floor. The fall made his hipbones ache terribly.

“Actually, your master once told me something. He said that among all of us, only you are an immortal. Your senior brother is not, your master is not, and neither am I. At most, we resemble immortals in the length of our lives. What kind of immortal concerns himself only with cultivation and ignores the mortal world?”

Just then, a hundred demon-clan warriors suddenly appeared behind the Tiger King. Moreover, every one of them was at the ninth level of the World Venerable realm.