Bloody Night

  A dinner party within a circle, the attendees were all people with special identities from various embassies, for example, Mr. Zhang. Although they all wore formal embassy name tags, everyone knew what each person did, even if they didn't know who that person was, they had nicknames within the circle. Such dinner parties weren't necessarily initiated by anyone, it's just that recently there have been a lot of things going on and people needed to get together, so word would be sent out and naturally someone would host it.

  This time's topic is for everyone to discuss some not-so-good things that have recently happened in the UK, exchange some vague intelligence, although it's unclear what's true or false, and without ruling out the possibility of being intentionally misled by others. However, we can still roughly grasp some situations, and the specific information will need to be analyzed and clarified by ourselves before submitting it to our superiors.

  To be honest, if anyone can easily obtain intelligence, then what's the point of having these intelligence personnel? Their brains are simply miniature information processing machines, and their ears and eyes are just information collectors. However, according to their respective abilities, there are differences in the level of classification.

  If Mr. Zhang's brain is the most advanced PVIII20G processor on the market today, then 50% of the people present are still at the PIII800M level.

  Mr. Zhang was listening to the surroundings while continuously greeting familiar faces, and still had leisure time to say to Yi Yang: "You are still my subordinates for the time being, so don't mention anything about returning home early that hurts feelings... To be honest, are you interested in joining my team? Compared to the domestic security department, life here is rich and colorful. Hey, Elizabeth, long time no see, how are you? Oh, you look even more beautiful than two weeks ago."

  That charming red-dressed woman smiled at Mr. Zhang, walked over gently, and said in a low voice: "Oh? Two weeks is a long time not to see each other? So if we don't meet for a month, you won't forget me? Hehehe, what's the news? The top is urging tightly, several small teams of British Special Forces have gone missing, and they are secretly mobilizing troops. What do they want to do? Invade the European continent again?"

  Mr. Zhang had a dull and mediocre expression, and said with a series of "heh heh": "Another Hundred Years' War? Oh... Anyway, you're not French, why worry about it? To be honest, maybe it has something to do with the Japanese."

  Elizabeth looked at Mr. Zhang with dissatisfaction: "You are a thorough nationalist, every time you tell me news, it's either about the Japanese or the turmoil in Southeast Asia, or India inventing powerful weapons that can destroy the earth... You're really humorous... Give me some real news, otherwise my vacation this year will be ruined."

  Mr. Zhang grabbed four wine glasses from the tray of a passing waiter with one hand, Elizabeth smiled and stretched out her hand, but Mr. Zhang didn't give them any face and gave Yi Yang and others one cup each, then drank it all in one gulp himself.

  "Elizabeth glared at him: 'Zhang, you really don't have the demeanor of a gentleman... Hmph... News, give me some news, got it? Otherwise, you can forget about getting anything out of me again.'"

  Mr. Zhang looked at her innocently: "I swear, it's related to the Japanese... Their Yamaguchi-gumi, have you heard of it? That's all I know."

  The big-bearded man who had somehow sidled up to them interrupted, saying: "Yes, Elizabeth, the Japanese. They may be making some move, but it doesn't concern us; they don't have the guts to take on all of Europe at once, do they? Oh, Zhang, these three are..."

  His face hung with a smile: "Your subordinate? You've always come and gone alone, this time you actually brought three young people, it's really rare." He smiled and stretched out his hand to Yi Yang, Zhang whispered to warn him: "William, don't look for trouble."

  William chuckled: "Haha, I'm the champion of fighting in this place, come on, young man, let's get intimate."

  Yi Kong didn't move, his voice low as he stretched out his hand. Yi Yang took a slight step back, his eyes fixed on the other's hand. The two hands clasped together tightly, and William let out a loud yelp, but Yi Kong just smiled and released his grip. The surrounding gentlemen and ladies quickly glanced over, saw William hopping around like a monkey, clutching his right hand and humming to himself, and couldn't help but smile in surprise before turning back to their conversations.

  "Those who don't listen to my advice will always end up suffering."

  No longer paying attention to Elizabeth and William, Mr. Zhang led the three of them towards the garden in the back, muttering: "Think about it, huh? Following me is better than going back, you're not saying that your Star Sect told you to come down from the mountain for three years, right? This time, just help your brother out, how about it?... What's the point of going back? It's just being a thug, got it? We've been together for so long, even if we don't have feelings, we still have camaraderie, following me is not wrong..."

  Yi Yang and the other two showed a look of not daring to provoke him. This guy was ruthless when doing things, as if he were a combination of a cobra and a lion, but in his daily life, he was nagging like a monk reciting scriptures.

  A soft murmur ran through the hall, and Mr. Zhang turned his head to see Arthur, dressed in a crisp white tuxedo, walking in with six other young men who were equally elegant, their faces beaming with warm smiles, their formal wear radiant, their shoes shining like mirrors, exuding refinement and courtesy, as if seven princes had entered their own garden.

  A few of the people present from the British system slowly gathered together, discussing among themselves: "What is this guy doing here? He's a crappy duke and not one of us."

  Arthur walked up to Mr. Zhang with a light dance step and bowed slightly: "Hello, I'm Arthur."

  Mr. Zhang chuckled: "Ah, the legendary direct descendant of King Arthur, haha, I'm really lucky to be able to see a real antique."

  Arthur ignored Mr. Zhang's sharp words and turned to Yiyang: "Who is this gentleman? However, what you are called is not important, I came to inform you of a message." He lowered his voice, just enough for the four of them to hear: "We are deeply uneasy about your arrival, so in order to maintain our friendly relations, please leave Britain as soon as possible, okay?"

  A faint aura of sword energy emanated from Arthur's body. Yiyang seemed to absorb all his sword energy like a calm lake, and Arthur slightly changed his expression, making another bow: "The Eastern Ancient Country is indeed mysterious... Please respect our opinions, please leave as soon as possible, otherwise, for the sake of our own safety, we may have to take some extreme measures."

  Mr. Zhang immediately regretted his decision to recruit Yi Yang and the others, although he could get their strong help, but Yi Yang and the others unexpectedly attracted the attention of such a big shot, which was absolutely not a good thing for intelligence personnel. Hmm, forget it, the arms deal has been settled, so let these three little troublemakers return home, in their own country, no matter how much they stir up trouble, it's not his responsibility anyway.

  Mr. Zhang smiled and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, young people don't understand things, doing things a bit... Ha, Duke, you can rest assured, they were originally planning to return home immediately, this, within three days, I will let them go back."

  Arthur smiled, gazed deeply at Yi Yang, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the hall. The six young men saw Arthur turn around, put down their cups, handed them to the people beside them, and slowly walked towards the entrance. The people beside them were intimidated by the dignified atmosphere on their bodies, involuntarily took over the wine glasses, and were now scolding themselves in their hearts for being stupid donkeys, making a fool of themselves in front of so many colleagues, too embarrassing.

  A gentle breeze blew by, and Arthur quickly turned his head to look, only to see that it was Yi Yang and the other two hurrying towards the entrance. Behind them, Mr. Zhang looked puzzled at first, but immediately put on a smile and started chatting with the ladies beside him.

  Arthur narrowed his eyes: "Ahah, want to duel with me? So welcome, huh, fortunately I brought six Knights of the Round Table, otherwise it would be really hard to deal with you three. Where should we choose? The roof of Buckingham Palace? No way, His Majesty will scold me, so, in order to show respect for them, let's go..."

  Before he could even think of a dueling location, Arthur was astonished to find that Yi Yang and the other two didn't pay him any attention and directly walked out the door.

  But just as Mr. Zhang was taking Yi Yang and the others to the banquet, Tian Lei Zi and Shui Zhen Ren were presenting their treasures after a good sleep and a full drink of top-grade brandy. To explain, Yang Lao didn't understand English, but he knew that money is always welcome anywhere. He dove into the deep sea and picked up a large pearl over 5 cm in diameter, then gave it to the bartender and pointed at the fine wines behind the counter, and everything went smoothly from there. The bartender was an honest man, so he brought out all of his best stored wines from the cellar and rushed to the bank to rent a safe deposit box...

  They took out the cross from that treasure box, and a large group of monks gathered around, marveling at it.

  "Look, look, I'm not always wandering around in the mortal world, are you fellow Taoists stuck on this mountain for hundreds or thousands of years? Tsk, tsk, who has ever seen a deity in a temple with such an attitude? Pitiful, and yet someone actually worships him."

  A group of monks who don't know what Catholicism is started making random comments, but after all, they are still quite virtuous. If Yī Chén were present, along with Jié Sī Tè, it's unknown what unpleasant words would be spoken.

  This time, the two thousand three hundred monks who came to England all had nearly completed the first major cycle of the Tianxing Sect, that is, they had completed the 'Shattered Star' realm's power. Among them, the most outstanding ones also had the middle-level power equivalent to the 'Gathering Star' realm. The heads of various sects also came, including the leaders of the Dunjia, Wuxing, Yujian and Xiao Yao Sects. However, the leader of the Xiao Yao Sect was very frank, saying: "In the past, I just watched the excitement, and when help is needed, I'll lend a hand."

  So, the ones in charge are still Tuo Jia, Wu Xing and Yu Jian's three leaders. Tian Lei Zi has a high status and great seniority, but he is too unorthodox and has a bad temper, so the three leaders do not trust him with things, and he himself also knows his own weaknesses, so he does not make any comments, and after drinking enough Huang Tang, he goes to sleep.

  At this moment, Kongtian Lao stopped the comments of the cultivators with a low voice and said: "Everyone, according to the news from Yichenzi, those villains will sneak ashore on a certain deep night in the next few days... Should we strike first or make things clear and compete with them openly one by one?"

  The current leader of the Five Elements Sect, Jin Zhenren of the Metal Element, was a tall and slender figure, resembling a sharp steel knife. After a long moment of contemplation, he nodded slightly and said: "I don't know, do any of you fellow Taoists have any insights?"

  Next to the Yu Jian Zong, that chubby and cute Tianjian old man almost got angry to death. You don't know, so you don't know, pretending to be like this for so long, what are you doing? Intentionally teasing me, an old man? Alright, I'll go back and drink all your hidden wine... Hmph! He opened his big mouth: "This, we cultivators, aren't a military army. I remember 500 years ago, when I saw those secular people waging war, ah, at that time they would set up their formation, then put ambushes behind, and even bury fire thunder and whatnot underground... What a commotion! Ha, let's not be like them..."

  A group of veteran masters chimed in, "What nonsense! Can we compare to those ordinary people?" Although the Old Man of Heavenly Sword was a sect leader, the elders of other sects like Heavenly Thunder Child didn't give him any face. They knew he had a good temper and high cultivation, as long as you didn't burn that majestic beard he took pride in, even if you stripped his clothes off, he wouldn't get angry.

  The old man with the heavenly sword stroked his beard and hummed twice without saying a word.

  That eyebrow clear and eyes bright, as if over ten years young master of the carefree sect shook his hand holding a white jade folding fan, and said warmly: "I don't know, can we seniors let our disciples know some worldly affairs? Why not let these young disciples give us advice... after all, it's been at least over a hundred years since we last went down the mountain, I'm afraid the decisions we make will ultimately harm the common people, which isn't a good thing. It's always better to be cautious and thorough in all things."

  Everyone looked at Mingde, the old Dao of Daodezong. Mingde blinked: "Our disciples are indeed in the mortal world, and you all know that... but they can't rush over now, their powers are limited, unable to..."

  Tian Lei Zi and Shui Zhen Ren had just put the cross into the treasure bag when they heard Ming De's words. Tian Lei Zi slapped his thigh and burst out laughing: "Haha, I know! I still have three nephews here, hum, Yang Zi and the others aren't ordinary people, this old man's, it's just right to call them over to ask." Without asking anyone else's opinion, Tian Lei Zi waved his hand in the air.

  The air slowly flickered with tiny starlight, and strands of silver threads appeared in the air, which was the manifestation of the Star Power's materialization. Tian Lei Zi's hand gently brushed against the silver thread, and circles of silver ripples instantly spread out endlessly in all directions.

  Tian Lei Zi chuckled and said, "This one, as long as it's within a radius of two thousand miles, all the disciples of our sect will receive news... This one, if my Master Brother were to take action, then no matter how far away, as long as his Yuan Shen Ling Yu can reach, he can receive information."

  The surrounding monks nodded in unison, this method of gathering disciples, each sect has its own, but the methods are different. Like the Tianxing Sect, which directly uses the power of nature to transmit messages, a few special sects can also do it, but to be as beautiful and illusory as the Tianxing Sect is a bit difficult.

  Yi Yang and the others were staring at Arthur's back in a daze, Yi Kong still had some idea of rushing up to him for a fight, when suddenly they received a message from Tian Lei Zi, because Tian Lei Zi inadvertently used the most urgent summoning order, they just came in time to say hello to Mr. Zhang and rushed towards the gate.

  Arthur quickened his pace, closely following behind them. He was quite curious - these three young people were very powerful, but what were they in such a hurry to do? According to traditional European knightly etiquette, by driving them out like this, he had already deeply humiliated them. But they didn't seek trouble with him; what were they after? Hmm...

  Arthur had just stepped out of the gate when Yiyang and the other two suddenly felt a slight turbulence in the star force field in the air, and three tiny objects were rushing towards them at high speed. Yiyang quickly analyzed that the destination of these three small objects was Arthur's body, and hastily turned his head to shout: "Dodge!"

  Arthur was stunned for a moment, but seeing Yi Yang's shocked face, he subconsciously shifted to the side, and three large-caliber sniper rifle bullets almost simultaneously penetrated his right chest. The powerful penetration force sent Arthur's body flying backward. Six Knights of the Round Table were greatly shocked, with three staying by Arthur's side, while the other three jumped out quickly, disregarding the shocking scene, and rushed towards the direction where the bullets came from. Blood soon stained his shirt red, and a small pool of blood accumulated on the ground.

  Yi Yang hastily flashed to Arthur's side, looking at Arthur's handsome face quickly turned white, that was caused by excessive blood loss. The three Knights of the Round Table suddenly raised their heads and looked at Yi Yang vigilantly.

  Yi Yang kicked away a Round Table knight with one foot and said loudly in stuttering English, "If you can't save him, let me. Block the people behind, don't let them see, hurry..."

  Three round table knights made the wisest judgment, they trusted Yi Yang without any reason, and the three of them blocked the passage of the hall with a fierce gaze, pulled up the door, then one of them dialed the phone number of Scotland Yard, using special instructions to gather police forces to seal off the surrounding streets.

  Yi Yang's hand shook, and the 'Gan Lin Curse' was released. In the waves of silver light, the silver dew slowly seeped into Arthur's body, quickly clearing the stagnant blood in his lungs and beginning to repair his damaged body. Yi Kong walked up, took out a jade bottle, poured out a dan pill, pinched open the seal on top, and stuffed a small, golden-colored, fragrant life-saving pill into Arthur's mouth. The pill instantly dissolved into liquid and flowed down, and Arthur almost simultaneously let out a heavy breath. The three Knights of the Round Table simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, casting grateful gazes at Yi Yang and his companions.

  I wonder what Arthur would think if he knew that he, who was certain to die, was actually saved by his three junior brothers.

  Arthur opened his eyes slightly and said in a faint voice: "Thank you... You are good people."

  Yi Yang solemnly warned him, "My skills are not enough to restore your fragile blood vessels to normal. Within a month, do not fight with others, within three months, do not engage in intense activities, otherwise, you will not be able to save your life." He was worried about Tian Lei's gathering order and hastily bid farewell. The three of them arrived at an empty street corner and disappeared into the rainbow.

  Arthur took a light breath and ordered, "They are not dangerous, huh, let them move freely." After all, his life was saved by others, and he could save someone who had threatened him just three minutes ago. The breadth of this person's heart can be imagined, and such a person cannot be a bad guy.

  Yi Chen in Manchester received the news, while Feili and others were shocked physically, but didn't know the reason.

  Yi Chen laughed: "The power of the whole body shook, huh? Hehe, don't worry, my letter was received, the army of Chinese cultivators, crossing the sea... came so quickly... Since Tianxing Sect has people participating, other sects will not be absent, it's really lively..."

  Yi Chen sank into thought for a moment, then swiftly wrote a letter and attached it to one of his broken Heaven Piercing Arrows. A streak of emerald light shot towards the south where Tian Lei Zi was located.

  Three silver rainbows just caught up with this green light, and Yi Yang exclaimed in surprise: "Hiss, this is the master's move." According to the Tianxing Sect's own heart method, using the Split Light Pounce Shadow Hand, Yi Yang grabbed the letter, while the green light turned around and flew back towards Yi Chen.

  "Ah, they just happened to be passing by? Hmm, those old men aren't stupid, they know they're not capable, so they want to find some young and experienced people to help them strategize... Hehe, this time China's cultivators are attacking the Chrysanthemum with a thunderous momentum, if they hurt one person, it would be shameful... Should I tell them that Chrysanthemum has its headquarters in Japan? Although I don't know, but as long as Yamaguchi is eliminated, they will have to take action no matter what? Hmm... It's worth considering, but what benefits would I get from completely annihilating the Yamaguchi group?"

  Gao nodded and said, "Boss, why don't we get enough benefits from them first, then we take over their smuggling line, sell it to other gangs, make a big profit, and then let the Chinese monks exterminate the Chrysanthemum, so you can gain merit in the school, and at the same time, avoid us being retaliated against."

  "Good job, Goll, good job! That's it, that's it... Now we've wiped out the Mountain Mouth gang and they won't be able to get a single penny. Once they're almost dead, if they still want to do business on this side, they'll have to rely more heavily on me. Great idea, great idea... Is Mr. Off sleeping? Wake him up, let's go to the bar for a happy hour! Ha, drinking in a bar is much more interesting than in a hotel!"

  Two cargo ships, 90% of whose hulls were hidden underwater, might as well be called submarines. Their speed was astonishing and the small part of their hulls that protruded above water had also been treated with various stealth measures. With strong winds and high waves, it would have been very difficult for ordinary warships to detect them using radar. For example, at this moment, two French naval frigates were passing by three nautical miles away, but despite having their radar operating at full power, they had not detected anything and sent a report of everything being normal back to base before heading towards their own anchorage.

  In the middle of a cargo ship, in a large hall decorated in traditional Japanese style, three old men with gaunt faces listlessly sipped their tea. The one in the middle, with a hunched back, said: "It's really miserable, this kind of weather, and we have to come out to sea from Japan... Hmm, over 70 years ago, I crossed the sea once, and I threw up at that time... Now, people are older, and there aren't many years left to live, but these ungrateful younger generations still insist on dragging us out. Do they want us old folks to leave our corpses abroad before they're satisfied?"

  The old man on the left pouted and muttered, "Kubo-san, we're old friends now, everyone knows that young people these days have lost the military might of the Imperial Japanese Army. They're all about enjoying life, seeking status and wealth, where's the ambition to pursue honor like we did back then?... Hmm, maybe if we really died in England, it would stir up a bit of their warrior pride."

  The old man on the right put down his teacup, and with a quivering hand, picked up a piece of candied winter melon, savoring it for a while before sighing: "I'm getting old, and I've started to like sweet foods... We three from Akehime, used to be experts in eating tiger-skin blowfish, but now we don't have the heart for it anymore. Eat a little, drink a little, and when the time comes, stretch out our legs and let these young whippersnappers handle things. Hmph! The Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain, and Five Elements Alliance actually wants us three old men to be in charge of this operation? Isn't that just trying to exhaust us? My arms and legs aren't what they used to be... But who can blame those young folks for not being up to par?"

  The middle-aged ghost put down his teacup, looked at the thirty-six black-clad ninjas kneeling in the hall, and muttered: "You'd better be clear-headed, we ninjas of various schools are dispensable roles in the eyes of Fenglin Huoshan and Wuxing Alliance. Don't lose the honor of your predecessors... Strive to kill the enemy, work hard, do you know?"

  The old man on the left picked up a handful of sugar-cooked chestnuts and put them in his mouth, mumbling: "This time, our various schools of ninjas have come out with 1,400 people, the Five Elements Alliance has 500 people, but Fenglin Huoshan only has 100 people, yet they occupy the leadership position... Although we three old men are the overall responsible persons, you must be clear that we three have no energy to manage things, and we don't want to manage things either. You should have a clear head, analyze it yourself. Although everyone is a chrysanthemum person, you can't just be cannon fodder for nothing... There are also talented people among you, but talent needs to be shown through hard work and fighting. If you can achieve merits this time, we will go back and speak for you, so that you have a good position within the chrysanthemum."

  Light footsteps approached, a figure flashed in like the wind, and bowed to the three old men at a 90-degree angle, saying loudly: "Leader, we..."

  The ghostly figure lightly snapped its fingers, and the person let out a miserable cry as he flew out like a bullet, heavily crashing into the alloy armor plate outside. Several cracking sounds of broken bones came from his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

  The old man said in a low voice, "How impolite! Young people these days... When we met the leader of the Black Dragon Society back then, although we weren't from the same system, we were still very polite. You young people from the Wind clan need to cultivate your hearts and minds properly. Remember, in China, top-notch masters are always those who can calm down and merge with the Tao. Japanese culture originated from China after all, you need to learn well... Report again, what did you just say?"

  That unlucky wind ninja, despite having seven fractures all over his body, crawled back to the hall on all fours, knelt down respectfully and said loudly: "Leader, we still have four hours before we reach the British coast, please give your orders."

  "Ah? Orders? I don't have any opinions, after all, it's up to you young people. We old folks don't have the energy or spirit to think too much about it, so just do as you please... Takakura, take 20 special jounin and go ashore to see if there are any unusual discoveries by the vanguard troops. If everything is normal, let the Fuuin, Kazekage, and Goketsu brothers from the Five Elements Alliance go clear the landing area. The ninja squads from each school will bring artillery ashore... It's hard work that can't be left to friends, you must learn to be humble and take on the heavy labor of transporting artillery yourselves. The virtues of Great Japan have been lost by you young people..."

  Upon hearing Kuyou's orders, the warriors of Fuurin Kazan almost fainted. This way, if there was an ambush, the first to be unlucky would be Fuurin Kazan and the Gobu Alliance, while the ninjas from other schools were safely carrying military supplies on their invisible ships. Tiring? They were all warriors who had undergone hellish training, so carrying a few hundred kilograms was nothing, let alone carrying some military supplies.

  One of Yamaguchi's trusted men shouted in anger, "You bastards, do as Mr. Onimasa says... Do you want to defy the senior's opinion? You bunch of idiots."

  The Prime Minister agreed to give M an additional brigade, but did not specify the type of troops. M took it upon himself to assemble an armored assault brigade and flew to the military base in a heavily armed helicopter, personally leading the troops towards the southern coast as planned. However, although the armored assault brigade moved quickly, they still had some distance to cover.

  More than three thousand British soldiers and police were hiding near the beach, a lieutenant colonel whispered: "Damn it, who said there was a situation here? We've been here for so long, except for twelve people, we haven't seen any other ghosts... It's another false intelligence from the military affairs bureau, every time we're unlucky, in the end, it's always some poor devil among us who takes the blame."

  This commander said a right sentence, no ghost was seen. However, tens of thousands of wandering souls, thousands of puppet warriors, countless ghost generals, ghost schools and ghost soldiers were within three kilometers in front of him at sea, but unfortunately they were underwater, indeed not seen.

  The Ghost King of Beimang Mountain lay on his pure gold recliner, with a green silk canopy above his head emitting countless faint glows that pushed away the surrounding seawater. He narrowed his eyes contentedly and hummed to himself the most popular tune among the Tang Dynasty nobility before he died. His heart, which had almost turned into stone, still yearned for the majestic spirit of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, when he led thousands of horses and men, galloping across the battlefield. Ah, how nostalgic! The magnificent appearance of Taizong seemed to still be floating in front of his eyes.

  He let out a few self-deprecating chuckles, and the Ghost King muttered to himself: "Having become like this, what's there to think about? It's fine this way, at least I can have endless life... But if I really died, would I get to meet those old brothers of mine? I actually do miss them a bit."

  Felt the deep desolation on the Ghost King's body, the Ghost Army's eyes emitted a dark and mysterious glow, even the sea surface rippled with a hint of green, unfortunately, those British soldiers and police special agents did not notice these unusual phenomena.

  Two disciples of the Moral Sect who were sent out to patrol almost bit their tongues off, and quickly transformed into a gust of wind to hurry back to the mountain valley where the Chinese cultivators gathered to rest, shouting: "Kong Tian Dao Zhang, Kong Tian Dao Zhang, the Northern Mausoleum Ghost Army, they've also arrived."

  Kong Tian Dao Zhang, Huo Zhen Ren and Tian Lei Zi were drinking happily with a wine bottle when they heard the cries of the Taoist sect's disciples. Kong Tian Dao Zhang quickly threw the wine bottle aside, stood up to adjust his clothes, after all, as the leader of a sect, he had to maintain his image. Meanwhile, Tian Lei Zi and Huo Zhen Ren whispered: "Hypocrite, fake moral integrity." As they accelerated their drinking speed to fill their bellies with wine.

  The masters negotiated tensely for a moment, and in less than three minutes, they judged: "The people from Beimang Mountain are here to take advantage of the fire and will not have any impact on us. It's better this way, let those fearless ghost troops go and stir up trouble with the other side."

  Negotiations are underway, and Yi Yang's three men have already arrived with Yi Chen's letter.

  Upon seeing his senior uncle arrive, Tianlei Zi, who had been carefree just a moment before, shuddered all over and quickly dropped the wine bottle. He sprang up like a carp jumping out of water and assumed an air of dignity befitting a junior uncle. "Ah, you've arrived," Hong Sheng said. "Yes, very punctual." Unfortunately, the large wine stain on his chest had already given him away.

  Yi Yang was taken aback, shocked by the large number of cultivators nearby, and they were all acquaintances, all from the Orthodox sects with good relationships. He was about to open his mouth to ask when Tian Lei Zi became impatient: "Ah, little Taoist priest, don't bother us... This time we came to teach a lesson to those deceitful and treacherous cultivators who betrayed their masters. We have over 2,000 people, they probably also have over 2,000 people. We asked you to come here to ask for your opinion on how to fight without alarming others."

  Seeing Yi Yang's confused expression, Tian Lei Zi rushed over and pinched his ear, scolding him: "Ah, I told you to learn more when we went down the mountain. Now you can't even come up with a plan? I'm going to hit this little monkey... Alas, why don't you understand? We need to fight without alarming ordinary people, think of something! What's on your hand?"

  Tian Lei Zi snatched the letter from Yi Yang's hand, and Yi Yang hastily escaped from his "devilish claws", retreating two steps to say: "This is a letter passed down by Master Chen, we met halfway and received it."

  Tian Lei Zi opened the letter and read it aloud.

  "Elder sirs of the Tianxing Sect, and elder sirs of the hundred sects in Zhongtu above, I, Yidun, bow my head. This time, fellow daoists from various schools have come together to deal with the traitors who stole scriptures, betrayed their school, and deceived their masters a thousand years ago. As one who was expelled, I should not show my face, but I am willing to contribute my humble efforts. I hope elder sirs and fellow daoists will forgive me. Since I, Yidun, have received great kindness from my school, and have often received teachings from elder sirs in the past, if I do not offer my own strength, I would be ashamed as a person of the world... Considering that I have spent many days outside and still have some strategies, I specially offer one plan for elder sirs to refer to."

  Tianleizi let out a heavy hum, paused for a moment, and scolded the monk: "Damn it, my family's Yichenzi is just fine, that old man, he's got talent. Not like those bastards who teach their disciples badly, instead of practicing properly, they go out into the world to cause trouble, and in the end, they don't amount to anything."

  Tianlei's words, along with Mingde Lao Dao and Daode Zong's disciples' curses, were all included. The faces of the surrounding cultivators looked strange, but when they saw the eyes of the people from Daode Zong, there was an inexplicable flavor that couldn't be put into words. Although the seniors of Daode Zong and Tianxing Zong didn't clearly explain why Yidun was driven away, whenever Yiyang and his fellow juniors interacted with their peers, weren't they always adding fuel to the fire, criticizing Daode Zong for being in the wrong? In the end, the rumors evolved into Daode Zong being jealous of Yidun's talent, taking advantage of Yidun's small mistakes, using the friendship between Daode Zong and Tianxing Zong to force Yidun away.

  Mingde Old Dao's face turned into a liver color in an instant, fortunately he has no fashionable cardiovascular disease now, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground with a brain hemorrhage.

  Yi Chen's plan was simple: the people of Dun Jia and Wu Xing would set up a large formation, restricting the activity of the five elements within the formation, making it impossible for Japanese ninjas to use their five-element escape techniques and other clever tricks. Then, each sect would use its most powerful magic treasures and flying swords to slaughter them mercilessly. Yi Chen added some inflammatory words: "What's the point of keeping such unscrupulous and treacherous people who have no respect for their masters or ancestors? Their clan is despicable and shameless, with a low character, always resorting to sinister plots and tricks. Why should we, as renowned sects of China, bother to entangle ourselves with them?"

  "At the same time, ordinary people will not approach the coast at night. Even if there are one or two eyewitnesses, according to the worldly habits of this era, what they say will be ignored by others."

  Yi Chen's words made the uncertain senior brothers determined, and the 900 disciples of Yun Jia and Wu Xing Zong immediately set up their formation near the beach, preparing to lay out Wu Xing Zong's 'Five Elements Forbidden Formation'.

  Tianlei touched his chin: "Eh yo, this old man's, there are still many little babies below, what are they doing here in the middle of the night?"

  Ming De, with a fiery temper, gritted his teeth and said: "What does it matter what they're doing there? Your precious disciple nephew already said so, even if they saw something, who would believe them? Why bother about this anymore? The matter is settled, let's just return to the mountain gate."

  Tianlei Zi nodded: "Makes sense, Mingde Lao Dao understood some truth for the first time, unfortunately it was my junior brother who taught you, so it doesn't count as your own skill." Tianlei Zi stroked his belly and swaggered away with three people and seven demons. Mingde stood still on the spot, unable to catch his breath, going neither up nor down. Tianlei Zi's words had left a morally upright Mingde Lao Dao stunned in place.

  The disciples of the Wu Xing Zong were still busy setting up the 'Wu Xing Forbidden Technique', while two special ships carrying 2,000 chrysanthemum subordinates and ninja warriors had already arrived at the outer sea of this beach, only one kilometer away. The mechanized assault brigade led by M was about four hours away from here...

  Those twelve ninja vanguards showed off their prowess, and in the stunned gaze of the British military police, they seemed to glide through the air like large birds for over 300 meters before landing on the beach. The highest-ranking Colonel in the distant command center watched this scene unfold through the real-time battlefield communication system and let out a pained groan, loudly ordering: "Requesting reinforcements, we can't handle these things."

  Among the senior commanders of the army, there were rumors circulating that the government was hiding something and that some strange things existed, which this brigade commander was fortunate enough to verify.

  Kōsō led twenty special jounin to arrive by walking on the water. With a "Gaki" sound, the Golden True Man hovering in mid-air crushed one of his large teeth, and the Water True Man's face also looked extremely ugly. The nearby monks all recognized it as the "Five Elements True Solution" introductory chapter's Water Control Technique.

  Generally speaking, the Wind and Thunder School obtained a part of the evasion technique from the stolen classics, as well as most of the incantations for summoning objects into the body. The Five Elements Alliance obtained a large part of the evasion technique and a small part of the method for summoning objects into the body. As for other schools of ninjas, they obtained one or two or three kinds of five-element evasion techniques, but their main skills were still ordinary martial arts, only with particularly high lethality.

  "Is there anything unusual?"

  Two or three kilometers away, the troops and police have made preparations to launch a surprise attack from their field fortifications, with sniper rifles, mortars and other heavy weapons at the ready.

  Twelve ninja vanguards whispered: "There are some ordinary people ambushing in the rear, but their strength is very weak and has no effect on us. One hundred special ninjas can take them down."

  Kouran nodded: "Well, then let's kill them, and do it quickly." He let out a few strange, shrill whistles that conveyed his wishes, and immediately, one hundred Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain warriors swooped in. It was better than being toyed with by the three old men on the ship - Ghosuke and the others were more worthy of being killed.

  After a brief exchange of opinions, the warriors of the Wind, Forest, Fire and Mountain launched an attack. Their figures merged into the wind, drilled into the mud, or slid into the trees and grass, and a strange wave rushed towards the lined-up military police.

  The general was still considering whether to withdraw his troops, but the Japanese ninja did not give him any room for thought. A beautiful circular moon, a gentle breeze, yet with the chill of winter, the sword light had already cut off the necks of seventeen soldiers.

  The fog of blood began to spread, and these British soldiers were fighting against an enemy they didn't understand at all, nor could they see. The usually astute M had also made a big mistake, she should have reported this intelligence to the royal family instead of reporting it to that incompetent prime minister-led cabinet. However, her power dictated that she was only accountable to the cabinet...

  Yi Chen intentionally or unintentionally ignored the news that the Yamaguchi-gumi, who were not ordinary gang members, were about to arrive. Perhaps being able to see M's miserable state was one of Yi Chen's greatest pleasures. However, his intentional or unintentional ignorance led more than 3,000 military police and special agents into a desperate situation.

  The general watched in despair as his soldiers were being slaughtered like chickens, and he yelled out: "We can't retreat! Order them to launch a full-scale counterattack, pour all the artillery onto the beach... kill as many as we can. That damned fleet, why hasn't it arrived yet? I need naval support, do you understand? Sink their ships and then provide us with heavy firepower!"

  That small British fleet received the information, and their commander was shocked. The warning radar had not detected anything at all! They were based in a French naval port and had been searching for a long time without finding any large ships. Could it be a submarine? However, they had to rush over, hoping that it wouldn't be too late.

  The slaughter is still going on, the ground underfoot is shaking irregularly, and often a sharp long sword pierces through the lower body of some soldier, then quickly retracts back into the ground; there are strange fluctuations in the wind, and wherever these fluctuations pass, soldiers' heads are always cut off; these soldiers don't even dare to approach the big trees, two soldiers have already leaned against the tree and fired wildly, then the sword blade that came out of the tree split their spine completely.

  These soldiers and police were desperate, they started pouring their firepower towards the beach, no matter what, they were still a soldier, or a policeman, or an agent... How could they not eliminate an enemy but be killed by the enemy for nothing?

  The firepower of the thirty large-caliber mortars was still very powerful. In the first salvo, the shells fell densely in the high warehouse and among a group of Five Elements Alliance experts. Feeling something was wrong, they had just transformed and escaped, but the shells exploded, and amidst the wails, black shadows were blown out from the wind and mud. The strength of the human body couldn't compare to explosives after all. More than a hundred Five Elements Alliance experts were blown to smithereens in this one salvo.

  Gao Cang roared: "You people of Fenglin Volcano, what are you doing? Take out those artillerymen first."

  The wind gently swept by, and after passing through the artillerymen, it had turned blood red. The warriors of the raging storm, with hatred in their hearts, let their blades linger on the bodies of the artillerymen for a second. This one-second pause was enough to turn these living people into minced meat, which was then blown away by the wind.

  Kong Tian Dao shook his head: "These rebels, indeed, have not grasped the essence of our Taoist teachings. Once they transform, external forces cannot be rushed, and yet they will be shaken out during the transformation process. Their skills are far from even entering the gate... Could it be that the 'True Explanation of the Five Elements' introductory incantation is so simple that they can't even comprehend it?"

  Jin Zhenren shook his head: "Don't ask me, I also deeply don't understand... Hmm, fellow Taoist friends, the killing and beheading sounds from the north are getting louder, the evil energy is surging to the sky, are we..."

  Tian Lei Zi shook his head: "Don't mind him, don't mind him. Looking at their previous attack, it seems they also have some power to resist. We just need to do our own thing and that's enough... Human life is predetermined by heaven... However, if we let them off like this, I'll be scolded when I return to the mountain... Hmm, Qi Ling, you guys go take a look, those people who used the clumsy five elements escape technique, get rid of all of them for me."

  The seven spirits, also known as the seven beastly essences, silently rolled up a stream of bloody wind and pounced down.

  Xiong Ling's giant palm waved, his big mouth roared, and the two martial artists from Fenglin Huashan were dug out of the ground by him. Then, with a big foot trampling, they turned into minced meat.

  The tiger spirit let out a furious roar, and the air within ten meters of its body suddenly emptied. A mournful howl rose up, and over a dozen warriors who had been merged with the wind tumbled out, clutching their heads and screaming. Fresh blood gushed out from inside their ears.

  The leopard spirit itself merged into the wind, with flashes of black light constantly appearing, as it swung its claws at incredible speed, and corpses with ripped open bellies and entrails spilled out, suddenly appearing in mid-air.

  The wolf spirit took the same approach as the leopard spirit, but he merged with the earth, and a column of blood gushed out eerily from under the ground.

  The eagle spirit is proudly flying in the air, with a series of arrow-shaped lightning bolts shooting down from its claws. Once it hits the ground, it's a dull explosion, and its power is no less than that of a large-caliber howitzer.

  The snake spirit stood stupidly in place, racking his brains thinking: "They've all been killed, so who should I kill?" The cold air outside made him feel a bit sleepy, and his head wasn't very lively either...

  A burst of flames exploded on the snake spirit's body, which was a shocking and terrifying hail of bullets shot at the snake spirit by the soldiers. The snake spirit had not yet reacted when countless bullets were fired at him, causing his whole body to ache with pain...

  Then the seven remaining warriors of Feng Lin Huo Shan slipped past Snake Spirit, and their seven sword auras chopped down on him in unison, sending him flying over a hundred meters.

  The snake spirit was enraged, it was originally a demon that acted on instinct and had not yet formed a complete fruit, how could it know what was good or bad? The beastly heart that was suppressed by the Taoist heart suddenly burst out, and it simply revealed its original form, letting out a loud roar towards the dark sky, then shaking its huge body, rushing towards the beach.

  The Japanese ninja corps had all landed, and since they knew someone was ambushing them from behind, they formed a battle formation, ready to give the enemy a show. However, including Kitaro who had already landed, everyone was very optimistic: "It's just 3,539 ordinary soldiers, 100 special ninjas can take care of them."

  The British troops' concealment methods were really ineffective, and the ninja vanguard often easily discovered them.

  A dense group of ninja troops carrying ammunition boxes, preparing to leave as soon as possible. Having already lost over a hundred good men, they couldn't afford any more losses now. It was a ridiculous situation - their hideout had been blown up by the enemy's artillery, and if word got back to Japan, it would be a laughingstock. But anyway, it was an internal affair of the Five Elements Alliance, and other schools of ninja wouldn't bother with it.

  Then, these ninjas saw the most terrifying nightmare of their lives: a golden-scaled python with a body as thick as five meters in diameter, heaven knows how long it was, staring at them with fierce fire-red eyes, charging towards them with its huge mouth open, and countless droplets of saliva dripping from its enormous fangs.

  Kiyomizu was on the verge of tears, what kind of monster is this? Even if it's a legendary giant snake, it shouldn't be like this, right? He took a deep breath and let out a loud roar: "Escape! This isn't something humans can deal with. Throw away all your guns and escape!"

  The ninjas absolutely obeyed his orders, dropped their arms and ran away. What honor of warriors? Bah, it's already the 21st century, who cares about these things? Leaving one's life to enjoy is the real thing.

  They were just about to deploy the Five Elements Escape Technique, but the disciples of the Xuanwu Sect and the Wuxing Sect had already activated the 'Five Elements Forbidden Technique', causing the wind to stop turning, water to stop flowing, plants and trees to stand still, and rocks to freeze in place. Within a radius of ten miles, all five-element techniques lost their effect.

  Kiyomizu's mouth slowly opened wide, he was indeed an old and seasoned guy. He recalled some records from the confidential files he had read before, a legend that had been passed down for thousands of years: "In a certain sect in China, there is a mysterious and terrifying technique that can cut off all connections with the outside world's five elements. If you encounter them, use your hard-earned physical abilities to escape... Losing to them is not a shameful thing, humans cannot compete with gods."

  The snake spirit charged closer, opening its mouth wide and taking a deep breath in, sucking in over a hundred ninjas who let out miserable cries as they were swallowed whole. A massive bolt of lightning then struck down, accompanied by a furious roar: "Snake Spirit, you stinky brat dare to eat people? Watch as I teach you a lesson!" The snake spirit hastily spat out the people from its mouth, but its evil energy had not dissipated yet - it opened its mouth again and fired off a green glowing orb.

  The oni burst forth, letting out a mournful cry: "Warriors, flee! Great god, protect these warriors who have devoted themselves to the Emperor... Protect them... Heaven... This is retribution..." He drew a treasured sword that emitted a brilliant light, striking down at the ball of light spat out by the serpent spirit.

  The light sphere enveloped the oni's lair, including the people and swords inside. The oni was melted away, and the light sphere transformed into countless droplets of saliva that fell to the ground. All the ninjas who were splashed by it slowly had their skin, muscles, and bones rot away, rolling around on the ground in a miserable scream. That was actually the snake spirit's stomach acid mixed with some demonic energy spraying out...

  Tianleizi suddenly released a bolt of lightning and said in a stern tone: "How dare you still eat humans? Don't you fear that the heavens will destroy your thousand years of cultivation? You beast, truly an unteachable beast. If it weren't for the fact that I saw you helping me steal and roast big yellow dogs to eat when I first came up the mountain, I wouldn't bother with you..."

  Yi Yang and the other two stared at Tian Lei Zi in shock, Tian Lei Zi knew he had misspoken, his face turned red, and with a wave of his hand, a myriad of silver lights shot out, charging forward...

  Tianlei Zi led the way down, and the other cultivators didn't stay behind either. One by one, they swung out their proud flying swords and treasures, smashing them down in a sky-covering, earth-shaking manner.

  Kao Chuan led a small group of his own ninja, and at the same time as Kui Zhong's shout, they desperately fled. Although they couldn't use the Five Elements Escape Technique, their light body skills honed in the deep mountains and old forests were still there, and they darted out like arrows... A dozen or so cultivators saw this small group of over a hundred fleeing ninja, but they thought about it and softened their hearts, letting them go.

  Ming De Lao Dao finally found an opportunity to vent his anger, and before Tian Lei Zi's silver light hit the ninjas, he raised his hand and cast out the 'Heavenly Fire Nine Dragon Shield', a white jade wine cup-like object with nine golden dragons coiling inside, emitting boundless radiant light and endless fierce flames that covered the sky and earth.

  "Ah, Mingde old mixed hair, you turtle son of a...!" The countless silver lights converged and his entire body transformed into a rainbow-colored light that flew out at an angle. The other cultivators who had rushed out earlier were also unable to dodge in time and similarly transformed into rainbows, fleeing in all directions. The "Nine Dragon Canopy" radiated boundless might, and when it was still over 200 meters above the ground, a massive fire pillar, several dozen meters thick and over a hundred meters long, shot out with a loud whoosh, as if heavenly flames were bursting forth, striking the beach with tremendous force.

  A massive fireball mixed with countless gravel soared into the sky, those unlucky ninjas were torn to shreds by the infinitely powerful explosion, and they were on the verge of total annihilation.

  A hundred feet of beach suddenly collapsed, a hundred-foot thick water column mixed with ten thousand evil fires and green light shot up to the sky, colliding head-on with the fire pillar emitted by the 'Nine Dragon Screen'. The Nine Underworld Aura contained within made Mingde Old Dao tremble, his whole body shaking. The 'Nine Dragon Screen' almost lost control. He exclaimed: "Bei Mang Ghost King, you old ghost actually took action personally."

  A burst of eerie laughter echoed, and about a thousand or so intact ninjas fell into the hands of the ghost army. In an instant, all their yuan yang energy was sucked away, and their souls were tightly locked in their bodies. A dark wind swept around randomly for a while, carrying these corpses cheering towards the east.

  Tianlei suddenly roared: "Old ghost, you can abduct these people, but put down those ordinary civilians."

  More than 500 British soldiers and police who were still left behind were swept away by the sinister wind, and Kong Tian Lao Dao, Jin Zhen Ren, Xiao Yao Zong Zhu, and Tian Jian Lao Ren joined forces to grab back less than a hundred people from thin air, while the others were turned into corpses before being taken away.

  A huge ghost head appeared in the void, opening its mouth and laughing loudly: "Hahaha, I've cleaned up the entrance for you, it's only right to collect a little reward... Gentlemen Taoist friends, traveling thousands of miles, working hard... Old Ghost has shown courtesy." The green light converged, and the ghostly aura disappeared without a trace. The ghost army had long since gone far away, over a hundred miles outside. That unfortunate British fleet happened to run into them, and the Ghost King didn't hesitate to capture all the soldiers on board, leaving behind those empty warships, which became real ghost ships.

  Mingde Old Dao suffered a not-so-big loss at the hands of Gui Wang, his anger burning fiercely. With a glare from his divine eyes, he happened to catch sight of those two special speedboats trying to make a quick escape. With a flick of his hand, the "Nine Dragon Canopy" was unleashed with full force, sending out a massive fire pillar over 100 meters in diameter, creating a deafening roar that brought forth a wave of scorching heat, charging downwards.

  A small mushroom cloud rose up, and two ships along with hundreds of sailors on board were all reduced to dust.

  Tianlei Zi suddenly approached Mingde Dao Ren and said in a neutral tone: "What a majestic aura, what a killing intent..."

  Ming De Lao Dao snorted and proudly raised his head.

  Tianlei Zi laughed strangely and said: "Ah, it's just that when I saw the old ghost, there wasn't such a big show of force."

  Ming De sprang up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "What did you say?"

  Tianlei Zi rushed up and stared with wide eyes: "I'm telling you, be afraid of that old ghost."

  Ming De roared in anger: "Am I afraid of him?"

  Tianlei Zi said with a swagger, like a street thug: "I told you you're afraid of him. You were the first to be intimidated, weren't you? Aren't you afraid of him?"

  Ming De's whole body was trembling with fear, and he jumped up and cursed: "I'm afraid of him."

  "Thunder Child roared: 'I knew you were afraid of him.'"

  Ming De also didn't care about his identity anymore and shouted: "Am I afraid of him?"

  "Son of a bitch, I told you that you're afraid of him. Otherwise, use this 'Nine Snake Cage' to burn the Nine Underworld Palace."

  Ming De's throat made a gurgling sound: "I don't dare?"

  Before Kong Tian and the others could react, Tian Lei Zi had already bellowed: "You dare? You dare to go, you stinky brat, not afraid of death, dare to go?"

  Ming De Lao Dao let out a loud roar, and did not retract the 'Nine Dragon Shield', using nine fire dragons to protect his body. A streak of clear light shot up, and he vanished from sight.

  "Huh? That's strange. He really went to find trouble with the old ghost? Then isn't he in for a loss?"

  Xiaoyao Zongzhu smiled with his eyes narrowed, while the several leaders of Kongtian Dao didn't know what to do and were too lazy to deal with the aftermath. They hastily asked if there were any disciples of the Menren Sect present, scolded Tianlei Zi severely, and all the cultivators chased after Huixu. As for Yiyang and the other two, they shook their heads, feeling helpless about that treasured Shifu, let out a sigh, and returned to London.

  Qī Líng was stunned and followed the large group of people flying for a while before reacting, "Yīng Líng cried out: 'Old Snake, what are you doing? You're still so big, be careful not to be seen by the people on the ground.'"

  The snake spirit spat out a dozen or so meters of snake letter, shouted a few times, and transformed back into human form.

  On the devastated beach, only a crater with a diameter of 500 meters was left, and then the beach that had been blown out of countless craters. More than 80 British soldiers who escaped from death looked at the corpses of their companions all over the ground and burst into hysterical laughter: "Haha, devil? Hehe, God... Oh, I saw God, he's dancing with Satan... Haha, God isn't wearing clothes... Satan is a **... Hehe..." They had long been frightened out of their wits.

  Gao Cang led his subordinates on a frantic sprint, suddenly feeling a lightness in his body as the power of the Five Elements returned to him. He let out a roar: "Great God, I will definitely take revenge! It's those Japanese people, it's those Japanese people..." He led his subordinates in transforming into wind and directly fled towards London.

  M, with the reinforcements of the armored assault brigade, heard from afar the last explosion and saw the soaring flames. For the first time, M had an overwhelming urge to cry out loud, she choked back a sob and shouted: "Soldiers, hurry up! Your comrades are in danger!"

  The soldiers with red eyes vented their anger on their own vehicles, and the accelerator was pressed to the bottom.

  The colonel, with a few deputy officers, greeted them with a strange smile. The colonel laughed and said: "Haha, you're here... Haha... They're all dead... Haha, we were originally supposed to intercept a batch of supermen, haha, why didn't you tell me earlier? My soldiers, my comrades, they're all finished..."

  He walked up and gently stroked his shoulder: "Sorry, Colonel, sorry. I finally managed to get reinforcements..."

  The colonel pulled out his pistol and waved it wildly: "Damn it, tell those big shots in the Ministry of National Defense, and that bunch of idiots in Military Intelligence, tell them, damn it, they killed my men, they killed my men, do you know? What we were sent to intercept wasn't human, not a single one was human, they were all monsters, all monsters..." The colonel shot his own head off with one bullet.

  M finally couldn't hold back, and burst into tears: "God, forgive me, I've tried my best, I've really tried... God... why is it like this? What have they been through? Why?"

  Manchester, with a clear and dusty feeling, felt the energy tremors emitted when a large amount of true yuan force was rotating. He thought it was a bit strange: "What? Not sightseeing in Britain at all, just leaving like this? Strange... Come on, cheers, haha, cheers! Tonight is a happy night... Boss, I'll cover all the drinks tonight, everyone can drink freely, life is beautiful, long live life!"

  The people present did not refuse, and they all raised their glasses in response: "Long live life, sir, wishing you happiness."

  Yi Chen swept over Feili, heavily kissing her... Ao Fu had drunk too much, excitedly jumped onto the bar table, started doing Irish tap dance, and let out a majestic wolf howl. The whole bar was in an uproar.

  Mount Emei, the back mountain of Tianxing Sect. The Tianxinzi who was in seclusion and contemplating the "Fantasy Star" realm recorded in the Star Classics suddenly felt a surge of emotions and quickly scanned his surroundings with his divine sense. He couldn't help but sigh repeatedly: "Wuliang Heavenly Lord, my junior brother, you've gone so far away, why must you provoke Mingde's kindness? If I didn't go, that old ghost would have blown up in anger, and Mingde would have suffered greatly..."

  A brilliant rainbow rose from the back mountain, scattered across the sky with a rain of light, illuminating the mountains and forests within a hundred miles, flashed twice, and disappeared into the western horizon.

  The two faces of Tian Lei's son were pale, and his mouth was filled with endless grievances: "Heavens, heavens, even the master's uncle has left, this time we're doomed to be punished, Master, you're killing us..."

  Two small wild beasts, unaware of the bitterness in the two people's hearts, happily rolled out from the thicket, playfully fighting and pouncing on each other.