I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

An atmosphere of despair enveloped the four children.

The boy with one white eye clutched the package tightly in his arms, his face deathly pale.

The other two boys were also so frightened that they were trembling all over and could barely stand.

At this critical moment, the tallest boy, despite having abrasions on his face and his calves trembling slightly, was still standing.

But he gritted his teeth, took a step forward, spread his arms, and used his body to block his three companions!

His voice trembled with fear, yet remained unusually firm: "No, don't be afraid! I'll hold them off!"

At this moment, no matter how much of this "friendship" was initially staged, the willingness to step forward in the face of life and death transcends mere performance and transforms into genuine courage.

The boy with the single white eye looked at the trembling figure in front of him, whose back was not wide. A complex light flashed in his normal eye, and he truly changed his opinion of him, the former "bully".

The leader of the fake humans seemed to be enraged by the provocation of this "ant". He let out an even sharper screech, raised his huge bone scythe arm, and with a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, was about to chop down on Li Tietou!
The shadow of death was about to engulf the boy—

Suddenly!
A dark pillar of light, extremely concentrated and containing destructive energy, descended from the sky without warning, like a judgment from the deepest hell!

The attack struck with pinpoint accuracy just before the scythe-wielding arm of the false leader, missing its bone armor by mere millimeters!
"boom!!!"

The earth trembled violently! Debris flew everywhere!
A charred crater several meters in diameter instantly appeared on the ground, its edges still wreathed in wisps of chilling dark energy.

In shock, the false leader abruptly halted his attack and leaped backward in a disheveled manner, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

It raised its head in surprise and anger, its eyes, filled with chaos and malice, fixed on the direction from which the attack came.

Not far away, atop a twisted ancient tree that was tens of meters tall and exceptionally thick, two figures stood silently.

Zhang Yangqing stood with his hands behind his back at the highest point of the treetop. His dark black work jacket fluttered in the mist. His face was calm, and his deep purple eyes were as dark as an ancient well. He looked down indifferently, as if he were looking at a group of insignificant insects.

On a thick branch slightly lower to his side, the chairman was half-squatting, one hand casually resting on his knee, while the fingertips of his other hand were still wreathed in a wisp of shadow energy that had not completely dissipated and was of the same origin as the destructive pillar of light from before.

A faint, mocking, and cold smile played at the corners of his lips, and his eyes, like those of a hawk eyeing its prey, exuded a sense of oppression.

The two stood quietly on the high place, dressed in laborer's clothes that were out of place with their surroundings, yet they exuded a powerful aura that was more terrifying than all the strange fake people below combined.

They didn't speak, but their silent gaze, their condescending posture, their seemingly all-encompassing composure were more suffocating than any roar or threat.

Under the gaze of those two icy eyes, the false leader actually took a step back, letting out an uneasy growl.

It sensed from those two people a terror far deeper and more irresistible than any of their "weirdness."

The four children, survivors of the ordeal, gazed up at the two figures atop the tree, seemingly descended from the heavens, their eyes filled with immense shock and the ecstatic joy of surviving. They knew that these two uncles possessed unfathomable strength, far beyond their own capabilities.

More importantly, these two uncles exuded a reassuring and familiar sense of security, as if with them around, no danger was insurmountable.

At the top of the tree, the chairman slightly turned his head, looked at Zhang Yangqing who was still standing beside him with his hands behind his back, and asked in a low voice, "How do we fight?"

Zhang Yangqing's lips curled into a cold smile as he spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear: "If we don't teach these ignorant fools a lesson, they'll really think we 'extraterrestrial visitors' are just easy prey for them to slaughter."

Upon hearing this, a look of understanding and ruthlessness flashed in the chairman's eyes.

He understood what Zhang Yangqing meant: other Chosen Ones who were not strong enough might fall into the hands of these monsters, which was because they were not skilled enough.

But why would he and Zhang Yangqing be afraid of these things?
"Leave the big one to me." The chairman volunteered. He had always enjoyed challenging the strong and relished the thrill of crushing powerful enemies.

Zhang Yangqing nodded indifferently, which was taken as agreement.

The next moment, the chairman's half-crouched figure swooped down from the treetop like a hunting eagle!

The target was the fake human leader that he had just scared away!
Shadow energy surged around him, transforming into sharp streaks that clashed fiercely with the false leader's hard bone armor and sharp scythe-like arms!

"Boom boom boom!"

A fierce battle erupted instantly! The chairman wielded the Shadow Law with unparalleled skill, sometimes transforming it into a sturdy shield to block heavy blows, and sometimes condensing it into an indestructible blade to launch a counterattack.

The false leader was indeed formidable; his bone armor provided amazing defense, and his scythe whistled sharply as it swung, tearing through space. The eerie mist surrounding him could also interfere with perception.

The two clashed, the roar of colliding energy filling the air, and the surrounding ground was cratered by the aftershocks.

The chairman got into the game and, although he couldn't defeat his opponent quickly, he still gained a firm advantage.

He had already planned in his mind how he would casually show off after dealing with this fake leader, saying things like, "A mere fake leader is nothing special."

However, when he finally found an opportunity, he unleashed a "Shadow Annihilation Finger" that gathered all his strength, piercing through the core of the false leader.

As he watched the massive body crash to the ground and dissipate into black smoke, he turned around triumphantly, ready to receive the admiring gazes of the children and a certain sixth brother, only to see a scene that made his lips twitch.

Not far away, Zhang Yangqing had climbed down from the tall tree at some point and was now sitting leisurely on a relatively clean rock.

In front of him, a small campfire, which seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, was crackling, with several skewers of unknown animal meat sizzling and oozing with a fragrant aroma.
The four children sat around him, each with a skewer in hand, eating with their mouths full of oil and looking completely satisfied.

Zhang Yangqing was even slowly sprinkling something that looked like spices onto the meat skewers!
In other words, while his chairman was fighting hard and going toe-to-toe with the leader of the puppet regime, Zhang Yangqing had not only dealt with all the other puppet soldiers who had come to attack, but had even gone so far as to hunt, start a fire, and have a barbecue in the wild?! (End of this chapter)