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Chapter 628 I was really just passing by

"They're in a standoff, it seems like we don't need to do anything? Should we just walk around them?" Lin Yi said softly, even though no one else could hear their conversation, he still spoke up cautiously out of instinct.

As he spoke, he pointed to the road behind the group of fanatics, saying that if they went that way, they would be close to the observatory.

Mao Feiyang said, "That saves us effort."

He then carried the enormous sword and slowly walked out of the veteran art students' group, then headed towards the side of the fanatic leader.

The veteran art students were merely clashing with the fanatics in terms of will and cognition; they still possessed their own consciousness. Seeing Mao Feiyang walk out like a naive fool, someone shouted in a deep voice, "Hey, you over there, which class are you in? Don't cause trouble!"

Mao Feiyang remained motionless, glanced back at the veteran art student, and said, "Just passing by, nothing special~"

He quickly quickened his pace, a small gesture that added a touch of dog-like arrogance to his image.

"Don't go over there! These fanatics are no ordinary people!!" An art student tried to stop Mao Feiyang.

In the void, a distorted ripple pressed down on Mao Feiyang, like a painted Indian roti being thrown down.

"Stay where you are and stop messing around!" Another veteran art student stepped in, using the space as a canvas to rewrite a cage.

Just then, the cage was blocked by another distorted wave. A fanatical leader tore his painted silk to make way for Mao Feiyang and tried to lure him over.

"Such promising talents, destined for our glorious path of evolution, and you want to ruin them? Heh heh heh... You're overestimating yourselves!"

"How despicable!!" A veteran art student's face darkened, his teeth clenched, his expression filled with hatred.

Suddenly, a veteran art student recognized Mao Feiyang and exclaimed, "Little...Little Mao?! What are you doing, Little Mao?!"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Mao Feiyang couldn't help but turn around and take a look.

The person calling out to him was none other than Yan Jinming!

"Brother Yan?" Mao Feiyang asked.

"Damn it, you still know how to call me Brother Yan?!" Yan Jinming shouted in annoyance, "Brother Xian asked me to give you a ride, but now you've turned to those filthy bastards. How can I face Brother Xian like this?!"

Mao Feiyang wouldn't have bothered with anyone else, but Yan Jinming had indeed taken good care of him, so he said helplessly, "Brother Yan, believe me, I really was just passing by."

Having said that, he plunged into the ranks of the fanatics without looking back.
Yan Jinming stomped his feet in anger, while the fanatical leader chuckled: "Hehehe... Yes, yes, we were just passing by, passing through your area, and now we're coming into our territory... Good, good..."

It looked Mao Feiyang up and down, and had already come up with two options: test it out later, and if the seedling was really good, then it would recruit him to strengthen the team; if the seedling was not good enough, then it would let Mao Feiyang absorb the seedling and strengthen the team itself.

Overall, it was a huge profit.

"Oh dear!" Seeing Mao Feiyang so innocently walking into the lion's den, Yan Jinming, whose attempt to play the victim had failed, couldn't help but sigh.

On the other side, the fanatics had a clear system and their logic was full of wolf pack effect, so they all made way for Mao Feiyang to go to the rear and integrate into the group.

Seeing that the veteran art student had inadvertently provided an assist, making this a win for him without any effort, Mao Feiyang was so happy that he couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth. He quickly walked to the back of the fanatic group and directly approached the corridor leading to the observatory.

When he got close to the entrance of the corridor, he squeezed in without hesitation.

"You can't go there! Wait, what are you trying to do? Wait a minute, stop him!! Quick, stop him!!" A fanatic leader realized something was wrong and quickly spoke up to stop him. At the same time, he broke away from the fanatic formation and rushed towards Mao Feiyang like a cloaked ghost.

At first glance, it looks like a Dementor.

Mao Feiyang grinned slyly, gripping the hilt of the greatsword with both hands, and chuckled softly, "Ready..."

Something's not right, Maozi... Lin Yi had actually sensed something was off from the beginning, but it wasn't until Maozi was about to make a move that he realized where that sense of incongruity came from: "Maozi, didn't you say that this is a collision of will, perception, and layered cognition? This greatsword of yours...?"

"Old Lin, you don't understand! This is called adaptability! Old Lin, as the ancients said: 'The Master did not speak of... strange phenomena, physical strength, and supernatural beings!' Hey—"

Mao Feiyang swung his greatsword and lashed it fiercely at the Dementor-like fanatical leader.

"Ignorance!" The fanatic leader didn't take such a physical attack seriously at all. Its form even showed a kind of ethereal quality, similar to a smiling angel. This time, it was aiming straight for Mao Feiyang's life.

It couldn't bear the humiliation of being made a fool of itself and its companions!

I can't stand it at all!
But in the next moment, Mao Feiyang poured the bucket of paint he was carrying directly onto the giant sword on the canvas. Then he reached out and stroked the giant sword, uttering a low murmur. The next moment, the paint seemed to come alive, directly drawing a series of symbols on the canvas.

At first glance, it looks like an exaggeratedly wide runic greatsword.

When the fanatical leader charged in front of Mao Feiyang, he swung his greatsword, creating a faint golden-green light, and slapped it squarely across the former's face, sending it flying like a badminton shuttlecock!

The fanatical leader was whipped and bounced against the wall, his form going from illusory to real, then becoming somewhat illusory again amidst the dull thud of the impact.

"What?!" Mao Feiyang's actions caused a huge uproar, not only surprising the fanatics but also catching the veteran art students off guard. Yan Jinming was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

He knew Mao Feiyang's true worth.
They were attending a "feast" together yesterday, and today they've knocked the fanatic leader flying?!

Admittedly, the strength of fanatical leaders varies, but the weaker ones are those who got in through seniority and back channels, with thicker skin than a city wall, a lot of experience but zero practical experience, while the strong ones are even stronger than art teachers.

Of course, the latter does not exist in this area.

However, even if it were something less advanced, theoretically it shouldn't be something that Mao Feiyang, a mere art student, could compete with!
"This...is this still the Xiao Mao I know...?" Yan Jinming swallowed hard. If he hadn't just spoken to Mao Feiyang, he definitely wouldn't have recognized him now.

He secretly decided that when Mu Daxian returned, he would definitely tell Mu Daxian about this—Brother Xian, do you know what kind of terrifying little brother you've raised?

"You...? You...?!" On the other side, the fanatic leader shakily got up from the ground, white powder particles kept emanating from his body. If he were a monster, Mao Feiyang's blow would have almost caused his magic to collapse, making it impossible for him to maintain his human form.

It felt that the extraordinary power within it had been shattered by Mao Feiyang, especially the very thing it relied on to become a "leader," which had all been destroyed by Mao Feiyang.

a bit!
It was just a fleeting glance!

A sadness it hadn't felt in a long time welled up in its heart.

It felt destroyed, its Dao heart collapsed—because not only was its cultivation "shattered", but it also sensed the aura of the realm it had been searching for for many years but had never touched from Mao Feiyang's collision just now and from Mao Feiyang's body!

The most devastating thing for a fanatical leader is that after a lifetime of exploration and struggle, he still hasn't reached the other's starting point.

Mao Feiyang didn't care what it was thinking. He dropped the attack and said, "I was really just passing by." He then left the drawing board on the spot and turned to rush into the depths of the corridor.

When the other fanatics tried to catch up with him, all they could hear were his lewd laughter echoing through the corridor.

"He's going to the observatory! Don't let him get away!" another fanatical leader shouted anxiously.

But another fanatical leader immediately refuted it, reassuring, "Don't be impatient... He can't go. Don't forget, even we can't easily open the doors to the observatory." "I firmly believe... he's the one who can enter the observatory! Go after him!" the fanatical leader who had been sent flying said grimly. "He carries... the aura of supreme judgment! Go after him!"

"Holy crap...?!"

A small group of fanatical leaders immediately gave chase, but by the time they reached the corridor, Mao Feiyang had vanished without a trace.

They saw the tightly closed iron gate at the end of the corridor, but couldn't find Mao Feiyang anywhere.

"What about people?"

"Disappear into thin air?"

"How is this possible?" The leaders of the fanatics looked at each other in disbelief.

"Could it be... that he has already gone down?"

"It can't be that fast, can it?"

“Once you touch the realm of the Supreme Judgment, even if only a tiny bit, you cannot judge it by ordinary standards.”

"Then what do we do?"

"How about... we open the door and go in to take a look?"

The group looked at each other, and finally, one of the fanatical leaders gritted his teeth and said, "Such a large, living art student couldn't just disappear into thin air!"

"You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you're dead!"

"Open the door!"

"open!"

These fanatical leaders then planned to join forces to forcibly open the iron gate.

But at that moment, one of the fanatical leaders suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Wait!"

"Don't open it! You absolutely mustn't open it!"

"If you open it... you've fallen into a trap!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over the heads of the leaders, instantly cooling down the already tense atmosphere.

"You mean...?" a fanatical leader asked thoughtfully, "There's something fishy going on?"

People who become leaders are generally not too stupid.

Even if emotions are stirred up at the beginning, as long as one person takes the lead in cooling down, the others can easily calm down as well.

"I just felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it."

Now that you mention it, there really is a problem!

So the fanatical leader scanned the void in the corridor and said with certainty, "That kid is definitely going to the observatory, that's for sure."

"However, he actually had no way to open the iron gate."

"Did you notice that he just placed the easel in the corridor? But did any of you notice the easel?"

"I didn't notice."

"I do not have either!"

"I see!"

"He painted in the void, overwriting reality, and hid himself in the layers, trying to make us think he had entered the observatory, so that he could open the iron gate to check the situation!"

“That’s right, clever thieves always make the victims open the safe themselves. Am I right? The most intelligent fanatic leader was still looking around. He was sure that Lin Yi (Mao Feiyang) was here, hiding in some layer, but he couldn’t find him, so he loudly proclaimed his deduction in order to make Lin Yi show himself.

But the corridor was completely silent, and no response came from the outside.

The fanatical leader confidently declared, "Let's go straight out. Instead of groping around like blind men, let's go out and wait for the rabbit to run into our trap."

"that's right."

The leaders of the fanatical believers nodded in agreement and then left the corridor together.

After everyone had left, Mao Feiyang, dressed in a dark green art student robe, slowly walked out from a dark corner of the corridor.

"I have to say, they are indeed very intelligent," Mao Feiyang sighed. "It's just a pity that their intelligence is limited."

The fanatical leaders correctly guessed some of Mao Feiyang's actions.

For example, he did indeed overwrite the picture of the corridor with his canvas, and since his pollution level was far higher than theirs, they couldn't find him at all.

In fact, Mao Feiyang did intend to trick them into opening the door.

After all, although he had plenty of strength, he wasn't stupidly strong. If he could trick the bull and horse into doing some work, he could save his own strength.

What the fanatical leaders didn't expect was that, regardless of whether they fell for it or not, Mao Feiyang would open the iron gate and enter the observatory.

Lin Yi turned his gaze to the iron gate in front of him. When he used the air waves from the quantum giant clock "Sanctuary" to observe the art building, he easily penetrated the iron gate and saw the stone steps behind it, as well as the observatory at the end of the stone steps.

But now, we still need to put in some effort to open the iron gate first.

"Old Lin, are you here to open the door?" Mao Feiyang asked.

"Using the door's properties?" Lin Yi asked immediately.

"Yes."

"Okay." With Mao Feiyang's approval, Lin Yi did not hesitate to switch into the "vehicle" and take control of Mao Feiyang's body.

Strangely, whether he entered Tian Bufan's body before or Mao Feiyang's body now, he felt a silky smoothness as if he were back in his own body, without any discomfort or resistance.

(End of this chapter)