Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him

Chapter 179 On-site Observation

A bright starry sky, with a full moon hanging high in the sky!

Mo Ling'er's handsome face was gloomy, her long black hair was scattered and fluttering in the night wind, and the hem of her clothes was rustling.

"You bastard, get out here!"

Mo Ling'er's voice boomed like thunder, sweeping across the city.

Below, in the bustling city, crowds surge and traffic flows.

But her voice still carried clearly to every corner within several kilometers below.

The sudden sound caused many people to involuntarily raise their heads to find its source.

"Fine, if you won't come out, I'll beat you until you do!"

With a casual slap, Mo Ling'er punched a huge hole in the building beneath her feet.

The large hole clearly shows a delicate yet enormous handprint from top to bottom.

"what!"

"Help!"

The Japanese people inside were terrified and scattered in all directions, causing the entire building to begin to sway precariously.

Mo Ling'er swayed and moved to another tall building. With a casual wave of her hand, a stream of true energy shot out from the air, like a crescent moon blade, and cut down a tall building in front of her.

The broken building fell from a great height, the enormous impact striking the ground with a deafening roar, sending billows of dust billowing in all directions.

It instantly enveloped the surrounding streets.

The entire area was instantly plunged into panic and fear. The Japanese scattered and fled, and the sounds of car horns, alarms, and screams rose and fell.

"What an amazing woman!"

In the corner, several men dressed in strange robes looked at Mo Ling'er with grave expressions, watching from a distance but not daring to approach. "What's going on?"

At that moment, a man wearing a strange mask and a cloak with animal totem patterns strode over.

"My lord, this woman has appeared out of nowhere. Her martial arts are incredibly high, and we don't know why she's causing such widespread destruction."

"They really don't take my Holy Lotus Sect seriously!"

Enraged, the man drew a crescent-shaped scimitar from behind him and attacked Mo Ling'er with a swift movement.

In the sky, Mo Ling'er was having a great time when suddenly her eyes sharpened, she turned slightly to the side, and her slender right hand instantly condensed into an enormous palm, which pressed straight down.

Upon seeing this, the masked man, who was ascending upwards, instantly unleashed his inner energy, and with a slash of his curved blade, he charged towards the giant hand.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the masked man's sword energy vanished into nothingness, and he was pressed down by the giant handprint as if he had crashed into a wall.

"Baka!"

The massive surge, like swatting a fly, enveloped the masked man.

"The Demonic Body of Desire!"

The man roared, and his body suddenly swelled up, emanating countless whispered desires like a spell.

"Money, power, beauty, food, music, killing, indulgence—"

All thoughts are desires!

The masked man reached out and wiped his mask, a flash of cold light appeared, and with a swing of his long sword, he instantly cut Mo Ling'er's large handprint in two.

They transformed into specks of starlight, scattering across the sky.

"Interesting. They're from the Twelve Heavenly Demons, members of the Holy Lotus Cult!"

Mo Ling'er's figure flashed and she suddenly disappeared from her original spot, then appeared behind the masked man.

The man became wary and swung his knife in a backhand motion, but it shattered and was blocked by Mo Ling'er's palm.

He quickly changed his moves, unleashing a flurry of sword techniques that targeted Mo Ling'er's vital points with every strike.

"I was just venting for a bit, and I might have left, but you actually came to my door."

Mo Ling'er smiled and her hands moved faster and faster.

Later on, the man's swordsmanship became slower than his palm techniques, and he ended up desperately defending himself.

The enormous body gradually began to crack, and the so-called desires and souls were absorbed into Mo Ling'er's body the moment they touched her.

It did not cause any harm.

"Go down there. Once I find the thief, I'll go check out your headquarters. You're always hiding like that, so petty."

After Mo Ling'er finished speaking, the giant handprint transformed again, and her two palms suddenly clapped together rapidly.

The man couldn't dodge in time and was hit directly in the middle.

"ah--"

The shouting stopped abruptly.

Mo Ling'er slapped him, and the masked man, like a fly, wobbled and fell from the sky.

"My lord, the Witch Lord, has graced the Holy Lotus Sect with your presence; I have not yet responded. My apologies!"

Just as the masked man was about to fall to the ground, a figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, reached out and stopped the masked man's fall, gently placing him on the ground.

"The leader of the Holy Lotus Cult? Which one?"

Mo Ling'er glanced at the middle-aged man with a teacher-like demeanor who had appeared, and asked, not surprised.

"It is truly astonishing that the Witch Lord understands my Holy Lotus Sect so well. I, the Venerable One, have lived three lifetimes."

The man who appeared was none other than the leader of the Holy Lotus Sect who had competed with Zhao Rui and others for the Cangwuzi in Dongqi Province that day.

"Playing tricks!"

Mo Ling'er said disdainfully.

"Naturally, I cannot compare to the Witch Master. May I ask what brings the Witch Master here?"

The Three Lives Cult Leader asked curiously.

"Damn it, get these people out of here, or I'll go on a killing spree!"

Just as the two were talking, searchlights, helicopters, and even armed personnel poured out from below.

The Three Lives Cult Leader nodded, but only for a moment.

All personnel below immediately evacuated the area.

"As expected of the Holy Lotus Sect!"

"These are just some tricks to fool the people, and they've made a laughingstock of themselves."

"Help me find someone—"

Mo Ling'er casually described Zhao Rui's appearance.

"This person—"

The Three Lives Cult Leader was slightly taken aback, then his eyes lit up, and he said, "Does the Witch Lord have a grudge against him?"

"Not really, just find it for me."

"no problem."

The leader of the Three Lives Cult readily agreed, and then sent a telepathic message to the nearby followers, instructing them to disperse their forces, contact the government, and search for Zhao Rui's whereabouts as soon as possible.

"However, Lord Witch, this person's martial arts are so advanced that ordinary people probably wouldn't be able to detect him—"

When the leader of the Three Lives Cult said this, he glanced briefly at the shadowy corner of a tall building below, and then quickly looked away in the blink of an eye.

"It's okay, I just want him to know that I'm looking for him. I'm waiting for him to come to me."

Mo Ling'er smiled faintly, confident and composed.

He knew Zhao Rui wouldn't go far.

"In that case, I will certainly do my utmost to help. Since you don't know where you should stay, how about I arrange some fine accommodations for you to rest?"

"Oh? That works too, but I want something unique."

Mo Ling'er raised an eyebrow, still quite interested.

The two quickly descended and landed on the ground.

A long, luxurious limousine slowly pulled up, and the younger brother opened the door for the two of them.

Then the car sped away with the two of them.

Not long after the two left, Zhao Rui emerged from a corner of the wall. His female formless demon form was extremely suitable for concealing her figure.

It would be no problem to deceive ordinary martial artists at the Dharma Aspect Realm.

It's just unknown whether they managed to hide it from the leader of the demonic sect above. After all, the Phantom Envoy is also his subordinate, and he should have some knowledge of these demonic arts.

"It seems the entire country of Japan, from top to bottom, has been infiltrated. I just wonder if it's Tianhuang who's in charge now, or the cult leader?"

Zhao Rui shook his head slightly, then his figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

Now that you're here, make the most of island life.

We don't usually have this opportunity to travel to the island nation.

Especially those classic films from my past life, many of the plots are truly captivating.

"Director, is this alright? I'm afraid I won't have the strength later!"

"It's okay, Qiao Sang will help you. Don't bother with the clothes, it'll be more straightforward that way."

"Hey, Gudyahimas!"

In a room resembling a private residence, a group of men are surrounding a woman, filming certain unspeakable scenes.

Their dedication caused Zhao Rui, who was watching from the sidelines, to twitch slightly on the face.

Damn, it's different from the one in the movie.

As expected, there's post-production involved!

Zhao Rui shook his head slightly, took a step forward, and swaggered out of the room.

Classics, snacks, bars, luxury hotels, even concerts.

Zhao Rui visited all of them.

He even observed the teaching of a teacher who was famous in his previous life.

I thoroughly explored the unique lifestyle of the people of eastern Japan.

Life is still urban life, but the decadent atmosphere is much stronger than before.

Moreover, the situation behind the scenes was even more chaotic than he had imagined. With the Japanese government becoming a puppet of the Holy Lotus Church, naturally no one would try to stop the Church's actions anymore.

Some high-ranking officials recklessly practiced demonic arts, disregarded human life, and stole young girls' virginity; these things became commonplace.

If any member of the public resists because of such things, they will at least be led astray and become servants and puppets.

In severe cases, they might be captured and used as blood samples to cultivate demonic arts, contributing to the growth of the Holy Lotus Sect.

How could a demonic sect possibly talk to you about face, rules, or protecting the country and its people?

The reason why Japan fell to the Japanese so quickly was precisely because their people inherently possessed a wild, insane, selfish, and bloodthirsty nature.

This perfectly aligns with the missionary ideology of the Holy Lotus Church.

Zhao Rui also did not expect that the Eastern Japanese would become like this. On the surface, it still looks normal, but inside it has already changed its body.

"I wonder what's wrong with Zhang Kui!"

Zhao Rui couldn't help but think of Zhang Kui, the senior he had met before; that kid was still alive.

Moreover, he joined the Demonic Sect, and it seems he holds a rather high position.

And Luo Min is one of them.

I just don't know their current state. If they've already fallen into demonic ways—

A sharp glint flashed in Zhao Rui's eyes.

Not long after Zhao Rui left the filming location, a terrifying tremor suddenly swept through the entire East Japan.

The tremor permeated the entire island, causing many buildings to sway from side to side, teetering on the verge of collapse.

Zhao Rui had to take to the air to avoid various objects falling from the height.

This shaking lasted for about ten seconds before it stopped.

Although it didn't cause many buildings to collapse, it still gave Zhao Rui quite a fright.

This place is a complete mess!

Just as Zhao Rui was about to slip away, he suddenly saw a burst of light emanating from the sea not far away, and the sky was ablaze with colorful clouds, as if some rare treasures were emerging from it.

At the same time, a mysterious spiritual power surged with the rise and fall of the mist, emanating a different kind of magical aura.

"This is?"

Zhao Rui's expression froze for a moment, then his figure blurred as he dashed towards the sea.

He had only ever witnessed this kind of spiritual energy fluctuation in a handful of divine weapons, such as the Autumn Water Sky Sword in the hands of the Emei Abbess.

That peculiar fluctuation is absolutely unmistakable.

Before he even reached the beach, a sudden gust of wind swept in from the distant sea.

Where the rosy glow of the sunset shone, a massive, towering wave suddenly surged forth, like a wide wall, rushing towards the shore.

Zhao Rui paused for a moment, then quickly took off into the air, reaching a height of over two hundred meters, and looked out into the distance.

Only then did they see a huge hole appear on the distant sea surface, from which endless gas was spewing out.

It created a massive hurricane, blowing the waves in all directions.

That location was precisely where the fluctuations of the divine weapon originated.

The last time Zhao Rui encountered such a giant wave, he had not yet advanced to the Divine Void Realm and did not even have the ability to fly. He was almost swept away by the wave.

This time, he naturally wouldn't have such worries.

With a swift movement, like a rainbow, it sped towards the center of the sea.

Having witnessed the power of the Witch Lord and gained a deeper understanding of the Void of Return, Zhao Rui knew that there was still much he had not yet come into contact with.

At least in terms of divine weapons, his knowledge is lacking.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rui couldn't help but recall the whisk he had left in Qingcheng.

That whisk was the divine weapon that Cangwuzi used before he became a demon. After he became a demon, he lost it on the ground and Zhao Rui picked it up and took it away.

This thing was obtained through dubious means, so Zhao Rui had never used it.

Meanwhile, in Qingcheng, it was uncertain whether Cangwuzi was on his person or had been lost.

Naturally, they wouldn't ask him directly.

A rainbow pierces the sun, and rosy clouds rise into the sky!

If we remove the towering waves, some reaching twenty or thirty meters high, and the raging winds...

Just looking at the red sun and the sunset, flying among them, one really feels like an immortal.

Zhao Rui's current sword intent transformation technique is incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, he arrived above the massive vortex.

A strong gust of wind surged out from the vortex, causing Zhao Rui's body to sway.

He looked down into the dark, deep cave, which stretched as far as the eye could see.

"Such natural weather couldn't possibly exist on Earth. Its repeated occurrences must be related to the Ruins of Return. Could this be one of the passages?"

Zhao Rui frowned slightly.

There was one thing Zhao Rui never had an answer to: where did the various factions in the Central Plains and the defeated army of Guixu come from?

The old demon of illusion could perhaps be understood as the descent of a divine soul technique rather than his true form.

However, these masters from various sects have clearly come in their true forms.

However, these people all kept quiet about it and naturally would not take the initiative to reveal where they came from.

"You little thief, haha, you really couldn't hold back!"

Just as Zhao Rui was deep in thought, a whooshing sound suddenly came from afar, along with Mo Ling'er's triumphant laughter.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Rui quickly retreated and prepared to escape at any moment.

"Don't be in a hurry, young friend!"

The Three Lives Cult Leader, who had arrived with Mo Ling'er, quickly called out to Zhao Rui, saying loudly, "Young friend, do you know what this vortex is?"

Zhao Rui stopped, shook his head, and said, "I don't know. But I've heard the details!"

"This is the Realm of Void!"

"The Realm of Void?"