A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Lu Jian's face paled under the combined pressure of the four auras, but he forced himself to stand upright, his jaw clenched so tightly that he forced out a cold laugh through gritted teeth:

"Hmph... So what if it's a Dharma form?"

He took a deep breath, as if to steady himself, a hint of self-satisfied arrogance flashing in his eyes:

"There are also differences between different Dharma forms!"

Before the words were finished—

"boom!!!"

A Dharma image suddenly rose from the ground!

The Dharma Image was dressed in a Taoist robe, carrying a long sword on his back. His face was serene and his body exuded a pure Yang sword intent that was upright and peaceful.

It was none other than Lü Dongbin, the Pure Yang Patriarch!

The Dharma Image formed a sword incantation with its hands, its voice booming, carrying an air of detachment that seemed to sever all worldly ties.

"I have three swords."

"To cut off troubles."

"Sever greed and anger."

"Three abstinences from sexual desire."

As the Dharma Image spoke, sharp sword energy phantoms scattered and spread. Although not substantial, they stirred up the air currents on the bluestone square, raising dust.

On several nearby grills, the sizzling, golden-brown skewers of meat, freshly grilled, were visibly covered with a thin layer of ash.

"Holy crap! My meat!"

"Lu Jian, are you fucking crazy?!"

"If you're going to show off, fine, but what's with ruining the barbecue?!"

Immediately, curses erupted, and several investigators who were eagerly waiting to eat meat skewers turned red in the eyes and glared angrily.

Lu Jian seemed not to hear, but stared at Ji Zuodao with a provocative look in his eyes.

Ji Zuodao looked at his freshly grilled kidneys, now covered in dust, and clicked his tongue in distress.

He shoved the meat skewers into Liu Ming's hand, then patted his hands to cover in imaginary dust.

"Hey? You're pretty arrogant, talking about cutting ties with this and that, but have you cut them off completely yourself?"

He stepped forward, grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth:

"I'll show off this skill; nobody can take it from me."

next moment--

"Buzz..."

An indescribable, chilling aura, distinct from the pure Yang sword intent, quietly permeated the air.

It was as if an endless sea of ​​blood was churning in the void, and the sounds of endless slaughter were whispering in my ears.

A more solid and larger Dharma image slowly rose up.

The Dharma image sat serenely on a lotus platform atop churning karmic flames, draped in a Daoist robe woven from a sea of ​​blood. A divine wheel slowly rotated behind its head, emanating a terrifying pressure that sent shivers down one's spine.

Ancestor Ming He!

"Kid!" Ji Zuodao's voice still carried a lazy smile, but his eyes turned cold. "Come on, break one of your legs and let me see."

Almost the instant his words fell, the Styx Ancestor's Dharma Image slightly opened its eyes.

"boom--!!!"

The boundless, pure, and extremely fierce killing intent, like a tangible blood-red tide, slammed fiercely towards Lü Jian and the Pure Yang Sword Immortal dharma image behind him!

That wasn't a battle of magic; it was an absolute crushing of one's status and essence!

Lu Jian saw that the once imposing Pure Yang Sword Immortal avatar was overwhelmed by this overwhelming killing intent and could not even withstand a single breath. It let out a silent wail, and the illusory image instantly twisted, collapsed, and dissipated into countless points of light.

"puff--!"

Lu Jian was struck as if by a heavy blow. His face turned ashen, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, which he forced down. He staggered back seven or eight steps before finally collapsing to the ground.

His whole body trembled violently uncontrollably, and there was no trace of his previous melancholy "loneliness at the top" demeanor; only a deathly pale fear remained.

The entire square fell silent once again.

Only the sizzling sound of grease dripping onto the embers of the grill was exceptionally clear.

"Good heavens..."

Old Li, who had been watching the show with his eyes half-closed beside the rocking chair, sat up straight at some point.

He held the enamel cup covered in tea stains, forgetting to drink, and stared at the slowly dissipating image of the Styx Ancestor behind Ji Zuodao, a glint of light flashing in his turbid old eyes.

"Ancestor Styx... I, the old man, have misjudged him."

He smacked his lips, his voice not loud, but loud enough for those nearby to hear clearly:

"He seems carefree on the surface, but he's so ruthless at heart... Zhang Yucheng has a worthy successor."

After speaking, he glanced at Lü Jian, who was slumped on the ground in a disheveled state, shook his head, and spoke in a calm tone that carried an undeniable authority:

"Without cultivating one's character, one possesses only empty cultivation."

"They struck a very imposing pose, but when confronted with murderous intent, even their divine form couldn't maintain its composure..."

"What kind of nonsense has the Jiangnan branch been teaching these past few years?"

These words were like an invisible slap in the face, striking Lu Jian's pale face as well as the faces of the investigators from the Jiangnan branch who had retreated far away.

The men blushed and lowered their heads even further, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

Ji Zuodao curled his lip and disheartenedly dispersed the Dharma image.

I thought I could play a little longer.

That's it?

Just then, Old Man Li spoke slowly again:

"Alright, stop playing around, pack up and get ready."

"It's almost time—"

"It's coming."

is coming?

Ji Zuodao was bending down to pick up the few skewers of grilled meat on the ground that were covered in dust but could still be salvaged by scraping them when he heard this. He paused, turned to look at Liu Ming beside him, and lowered his voice:

"What's coming? Why are you talking so mysteriously?"

Liu Ming chuckled, but instead of answering, he winked and beckoned to the authorities:

"What's the rush? Just wait and see. I'm not bragging, but when I first saw it, my eyes almost popped out of my head. I was so excited I couldn't sleep for days."

"Hey, you're playing these tricks on me?" Ji Zuodao laughed and scolded, but his curiosity was completely piqued.

He was muttering to himself when suddenly—

"Waaaaah~~~~~~~~"

A deep, long, ethereal sound, like the roar of a whale from the deep sea, suddenly rang in everyone's ears without warning.

The sound was not harsh; it even carried a strange rhythm that seemed to soothe the soul and bring a sense of peace.

But then, Ji Zuodao realized something was wrong.

The ground is shaking.

No, it wasn't a vibration.

It's ups and downs.

A continuous, soothing yet irresistible undulating sensation came from the soles of my feet and instantly spread throughout my entire body.

Ji Zuodao was also stunned; this feeling was too bizarre.

and many more!

He suddenly looked down at his feet and realized he was moving!

Or rather, it was the earth beneath their feet that was carrying them all along!

A bizarre scene unfolded—

These dozens of people were steadily and silently "gliding" out of the dilapidated alleyway that was shrouded in illusion array, moving at an increasingly faster pace.

Almost in the blink of an eye, they "slid" onto the bustling street outside!

A bustling urban scene unfolds before your eyes, with crowds of people and the faint sound of car horns.

But what happened next was even more bizarre—

Their movement speed increased, and the skyscrapers, shop signs, and roadside trees around them flew past like fast-forwarded film reels.

In just a few seconds, they could probably have traveled hundreds of miles!

The buildings, pedestrians, and vehicles that are right next to them are clearly visible, yet they seem to exist in a completely different world.

Architecture is virtual; it is a holographic projection that can be seen but not touched.

The pedestrians were "blind," completely ignoring the dozens of people moving at high speed; some continued on their way, while others chatted and laughed.

It's as if they are under the same sky, but not in the same spatial layer at all!

"What the hell are we standing on..." Ji Zuodao's pupils constricted, and an utterly absurd thought uncontrollably surfaced, "What the hell is that thing?!"

Liu Ming had been suppressing his laughter while observing Ji Zuodao's changing expressions, but he finally couldn't hold back any longer and leaned over to pat him on the shoulder.

With an undisguised, smug grin on his face, he leisurely recited:

"In the Northern Darkness there is a fish, its name is Kun."

He deliberately dragged out his words, pronouncing each one clearly and distinctly, with a pedantic air of reciting poetry, yet his eyes were brimming with mockery.

"The Kun is so big—"

Liu Ming spread his arms wide, making an exaggerated "very, very big" gesture, then suddenly pointed to his feet, beaming with a bright smile:

"It is unknown how many thousands of miles it is."

Ji Zuodao was completely bewildered by his sudden, literary remark.

His mind went blank for a moment. What was all this about? Why was he suddenly reciting "Free and Easy Wandering"?

But who is Ji Zuodao? He's the kind of person whose mind works faster than a propeller.

After a brief moment of astonishment, an even more absurd, yet seemingly the only plausible, answer exploded in his mind like a thunderclap!

"What the hell?!"

Ji Zuodao suddenly lowered his head, staring intently at his feet, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets, and his voice changed tone:

"Liu Ming, you mean... what we're standing on isn't...?"

His words were abruptly interrupted by a loud, clear, and passionate cry that seemed to pierce through the clouds!

"Eh-!!!"

This cry was filled with ancient and noble majesty, completely different from the previous ethereal whale call, and carried a magnificent momentum of breaking free from constraints and soaring into the sky!

Just as the cry rang out—

"boom!"

An unimaginably powerful force erupted from the depths of the earth beneath their feet!

The next moment, the rapidly receding cityscape around them suddenly stopped, and then—

"Whoosh!!!"

The ground beneath their feet rose sharply upwards at a speed more than ten times faster than before!

The scenery on both sides turned into blurry, elongated colored lines, and the howling wind swept past my ears, making my clothes flutter and almost causing me to lose my balance.

In just a few breaths, the view suddenly opened up before my eyes—

An endless blue sky, white clouds within reach, and dazzling, pure sunlight...

They were already above a vast sea of ​​clouds!

Beneath my feet are rolling, swirling clouds, and above me is a clear, deep blue sky.

The city, streets, and crowds of the past have long since vanished, as if it were just a brief and strange dream.