Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

"Whoosh—Boom!"

The crimson alchemy furnace rapidly expanded in mid-air, resembling a burning meteorite.

With the rage of a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Great Perfection stage, he locked down the aura of the Wuling Hongguang.

The flames swirling around the alchemy furnace distorted and scorched the air, producing an extremely piercing howling sound.

"My God! Master Yao is serious!"

"That's a third-grade magic weapon, the 'Crimson Flame Furnace'! This iron box is probably going to be smashed into a sheet of metal!"

The cultivators in the market below fled in panic, fearing they would be affected by the aftershocks of this terrifying magical artifact.

At the same time, they looked at the bread truck in mid-air, which was still slowly playing heavy metal music, with the kind of gaze one would give a dead man.

Of all people to mess with, why did he have to mess with Master Yao, the most vengeful doctor in Qingyun City?

Now, both the person and the car will be reduced to rubble.

"Huaimin! Something's being thrown at us!"

In the passenger seat, Chen Bing looked at the ever-growing, overwhelming red fireball in the rearview mirror and his expression hardened.

Although he was wearing a bulletproof vest, this thing looked like a small sun. If it really hit, this flimsy van definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it.

"What's the panic, Brother Chen?"

Zhang Huaimin held the steering wheel with one hand, while casually picking at his ear with the other.

He didn't even turn his head.

Under the lock of the system's holographic radar, the seemingly menacing alchemy furnace moved as slowly as a slow-motion movie.

"Dare to smash my Wuling Hongguang? This old man has quite a temper."

A cruel sneer curled at the corner of Zhang Huaimin's mouth.

Since in the cultivation world, it's common for whoever has the biggest fist to speak.

Today, he will use the purest physical violence on Earth to teach these country bumpkins a lesson!

Zhang Huaimin's finger pressed an inconspicuous red button on the center console.

"Then let him see that his broken stove is tough."

"My truth is still the strongest!"

"Click!"

The red button was pressed.

"Click click click..."

Amidst the horrified gazes of countless cultivators around them.

The smooth roof of the silver van suddenly split open on both sides without warning!

Followed by.

An alloy cannon barrel, exuding the cold, metallic texture of heavy industry and emitting a faint blue light.

Amidst the whirring of extremely precise mechanical transmission, it slowly rose from the roof!

Miniature electromagnetic railgun!

"What is that? It doesn't even have a trace of spiritual energy?"

"It looks like a mortal's hidden weapon tube. Are they planning to use that thing to block a third-grade magic weapon?"

The cultivators below were stunned, then burst into even louder laughter.

In the world of cultivation, a weapon without spiritual energy is nothing but a pile of scrap metal.

Yao Buhui wiped the mud off his face and sneered repeatedly.

"You ignorant mortal ants!"

"Today I'll show you what a true celestial treasure is!"

He formed hand seals, and his internal energy surged out wildly once again, pouring into the alchemy furnace in mid-air.

"Crimson Flame! Smash it!"

The crimson alchemy furnace accelerated once more, smashing down on the Wuling Hongguang with an aura of annihilation.

Ten meters!

Five meters!

Three meters!

The enormous alchemy furnace was about to devour the bread cart.

At this critical moment!

"Buzz—"

A deep, muffled sonic boom, seemingly capable of causing spatial resonance, exploded on the roof of the Wuling Hongguang!

There were no dazzling flames, no deafening explosions.

There was only a faint, almost imperceptible, dark silver shimmer.

With a terrifying initial velocity exceeding Mach 10.

It shot out instantly from that dark blue cannon barrel!

Electromagnetically accelerated armor-piercing projectile! The ultimate expression of pure kinetic energy!

"Bang--!!!"

That dark silver light flowed effortlessly, almost like slicing tofu.

In an instant, it disappeared into that enormous, arrogant, crimson alchemy furnace.

Time seemed to stand still in that second.

Yao Buhui's ferocious and smug smile froze.

All the cultivators below, who were ready to watch the show, gaped in astonishment.

next second.

"Boom—Crack!"

A chilling, soul-shattering sound suddenly rang out in mid-air!

That indestructible, third-grade magic treasure, the "Crimson Flame Furnace," was said to be able to withstand a single blow from a Golden Core cultivator.

The instant it came into contact with that armor-piercing projectile containing extremely terrifying kinetic energy.

It's like thin ice being smashed by a ten-thousand-ton hammer!

It exploded from the inside!

There were no fragments scattered.

Under the impact of that physical kinetic energy that exceeded the limits of the materials that could withstand in the cultivation world.

The enormous bronze alchemy furnace was suspended in mid-air.

It was blasted into extremely fine... metal powder that flew everywhere!

The powder fell like a red metallic snow, drifting down onto the main road of Qingyun City.

Dead silence.

The entire market, the entire street.

A suffocating silence fell over the area for half a minute.

No one dared to speak; you couldn't even hear them breathing.

Everyone's brains were completely blasted into mush by what they had just witnessed.

A Grade Three Magic Treasure!

It was pulverized in a single blow by a lifeless lump of iron?!

How is that possible!

This defies all common sense in the cultivation world!

"puff--!"

With the magic weapon destroyed, Yao Buhui, whose mind and spirit were connected to it, suffered an extremely severe backlash.

He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his whole body slumped to the ground like a piece of rotten wood.

His old eyes were filled with extreme fear and disbelief.

He stared intently at the silver van in the sky.

Looking at the dark blue cannon barrel on the roof of the vehicle, which was still emitting wisps of white smoke.

A chilling fear, originating from the depths of his soul, instantly overwhelmed him completely.

He finally understands.

That was not some ordinary piece of scrap metal.

That was a god of death! A god of death who could crush cultivators at will!

"S-Senior, spare my life!"

Yao Buhui no longer cared about the dignity of a master; he scrambled to his knees amidst the mud and metal powder.

He kowtowed desperately towards the Wuling Hongguang van in the sky.

"It was my ignorance that caused this junior to offend your divine presence! I beg you to forgive me, senior!"

This scene.

The cultivators who had been laughing at them were so frightened that their legs went weak and they all knelt down.

In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected!

An existence capable of instantly destroying a third-grade magic weapon is definitely a powerful being they cannot afford to offend!

in the car.

Chen Bing looked down at the cultivators kneeling on the ground and swallowed hard.

"Huaimin... isn't the power of this electromagnetic cannon a bit too insane?"

Zhang Huaimin turned off the barrel retraction button, and the roof of the vehicle closed again.

He picked up the apple he hadn't finished eating, took a bite, and spoke in a flat tone.

"Basic operations are not to be underestimated."

"In the face of absolute kinetic energy, all fancy tricks are just paper tigers."

Zhang Huaimin stepped on the electric switch, preparing to continue admiring the otherworldly scenery.

however.

Just then.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Suddenly, an extremely piercing alarm sounded in the sky above Qingyun City.

Followed by.

From the extremely tall and imposing city lord's mansion in the center of the city.

Hundreds of streams of light, each a different color and radiating powerful spiritual energy, shot into the sky!

Each streak of light represents a cultivator at the Golden Core stage or above!

This is the elite guard of the City Lord's Mansion in Qingyun City!

They were clearly alarmed by the terrifying kinetic energy fluctuations emitted by the electromagnetic cannon.

In the blink of an eye.

These hundreds of Golden Core cultivators, riding flying swords and exuding murderous intent, were...

A huge encirclement was formed in mid-air.

Zhang Huaimin's Wuling Hongguang.

They were completely surrounded, with no way to get through!

The leader, a commander clad in golden armor and exuding an imposing aura, held a long spear and pointed it directly at the Wuling Hongguang.

"The city lord has given an order!"

"Unidentified flying artifact, land immediately for inspection!"

"Any resistance will be met with death!"