Li Yao and Long Yangjun looked far away, only to discover that on the southwest wall of the Great Iron Plants that looked like a beehive, a couple of holes were spurting out fiery snakes like volcanic eruptions. The fiery snakes were in the most eccentric deep purple color and condensed into all kinds of hideous appearances in midair, only to be ripped apart by the air cleaning system. They enshrouded the entire underground space like countless incomplete ghosts.
The air cleaning system was overloaded and squeaking under the heat of the fire, like the shrieks of the ghosts.
In the meantime, a third explosion that was even more intense echoed.
This time, Li Yao and Long Yangjun sensed overlapping waves of spiritual energy darting out of the depths of the mines at the same time, as if they were about to lift the entire rock stratum.
There were even mining carts that weighed dozens of tons after being filled with ores that were sent flying. They rolled dozens of times in the air before falling heavily to the ground, only to be burned into a pile of black scrap iron.
It was not hard to imagine the intensity of the explosion!
In the living area, countless old, weak, women, and children immediately burst into tears, but they were all gathered in one shack. In order to make it easier for the workers to get to and from work, the living area was structured so that the families of the workers in a factory or a mining field would all live together. However, these families lost their souls when they discovered that the mine where the pillars of their families worked had exploded.
Staring at the furiously burning mines, Xu Zhicheng seemed to have fallen into an extremely cold cave and lost his soul all of a sudden.
His eyes were blank, and his body was instantly drenched in sweat. It was not the reaction of an ordinary mine explosion, but more like a violent explosion had occurred in the depths of his chest.
It was especially so when he saw countless spiritual puppets dedicated to firefighting that were highly resistant to high temperature and pressure marching into the mines against the flames. He seemed to have lost his soul and was desperate.
The explosions in the mines were no joke. If they were not dealt with properly, the entire mining area might collapse, and the entire Great Iron Plants might be destroyed.
Therefore, even as stingy as Li Minghui was, he had to invest a lot of money to purchase fully-automatic firefighting puppets and excavators modified from crystal tanks that had been installed with special fire-resistant ceramic armor, dragging the tanks of super-compressed coolants and liquid metal alloys behind them to deal with such situations.
At this moment, not only had a lot of firefighting puppets charged into the mines, even the Immortal Cultivators deployed in the resting area on the upper floor had also driven the excavators into the most dangerous tunnels to stop the fire and the collapse from spreading. It seemed to be the reason why Xu Zhicheng was uneasy.
Observing his face, Li Yao could tell that something was on the Grand Guardian's mind.
As he expected, very soon, a few miners with dark faces crawled to the depths of the living area. Even though they had practiced the Serenity Arts for years, they could not suppress the panic on their faces. They did not even have the time to salute Long Yangjun before they shouted, "Not good, Grand Guardian, an explosion happened in the No. 37 Mine, the abandoned mines behind it. Half of the things things that we hid there were exploded exploded, and the other half were discovered by the Immortal Cultivators discovered by the Cultivators have been discovered by the Immortal Cultivcultivators!"
Xu Zhicheng's body shook, and his face immediately turned pale.
Li Yao was quick enough to support him. He transmitted a stream of gentle spiritual energy into his body and finally calmed him down. Then, he listened to the man talk with bitterness all over his face.
As it turned out, Nepenthe had been hiding the weapons and magical equipment for tomorrow's uprising with the abandoned mines and tunnels. A large batch of crystal bombs had been stored behind the No. 37 Mine, which was supposed to be distributed to every warrior tonight.
Those crystal bombs were all crudely made by the workers themselves. Naturally, their stability and heat resistance were close to zero. Nobody expected that an explosion would happen in the No. 37 Mine ahead. The first explosion was actually a minor one, but it triggered the crystal bombs on the other side of the wall and raised a series of explosions, making the situation uncontrollable!
"Grand Guardian, so many spiritual puppets and Immortal Cultivators have already broken in. They must've discovered the crystal bombs that haven't exploded yet!"
A few Nepenthe believers who had come to report shouted, "Even if all the crystal bombs have exploded, the color of the flames and the impurities in the air are different from those of regular gas explosions. The spiritual puppets will certainly be able to detect them, and the Immortal Cultivators will sense them immediately too!
"There's no way to explain the existence of so many crystal bombs at all. We've been exposed!
"What do we do, Grand Guardian? We've been exposed. The Immortal Cultivators already know what we're going to do. Give the order now!
"Yes, Grand Guardian, give the order now. It will be too late if we delay any longer!"
Hardly had he concluded his sentence when a few more explosions echoed in the burning mine. But this time, they were not the noises from the depths of the mines but more like the explosions of crystal bombs in midair. Now and then, there were soft gunshots. It seemed that a small-scale skirmish had taken place.
"Not good!"
The few Nepenthe believers all changed their expressions and exclaimed, "The Immortal Cultivators must've been trying to bypass the mines next door, but our assets are hidden deep inside those mines too. Our brothers who are guarding the assets … have already started a fight with the Immortal Cultivators!"
With everything coming to this point, it was impossible to settle it peacefully.
His lips shivering for a long time, Xu Zhicheng roared at the sky, "… The will of the heavens!"
When he looked at Li Yao again, his eyes became determined and cold again. He gnashed his teeth and said, "Fellow Cultivator Li, this is the situation right now. We appreciate your kindness, but there is really no time for us to 'plan slowly'. We've been exposed, and we're about to rise now. Are you going to stop us?"
Witnessing the extreme chaos in the Great Iron Plants and staring at the dancing flames in the sky, Li Yao was lost for words for a long time.
He had thought that he had convinced the Grand Guardian of Nepenthe after all the trouble. He did not expect that the situation would take a turn for the worse because of a minor explosion!
Was there really such a wretched thing as "the will of the heavens"?
Seeing that he was silent, Xu Zhicheng had no time to hesitate. In the end, he stared at Long Yangjun thoughtfully.
Long Yangjun shook her head with a bitter smile. There was no telling whether she was laughing at herself or at Li Yao. She took a step back and made way for Xu Zhicheng.
"Tell all the Grand Guardians that the situation has changed. We cannot wait until tomorrow. Mobilize everyone right now and occupy the geothermal factories according to the plan. We will spread the ideas of 'fearlessness, carefreeness, and eternal tranquility' to every space and every gap below the ground!"
Xu Zhicheng waved his hands aggressively. "We have nothing left. We have nothing to lose. Let all our brothers and sisters not be scared of the blades of the Immortal Cultivators. The blades will only send us to a real hometown that is ten thousand times better and eternally tranquil than this place!"
Surrounded by a few Nepenthe believers, Xu Zhicheng left the cave without looking back and dived into the flames that were like tides and the darkness that looked like swirls.
Very soon, earsplitting sirens echoed in all the factories in the Great Iron Plants, which were repeated in a rhythm of three long ones and two short ones.
The sirens were the battle cries of the workers.
In every factory, every mine, and every living area, countless people who seemed to have no personality and were as humble as ants, who were wearing eye masks and masks, stood straight and raised their heads. They drew their shabby sabers and swords from their secret places and lunged at the supervisors of spiritual puppets closest to them, competing with iron with their bodies of flesh and blood.
Some of the strong, heavily armored elites, with bundles of crude crystal bombs tied to their waists, lunged at the few Immortal Cultivators while screaming, hoping to die together with the Immortal Cultivators. For the Immortal Cultivators who had keen senses, such attacks were naturally futile and even hilarious. However, the Nepenthe believers who had activated the Serenity Arts to the maximum and were not scared of death were marching forward incessantly.
It was perhaps the only way that they could cause harm to the Immortal Cultivators.
Even if they could only splash the Immortal Cultivators with their own blood, it would not be a problem.
Even if their feelings and desires had been obliterated, their blood was still boiling hot!
The air was like a pot of boiling porridge and an ocean where brainwaves were flowing blatantly. The brainwaves of thousands of underground locals were congregated and vibrated out the following words: "Kill the Immortal Cultivators!"
The messy, noisy, unorganized, and blind uprising of Nepenthe began irreversibly!
Li Yao looked at the burning Great Iron Plants before his eyes in a daze. Watching countless underground locals charge at the fully-armed battle puppets and the Immortal Cultivators with the most shabby weapons, his body seemed to have turned into two halves of ice and fire. One half of them was infuriated, and the other half felt like weeping.
The explosion in the mines seemed to be an accident.
However, those Nepenthe believers were not real warriors at all but just desperate workers, farmers, and their families, as well as thousands of poor people who had been bullied, insulted, and exploited. Their hasty uprising had such a messy beginning, but it was also inevitable.
It was as if they were bound to fail!
"Did you know? For a moment, I was even almost convinced by you."
Long Yangjun's face that was illuminated by the flames was devoid of sorrow or joy. She truly looked like an indifferent bystander as she said gloomily, "But the result is still the same. You can't stop anything or change anything, can you?
"However, the spectacular riot can at least prove my opinion from one aspect. Perhaps this is how the people of the Holy League came about in the beginning."
Li Yao's eyes were frozen for a long time before he struggled to turn to Long Yangjun. "What did you say?"
"Nothing. I just want to ask you a question. Are the Immortal Cultivators and the people of the Holy League really irreconcilable enemies? Are the Imperium of True Human Beings and the Alliance of the Holy Covenant really incompatible? "
Long Yangjun sighed and said casually, "Or rather, are they two sides of the same coin, an abnormal conjoined twins, and an inseparable double-headed snake?"
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