"No shock, no fear, no worries, eternal … tranquility!"
Faced with the sabers of the battle puppets, the sabers, swords, and guns in the hands of a lot of Nepenthe believers were all minced into spluttering sticks. They could only retreat in vain until they fell to the ground. Pretending to be calm, they chanted the mantras of Nepenthe and closed their eyes, waiting for the arrival of eternal tranquility.
Zi! Zi! Zi! Zi!
From the tubes of spiritual energy of the battle puppets, aggressive waves flowed to the sharp blades at the front ends of the limbs. In the scanning and analysis of their crystal processors, the "creatures" made of cells that boasted temperature were no different from cold data. They did not know the feeling of slaughter and were merely carrying out the orders dutifully.
"How unlucky we are!"
The Immortal Cultivators in the fixed firing points all spat. After Nepenthe's mess, the operation of the Great Iron Plants would certainly be greatly affected, which meant that their bonuses and training resources would be greatly discounted in the next few months. There was no telling how long it would take for them to resume normal operations.
All of this was caused by these reckless ants. It was very necessary for them to go on a killing spree to vent the depression in their hearts and let the remaining ants see the price of being disrespectful to the Immortal Cultivators!
"Nobody stop me. I'm going to kill a thousand of them today!"
The dozens of Immortal Cultivators cackled and adjusted the output of their Crystal Suits to the maximum. They warmed up their joints and were ready to jump out.
Outside of the fixed firing point, Xu Zhicheng's assault team was surrounded by almost a hundred battle puppets, too. The glittering sabers that were vibrating at a high frequency were raised high, and the thermal scanning and locking crystal cameras of the battle puppets even drew a thin and long red line on the vulnerable throats of the human beings.
The sabers fell!
BOOM!
The music that was as violent as a flood roared out of the depths of the forsaken mine like a cannon of soundwaves. Ripples in the shape of circular arcs were truly spread out in the air as they crashed into almost a hundred battle puppets brutally.
The four battle puppets that bore the brunt of the shockwave were all sent flying backward by the shockwave. They slowly disintegrated in midair as if they were in slow motion. All the components were dismantled into pieces and scattered in all directions like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.
The dozen or so battle puppets in the back, on the other hand, were blown apart by the deafening soundwaves and Li Yao's remote manipulation. They seemed to be undamaged on the surface, but the joints, bearings, and gears inside were all loose and entangled in a mess. Sparks were popping up. They could not move their hands or feet at all. After shaking violently for a moment, they fell to the ground and completely stopped moving.
The dozens of battle puppets further behind were affected by the soundwaves, too. Like puppets whose strings had been cut off, their movements were both sluggish and rigid. All the crystal cameras on their shells were flashing crazily, partly because they were affected by the soundwaves and partly because they had detected unbelievable reactions of spiritual energy!
"What's that?"
"What's that?"
The battle puppets did not have intelligence. Naturally, they were not scared. They simply searched the database for countermeasures regarding such a high-energy reaction. The result of the high-speed operation of the crystal processors was that all the battle puppets were momentarily stagnant and silent, as if they were deeply awed by Li Yao's aura.
"What — what's that? What's that exactly?"
The Immortal Cultivators in the fixed firing points were truly awed. With their keen senses and abundant experience, they sensed how terrifying the fire that was burning more and more furiously in the forsaken mines far away was!
It was impossible. Could it be — could it be —
When everybody turned their eyes to the forsaken mines, a burning streak of gold brilliance had already appeared at the center of the battlefield, right above their heads, following the route of the soundwaves just now!
It was a Crystal Suit that was glittering from head to toe, as if it were about to unleash the brilliance of a thousand years within a moment. The nine humming sabers on its back spurted out flames of brilliance that looked like tides and condensed into two pairs of magnificent wings. A silver disc was also floating above its head, which was spreading out dazzling silver arcs while it was revolving at a high speed!
Before the Nepenthe believers, the battle puppets, and the Immortal Cultivators realized what was going on, Li Yao, the owner of the Glittering Crystal Suit, had already raised the saber in his hand high and slashed it down brutally with a strength that almost crushed the handle!
BOOM!
CRACK!
Like a thunderclap that tore apart the sky, Li Yao's saber deeply pierced into the rocks below the ground. The most violent spiritual energy dashed forward along the aura of the saber like a burning dragon and exploded in the shape of a fan, swallowing all the dozens of battle puppets.
The spiritual shields of the battle puppets were squeaking and falling apart. The strengthened shells made of superalloys and composite ceramics could not resist Li Yao's fury anymore. They all cracked and melted, with sparks popping up from every joint. In the end, they all collapsed to the ground in spluttering noises.
Even the saber in Li Yao's hands had cracks because of the thunderous slash. It was deeply embedded into the rocks and would break apart after being lifted slightly.
Without any hesitation, Li Yao shot the broken saber at the fixed firing point in front of him. He extended his arms to the maximum and opened his fingers. Two fatal light balls were condensing and expanding quickly in his palms. Then, they were launched in all directions and hit the crystal reactors and the control crystal processors of the dozens of battle puppets precisely, leaving dark holes on their heads and chests, turning the most precise slaughter machines into garbage.
BOOM!
The broken saber penetrated through the defense network at the periphery of the fixed firing point brutally and stabbed into the full metal shell of the firing point like a stream of high-temperature metal particles. Although no direct damage was caused, the deafening noises exploded in the heart of every Immortal Cultivator like drums from the deepest level of hell.
They could not believe their eyes at all.
Such an unparalleled expert who was at least in the Yuanying level had appeared among the weeds, ants, and the underground hominoids who looked like pigs and dogs!
How was it possible? Why was it possible?
The Immortal Cultivators who had been hired by Li Minghui willingly to suppress the hominoids below the ground for a long time were naturally not top-tier experts. They were mostly third-rate experts in the Refinement Stage and the Building Foundation Stage.
Besides, the elites of the Black Iron Group had all been taken to other towns by Li Minghui to expand his forces. The guys who were left behind were even the third-rate experts of the third-rate experts. How could they resist Li Yao who was at full strength?
Under the deafening and violent music, they were all scared out of their wits and were scared out of their wits.
There was no time for them to run away. The sabers on Li Yao's back flew out one after another. Enshrouded by the flames of spiritual energy, they flew toward the core of the defense array and the fixed firing points in all directions like gold eagles that were flapping their wings.
The seemingly indestructible iron shell was soon shattered under Li Yao's crazy bombardment. Shocking wounds were ripped apart.
Li Yao extended his hand and snapped his fingers softly.
One, two, three … Thirty-six Triple-headed Six-barreled Vulcan Machine Guns that he had not seen for a long time rushed out of the Cosmos Rings and floated above a fixed firing point where the Immortal Cultivators were the most populated. The dark barrels stared at the Immortal Cultivators who had revealed their true colors coldly through the cracks caused by the sabers.
Those who enslaved other people with violence and regarded other people as pigs, dogs, and ants would certainly behave even more unbearably than pigs, dogs, and ants when faced with violence that was even stronger than themselves. That was the logic of their survival.
"Master, we surrender. We surrender!"
The Immortal Cultivators all screamed in desperation.
They thought that Li Yao was an Immortal Cultivator from a hostile force who hated Li Minghui or a surviving member of the Dongfang family who had returned for revenge. They all fled in panic and groveled.
Li Yao grinned, baring his sharp teeth. "That's unnecessary. I am not a master. I am … a Cultivator!"
The thirty-six six-barreled machine guns opened fire at the same time. The machine guns, which had been designed and modified by Li Yao and replaced with the most expensive exploding bullets of marrow crystals, were naturally much more powerful than the regular models. They were completely beyond the scope of portable magical equipment. The Immortal Cultivators in the fixed firing points could not resist at all. Their spiritual shields, Crystal Suits, and mustard-seed combat suits were all ripped apart. Their bodies of flesh and blood were reduced into pieces that looked like paste in half a second!
The Nepenthe believers were completely shocked by the scene and did not come back to themselves for a long time. None of them, including Grand Guardian Xu Zhicheng, knew what to do.
"What are you waiting for?"
Li Yao opened his helmet and glared at Xu Zhicheng. "Attack now!"
"You —"
Xu Zhicheng was still in a trance. Although Long Yangjun had briefly described Li Yao's capabilities to him in advance, he could not imagine the destructive power at all. It was not until he saw it with his own eyes that he truly understood how great the strength could be stored in the insignificant body of a human being.
More importantly …
Were the people who boasted such strength, who could barely be called "human beings" anymore, all willing to fight for them instead of enslaving and exploiting them?
Why?
Xu Zhicheng recalled his conversation with Li Yao a moment ago. At that time, he was still skeptical of Li Yao's words. Deep in his heart, he didn't believe in the existence of cultivators, let alone a "cultivation world" dominated by cultivators.
Such a world was too beautiful, so beautiful that it was like an unreachable dream or an even more miserable trap.
But right now …
Perhaps their dreams could be realized after all, and their situation couldn't be too miserable, could it?
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