Yue Wushuang was observing the chaos under the protection of three crystal tanks and more than ten devil huntresses.
She was still wearing a broad cape, but below the cape was a flawless Crystal Suit. Her mouth, nose, eyes, and ears were carefully covered, leaving no loopholes.
Having been the leader of the Tribunal of Extraterrestrial Devils for decades, Yue Wushuang, who was most adept at stealth and assassination, would certainly not do something as stupid as entering the tunnels and mines by herself recklessly.
The ten or so devil huntresses around her would not disperse even if they were killed, either.
Long Yangjun could not wait for a better opportunity. Having no choice, she could only barge in directly!
"Shua!"
Her skin suddenly turned translucent, as if it were a translucent crystal that absorbed the light around and melded with the environment.
She was like a piece of pure ice that had been thrown into water. It was impossible to tell her apart without careful observation.
Even her spiritual waves were restrained to almost zero. It was impossible to sense anything in the scorching flames and the intense smoke around.
She stomped on the ground. She turned into an agile and agile mermaid and cut into the gap between the elites of the Imperial Guards and the devil huntresses even though she was in the air as if she were in seawater with a high density.
Several devil huntresses were observing the surroundings warily when they were only a few feet away from her. Some of them even activated the high-sensitivity scanning magical equipment and scanned the surroundings time and time again, only to find no trace of Long Yangjun.
Long Yangjun was only fifty meters away from Yue Wushuang.
She spread out her ten fingers, and her crystal-like fingernails grew rapidly. Soon, they formed ten short blades that were as thin as cicada's wings and could cut through iron like mud.
Yue Wushuang had been staring at Li Jialing the whole time. It was not until this moment that she finally sensed a mysterious wave. She glanced at the void where Long Yangjun was at casually.
After only one glance, Yue Wushuang's pupils constricted to the size of needle tips. She suddenly moved without any sign and fell backward. Her toes stabbed into the rocks, and she kicked up thousands of broken stones before she shattered them into burning powder with her spiritual energy and spluttered forward. In the meantime, she slid out from the bottom of a crystal tank with the counterforce and hid behind the tank!
Before all the devil huntresses realized what was going on, a devastating shadow appeared in the broken stones and burning powder that Yue Wushuang raised with her feet.
In the blink of an eye, Long Yangjun had already lunged to the front of the crystal tank that Yue Wushuang was hiding in with the unstoppable aura condensed from the blurred shadow. Her fingers drew ten dreamy, glittering arcs, and the crystal tank weighing dozens of tons was ripped into shreds more than easily. The elites of the Imperial Guards inside were all reduced into shocking pieces before they had the chance to scream.
"Hu!"
The loose black robe that Yue Wushuang was wearing was thrown out by her, covering Long Yangjun's head like a wriggling dark cloud. After a bam, the colorful, corrosive gas was flowing toward Long Yangjun's Crystal Suit.
Long Yangjun's body immediately turned into more than ten broken crystals, which then turned into a dozen streaks of brightness that dodged Yue Wushuang's black robe and venomous fog without any delay and attacked Yue Wushuang's eyes, throat, heart, and abdomen.
Clink! Clink! Clink!
Yue Wushuang had been on the losing end since the very first second. After only three seconds, a hole was left on her left wrist by Long Yangjun. After a clink, the dagger that looked like a crescent moon fell to the ground.
Long Yangjun turned around, and a streak of blueness spurted out of her feet, slashing at Yue Wushuang's throat.
The devil huntresses who were loyal and fearless under Yue Wushuang's command, however, lunged forward, forcing her to slightly adjust the direction. The streak of light that was supposed to cut Yue Wushuang's throat swam among the critical parts of the devil huntresses' bodies like dragons, spurting out devastating arrows of blood.
"You have been preserving your strength!"
Yue Wushuang stepped back into the protection of the devil huntresses. She covered her throat with her hands, her face pale, and her eyes full of hatred.
She was not surprised by Long Yangjun's arrival, but she was surprised by Long Yangjun's abrupt increase in strength. "In the last two times, you have been preserving your strength and did not carry out your highest combat ability at all. You were even wounded on purpose. Why?"
"Of course. If I hadn't been wounded on purpose, how could you have been stupid enough to think that two Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators were enough to hunt me down?"
Long Yangjun grinned hideously and flashed past a few devil huntresses like a transparent octopus in the deep ocean.
The few devil huntresses were all frozen as if they had been bewitched. Very soon, their heads were all tilted backward weirdly, and pillars of blood soared to the sky, turning into raging flowers of blood.
Long Yangjun flicked away the blood on her fingernails and crouched, dodging the crossfire of two crystal tanks. Then, she dashed forward from the blind spot of one of the crystal tanks.
No matter how the turret of the crystal tank turned, it could not lock onto Long Yangjun's location at all. Instead, she stomped on the reactive armor of the crystal tank brutally and boosted her speed with the explosive force of the reactive armor. While the crystal tank was kicked almost a hundred meters away, she dashed to Yue Wushuang's front again as fast as lightning.
Yue Wushuang raised the seemingly stupid question only to buy herself more time. She was retrieving the Colossus from her Cosmos Ring in a very subtle gesture.
Long Yangjun, however, had foreseen her plan. Three sharp streaks of brilliance were ejected from her fingertips and slashed at Yue Wushuang's right hand brutally. In the meantime, she kicked Yue Wushuang's chest, forcing Yue Wushuang to stop the retrieval and defend herself. Even so, she was still kicked almost forty meters away by Long Yangjun, which completely disrupted her rhythm of attack and defense.
Long Yangjun was at the level where she could resist Blackstar the Great in a head-on confrontation for hundreds of rounds. Had it not been for the fact that she was alone, it would be troublesome if she were heavily wounded or out of supplies. Even the three Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators together might not be able to take her down much.
At this moment, she was more or less determined to fight her way out in desperation. Since Yue Wushuang was the only Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivator on her enemy's side, she naturally had the upper hand.
"You are not Dongfang Mingyue!"
Yue Wushuang's bones were almost all broken by her kick. She couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood crazily. Her face changed greatly, and her voice turned more miserable than ever. "Neither the Dongfang family nor the Association of Demon Hunters can raise such a monster like you. Who are you exactly?"
Long Yangjun sniffed and did not bother to talk to Yue Wushuang anymore. Cracking sounds echoed from her elbows, and two bone blades protruded out of the gaps of the Crystal Suit abruptly. Similar bone blades protruded out of her toes and heels, too. She was like the arrival of the god of death made of blades that could not be stopped by anything. All the Imperial Guards and devil huntresses that stood in her way collapsed like wheat that was blown by the wind!
Without any hesitation, Yue Wushuang fled to the center of the Great Iron Plants where the crowd was densest.
In the dense smoke that was so dense that one could not see her fingers, she was like the moon that was covered by the clouds. She was as invisible as Long Yangjun a moment ago and did not even care about the life and death of her subordinates.
Her seemingly cold, heartless, and even hasty escape made Long Yangjun's heart sink harder and harder.
Yue Wushuang truly deserved to be one of the best spies of the Imperium of True Human Beings. She would not make any rookie mistakes or leave any chance for Long Yangjun.
She had already seen through Long Yangjun and Li Jialing's greatest shortcoming, which was that they were outnumbered. As long as they were not decapitated, it was impossible for the two of them to kill all the Imperial Guards and devil huntresses.
Long Yangjun was not much stronger than Yue Wushuang. Defeating Yue Wushuang was one thing, but killing Yue Wushuang was another. The difficulty of the two was more than ten times higher!
Therefore, although she seemed to be at an advantage on the battlefield, she was butchering the Imperial Guards and the devil huntresses as if they were vegetables.
The price was the rapid consumption of her spiritual energy and ammunition. Also, incessant enemies were coming at her from all directions. After one of them fell, two more would appear before her.
Those Imperial Guards and devil huntresses had all been modified by Blackstar the Great. Their loyalty and fighting will were much higher than that of regular Immortal Cultivators.
Yue Wushuang was also given the precious time to catch her breath and summon her Colossus.
She had failed to kill Yue Wushuang in the first round. If she summoned her Colossus again, it would be truly troublesome!
Two icicles were almost spurting out of Long Yangjun's eyes and piercing into Yue Wushuang's body that was about to disperse deeply, while she chased after her closely.
Both the Imperial Guards and the devil huntresses who stood in her way were cut into halves together with their armor.
It was a way of fighting that consumed a lot of spiritual energy. She soon sensed her feeble breath and the beeping alarms of her crystal processor.
She did not give Yue Wushuang a chance to retrieve the Colossus at the cost of rapid consumption. When she was about to catch up with the target at the risk of being bombarded by crossfire, Yue Wushuang suddenly extended her hand in the darkness and grabbed something that was waving crazily, throwing it at her.
It was a person!
Long Yangjun was about to cut the person in half again like just now.
The person who was thrown over by Yue Wushuang, however, was unbelievably agile. He screamed and dodged her fatal attack, which was entirely different from the Imperial Guards and the devil huntresses just now.
It turned out to be Li Minghui, the master of the Great Iron Plants and the expert of Yuanying!
Li Minghui was rather unlucky. He had witnessed Long Yangjun's toughness a long time ago, and he had almost been killed by Long Yangjun's saber half a month ago. This time, he did not intend to stop Long Yangjun at all. Instead, he simply lowered his head and pretended to command his subordinates to maintain the order.
But out of his expectation, Yue Wushuang sensed where he was and intentionally flashed to his side, using him as a human shield.
The expert of Yuanying who was unparalleled in the Great Iron Plants was naturally nothing in front of the aggressive Long Yangjun. Dodging the first attack was already his best, but he could not stop Long Yangjun from tearing apart his breastplate and his bones by brute force and squeezing his heart into pieces!
The CEO of the Black Iron Group died without a sound just like a dog whose throat had been poisoned.
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