Facing an unknown enemy, no matter who it was, they would always be on guard. A ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the black-masked man. He slightly raised the tip of his saber and asked, "I'll ask you one last time. Who the hell are you? What are you secretly researching in this desert? "
Tan Xiu didn't bother to say any more nonsense. He just calmly turned his head to glance at Zhu Long before his figure disappeared from the spot. Shortly after, heads were sent flying and pillars of blood soared to the sky. In nearly the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Pyramid experts who chased Zhu Long and his men were slaughtered by Tan Xiu.
"This …"
Zhu Long and the two experts from the Special Abilities Bureau watched the scene in front of them dumbfoundedly. They didn't care about the bloody scene. What they couldn't believe was that Tan Xiu's strength had become so powerful that he killed more than a dozen experts in the blink of an eye. How did his strength become so terrifying?
"Am I dreaming?"
Muttered an expert from the Special Abilities Bureau. But immediately after, he noticed that Zhu Long and his other companion cast him a complicated look. * * *
At the underground base.
Duanmu Lin quietly stood in the monitoring room of the base with his hands clasped behind his back. The huge monitoring room was the size of a basketball court, and the big screen in front of him was displaying the monitoring scene in the desert.
"He … killed them all so easily?"
Duanmu Lin's current strength was not what it used to be. He could still judge the strength of more than a dozen Pyramid experts who chased Zhu Long. Even the mysterious burly man leading them was likely stronger than him. Yet, they were so easily killed by Tan Xiu?
The current him …
To what extent had he reached?
Deep remorse emerged in Duanmu Lin's eyes. He realized that he had always been sitting in a hole and looking at the sky. Even though he knew that the outside world was a big stage, he was still stuck in a rut and lacked the desire to explore. What he regretted the most was that he had a great opportunity in front of him, but because of his stubbornness and the glory brought to him by this base, his attitude toward Tan Xiu had changed.
This change …
He only realized it when he said the wrong thing and made the wrong choice.
The Immortal World!
Immortals!
Billions of races!
Duanmu Lin's heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys ached with regret when he thought of that marvelous world. There were countless times when he had the urge to chase after Tan Xiu and apologize to Tan Xiu. However, he always stopped at the last moment because he felt that he needed a little bit of dignity.
"If I don't rely on him, can I do it in the future?"
Duanmu Lin was silent for a long time. In the end, it transformed into a deep sigh, and he closed his eyes to conceal the unwillingness and regret on his face.
The heat waves were monstrous. In the desert that was like a steamer basket, Tan Xiu walked as if he was walking on flat ground. The expression on his handsome face was exceptionally calm. Back then, he had imparted the cultivation technique to Duanmu Lin in hopes that he would submit to him in the future and work for him. However, after being in a high position for a long time, coupled with the increase in his strength, his heart began to swell.
This kind of person.
Tan Xiu had encountered this kind of situation countless times. Even when he was in the Immortal World, he had countless subordinates who were in the same situation. Some of them, whom he had saved, had their attitudes toward him change after their strength skyrocketed after encountering a great opportunity. Some of them even shed all pretense of cordiality and turned their backs on him.
Character!
It determined a person's future.
Although Tan Xiu felt a bit regretful, it was only a little bit. He had already imparted the cultivation technique to him. Whether or not he could remember his kindness in the future, and no matter how far he could go in the future, it was all his own business and had nothing to do with him anymore.
Even more so.
After he left, the Great Tang Empire's intelligence network and the ordinary intelligence personnel would be left to him and China. He hoped that China would become more and more powerful in the future and be able to smoothly lead humanity to set foot on the Milky Way Galaxy and embark on the Interstellar Voyage Era. Only then would they have the ability to protect themselves.
"Master, you seem to have something on your mind."
Following beside Tan Xiu, Tang Ahlang wore a thoughtful look on his handsome face.
"There's indeed something on my mind." Tan Xiu nodded.
"Is it because of Duanmu Lin?" asked Tang Ahlang.
"You have good insight. I'm more and more optimistic about you now," said Tan Xiu with a smile.
"I've already grasped the essence of all kinds of books. Even if I'm stupid, I can still see the ways of the world and gain insight into some of the psychological activities of others. In fact, Duanmu Lin should be regretting it now, but you didn't give him another chance. "
"Even if I choose to take a step back this time, he'll still show his current attitude even if he makes significant achievements in a certain aspect in the future," said Tan Xiu calmly. "This is a person's character and something that is integrated into their bones. Humans and immortals will all change. It's just that some people will change for the better, while others will change for the worse. "
Tang Ahlang nodded and said, "Everyone has a path in front of them. It's just that the path is blocked, so we can only go our separate ways."
Tan Xiu faintly smiled and reached out to pat his shoulder. His figure instantly soared into the sky and wrapped Tang Ahlang in a stream of air. In just a short moment, the two of them had completed the two-day journey and appeared in a city hundreds of kilometers away after 10 minutes.
Puff, puff, puff …
Sword light flashed and heads fell to the ground.
In an inconspicuous courtyard in a remote residential area of the city, dozens of foreign cultivators were instantly beheaded by Tan Xiu. All of them were members of the Stygian Club. Tan Xiu easily scanned them with his spiritual sense after coming to the city.
"Who are you?!"
An angry roar came from the house as a red-robed old man rushed out of the door with two young men and appeared in front of Tan Xiu and Tang Ahlang.
"Ah Lang, those two little guys aren't weak. I'll leave them to you to practice your skills," said Tan Xiu calmly.
Tang Ahlang hesitated for a while and forced a smile. "I may have broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage, Master, but I've only fought fierce beasts in the pocket world at most. I've never fought with others! In case … "
Tan Xiu raised his hand to interrupt him and indifferently said, "There's always a first time for everything. These two may not be as strong as you, but the smell of blood on them is very strong and their killing aura is also very strong. It proves that they have killed countless people and have rich combat experience. It's enough for you to use them as your whetstone. "
Tang Ahlang took a deep breath and a firm look flashed in his eyes. He strode a few steps toward the trio and cupped his fists. "I've fought countless times in my childhood, but I've never fought against a cultivator. Please go all out, Gentlemen, because it's either you or I who will die in the next fight. "
The old man's pupils shrunk. He just felt a flash of a powerful aura. His scalp tingled and he couldn't wait to run away immediately. But it was too long, so he thought he was hallucinating. Hence, when he smelled the blood, he immediately rushed out of the room with his two disciples.
However …
The scene in front of him shocked him and sent a chill down his spine.
There were no screams!
There was no resistance!
The scene in front of him showed that dozens of his subordinates were killed in an instant, leaving them no time to resist or call for help.
Nascent Soul Stage!
This was the name mentioned by the young man just now. It was also one of the cultivation realms of Chinese cultivators. Other people in the Stygian Club might not know what this realm meant, but he was very clear about it.
This disciple is at the Nascent Soul Stage!
What kind of realm has his Master reached? This seemingly young guy couldn't be an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, could he?
"Who the hell are you?"
Asked the old man in a deep voice.
"You don't have the qualification to know who we are," replied Tan Xiu lightly. "All you need to know is that today is the day you die."
The old man snorted coldly, but he didn't intend to attack Tan Xiu. The tragic death of dozens of his subordinates reminded him of the previous feeling of his scalp tingling. After hesitating for a while, he was about to return to the room with his two disciples and then break the back window to escape. But suddenly, he felt a terrifying force that directly bound his body. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't budge at all.
"Freeze!"
Tan Xiu cast the Body Freezing Art and instantly fixed the old man on the spot. Then, he retracted the Primal Chaos force that imprisoned his body and lightly smiled. "What are you waiting for, Ah Lang? If they wanted to escape, he would just kill them. If they're willing to fight you fair and square, and if you lose, let them go. "
The two youths glanced at each other. Then, one of them immediately asked the old man, "Can we kill him, Master?"
The old man blinked and bitterly said, "You two attack him together. Defeat him, but don't kill him. If you two can defeat him, I'll give you the two daggers I made. "
"Really?"
Both of them looked pleasantly surprised at the same time and called out in surprise.
"Really!"
The old man wanted to nod, but he couldn't even move his neck no matter how hard he tried. Helpless, he could only look at Tan Xiu and gave him a pleading look.
A sneer flashed in Tan Xiu's eyes. He gently moved his palm forward and the old man's head instantly flew up. He was directly killed amidst a fountain of blood.
"Master!"
"Master!"
The two youths' complexions drastically changed and disbelief filled their eyes. In their minds, their Master was simply an invincible existence. He once killed dozens of terrifying cultivators and even took them to the Mystic Realm to kill some terrifying fierce beasts.
But!
The invincible existence in their eyes was actually killed by a young man with a casual wave of his arm?
This …
How was this possible?
"Listen, you two. I've given you the chance to live. You can leave here alive if you can kill my disciple," said Tan Xiu calmly. "But if you can't kill my disciple, you can only go to hell to accompany your Master."
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