Just as the old man was contemplating, another series of explosions rang out. The village chief turned around abruptly, but before he could realize what had happened, a strong gust of wind swept past behind him. The number one expert of the Vexed Village had already dashed out.
Within the village, countless cannonballs rained down from the sky. Large patches of yellow gas covered the villagers together with the explosions. The strong anesthetic gas instantly knocked the villagers to the ground.
"Be careful of the poisonous gas!"
"Everyone, quickly cover your mouths and noses with wet towels."
The villagers shouted. However, when faced with the anesthetic gas, wet towels were of no use. More and more villagers fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
However, the old man did not know about this. When he saw the villagers collapsing one by one, he thought that the other party had used poison gas to attack them. Fury flashed in his eyes, and he let out an earth-shattering bellow. Violent gales radiated out from his body, instantly dispersing large areas of the anesthetic gas.
The remaining ten or so villagers who were still awake surrounded the old man. When they saw the mighty old man, they cried out, "Old Ancestor."
"You guys stay here." The old man's ears twitched slightly, and he turned his head to look at the forest outside the village. Dense footsteps came from afar, and more than 20 invisible warriors wearing mimicry armor were charging over. The tranquilizer bullets in their hands were aimed at the old man's direction.
However, before these anesthetic bullets could be shot out, the old man punched out across the air. A large patch of blazing gas hit the middle of the 20 warriors, turning into an air bomb.
Boom!
"Disperse! Disperse! "
"The target has long-range attack capabilities!"
More mecha warriors approached from behind, switching out the Gauss rifles in their hands for tranquilizer guns. A dense barrage of bullets shot towards the old man, but with a casual wave of the other party's hand, all the tranquilizer bullets were swept away by the air waves.
The old man was like a tiger that had charged into a flock of sheep. His casual punches and palms caused air currents to explode, sending five to six warriors flying.
As for the tranquilizer bullets, they were like mosquito bites. It was hard to hit him in the strong winds. Even if they did hit him, they would be blocked by a layer of air shield on the surface of his body.
"Sir, we can't hold on any longer."
"Requesting the use of live ammunition. I repeat, requesting the use of live ammunition."
"All of you must die!" The killing intent in the old man's eyes soared to the sky. With a loud shout, another huge explosion occurred in the air, directly blowing up a large area of the forest. In an instant, countless warriors were shaken to death. Even the mechas could not withstand the terrifying impact.
In the sky, Zuo Qingcang's black robe was fluttering in the strong wind. He heard the commander's cry for help.
However, he didn't care about this. He just looked at the old man who was dashing left and right on the ground as if he had entered a place where there was no one.
'His physical fitness is five times that of an ordinary person.'
'That attack method … is controlling the nitrogen molecules to perform horizontal displacement.'
'With the body of a mortal, he has grasped the ability of a Void Refinement Stage cultivator to interfere with the material world. '
'This can be called a superpower.'
'The power hidden within his bloodline.'
Zuo Qingcang clearly remembered that Adam had once told him in the sanctuary that if he wanted to unlock the true power of his left eye, he had to use the blood of some people.
Now that he had experienced the incident in the artificial Divine World, how could he not know that the creator of the left eye was from Bai Chou's clan? That clan had unfathomable strength and technology. Their blood was obviously the way to unlock the left eye and obtain a higher level of authority.
'Then, the blood of the North Demon Sect's leader has the same effect. What is their relationship with Bai Chou's clan?'
Just as Zuo Qingcang was thinking, the old man had already gained the upper hand in the battle below. The entire mecha division was almost destroyed by him.
Zuo Qingcang ordered calmly, "Use live ammunition. Team Two, go."
The next moment, all the mecha warriors threw away their tranquilizer guns and picked up the Gauss rifles on their backs. In an instant, countless death storms rushed toward the old man.
The old man's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his pupils shrunk to the size of a needle tip. The airflow in the surroundings seemed to have condensed into a solid state. Accompanied by densely packed crashing sounds, he spat out a mouthful of blood. However, with a flash of his body, he had already darted out like a ghost.
"200 meters per second, 300 meters per second, supersonic speed!"
"Retreat, retreat, all the soldiers, retreat!"
The old man's entire body was enveloped by airflow. His figure surged forward at supersonic speed like a super tornado, tearing everything in front of him into pieces. His speed was not something that the soldiers could aim at or hit, even with the auxiliary aiming system on the mecha.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the soldiers fell to the ground. The old man's expression became increasingly savage. Looking at the rapidly retreating army, his voice rang out in the air.
"Do you think you can escape?"
"All of you will die."
"Not only you, but also the dog officials who ordered you and the dog emperor above you. I will tear them into pieces one by one."
"You've found the wrong opponent."
However, in the next moment, the ground started to tremble. Tens of huge figures that were the size of small mountains slowly approached. Under the coverage of the Apocalypse Tank's firepower, the old man was directly hit into a daze. He only felt that his body was surrounded by scorching high temperatures, terrifying shock waves, and densely packed shrapnel.
His body was sent flying here and there by the explosions. He darted left and right, but he was unable to break out of the area covered by the concentrated firepower and was blasted back by the explosions.
Zuo Qingcang, who was in the air, had also understood what he wanted to know.
'Is this the power of the bloodline of the Bai Chou Clan? Or should I say, the racial ability? '
Based on Zuo Qingcang's judgment, if the Fretful Village, the only village in this world that had grasped extraordinary powers, were really clues to the Left Eye and if they had really inherited the Baichou Clan's bloodline, then he would have one concern. It was whether or not anyone would interfere when he dealt with these people.
If the key was really their blood, then it meant that the people of the Fretful Village were all descendants of the Bai Chou Clan. Perhaps they were descendants left behind by one of the Bai Chou Clan, or perhaps some of them had escaped to this world.
Therefore, he had the concern of others interfering.
In fact, it was very close to Zuo Qingcang's guess. The Fretful Village was the result of a night of absurdity by an expert. However, that unknown expert obviously did not take those mixed-blood descendants seriously.
Just like now, it seemed that the old man was seriously injured, but the army did not encounter any interference.
"Cease fire."
All the Apocalypse Tanks stopped attacking. Under the fearful gazes of the villagers, the old man's figure slowly appeared as the smoke dissipated.
At this moment, there were bloodstains all over his body, and a large area of his back was burned. He was at his lowest state.
He narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky. He seemed to see a black figure slowly descending from the sky under the cover of the sunlight. The terrifying pressure and monstrous aura caused him to be unable to move.
Under the envelopment of Zuo Qingcang's consciousness, the old man's body was completely immobilized.
Then, Zuo Qingcang moved his hand and cut open the old man's right hand. Blood spurted out like a fountain and turned into a round ball that Zuo Qingcang grasped in his hand.
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