Translator: CinderTL
"Are you sure that guy is in Suojia City?"
On the asphalt road at night, a black off-road vehicle sped along.
A deep voice echoed as Onit, with an impatient look in his eyes, glanced at the woman in the trench coat sitting beside him.
"Of course, otherwise why would I be going with you?"
Hong Ling's gaze was calm, a virtual screen floating in front of her.
"That guy is quite flamboyant, as if he's afraid people won't know where he is."
"However, he has people from the Red Nation military with him, along with two Martial Arts Grandmasters."
"Just a bunch of trash!"
Interrupting her, Onit exhaled a puff of white steam, seemingly scalding hot.
"With me here, no matter how many people there are, they'll just become wandering souls."
"Let's hurry."
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Early the next morning, Chen Feng was awakened by the vibrating alarm clock.
Focusing his gaze, he saw that it was around 6:30, more than half an hour earlier than his usual waking time from the dream realm.
At 7:30 this morning, Suojia City would lift its shipping ban.
He planned to personally go to the scene and use his perception to screen those leaving, just in case.
Immediately, he got up and walked to the window, pulling open the curtains with a swish.
The bustling city came into view, with neon signs of various colors flashing continuously.
Focusing his gaze on the Suro River, aside from the increasing number of cargo ships of various sizes, there was nothing unusual.
There seemed to be some connection between the dream and reality, but also some differences.
"What exactly is the black hole?"
He frowned in thought, as his stay in the real dream last night had revealed a startling fact.
Most of Suojia City was actually enveloped by a spatial barrier in the dream.
But now, looking out, the world seemed perfectly normal, with vehicles still coming and going on the bridges and roads leading out, unimpeded.
"Is it something special about the dream?"
"Or is it that a Secret Realm is about to emerge near Suojia City?"
One thought after another arose, and Chen Feng felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.
He wanted to reveal some of this to the outside world, but he couldn't expose his dream-entering ability.
Shaking his head, he ultimately had to suppress this suspicion.
Withdrawing his gaze, he looked at the panel.
Without any hesitation, he silently uttered the two words he had been waiting for.
"Upgrade!"
Buzz!!
In an instant, all his insights flooded in.
Extreme Martial Arts, Limit Breaking Orbs, all consumed in one go.
At the same time, the progress of Extreme Martial Fist skyrocketed, breaking through the shackles!
[Extreme Martial Fist: Falling Sun (1%)]
With Extreme Martial Fist finally breaking through, Chen Feng keenly sensed a subtle change within his body.
The improvement in his physical attributes wasn't that significant, but.
Raising his palm, he looked down.
A hazy white light gathered there, as if a small sun was blooming in his palm.
Unlike Meteor, which shot out from the body for a long-range attack.
Falling Sun compressed and condensed all the energy in the palm, exploding upon impact with the target.
To some extent, it shared similarities with the Force techniques of the Flame Tiger Sect.
But in terms of power, it was far beyond, and he was confident he could shatter Radiant Alloy.
"Hmm?"
Thinking of this, Chen Feng's heart stirred.
As the thought arose, a crimson light followed in his palm.
In an instant, the white sun in his hand was covered in crimson, not only slightly concealed but also adding a scorching and explosive power beyond the pure Falling Sun.
Nodding in satisfaction, he was now even more certain that he had firmly established himself at the fifth tier.
But in terms of limits, "there's still a gap."
He wasn't disappointed because it meant his limits were far higher and stronger than the average person.
Knock! Knock!
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
Chen Feng sensed it and soon saw Xu Tingxiao, his face filled with excitement, knocking and shouting repeatedly.
"Senior Brother!"
"Demon Moon has appeared!!"
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Boom!!
On the road beside the Suro River, shattered glass exploded in all directions, scattering across the ground.
Looking up, one could see a figure falling from the window of a hotel, plummeting seven or eight stories.
Thud! A dull sound echoed, and the crowd below looked up in horror.
A man cloaked in a crow-black robe had fallen to his death on the spot, his blood spreading into a pool.
Shocked gazes turned upward, and through the broken window of the hotel, it seemed like a fight was taking place.
At the same time, black crows were seen attacking each other, and then another robed figure fell from the high building.
"Stealing the Divine Crystal, you deserve a terrible death!"
"Ah!"
Amid the screams, a black crow exploded, and another figure fell dead.
The once intact room was now in complete disarray—the TV smashed, the bed and walls full of holes and dents.
Several corpses lay on the ground, their black crow tattoos particularly striking.
Seeing this, Demon Moon, her face veiled in black, looked grim. She hadn't expected to be tracked down by the Crows of the Dead.
"Master Protector, what should we do?"
A female subordinate in a jacket asked anxiously, knowing that such commotion would surely expose their location.
Demon Moon met her gaze, her expression cold, her dark eyes seemingly tinged with blood-red.
Buzz! Instantly, the woman in the jacket stiffened, her eyes struggling, resisting in pain.
But in less than two seconds, she had lost her own thoughts.
"Good thing I planted an Illusion Seed in you long ago."
Demon Moon said coldly, quickly ordering her to rush out of the hotel to draw attention.
Then, her gaze turned to the Suro River's shipping checkpoint, which was about to lift its ban. She darted out of the building and soon disappeared.
In the crowd below, a man in a brown trench coat seemed to sense something.
He didn't act further because he saw a familiar figure rushing into the hotel, chasing after the woman.
"Pei Pokong, heh, old man, you're still quite spry."
Shaking his head, he decided not to intervene.
The intuition brought by Pinnacle Intent was quite mysterious; he could vaguely sense that something was off in Suojia City.
Buzz!!
A black business car sped out of the hotel, and a virtual screen appeared in front of the military man in the passenger seat.
The location of Grandmaster Flying Eagle was constantly shifting, getting closer to Suojia City's shipping checkpoint.
"It seems Senior Yang wasn't lying; he really forced Demon Moon out."
Zhou Wuren sighed from the back seat, knowing that Pei Pokong was in pursuit of Demon Moon.
Beside him, He Jian quickly pulled up the scene, and Chen Feng saw the fallen corpses through the projected virtual screen.
"The Crows of the Dead, huh..."
He was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected Yang Wudi's method to be this.
But thinking about it, it made sense. Demon Moon had fused with the Divine Crystal containing the Power of the Dead, so naturally, the Evil God Cult would have a way to track her. That was something he had overlooked before.
Buzz! The military driver wanted to speed up, but it was peak commuting hours, with people and cars everywhere, causing heavy traffic.
"Stop the car."
Chen Feng immediately ordered, then took the positioning device, opened the door, and rushed into the street.
The sound of rapid footsteps echoed continuously as he sprinted on foot at an astonishing speed.
Zhou Wuren thought for a moment and decided to follow. The two of them dashed toward the shipping checkpoint one after the other, leaving behind a trail of afterimages that drew surprised glances from passersby.
One minute, three minutes, five minutes—the Suro River gradually appeared on the distant horizon, with clusters of concrete buildings faintly visible on either side.
However.
"Huh?"
Chen Feng suddenly sensed something was wrong. Within his perception, the rows of streetlights along the outer road of Suojia City were flickering as if the current was unstable.
High above, the crisscrossing power lines also emitted faint sparks, barely visible to the naked eye, quietly flashing on the surface of the cables.
His footsteps halted abruptly as Chen Feng looked down at the locator in his hand.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Wuren finally caught up, asking with a puzzled expression.
But soon, his brow furrowed as he noticed the locator's signal weakening continuously.
"Huh?"
"Could it be magnetic field interference, or is the signal source malfunctioning?" he speculated.
Chen Feng didn't respond, instead relying on his intuition that something was amiss.
Buzz! Buzz! At that moment, the phone in his pocket began vibrating incessantly.
Under his heightened perception, everything became clear. Chen Feng recognized the satellite communication number he had once answered before.
Beep! In an instant, he answered the call.
"Fengzi!!"
"Quick, leave Suojia!!"
Lin Hao's voice came through urgently, and Zhou Wuren overheard the commotion.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Feng asked gravely, his intuition telling him that something was seriously wrong.
"Go!"
"Don't ask, just go!!"
Almost shouting, Lin Hao was frantic, completely losing his usual composure.
Beside him, Zhou Wuren's brow furrowed deeply, and Chen Feng's heart sank inexplicably.
"Get out of Suojia City! That place—"
Beep! The signal suddenly cut off, and the voice vanished instantly.
Chen Feng's expression grew increasingly solemn, and Zhou Wuren beside him also began to sense something was off.
Bang!!
A lamppost by the Suro River was struck and snapped in half, collapsing to the ground.
Pedestrians on both sides screamed in panic as a woman in a black coat and veil leaped into the port.
Dense stacks of containers were piled up, a sea of red and blue.
Cranes were busy nearby, and Suro workers in uniforms moved about in the distance, creating a cacophony of noise.
"Demon Moon, you can't escape!"
Pei Pokong's brow furrowed as he unleashed his Force, leaping forward in pursuit.
The port was a flat expanse of concrete, with black crows swooping through the air, gliding past the cranes.
Below, the figure in black vanished among the clusters of containers.
Worried she might escape, Pei Pokong charged forward.
The next second.
Boom!! The crane overhead seemed to lose control, and the massive container it was holding came crashing down.
His expression shifted slightly as Pei Pokong unleashed his Force, thrusting his palm upward.
Bang!!! The Flying Eagle True Intent shot through the air, a white surge of Force so violent that it sent the container flying, crashing into an uninhabited area.
"Such a tricky Illusionary Art."
Retracting his gaze, Pei Pokong clearly saw the crane operator's stiff expression, evidently influenced by the black crow that had flown past, falling victim to Demon Moon's illusion.
Not daring to let his guard down, he charged forward again in pursuit.
Similar situations arose afterward, but he managed to avoid them safely.
Until finally, at the edge of the port, by the riverside.
Rows of cargo ships of various sizes were docked here. The figure of the woman in black gauze flickered visibly as she dashed into a large grayish-white cargo ship.
The busy workers above were too preoccupied with the shock of the collapsed containers to notice the shadowy figure flashing by.
Pei Pokong's expression turned grim. He had no choice but to employ his movement technique, leaping forward like a Flying Eagle.
Mid-air, the deck of the cargo ship was within reach.
But.
Several security personnel inside the large cargo ship suddenly changed their expressions, shouting in fear and opening fire with their guns.
"Damn it!"
Pei Pokong's eyes flickered slightly as the Force within him erupted, enveloping his entire body.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The gunfire was continuous. Hidden inside the large cargo ship, Demon Moon sneered.
A mere Grandmaster, daring to pursue her.
Little did he know, the more crowded the place, the more troublesome she became.
Tap! Tap!
Immediately, several vigilant security personnel from the merchant ship approached.
One of them raised his gun, intending to shout a warning, but a black light flashed in her eyes, and a Black Crow seemed to swoop low beside her.
In an instant, the faces of the men in front of her stiffened, and they lowered their guns, brushing past her.
She shook her head. It was a pity she was in too much of a hurry to plant an Illusion Seed, only managing a superficial hypnosis.
"But it's almost over. As long as I can leave Suojia, I can hide anywhere."
"When the time comes, I'll have my chance for revenge."
Demon Moon quickened her pace, her Force bursting forth as she darted between the cargo ships.
Finally, the shipping checkpoint drew closer.
Her face was slightly pale, clearly showing signs of exhaustion.
But she didn't care. As long as she could leave this place, it would all be worth it.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gunfire erupted again from the cargo ship behind her. At the shipping checkpoint in the center of the riverbank, many patrollers and stationed military personnel were drawn to the commotion.
Guns raised, alert, patrolling.
One by one, figures began a thorough search inside the cargo ships. Faintly, she could hear something about unstable signals and magnetic field interference.
She didn't have time to delve deeper as a military personnel came face to face with her.
Buzz!!
The black light flashed in her eyes again as she cast another Illusionary Art, misleading him.
The two brushed past each other, and she leaped onto a small merchant ship that was about to pass through the checkpoint.
The surface of the Suro River rippled continuously as the steel gate of the checkpoint ahead began to open, ready to let the ship through.
Demon Moon flashed again, rushing into the interior of the shipping checkpoint.
She unleashed a burst of black light, casting a large-scale Illusionary Art. She knew hiding inside the merchant ship wouldn't escape the scanning instruments here.
Many of the staff were misled, subconsciously overlooking her presence.
The shadow flickered continuously, and she seized the opportunity to rush out of the dam platform, leaping onto a merchant ship that had already passed the checkpoint.
Screech!!
The cry of an eagle erupted behind her, sounding urgent and unwilling.
Demon Moon landed steadily, standing behind a stack of cargo boxes on the deck, looking back at the shipping checkpoint she was about to leave completely.
The elderly Grandmaster was charging forward among the queued cargo ships, while the patrollers and military personnel on the steel dam were furious.
But strangely, no one noticed she had boarded this merchant ship.
"Suojia City."
"Pei Pokong, Zhou Wuren, Chen Feng."
Hatred and killing intent flashed in her eyes as Demon Moon tightened her black coat, taking in the scene before her.
Today, she had narrowly escaped, and she remembered everything.
Heh, when the time came, she would settle the scores with these people's sects one by one. The thought flashed through her mind as she retracted her cold, resentful gaze and stepped around the cargo boxes tied with hemp ropes.
Deckhands with guns patrolled the deck, but she had never felt so relaxed before.
Want to hunt me down? Take a good look at what you're dealing with!!!
At that moment, a Tiger Roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the surface of the Suro River was now shrouded in layers of mist.
In horror, she saw the Flame Tiger charging forward, with a black-clad figure swiftly gliding across the water.
A cold face, an unyielding intent to kill.
With a leap, he soared into the sky and then descended, landing on the deck with a thunderous thud.
Boom!!!!
(End of the Chapter)
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