"Ling Chen, the most crucial thing now is to find Miss Nanrong and the others. How about this, we split into three groups: one from the Secret Society, one from the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, and us. We’ll expand the search area and save so ti," Hu Fei suggested.
Sang Ji nodded and said, "That’s a good idea. Whoever finds the entrance first should imdiately notify the others."
Zhou Qi patted Ling Chen on the shoulder and admonished, "Take good care of yourselves and be careful."
Watching Sang Ji and Zhou Qi leave, Ling Chen turned to Hu Fei and asked, "You’ve been here longer than and should be more familiar with the environnt of Yinan Village. Where should we start looking?"
Liu Dongsheng pointed towards the nearby bamboo forest and said, "That place is full of chanisms. I suspect the entrance is inside there."
"Let’s go check it out," Ling Chen said without hesitation and imdiately headed towards the bamboo forest.
When they reached the edge of the forest, Ling Chen didn’t think twice before plunging in, weaving through the dense foliage, searching for the entrance.
As Liu Dongsheng had said, the bamboo forest was packed with motion-detecting devices; the security was extrely tight. Nobody would believe that there wasn’t sothing amiss here.
However, the bamboo forest was vast, and finding the entrance amidst it, though not quite like looking for a needle in a haystack, was not far off, and who knew how much ti it would waste.
As they moved, a gust of wind suddenly hit Ling Chen’s ears. Almost instantly, Ling Chen shifted his feet and slightly turned his body, only to see a sharp dagger slashing close to his clothes.
Without waiting for the assailant to retract, the quick-reacting Ling Chen swiftly locked the person’s wrist, gently pulled, and imdiately threw the person to the ground. Then, Ling Chen squatted and punched the person’s face.
Bang!
Accompanied by a muffled sound, the assailant imdiately passed out.
"Ling Chen, are you alright?" Hu Fei who had caught up asked.
Ling Chen shook his head and looked into the dark bamboo forest, his eyebrows unconsciously furrowing. Continuing this search was uncertain; perhaps the God Organization had already led Nanrong Wanqing and the others to escape through another exit.
"Fatso, do you have a lighter on you?"
"I do." Liu Dongsheng pulled a kerosene lighter from his pocket and tossed it to Ling Chen, asking, "Are you thinking of setting fire to the bamboo forest?"
"You saw it too, there’s definitely more than one Dark Post in this bamboo forest. Rather than waste ti, it’s better to burn it down and force those bastards out."
With that said, Ling Chen walked straight to a pile of dry branches and ignited them. Fortunately, it had been clear weather recently; the branches were dry and highly flammable. Soon, the fire started spreading quickly through the entire bamboo forest.
Watching the fierce flas rapidly expand and surge into the sky, Ling Chen turned and said, "Let’s go."
Leaving the bamboo forest, Ling Chen could only hear shouts of killing around, mainly concentrated in two directions. He wasn’t worried about the safety of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion and the Secret Society; with their abilities, so small fry posed no threat to them.
...
At this mont.
In a spacious room, Wu Jun stood in front of several large screens, watching the flas rising into the sky, his expression extrely somber.
"Mr. Wu, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion and the Secret Society have both sent masters, and our ground troops may have difficulty resisting. Should we ask Mr. Lin for instructions to dispatch more people?"
"What’s the hurry," Wu Jun said coldly. "How’s the situation at the laboratory?"
"The experint is still continuing, with no results yet. Since it’s the first ti conducting such an experint, it will take a longer ti."
"Tell them not to terminate the experint without my orders. Also, keep a close watch on Nanrong Wanqing, she is an important bargaining chip."
"Understood."
After his subordinate left, Wu Jun picked up his cellphone, walked alone to the corner of the room, and dialed a number.
At this ti, outside the bamboo forest, Ling Chen stared intently at the firestorm, his face emotionless. In less than three minutes, more than ten people had escaped from the blaze. Unfortunately, their bodies had already been consud by the flas; even though they escaped the bamboo forest, they still could not escape death.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a silhouette burst out of the raging flas at high speed, quickly approaching him in the blink of an eye.
Ling Chen’s pupils shrank; without ti to think, he quickly pushed away the people around him and swiftly retreated.
It was only after he had retreated more than ten ters that Ling Chen steadied himself and looked at the person who had erged from the fire.
Ji Gang!
Recognizing the identity of the other person, Ling Chen’s heart skipped a beat, and his frown deepened. It was this old man!
"Your life is indeed tough," Ji Gang said coldly as he stared at Ling Chen. "I thought you were dead."
"How could I be dead if you are not?" Ling Chen retorted unabashedly.
"Humph!"
With a cold snort, Ji Gang’s body instantly disappeared from its spot, moving like a gust of wind, rapidly closing in on Ling Chen. In the blink of an eye, the distance of over ten ters between them had shrunk to two ters.
So fast!
Ling Chen backpedaled quickly, his eyes closely tracking Ji Gang, trying to lock onto his position. However, Ji Gang’s speed was too fast, almost eluding his sight.
"Die!"
A cold shout ca, and Ling Chen’s body stiffened, instantly surrounded by an overpowering aura. He felt Ji Gang’s shadow everywhere, montarily stunned and completely at a loss.
Although he had received guidance from Su He, Ling Chen didn’t believe that just a few days of training could close the gap with a Heavenly List master, which was clearly unrealistic.
In a flash of thought, a cold, sharp light suddenly shot towards him, landing right next to Ling Chen’s foot. At the sa ti, the pressure around Ling Chen greatly diminished, and he felt as if he had just taken a round trip through hell, covered in cold sweat.
Taking a breath, Ling Chen looked at the sword embedded in the ground, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
At that mont, Ji Gang stood with his hands behind him to the side, his sharp gaze sweeping around, and coldly spoke, "Qin Chuan, since you’ve co, why hide and not show yourself?"
"Ji Gang, as a master of the Heavenly List, what ability is it to bully a youngster?"
As the voice sounded, Ling Chen’s sight unexpectedly included an old man, youthful yet with white hair, a face radiant with health, tall and muscular, dressed in a light blue Tang suit, giving an ethereal impression.
Qin Chuan!
A thought struck Ling Chen; this was the mysterious Heavenly List master from Heavenly chanism Pavilion tasked with ensuring Su i’s safety.
Ji Gang responded disdainfully, "A defeated subordinate, what right do you have to challenge ?"
Unconcerned with Ji Gang’s mockery, Qin Chuan calmly said, "I know your strength, so I do not intend to confront you directly. Today’s battle doesn’t concern us; I just need to hold you off." After speaking, Qin Chuan glanced at Ling Chen and said, "Leave this place to , you go attend to your matters."
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