Judgment Group, Reporting In!

When Wang Jixuan burst in using Earth Escape, Dragonfly Aunt had actually already regained consciousness.

But the injuries covering Dragonfly Aunt's body, coupled with the dizziness caused by suffocation, had already robbed this powerful A+-Class Psionicist of any chance to save herself.

She was in a daze;

complaining about the hardships of her life, a trace of unwillingness rose in her heart.

Death by oxygen deprivation was excruciating. There was no quick end, no clean release. Her psionically charged body was instinctively struggling to survive, yet she could not mobilize her psionic power to supply oxygen to her brain.

Fuck, the flashbacks are starting...

Dragonfly Aunt laughed bitterly to herself, her thoughts growing fragmented.

Scenes from her childhood kept appearing before her eyes. Those had been the cold days in the slums of the Psionic Capital. Though she could only eat half her fill every day, she had still been carefree and happy, free as the wind. Then came an Infusion Experiment. At barely fifteen or sixteen, she had been thrown into a pool infused with Blade Beast Blood. That became the turning point of her destiny. When she climbed out of the pool and was struck by the light shooting from that wall, she inexplicably became one of the elite. An elite who was neither human nor ghost. She began avoiding mirrors and numbing herself with alcohol. Even with several teachers constantly looking after her, she felt as though she were endlessly falling into an abyss.

The days after that really hurt.

Ugh, I regret not getting hormone treatments to lose weight. I'm not weak either. I could've at least used some resources to keep a pretty boy... a pretty boy with a muscular body... ah... I'm dying...

Where's my partner? Save me... Tch, I still haven't delivered that Talisman Water to the teachers... They suffered their whole lives. They should get to enjoy themselves a little when they're old...

As if experiencing a final burst of vitality, Dragonfly Aunt opened her eyes a sliver.

Before her were hazy shadows and light—the stone chamber that had originally stored the Spiritual Practitioner slab, its specially lowered ceiling, and... the Demon Helmet that suddenly entered her view.

Those twisted horns. The constantly flashing indicator lights.

The helmet's silver-coated visor opened, revealing a handsome but somewhat pale face.

Holy shit, I'm hallucinating. Wang Zheng actually showed up!

Why am I hallucinating about this? I'm not even interested in Wang Zheng. His body's not bad, but he's still nowhere near as burly as the Devil Commander-in-Chief. Nice to look at, but probably useless.

No, this isn't a hallucination!

"Wang..."

Wang Jixuan pointed a finger down.

Dragonfly Aunt only felt a cool breath pour into her lungs and fill her mind. She shuddered and immediately became much more lucid.

That desperate suffocating sensation remained. She could not help imagining how Wang Zheng would save him in this state. By all rights, mouth-to-mouth resuscitation should work now, right?

It would not be a problem if Auntie took a little advantage...

Slap.

Wang Jixuan fastened a simple oxygen mask over Dragonfly Aunt's face. The palm-sized oxygen generator connected to it could ensure normal oxygen supply for two or three hours.

Wang Jixuan took out two pills and guided them with his Sword Finger. The pills circled Dragonfly Aunt, scattering specks of starlight as they nourished the wounds all over her body and caused them to heal at an astonishing speed.

After finishing this, Wang Jixuan quickly sat cross-legged on the spot and relied on the medicinal power and the continuous spiritual power from crystal cores to rapidly restore his mana.

The Void Return Realm had one illusory advantage;

once mana was depleted, it could be replenished quickly.

His spiritual sense locked onto the passageway, where a fierce battle had already begun. From the moment they clashed, both sides had gone all out.

Their side consisted of a mixed force of Mechs, Half-Human Mechs, and Psionicists.

Both the Maid Group and Buddha Hall Squad had undergone a considerable boost in combat power.

Their advantage lay in long-range firepower suppression, and they were pushing that advantage to the limit. Hundreds of blazing exhaust trails appeared in the narrow passage, causing its temperature to soar.

Weaker Psionicists, or those who had been injured before, simply could not hold their ground under such dense firepower.

Yet the two Judgment Squads from the Psionic Capital relied on their own strength, as well as Xing Tian's subordinates as human shields, to withstand their side's ranged assault.

The distance between them rapidly closed, quickly turning into close-quarters combat.

Wang Jixuan realized that he had underestimated the Black Shell Instructor.

Perhaps Black Shell Instructor had seemed "not that strong" during his battle with Jin Gu Gang, causing Wang Jixuan to form a preconceived misjudgment.

In truth, Black Shell had been on the verge of collapse then. That final overload had already been an all-or-nothing gamble. Now, after being nourished by the Crane Origin Pill, Black Shell could overload a hundred times without issue.

"Madman Black Shell" had returned directly to his peak!

Black Shell unleashed his full firepower against the Psionicists. After the ranged bombardment, he charged forward alone and locked directly onto that Awakened S-Class Psionicist!

He engaged in close combat, preventing the opponent from using his abilities!

Black Shell's Mechanical Arm left behind a blur of afterimages. The S-Class Psionicist was blasted backward again and again, psionic energy flashing all over his body. He could only rely on the single method of Mental Shock to force Black Shell to temporarily avoid his edge.

Due to the terrain restrictions, the Maid Group could not deploy their sword array either. But they no longer had to rely on it. With their Annihilation Cannons and their own bodies, they could directly clash with these Psionicists.

Wu Man led several frontline Psionicists against the Judgment Squad members. Empowered by their technological armor, they handled them with ease.

Wu Man could even use Buddhist techniques and talismans to continually harass the other Psionicists while fighting the female S-Class Psionicist at a distance.

Calm-minded, observant, and decisive.

Wu Man was clearly a talent suited for battlefield control.

Wang Jixuan smiled in satisfaction at the sight.

Good. He did not need to worry.

It was just that...

Wang Jixuan watched Xing Tian, who was being protected at the very back by several Psionicists. Xing Tian was still troubled by the power of the curse and could not awaken from his nightmare.

That did make it convenient to launch a sneak attack.

However, he and Dragonfly Aunt were currently deep behind enemy lines and could not reveal themselves easily. Otherwise, if the enemy turned around and attacked them with all their strength, he was not confident he could use Earth Escape to flee with Dragonfly Aunt.

The Void Return Realm was, after all, not yet the stage where he was at his strongest.

Dragonfly Aunt slowly sat up while holding her forehead. Her injuries were already mostly healed.

Just as she was about to offer her thanks, her eyelid suddenly twitched. She saw the Pitch Black Butterfly resting on the stone platform not far from Wang Jixuan.

Dragonfly Aunt's expression shook. Flames blossomed in her hands as she immediately prepared to pounce.

Whoosh.

The butterfly transformed into the form of that young woman and stared coldly at Dragonfly Aunt. If Dragonfly Aunt dared attack her, she would certainly make this Psionicist endure some necessary punishment.

"Don't attack."

Wang Jixuan sat meditating with his eyes closed and said:

"This is the Fifth Spiritual Practitioner. I've already won her over. She'll cooperate with us from now on."

"Hmph," Number Five raised her head and said, "I haven't agreed yet."

Daoist Wang smiled and said nothing more. He took out several more pills and delivered them before Dragonfly Aunt, saying simply, "Take them. You can ignore your injuries for now. The passage outside is under fire. Wait for me, then we'll cut off their retreat."

"Alright."

Dragonfly Aunt gave an embarrassed laugh but said nothing more. She opened her mouth and swallowed the pills, feeling the medicinal power strengthen her body.

The pain from her injuries truly receded by more than half.

Dragonfly Aunt exclaimed in admiration, "You actually saved me. Unbelievable."

Wang Jixuan asked in confusion, "What's unbelievable about that? Aren't we partners?"

"We are," Dragonfly Aunt said with a smile. "Thanks."

Daoist Wang answered simply and tossed aside the crystal core in his hand.

He faintly sensed a kind of urgency, an unease produced by the slight stirring of his spiritual sense earlier.

Thus, he extravagantly took out two newly seized General-Class Blade Beast crystal cores and held them in his hands to accelerate his absorption of spiritual power.

Seeing that Dragonfly Aunt could already move, Wang Jixuan took out several Data Devices.

"Don't sit idle. Go to Area Three and find their equipment. Bring back the data. It might be useful."

"Got it. You stay busy."

Dragonfly Aunt waved her hand and stepped forward. Four thin Light Wings appeared behind her back, and her body sped outward.

If Dragonfly Aunt had possessed a slender woman's figure, this scene would surely have seemed extraordinarily ethereal.

The Fifth Spiritual Practitioner sat on the edge of the stone platform.

This stone platform had originally been used to place the Fifth Spiritual Practitioner's slab.

She looked at Wang Jixuan and leisurely said, "Looks like you've won over another heart."

"Is that so?"

Wang Jixuan responded noncommittally.

In the battle within the passage, their side had gained the overwhelming advantage. But these Psionicists had shown their tenacious side, fighting while retreating, and they still could not be taken down for the moment.

His teammates were fighting fiercely while he was on standby.

The feeling was inexplicably pleasant.

The Daoist probably won't be needed at all.

A faint smile spread across Wang Jixuan's lips. Just as he was about to relax a little, his spiritual sense stirred again.

"Hm?"

The Fifth Spiritual Practitioner seemed to have discovered something and looked upward at an angle.

She was first slightly stunned, then showed understanding, and finally looked at Wang Jixuan with amusement. "Do you need me to announce in advance that you've won?"

"This victory or defeat no longer means much to me."

Wang Jixuan said:

"Your slab and Xing Tian will soon fall into our hands as well."

"You really aren't polite," Number Five said with a clicking laugh. "Indeed, Xing Tian and the turtle shell arranged by the Six Elders were easily neutralized by you. But many things are not under your control. This is not your territory, after all."

Wang Jixuan opened his eyes and stared at the Fifth Spiritual Practitioner. "You mean you're going to interfere?"

"Why would I interfere?"

The Fifth Spiritual Practitioner shrugged.

"It isn't Blade Beasts attacking. You're fighting over me, aren't you?"

"True," Wang Jixuan sighed, beginning to set a trap for Number Five. "I'm already thinking about how to go back and trouble the Fourth Spiritual Practitioner. He said you were an utterly evil criminal who destroyed many planets."

Number Five clicked her tongue.

"Good and evil, righteousness and wickedness—those are definitions you impose yourselves.

"Using your social systems and historical culture.

"In pursuit of power, my notions in this regard have become extremely faint, because thinking about such things would inevitably create interference."

Wang Jixuan froze.

Natural talent.

This Fifth Spiritual Practitioner possessed such a high level of Dao heart cultivation. It was clear that she must have been extraordinarily powerful at her peak.

Just as Wang Jixuan was about to continue questioning her, his spiritual sense abruptly detected over a dozen figures appearing two thousand meters in the sky.

They seemed to have jumped straight out of the air.

There was a Stealth Transport Plane up there!

The figures plunged straight downward without slowing down. In less than twenty seconds, they were near Rainbow Town. One of them raised a hand and pressed downward. A powerful psionic force pushed upward and steadily caught the dozen or so people.

These were...

More than ten S-Class Psionicists!

At their head was a middle-aged man in a white suit. His face was sinister and his expression cold. At that moment, he condensed an ostentatious white cape from psionic energy and gently pressed down with his right hand.

The ground rapidly cracked and collapsed. The buildings below fell in swathes!

Hundreds, perhaps thousands, of ordinary people were killed or injured because of it.

The building of Septic Tank Station below was directly overturned, revealing the pitch-black passage beneath it. The Psionicist lightly pointed his Civilization Staff forward. Only three elderly people remained by his side as twelve men and women flew downward together. Mysterious symbols lit up on four of them.

Mai Qingting's frantic shout carried in from outside the stone chamber:

"Meng Jin! Meng Jin suddenly arrived! He brought a group of his confidants! The leader of the Psionic Management Committee Judgment Group! They're about to enter the passage! The sensing Larva Egg I left behind happened to see them!"

Wang Jixuan:...

More than ten S-Class Psionicists;

the leader of the Psionic Management Committee Judgment Group;

How was he supposed to fight this?

But this was not the time to hesitate, nor could he show the slightest fear. Wang Jixuan wrapped his spiritual sense around his people and directly gave the order:

"Peony, lead the Maid Group to cover the rear. Use the sixth formation of the Seven Star Sword Array to seal the passage! The enemy is behind you!"

"Wu Man! Shake off the enemy! Don't fight them to the death!"

"Instructor, use whatever methods you have immediately! More than ten S-Class Psionicists from the Psionic Management Committee Judgment Group are cutting off our retreat! Have your people retreat from near Snow Mountain Base! Hurry!"

The moment his spiritual transmission ended, Peony suddenly erupted in an overload. Peony, who had been hiding this strength all along, switched targets and charged at the weaker S-Class Psionicist. Before the opponent could react, she forcibly tore open her Psionic Energy Shield and aimed her Annihilation Cannon at the opponent's forehead, firing fiercely.

The female Psionicist's eyes went wide. Peony's sudden change caught her completely off guard, and nearly half her head was directly dissolved!

Black Shell could not immediately take down the injured Awakened Psionicist, so he simply blasted the opponent into the stone wall.

Wu Man led several Psionicists in forcibly switching positions, deliberately exposing an opening.

The members of those two Judgment Squads truly had a strong grasp of opportunities. The moment they saw the opening, they rushed out, terrified that moving too slowly would get them killed here.

Both sides completed the switch in a short time.

But suddenly, twelve powerful waves of psionic energy erupted in the passage. Flames and violent winds surged at the same time, the flames filling the entire passage and spewing forward!

Black Shell shouted, "Fuck, I'll hold them off! Everyone retreat to Area One!"

The scene fell into chaos once more.

This time, their people retreated into Xing Tian's Turtle Shell Base, while only seven of those Psionicists escaped. They were all Judgment Squad members and were covered in injuries.

Deep in the passage, those few Xing Tian subordinates who had luckily survived were in misery.

They had loyally carried the Spiritual Practitioner slab and the unconscious Xing Tian, but now they had to directly face the fierce assault of Wu Man, Peony, and several Psionicists still in good condition. They had little ability to resist and were immediately wiped out.

The situation on the field changed in an instant.

The injured Awakened Psionicist turned around and tried to suppress Black Shell, refusing to let him retreat into the base. Powerful reinforcements had arrived from behind, yet they had failed to form a pincer attack. This infuriated his proud heart, and he was determined to leave Black Shell behind even at the cost of worsening his own injuries.

But Black Shell flashed away. The Maid Group held greatswords in their right hands and activated Annihilation Cannons with their left, advancing in a sword array and swiftly adding several new wounds to the Awakened Psionicist.

The Awakened Psionicist decisively fled backward, crashing into the flames surging from behind.

Black Shell made an instant decision and directly bombarded the passage with the Laser Cannons on his body, causing sections of the passage to collapse one after another.

Those twelve powerful S-Class Psionicists were already rapidly closing in.

Meng Jin's voice rang out everywhere, forcibly amplified by psionic energy.

"Everyone, surrender and you will not die. All I want is Black Storm. I do not wish to offend Fu Jian to the death."

Black Shell laughed twice. "If you want our Little Black, get past me first!"

With that, he turned and signaled for the Maid Group to continue bombing the passage, then quietly shouted into the comm channel:

"Fall back! Our reinforcements will arrive in forty minutes!"

Meanwhile.

In Area Four of the Secret Base, inside that stone chamber.

Fifth Spiritual Practitioner leisurely watched Wang Jixuan.

I should be able to harvest a High-Tier Spirit Slave, she thought.