Dragon Head narrowed his eyes as he watched the mine carts gradually approach.
Strategist sneered. "That idiot couldn't have escaped this deserted island anyway. This is even better—we won't have to go looking for him."
The coal cart was almost there. Zhao Ritian jumped down, grabbed the brake lever on the front cart, and brought it to a halt.
Zhao Ritian glared at them. "I found two carts of explosives. What do you think? Want to try them?"
Dragon Head burst out laughing. "You think these little explosives can take my life?"
Zhao Ritian's face darkened. "Two carts of explosives might be something you can withstand with true qi. But where are we? Why did the Yindian people hide here back then? They mined here!"
"Once they blow up, they'll trigger a chain reaction! Gas explosions, dust explosions, and... anyway, lots of explosions!"
"The blast waves will be so strong that you won't even see them aboveground! And they'll come one after another! The fire will burn up all the oxygen here in an instant. When that happens, without even a trace of air, let's see how you use your qi to defend yourself!"
"And once it blows, the entire mountain will bury this place! Wow, you'll still defend yourself then? No matter how capable you are, you won't be able to escape!"
Lu Chengwen was stunned.
Holy shit! He was actually... using his brain!?
Long Aotian was even more shocked. Was this really Zhao Ritian!?
"Hahahaha!"
Long Aotian threw back his head and laughed. He swaggered toward Zhao Ritian, then stopped by Lu Chengwen and Dragon Head, turning to stare at him.
"Didn't expect that, did you? Not convinced? Want to make a move?"
"And the most dangerous thing, along with that torch, just happens to be in that