Fang Mo's figure darted through the clouds. As the Taichu Qi Cultivation Chapter circulated, the spiritual energy around him stirred the wind currents, forming a natural barrier.
The Taichu Qi Cultivation Chapter truly was extraordinary. Having cultivated over a hundred qi vortices, his control over the power of heaven and earth far surpassed what it had once been. The Wind Control Technique came to him with increasing ease—like a fish in water, like a dragon returning to the abyss.
He rode the wind without even causing a ripple in the air. The Mechanical Empire's powerful technological radar could not detect him at all.
At that moment, a ball of suppressed fury burned within Fang Mo's heart. He had to vent it, or he would go mad from holding it in.
He was searching for mechs. Today, he had to kill a few mechs first and collect some interest.
Boom!
A sudden disturbance erupted in the mountains ahead, accompanied by violent explosions.
"Found them!"
Fang Mo's eyes lit up slightly. If he had failed to find them again, he would have headed for Red Rock City.
Within the forest, several martial artists were fleeing for their lives.
Boom!
A particle blast struck beside them. The powerful impact sent several martial artists flying. They crashed to the ground, coughing blood and clutching their wounds as they groaned in pain.
At that moment, two less severely injured martial artists sprang up and rushed into the woods.
Boom! A red mech dropped from the sky, slamming down before the two of them. The greatsword over two meters long in its hand swept out, sending their weapons flying. The pair spewed blood as they were hurled backward, crashing to the ground with even the bones in their weapon-gripping hands bent and broken.
Thud! Thud! Thud!