Bzzzt—!
The deep engine roared like a giant beast. Rapidly spinning tires kicked up great clouds of yellow sand as the black off-road vehicle streaked across the barren land like lightning, heading straight for the abandoned factory standing in the wilderness.
Jiang Liu gripped the steering wheel, narrowed his eyes at the open factory gates ahead, and swiftly shifted gears with his right hand.
The tires scraped against the uneven ground with a piercing buzz. The off-road vehicle drifted through the factory gates and came to a steady stop beneath the old steps.
Dust billowed everywhere.
The instant the vehicle stopped, six dark crimson figures drifted out one after another, piercing through the swirling dust as several flashes of blade light slashed through the air!
Clang—!
The sound of straight blades being drawn echoed through the air.
Seeing that these people had arrived and immediately chosen to attack so decisively, Lin Qiye raised his brows slightly.
Blade light howled toward them. Amid the flying yellow sand, the five Journey to the West Masks revealed neither joy nor anger. They sat motionlessly on the steps like statues, merely watching the blade lights swing toward them.
"Pangpang." Beneath the Monkey King Mask, Lin Qiye spoke calmly.
"Qian Kun Chaos!"
An enormous Taiji Bagua Diagram spread beneath Baili Pangpang's feet, covering the entire battlefield in the blink of an eye. The Qian and Kun trigrams shifted out of place simultaneously, directly twisting the Power of Law.
Disarm All Things!
The five straight blades about to fall upon Lin Qiye and the others suddenly trembled, breaking free from their wielders' control and spinning toward Baili Pangpang at the center of the Taiji Bagua Diagram. Along with them, two pitch-black Uzi submachine guns were disarmed as well.
Thudthudthudthudthud—!!
The edges of the five straight blades