What Will Tomorrow Bring
"Where's your own phone?" Zhong Qing glanced at him, clearly very experienced. Trying to hack into her account to transfer money again? How naive!
"I didn't bring my phone!" Zhong Cheng pointed into the depths of the rain and said, "I was careless just now. I should have filmed his fight and reviewed it later to analyze his various martial arts techniques carefully."
His expression was very serious as he said, "Such a person is extremely rare, and his combat process is worth studying. Also, sister, you need to pay attention. If you don't bring this kind of person into your expedition team, and Da Wu manages to snatch him away, you'll definitely regret it. We are about to witness the emergence of a grandmaster in his early twenties! Just thinking about it is terrifying. Isn't this the kind of person we need most to go to that mysterious place?"
"Shut up! Don't call her Da Wu. From now on, either call her by her name or call her Old Wu in front of me!" Zhong Qing glared at her younger brother with an unfriendly expression.
She's still holding a grudge about all the slang in Da Wu, like how a place that wasn't rich to begin with is now even more impoverished... It makes her furious just thinking about it!
Then, she gave her brother a warning look, signaling him to behave and not rummage through her things, before handing him her phone.
Deep in the rain, Wang Xuan gasped for breath, his mouth and nose filled with a faint mist of blood. He was badly injured this time and was almost killed within those "24 seconds of death." He had been on the verge of death several times, but he finally pulled through.
He let the heavy rain soak him to cool his feverish body. He felt a slight pain in his internal organs, but it wasn't a serious problem. He should be able to recover after some rest.
This is already the best possible outcome. It's a miracle that his body didn't suffer any major problems after he used Old Zhang's physical techniques all night. If it were someone else, their physical body would probably have collapsed long ago.
Wang Xuan pondered that this was mostly the result of his mastery of the Golden Body Art, which greatly enhanced his physique and made his flesh and blood exceptionally vigorous, thus enabling him to withstand the various "tortures" that he was going through tonight, dancing and teetering between life and death.
He strongly suspected that the physical techniques recorded in the five pages of Golden Book required entering the Supernatural Domain to access.
"It seems that if I want to practice the mysterious engravings on the five pages of Golden Book in advance at this stage, I can only start with the Golden Body Art and continue to improve it to strengthen my physique."
This did not conflict with his original intention. He originally wanted to continue practicing the Golden Body Art. Without this protective secret technique, he would most likely have been shot dead by a sniper.
He avoided everyone's gaze, found a secluded place, and focused on circulating his Root Method to recover himself. The night was not yet over, and he didn't know if there were still powerful enemies.
"It really hurts." He looked down at his fingers. All five fingernails on his right hand were gone. They were bloody from the shockwave caused by the power of a Grandmaster during the battle, and the bones at the tips of his fingers were almost exposed.
His left hand was in a similar state; three fingernails were missing, leaving the fingertips a bloody mess, and the other two were about to fall off as well.
Fortunately, his Golden Body Art was amazing. After reaching the sixth level, his flesh and blood were full of vitality, and a vigorous new life force permeated the air. His wounds healed rapidly and stopped bleeding automatically.
"Although I suffered heavy losses, it wasn't a complete loss." Tonight he killed several near-Grandmasters.
After those people donned their Super Material Armor, they were all comparable to true grandmasters. His ability to fight his way out of such a seemingly hopeless situation and kill his opponents was considered a miracle by many.
He realized that such a brilliant achievement would likely cause quite a stir, and it would be impossible not to make people speculate. He needed to wrap things up.
After recovering, Wang Xuan re-entered the rain, appearing and disappearing silently like a ghost. He did not encounter any more enemies, indicating that he had killed most of them.
He passed by several battlegrounds, remaining silent and quickly taking away the bullets he had forced out of his body. Then he went to find his fingernails, not wanting anyone else to take them to the laboratory for analysis.
"How is Chen Randeng? Has he not been able to deal with the enemy for so long? I hope he doesn't get hunted down by someone else." Wang Xuan was a little worried.
"This is really giving me, the protector, a lot of trouble." He sighed, entered the warehouse, picked up an energy cannon, and stealthily made his way towards the Reed Pond behind the manor.
Zhong Qing, with a bare face and a pure and beautiful appearance, stared into the depths of the rain and said, "He just appeared again. Did you take pictures of it? His movement is very erratic, covering ten meters in a single step, which shows that his physique is extremely abnormal."
Soon, she realized something was wrong and turned to look at her brother, only to find that Zhong Cheng had not taken any pictures of the figures disappearing into the rain.
She approached silently, her pretty face instantly turning frosty. This time, her brother didn't hack into her bank account; instead, he was analyzing her photo album.
"Bang bang bang..." To outsiders, the sweet and beautiful Little Zhong, who was always pure, pretty and full of vitality, began to beat her younger brother. She didn't say a word and kept hitting him hard.
On a rainy night, thick fog billowed near the Reed Pond, turning everything white under the flashes of lightning, as if one had entered a celestial abode. Clouds rolled and unrolled, and not a single drop of rain fell nearby.
In mid-air, a fiery figure shone brightly, unleashing astonishing extraordinary energy that evaporated all the rainwater, and the entire Reed Pond was dried up by the fireball.
The golden-haired elder, with disheveled hair, fell from mid-air, severely injured and covered in blood, with a terrible sword wound on his chest.
His pores were spewing out flames, the energy was terrifying and astonishing, and his most powerful Super Material Armor had shattered and was beginning to melt and fall to the ground.
He gasped for breath and said, "People like you and me may one day be able to approach the gods. Don't say I'm arrogant, who doesn't have dreams? If there are such beings as gods, why can't modern people achieve them? You and I have already begun our journey, but unfortunately, we have become rivals. Be careful, after I die here, you probably won't be able to hide your strength for long, and you may be under close surveillance, and your freedom of movement will be restricted."
Having said that, he charged forward, the silver longsword in his hand now only half broken; the seemingly extraordinary divine sword had actually snapped. He was engulfed in flames, as dazzling as the sun, scorching the rain and producing a rumbling sound as he charged forward.
"Take care!" Old Chen said coldly, his Black Longsword flashing with light, like lightning cutting through the dark night sky, as he slashed forward.
Sizzle!
A blinding beam of light slashed past, extinguishing the flames on the golden-haired elder's body. The entire world was plunged into darkness in an instant, and his life force rapidly vanished.
As the lightning flashed across the sky, the golden-haired elder's head flew off amidst the falling rain, spraying blood everywhere. With a thud, the headless corpse fell to the ground.
A small spaceship landed, and Qing Mu rushed over, asking, "Master, are you alright?"
"It's alright," Old Chen waved his hand.
Soon after, Wang Xuan also appeared, carrying an energy cannon. He was shocked to see the golden-haired elder's corpse on the scorched grass. The number one figure in the New Arts Domain had died. This was definitely a major event!
"Old Chen, that's impressive. I thought you needed me to save the day," Wang Xuan said.
"Please call me Chen Life Soil!" Old Chen stood leaning on his sword, panting heavily. He was exhausted. The opponent he had encountered tonight was beyond his expectations, and had almost lured him to his death.
Wang Xuan was speechless. Not long ago, he was still Chen Randeng, and now he has rapidly risen to another level? Chen Life Soil is getting a bit too arrogant!
"What should we do?" Wang Xuan looked at the corpse on the ground. This matter had a huge impact and would inevitably alarm all parties. It needed to be properly arranged.
"This man is truly extraordinary. I originally intended to bury him in the Reed Pond, to give him the utmost respect, so that he could rest in peace alongside my beloved fish." Old Chen pointed to the pond ahead, where there was no water left. One could imagine how devastating the destruction caused by the golden-haired elder's desperate efforts was; all the fish had been burned to ashes.
Chen Life Soil added, "But Qing Mu said it would be best to put him in the destroyed spaceship, 'dress him up' so that he 'died in a worthy place,' and then things would be easier to handle afterwards."
Qing Mu is contacting the most reliable people to have the lawn repaired overnight and to have the river water from nearby refill the reed pits to restore the area to its original state.
Soon, Qing Mu came over. Seeing that Wang Xuan was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief. Tonight had been too dangerous; both his master and Wang Xuan had encountered formidable enemies.
"We'll talk later. I'm going to 'age' it first." After saying that, Qing Mu took the corpse into the small spaceship and disappeared into the night sky.
Without a doubt, after the golden-haired elder was aged, his "cause of death" would be related to the spaceship crash.
Wang Xuan was shocked and speechless. The number one figure in the New Arts Domain had been killed just like that. He wondered what kind of storm this would cause.
"Let's go back first." Chen Life Soil waved his hand and picked up the broken divine sword from the ground. He kept it because it was extremely extraordinary!
"If we reforge it, it will still be a terrifying weapon." He looked at it again and again.
Wang Xuan noticed that Chen Life Soil was injured. One of his arms was covered in blood, with a severe sword wound, a wound on his forehead, and a cut on one side of his scalp.
"That's it? And he calls himself Chen Life Soil? Old Chen, you're no good. You almost got hunted down." Wang Xuan looked at his wounds and couldn't help but show his surprise. The enemy was extremely strong!
"I ran into an Old Schemer!" Chen Life Soil touched his wound. Tonight's battle wasn't just a matter of carelessness; that person was indeed powerful and extremely formidable.
"Are you insulting yourself?" Wang Xuan, carrying the energy cannon, walked back with him.
Old Chen's face immediately darkened. He often "fished" for money, but tonight he was almost "fished to death" by a fellow swindler. He was a little embarrassed, but in the end he sighed and said, "This person is indeed not simple!"
Not long after, in Old Chen's room, Qing Mu, Wang Xuan, and Chen Life Soil gathered to summarize the Gains and Losses and propose some contingency plans to deal with various possible troubles.
"We can't hide it for long, so you'd better be prepared, Ancestor Wang. Hmm, once I 'awaken,' I guess I'll have to report my whereabouts in advance. Let's keep it a secret for as long as we can."
"What will happen tomorrow? It's hard to say. After all, the number one figure in the New Arts Domain is dead. Although it's been faked, who would believe he died from being struck by lightning?"
"Wang Xuan's fierce battle in the rain was witnessed by all sides. He killed several experts in the New Arts Domain. Those people, after wearing Super Material Armor, were comparable to grandmasters!"
"Most importantly, damn it, you, Ancestor Wang, actually survived being shot in broad daylight and are still alive and kicking as you go to kill people!"