That shot flew toward me and struck my body, but it was blocked by an invisible force.
"How could this happen?" the masked man cursed. The cigarette between his lips fell to the ground.
The people around him were stunned as well, but they immediately raised their weapons and began firing at me frantically.
The bullets kept striking my body, but they were completely useless. They were all blocked by the invisible force surrounding me.
"You people are truly foolish." I shook my head and looked at them. "You actually thought something like this could hurt me. How have you managed to survive in the Spirit Realm?"
Hearing my words, these people became even more frantic. Bullets fell around me continuously, filling the air densely.
In the Spirit Realm, there was a strange power that translated my words into language they could understand. Thus, even after traveling throughout the entire Spirit Realm and meeting countless people, I had never encountered a language barrier.
But at that moment, I said, "All right. I've lost interest."
"Goodbye."
In an instant, the Eight Tribulation Sword swept down. I slowly walked forward while all those people stood rigidly, unable to move.
When I reached the courtyard, the people behind me suddenly split apart one by one, then collapsed onto the ground and turned into fragments.
When I arrived in the courtyard, it was already packed with people.
They were all fully armed, watching me menacingly. Surrounded tightly by them stood the boss and a blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man.
"Chief, that's him." The boss pointed at me smugly.
"Oh, that's him? Is he really that powerful?" the middle-aged man asked incredulously.
"Yes, he really is that powerful. I suspect it's all because of the sword in his hand." The boss fawned obsequiously. "Such a powerful