Liu Bing saw that Yang Chan had not replied for so long and assumed she was embarrassed. Smiling, he prepared to send her a few PS5s directly.
Before he could send them, though, he received a notification from the Chat Group.
[Ding, group member Yang Chan is under attack.]
Liu Bing blinked. They had been chatting just now, so how had she suddenly come under attack? And who was Yang Chan? She was Yang Jian's younger sister, and this was Yang Chan before she had gotten together with Liu Yanchang.
Could Yang Jian possibly tolerate someone attacking her?
Liu Bing looked toward Yang Chan's world and saw someone wielding a black-and-red spear, pressing Nezha and a pig-headed man into a beating.
Yang Chan stood nearby with the Precious Lotus Lantern, providing support. From time to time, she used it to shield Nezha and the pig-headed man, and from time to time, she flashed its light to launch sneak attacks on that person.
A heap of people already lay around them. They looked like the Grass-Headed Gods of Guangjiang Pass.
Whose subordinate was this? He was bold enough to storm Guangjiang Pass alone, and judging by the situation, even Nezha and Zhu Bajie were no match for him. He was pretty strong.
Looks like I need to step in.
Liu Bing had just finished his inspection, so he put away the inspection log and returned to the inspection office. Then he left behind a clone, sprawled over the desk with its eyes closed in feigned sleep.
That was how night shifts worked, especially for someone like Liu Bing, who did not have to watch machines and only needed to make regular inspection rounds. No one cared if they dozed off, as long as there were no problems with the products.
After leaving behind a clone, Liu Bing's true body flashed directly into the Precious Lotus Lantern World.
The instant Liu Bing appeared, Guan Li became alert. With one sweep of his spear, he forced everyone back and looked toward Liu Bing.
"A transmigrator?" Guan Li narrowed his eyes at Liu Bing's modern casual clothes. The way Liu Bing had appeared reminded him of how he himself had transmigrated.
So this was the guy who had given Yang Chan the PS5? Fortunately, Guan Li could sense that Liu Bing's cultivation did not seem very high.
This was the perfect time to nip this transmigrator in the bud.
No matter what, one transmigrator in this world was enough.
"Uh, I suppose so." Liu Bing nodded and carefully sensed Guan Li's cultivation. To be honest, it felt strange. He could clearly sense that Guan Li had reached Grand Unity, yet he could not sense even the slightest threat from him. In fact, he felt as though he could slap this guy to death with a single hand.
So just how absurd was this Immortal Realm of his? Was it because of the difference between worlds? The gap was a little ridiculous.
For some reason, it reminded Liu Bing of certain Primordial Worlds, where a Saint's attack was only equivalent to a nuclear explosion—the kind of Saint who fought with nuclear explosions. How weak would that be? Just thinking about it made Liu Bing want to laugh.
A Saint, and his attacks were only as strong as nuclear explosions.
"Little Shrimp?" Yang Chan was startled when she saw Liu Bing. Then she took two quick steps forward and stood between Liu Bing and Guan Li.
"How did you get here? Hurry and leave. It isn't safe here." Yang Chan watched Guan Li warily and urged Liu Bing to leave. In her perception, Liu Bing had only just entered the Immortal Realm. He probably could not even withstand one move from that man.
"You want to leave?" Guan Li sneered and pointed the God Slaying Spear in his hand at Liu Bing. "First, ask whether my God Slaying Spear agrees."
"That's a God Slaying Spear?" Liu Bing glanced at Guan Li's spear. Why did it feel inferior even to the poker by Pangu's stove?
It was precisely because of that stark contrast that Liu Bing had not thought of the God Slaying Spear at first. After all, the God Slaying Spear was an incredibly powerful demonic weapon, Demon Ancestor Luohu's signature weapon.
"Heh. You probably haven't even seen something this high-end before. Dying beneath the God Slaying Spear will be an honor for you." As Guan Li spoke, his body vanished from the spot, and he thrust his spear at Liu Bing.
Watching the spear thrust toward him, Liu Bing even had the leisure to stroke his chin. "If yours is the God Slaying Spear, then what is mine?"
As he spoke, a gun suddenly appeared in Liu Bing's hand—not a cold weapon, but a firearm. It was a pistol, pure white from end to end, with dark crimson lines running across its surface.
The moment the gun appeared, it carried an aura that made everyone's hearts tremble. It had no terrifying pressure or baleful aura, yet its mere existence gave everyone present the illusion that they could die at any moment.
The dark crimson lines on its body radiated a divinity that made people want to worship it, as though those lines were the divine blood of gods.
This gun was also called the God Slaying Spear. Luohu had given it to Liu Bing. According to him, it was a modified version of the God Slaying Spear—faster, more penetrating, and even possessing properties that guaranteed a hit and guaranteed death.
It could be said that anyone below Grand Unity could not withstand it.
When Liu Bing had first received the gun, he had been utterly dumbfounded. It had felt far too surreal. Who would have thought that the God Slaying Spear was actually a pistol? If Luohu had not personally given it to him, Liu Bing would never have believed it.
Liu Bing still remembered foolishly asking, "You gave me the God Slaying Spear. What are you going to use?"
At the time, Luohu had merely replied calmly, "Anything will do."
Later, Liu Bing visited Luohu's armory and learned what "anything" meant to Luohu. The armory was filled with all kinds of weapons, and there were several models even of the God Slaying Spear in Liu Bing's hand.
It was also then that Liu Bing learned Luohu's God Slaying Spear had long since transformed into a person named God Slayer, who followed Luohu around as his secretary. All of Luohu's weapons had been developed by God Slayer.
So rather than calling the pistol in Liu Bing's hand the God Slaying Spear, it would be more accurate to call it a God Slayer prototype weapon. Or, in God Slayer's words, Liu Bing's was the God Slaying Spear Type 1.
Guan Li also sensed the terror of the God Slaying Spear, but rather than being afraid, he stared greedily at the one in Liu Bing's hand. The spear in his hands only grew faster. "Beyond seven steps, guns are faster. Too bad I'm not an ordinary person, so my spear must be faster than yours. Once you die, your God Slaying Spear will be mine."
Liu Bing's God Slaying Spear was not aimed at Guan Li at all. He casually fired a shot beside himself, as though firing a warning shot.
The next instant, the sneer on Guan Li's lips had not even faded before it froze there. A tiny bloody hole abruptly appeared between his brows. His primordial spirit, along with the system within his body, was annihilated by a single shot from the God Slaying Spear. His entire body continued rushing forward from inertia, plowing a long furrow through the ground.
Nezha and Zhu Bajie, who had been about to step forward to help, were stunned stiff by the sight. They stared in disbelief at Guan Li, whose head was buried in the dirt.
Yang Chan was stunned as well. She looked at Liu Bing in disbelief.
"Uh..." Liu Bing felt awkward. He had not expected the God Slaying Spear to be this powerful, since he had never used it even once after receiving it.
After all, the Primordial World was such a peaceful place that he had barely had any enemies. Liu Bing truly had not expected one shot to annihilate both a primordial spirit and a system.
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