The Wang Clan Ancestral Hall faces south, backed by mountains and facing water, with a balanced and square layout that should ideally represent a harmonious and peaceful family life.
But when Lu Li, he saw more than a hundred people with swords drawn, ready to draw blood.
And I even vaguely heard something related to "Ice Soul Powder"!?
But the Wang Family members were equally astonished to see Lu Li emerge from their ancestral grave!
The person was carrying something strange in their hand and had a square backpack on their back.
This military green backpack contains 1,000 rounds of ammunition, and at the bottom there is a flat metal hose connected to the "Mini Gatling," which is the weapon's ammunition supply system.
The two stared at each other, then Lu Li nodded knowingly and said, "The Wang Family? Quite complete, very good."
The scene was somewhat eerie, but the Wang Family was numerous and powerful, with no fewer than fifty members possessing cultivation. Although they were startled, they remained calm.
Unsure whether these were men arranged by his Eldest Brother, the second master of the Wang Family hurriedly kicked over the table with five trusted relatives and grabbed the Thompson Submachine Gun they had hidden beforehand.
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45mm caliber, 600 rounds/minute fully automatic, 50-round drum magazine—it's an absolutely brutal and deadly weapon!
With six guns protecting him, Second Master Wang felt slightly relieved and shouted at Lu Li:
"Who the hell had a hole in their pants and exposed you?! Tell me! What do you do for a living?!"
These became his last words. Lu Li dismounted, bent low, and pulled the trigger of the Gatling gun!
Six barrels spun, spewing blue flames, and at a rate of 6,000 rounds per minute, a torrential downpour of bullets whistled from the barrel.
Second Master Wang had no time or ability to make any moves. In the blink of an eye, 50 bullets pierced his body, and he exploded like a sieve.
The bullet pierced through him and continued flying backward, leaving a trail of corpses in its wake.
The Wang Family reacted quickly; some tried to run away, some drew their guns to resist, and others bravely charged at Lu Li —the reactions varied widely.
Faced with the chaotic scene, Lu Li simply swept the gun barrel left and right, as if watering flowers with a spray bottle.
Accompanied by the ear-piercing noise of an electric drill drilling into a wall, bullets formed a wall-like barrage that swept across the crowd.
Whether they tried to run away, aimed their guns, or leaped forward, dozens of bullets ripped through their bodies in the blink of an eye, leaving them riddled with bloody holes.
Corpses lay scattered on the ground, the walls and floor of the ancestral hall were instantly riddled with bullet holes, and all kinds of tables, chairs and decorations were blown to pieces.
"That feels great!"
Using "Body Follows Will" to counteract the recoil, Lu Li swept the ancestral hall for only three to five seconds, and most of the Wang Family inside had already died.
Just then, Xiao Cha peeked out of the passage, her face full of shock, and exclaimed, "Such fierce firepower..."
From the girl's perspective, a rain of bullets swept everything away.
Even skilled fighters couldn't escape; the moment they leaped up, they were struck down like minced meat.
In just a few seconds, only Wang Chiyuan and his son Wang Junyan remained alive in the arena.
They were unharmed under the protection of the Metal Giant Hand, but their faces were filled with shock, never expecting that the newcomer's firearms were so powerful!
Fortunately, the Gatling gun consumes a lot of ammunition; a backpack full of thousands of bullets only lasts for ten seconds.
The machine gun quickly went silent, its six barrels slowly coming to a stop rotating, leaving only the muzzle glowing red-hot.
"Now!"
Wang Junyan seized the opportunity, his eyes widening as he manipulated the [Metal Giant Hand] to strike Lu Li!
But the man's expression quickly changed—from the passage behind him, a Metal Giant Hand flew out to meet him!
Lu Li had been maintaining the [Profound Yellow One Qi Great Capture] technique, which was perfect for this moment.
Two Metal Giant Hand, each the size of a dining table, suddenly collided!
With a loud crash, Wang Junyan's magic instantly scattered.
"That's impossible!"
Wang Junyan's face turned pale, unable to believe what he was seeing.
This person not only knows the magic of his own sect, but his cultivation level also far surpasses mine? He's even stronger than a true disciple!
That's right, Lu Li did not rely on the hardness of Titanium alloy to win.
His mental strength and cohesion were more than twice that of his opponent, which is why he was able to "collapse at the slightest touch".
If the ability to control one's mind can be explained by "killing catalysis," then the "strength" is almost entirely due to the [Kunlun Mirror].
The magical artifact worked day and night to expand and build Lu Li's Sea of Consciousness, giving him strength comparable to a true disciple of a sect, allowing him to easily crush his opponents!
Moreover, Xiao Cha's heavy machine gun is no joke; it's about to be used.
"Wait!"
With his life hanging by a thread, Wang Junyan shouted:
"I am an Inner Sect disciple of the Jiu Shan Sect, and one of my senior brothers, a master of pursuit, is nearby! If I die, you will be in serious trouble!"
His father, Wang Chiyuan, added, "I have never met either of you before, and there may be some misunderstanding. Perhaps we should have a proper talk."
Wang Chiyuan was very puzzled. He was certain he hadn't offended such a ruthless character, so why would the other party suddenly come to his door for no reason?
They even fought their way out of their own ancestral graves!
The question was quickly answered.
Lu Li said to Wang Chiyuan, "I recognize your voice. I came here simply because I dislike your broadcasts."
"Huh!!??" Wang Chiyuan racked his brains but never expected this reason!
He stared in disbelief and said, "If you don't like my broadcasts, you don't have to listen. Why go so far as to dig up my grave and exterminate my entire family!"
"Oh, it's not just that," Lu Li added.
"I don't like your name either, you don't deserve to be called Chi Yuan... That's it, you can die now."
"Wait!" Wang Chiyuan roared.
"I am acquainted with Colonel Ito! Colonel Ito Tairon is Upper Ninja, skilled in assassination, Izumo Emperor the title [Blade Shadow] by Emperor Izumo..."
He desperately tried to name the strong people he knew, hoping for a glimmer of hope.
Wang Junyan also hurriedly activated his magic, making a desperate struggle.
Xiao Cha and Lu Li, as if on telepathy, pressed the trigger of the heavy machine gun at just the right moment.
Amidst the noise of the electric jackhammer, a terrifying 12.7mm bullet whistled through the air, shattering the "copper and iron giant hand" in just two or three seconds.
Then they smashed the father and son, along with the wall behind them, into pieces, mixing them together indistinguishably.
This broadcaster from the old era, and the future distributor of Ice Soul Powder, died in a weapon that embodied the wisdom of Xia Country's engineers.
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All that's left is the finishing touches.
"I'll go find some kerosene and set it on fire!"
In this era, kerosene was an essential item for every household, needed for lighting lamps and starting fires.
Xiao Cha quickly found a large tin barrel and dragged it into the mausoleum.
Lu Li then activated the Kunlun Mirror's [Soul Snatch] Divine Ability, collecting 50 ordinary Divine Soul, as well as one Divine Soul from Cultivator in the Thoughtless Meditation Realm.
I was initially worried that the other party would be broken into pieces and impossible to extract, but fortunately it didn't have any impact.
After finishing her work, Xiao Cha came up and stood at the entrance of the passage, striking a match and throwing it down.
Flames erupted instantly, and Lu Li, rousing his spirit, sent them inside, accompanied by a strong wind.
The wind fanned the flames, and the area below quickly became a large oven.
Flames climbed the steps and ignited the chairs, benches, carved beams, and painted rafters; the ancestral hall was also engulfed in flames.
Before long, the supporting structure of the mausoleum was burned, triggering a series of landslides and sinkholes, and the ancestral hall also collapsed with a roar.
Lu Li and his companion had already left, gazing at the raging flames from afar.
Xiao Cha shaded her eyes with her hand and said, "Even if that senior disciple of the Jiu Shan Sect is skilled at tracking, he definitely can't do anything about it."
Lu Li said, "We still need to be prepared. The Jiu Shan Sect is the largest sect in the Jinmen, right?"
"Yes, the Tianjin City Annals provides a detailed description."
"Let's go back and check. By the way, where's the cart?"
"It should be on the other side of the mountain..."
The two embarked on their journey home. Fortunately, they had used up quite a few bullets, so their luggage wasn't too difficult to carry.