Grand Funeral + Undercurrents (Two-in-One)

The next day, at 5 a. m.

The sky gradually brightened, but the sky above the deep pool of the Weird Island Prayer Deep Pool was still covered in dark clouds.

"Waaaaah~ My boss~"

"I don't have a boss anymore~ Waaaaah~"

The air, accompanied by cold rain, carried the sounds of mourning.

White paper flowers swirled and fell in the wind and rain, scattering across the mountain path leading to the Flat-Top Mountain Camp.

"Sizzle!"

Just then, a military off-road vehicle braked suddenly and stopped at the entrance at the foot of the mountain.

Ahead, the China military has established a defensive line and set up a cordon.

"I am Zhang Lingqi, the vice-captain of the Dragon Ascension Squad, and he is Du Linyuan, the temporary vice-captain."

"This is our premium pass."

Zhang Lingqi, with a cold expression, handed the two identity cards to the soldier in charge of checking them.

The soldier's eyes were red and swollen, clearly from a recent bout of crying; it was San Duo.

Following the water ghost incident, this honest and obedient soldier was promoted on the spot.

He has now been promoted to platoon leader of the guard company.

After scanning and verifying the documents with the device, San Duo returned the card to Zhang Lingqi with both hands.

He was still a little dazed, sniffed, gave a military salute with red eyes, and choked out.

"Yes, Chief. Your identity has been verified. You may enter."

"I... I'll get them to let us through right away."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Du Linyuan didn't say anything, but simply caught a white flower that drifted down from the mountain and into the car window.

He held the white flower in his hand and examined it closely.

It was discovered that the seemingly ordinary paper flower was made of a material similar to the dead money he was wearing.

Combined with the faint crying sounds I just heard...

"There's a funeral being held..."

Du Linyuan muttered something, his face showing unease.

He turned his head and looked at Zhang Lingqi.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

The two pushed open the car door, strode out, and walked quickly up the mountain with serious expressions.

As the altitude increased, the wailing became clearer and clearer, even heart-wrenching.

"My dear boss~ How could you just leave like this~"

How are we supposed to live?!

"Heaven is jealous of talent! Heaven is jealous of talent!"

Du Linyuan quickened his pace, his face unusually panicked.

"Could the Dragon God really be dead?"

They rounded a bend and bumped head-on into Zhao Yan, who was holding a black umbrella.

"Chief Zhao!"

Zhang Lingqi stepped forward, "What exactly happened?"

Zhao Yan sighed, his tone heavy. "It's Deputy Captain Zhang and Deputy Captain Du... Come with me."

He turned and led the way.

The two followed.

After crossing the ridge, we arrived at the platform at the summit...

Then, they were all stunned.

A procession dressed in mourning clothes was seen scattering white flowers as they carried a coffin.

The coffin was entirely black, carried by four pallbearers at the front and four at the back.

At the very front, three people were puffing out their cheeks and playing the suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument).

Han Fei led the way.

Tang Sirui and Tu Xiaowu provided accompaniment.

The suona's mournful and piercing sound tore through the sky.

Further on, Little Sparrow was carrying a large portrait of a deceased person, howling as she walked.

"My lord, why did you have to leave like this?"

"You heartless, short-lived devil!"

"Leave me, the [green-haired] one, to you, the black-haired one~"

"My life is so miserable~"

Tears mingled with the rain, and she cried uncontrollably.

Shangguan Shuyi, supporting her, was also silently shedding tears.

Behind him were Piano and Yekaterina, both with sorrowful expressions.

Zhang Lingqi and Du Linyuan hadn't recovered from the battle yet...

A bloodcurdling scream came from the back of the group.

Guo Shuai pounded his chest and stamped his feet, shouting hoarsely:

"Boss! I'm so sorry!"

"You gave me my life! And I wasn't even there when you were in danger! I deserve to die!"

He suddenly pulled out Butcher Knife and held it to his own neck.

"I want to go with the boss!"

"Daddy, no!"

Circle hugged his waist tightly.

Guan Ming then held down his arm.

"Daddy, please accept my condolences!"

Circle tried to persuade him while frantically patting Guo Shuai.

The result was... pfft!

It accidentally hit the Butcher Knife.

The knife tip accidentally pierced Guo Shuai's shoulder, nearly dismembering him.

"Aww!!"

Guo Shuai was in so much pain he was convulsing.

"I'm so sorry, Daddy! I was in such a hurry!"

As Circle wiped the blood off Guo Shuai's leg with her sleeve, she continued to offer her heartbreaking words of comfort.

"Although your Supernatural Ability is practically the same as spider-sense, it's just a low-end version."

"And your super-grade physical abilities were only improved by taking the boss's medicine;"

"Even your combat awareness isn't very good; you usually just rely on brute force when fighting, especially against that old man."

"Now the old man is gone, he's lost an eye, half his face is blown apart, and even your... you know..."

"Only one Magic Core remains..."

"Let's put aside the fact that you just went to help and ended up getting killed..."

"You've basically lost all connection to carrying on the family line in this lifetime!"

"But even so... you still have me, your son!"

"You haven't raised me to adulthood yet, and you haven't saved enough money to buy me a house!"

How could you die?!

Guan Ming, who was holding Guo Shuai's arm, subconsciously agreed after hearing this comforting remark.

"That's right, Old Guo! Although this kid is a bit blunt, every word he says is the truth!"

"You are indeed half-crippled now, and there's not much hope for you to live, but at least you can still see the world!"

"Besides, even if you went down there, the boss would probably find you annoying and kick you back!"

"It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death, brother!"

Hearing the two men's ridiculous attempts at comforting him, Guo Shuai's face turned as green as a bitter gourd.

It was just acting at first, but now he really wants to commit suicide!

"Damn it! None of you are allowed to stop me!"

Guo Shuai, his eyes red, struggled even more violently.

"Let go! Let me die! Let me hack at myself! I'm going to die here today!!"

Circle and Guan Ming thought to themselves, "Wow, that's impressive acting! It's so realistic, like someone is really trying to commit suicide!"

So, in order to cooperate with his performance, the two of them went to great lengths.

He went in and immediately launched a series of punches.

"Hey Daddy, calm down!"

"Old Guo, don't be impulsive!"

Guan Ming and Circle Quan claimed they were helping him calm down physically, but they beat Guo Shuai so badly that he was bruised and swollen, screaming in pain.

Zhao Yan watched this scene with deep emotion.

"What a harmonious and friendly team..."

"Never abandon, never give up—truly the vision of the Dragon God."

Zhang Lingqi was speechless.

He felt something was off; there was this atmosphere of a funeral...

That was too impulsive.

It looked exactly like the kind of funeral held in his hometown village, so down-to-earth that he doubted it was real.

Du Linyuan's gaze remained fixed on the coffin.

There were four pallbearers in total.

At the very front was a tall skeleton dressed in tattered ghost official robes, Shen Yingchun.

Beside him, the silver-haired man stood expressionless, radiating dragon-like power; this Qin Jiudao.

Behind him stood a muscular old man in a Confucian robe, leaning on a cane— Confucius.

There's also the skeleton doctor, Ms. Gang, wearing a white coat.

They are all beings associated with the Dragon God.

But most importantly...

The only man inside who wasn't eerie.

Du Linyuan stared at Qin Jiudao.

Sudden...

He laughed.

He laughed maniacally.

"Impossible!"

"How could the Dragon God possibly die!"

"This is all a lie!"

"I finally came back! I finally saw hope! Why give me despair!"

Zhang Lingqi sensed something was wrong and quickly drew his sword. "Calm down! Maybe the Dragon God isn't dead! He's just missing!"

"Impossible!"

Du Linyuan pointed to the coffin-bearing procession ahead, "See those coffin bearers?!"

"That's the Silver Blade Dragon King! He's Dragon God's Claws! He couldn't be wrong!"

Zhang Lingqi retorted, "Don't be so absolute."

"The Silver Blade Dragon King was also unaware of the Dragon God's reincarnation."

"Besides, we didn't see any bodies..."

But just then, Zhao Yan, who had been standing to the side, interrupted Zhang Lingqi's fantasy.

"Deputy Captain Zhang..."

There is a body.

"What?!"

Zhang Lingqi turned his head, his pupils dilating in shock!

The next second, reality slapped him in the face.

Because at that very moment, the Funeral Squad ahead had already reached the designated burial site at the edge of the mountaintop.

As the suona music stopped.

The Little Sparrow at the front walked forward crying and pushed open the coffin lid.

"My lord! I've come to see you off on your final journey!!"

The Little Sparrow lay on the edge of the coffin, crying loudly.

Zhang Lingqi and Du Linyuan rushed forward without regard for their own safety and peered into the coffin.

Inside the coffin, which was covered with white paper flowers, lay a corpse, stark and silent!

Lying inside was none other than Jiangnan!!

There was no breath, no heartbeat, not even the slightest fluctuation of the soul.

Is the Dragon God... really dead?

Soul Return Town.

China Temporary Base, Command Center.

Wan Changzheng slumped in his chair, his hands supporting his forehead.

"How so..."

On the table was a newly sent photograph, [Jiangnan's memorial portrait].

He reached out and flipped the photo over, placing it face down on the table.

A long silence.

Just then, the office door was gently pushed open.

His temporary confidential secretary was a young military officer wearing black-rimmed glasses.

"Chief Wan... the fall of the Dragon God is a truly momentous event."

"Should we... report this as an urgent matter immediately?"

Wan Changzheng closed his weary eyes and waved his hand weakly. "Go."

"Report the truthful details of the Dragon God's encounter with the Evil God Gabetan in the deep sea, and his subsequent death."

"There should be no concealment or oversight."

The secretary saluted. "Yes, Chief!"

Then, the secretary picked up the portrait on the table, turned around, and quickly left the command center.

However.

After leaving Wan Changzheng's sight, the secretary did not immediately go to the military's information and communications department as required.

Instead, he bypassed the patrolling guards, slipped into a toilet stall, and quickly locked the door.

After confirming that the surroundings were safe, the secretary opened her mouth and, incredibly, put her finger directly under her tongue.

They pulled out a miniature scalpel blade!

Immediately afterwards, he gritted his teeth and began an operation on the vein in his left wrist with a razor blade!

It took a full five minutes to dig out an ultra-miniature high-tech camera from inside!

[Item]: Cape Camera

[Level]: Special Grade

[Type]: Item

[Function]: It can transmit an ultra-high-definition photo and a certain amount of text information regardless of any barriers or distance.

[Message]: Just as its name suggests, users can be anywhere in the world, and receivers can be anywhere on earth; the mission will be accomplished!

[Note]: Don't get the wrong idea! It's not that cape you secretly went to!

The secretary was covered in sweat, struggling to purse her pale lips.

He held the Cape Camera in his hand, seemingly struggling and making a choice deep within his heart.

"I'm sorry... Chief Wan, I'm sorry, China..."

But in the end, he closed his eyes and pressed the camera's start button.

He silently transmitted the portrait of the Dragon God, along with the information, to the other party...

Click.

Just as he finished transmitting the intelligence and slumped onto the toilet, in the next instant...

The toilet stall door was kicked open from the outside with a loud bang!

What came into the secretary's view...

It was none other than Wan Changzheng himself!

The secretary, seeing Wan Changzheng suddenly appear, was not alarmed, but gave a bitter laugh.

"Chief... I'm sorry."

"I betrayed my faith."

"But... my wife and newborn daughter are in their hands... I have no choice."

Wan Changzheng looked at the young man he had once trusted and sighed.

"Who are they?"

"It's... the Chen Family."

Upon hearing this, Wan Changzheng's brows furrowed sharply.

"It's that old clan, the Chen Family, who betrayed the country and sold out intelligence back then?!"

This time, the secretary didn't answer; she simply closed her eyes, tacitly accepting the fact.

Wan Changzheng did not press him for more information.

He waved his hand and gave an order to the several extraordinary individuals who had been waiting behind him.

"Take him away, lock him in the death row, and interrogate him severely!"

"Yes!"

Two superhumans took the secretary's uniform away.

Wan Changzheng bent down, picked up the Cape Camera from the ground, and examined it carefully in his hand.

"Heh... In the moment when a great tree seems to collapse with a crash, there will always be some petty scoundrels who can't suppress their ambitions."

"They'll be eager to pop their heads out of the gutter."

Wan Changzheng gazed at the dark, rainy night outside the window, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

"This turbulent apocalypse is truly disgusting..."

"But..."

Fortunately, all of this is still under control.

"Snap!"

Wan Changzheng exerted force with his fingers, crushing the Cape Camera in his hand into pieces!

This thing requires binding, so it's useless to them.

Then, he pulled a pager out of his pocket!

Wan Changzheng entered a string of encrypted information and then pressed the send button.

"I hope you guys can pull off this big show that you directed and acted out over there..."

"May you be able to catch those big fish as you wish."

"After all... I risked my entire career to play along with you guys in this charade, hehehe."

Wan Changzheng smiled and looked at the transmission target displayed on the pager...

Contact person: Shen Lian.

Inside the RV.

Room 1004.

The Mechanical Ascension surgery is nearing its end.

Ye Desheng's illusory soul stood to one side, its body flickering constantly, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

He glanced at the Fool in Chen Tong's arms, then at the Hand of the Sun that Jiangnan had just installed, and gritted his teeth.

"Boss! With her around, my Fusion can only last once at most! You must make the most of it!"

Jiangnan nodded. "I know what I'm doing."

He put Ye Desheng back into the Human Emperor Lamp.

Take a deep breath.

He picked up the ball of light with his right hand and aimed it at the Hand of the Sun.

"Transformation."

The sphere of light began to shrink.

Pure light energy, absorbed and transformed by the Hand of the Sun, becomes another form of energy...

Blue lightning!

Wang Ming immediately instructed Shen Lian: "Now! Insert the core!"

Shen Lian nodded.

The scalpel fell.

A hole five centimeters in diameter had already been dug into Jiangnan's chest, just big enough to accommodate the Qilin X-Type Reactor Core.

Shen Lian reacted quickly.

He shoved the core in!

Then begin the stitching and installation!

However.

The instant light is transformed into blue lightning...

Annihilation has lost its restraint.

The purple light spread once more!

Shen Lian's hands were trembling.

She could feel the aura of destruction.

If even the slightest bit of it gets in, I will be instantly reduced to ashes.

"Take it easy."

The sounds from Jiangnan were calm.

He looked at Chen Tong.

Chen Tong immediately hugged the Fool and moved closer.

When the Fool enters a ten-meter radius...

The spread has slowed significantly.

"Stop!" Wang Ming shouted.

Chen Tong stopped.

If they get any closer, all the supernatural power will vanish, and the surgery will fail immediately.

"Hurry up!" Wang Ming urged Shen Lian.

Shen Lian gritted her teeth and moved her hands rapidly.

Twenty minutes later.

The last stitch was inserted.

The surgery is over.

Embedded in Jiangnan's chest was a core the size of a fist, the skin and flesh around its edges already fused with the metal.

The Hand of the Sun detached from the arm and fell to the ground due to the failure of the Fusion.

Jiangnan reattached the bionic arm and stood up.

Just as he straightened up...

The core in his chest immediately lit up!

The blue lightning began to transform.

From blue to gold.

It transformed into Edict Lightning!

Edict Lightning erupts!

Golden lightning coiled around the core, fighting against the purple Annihilation at the chest!

Edict Lightning belongs to the category of light.

Although its purity is not as high as 100% light, it's still quite good.

Two forces collided and pulled within Jiangnan's body, eventually reaching a balance...

The result is a 50/50 split.

The Annihilation will not spread further.

The Edict Lightning ceased its expansion.

Mutually exclusive coexistence.

Jiangnan looked up and let out a sigh of relief.

He stretched his neck.

Outside the window, the rain was still falling.

The distant, Prayer Deep Pool, remains as calm as ever.

Jiangnan smiled and took out the Human Emperor Lamp.

"So..."

"Let me see who wants to work in the factory..."