The level-seven fixed-position Soul Cannon, which had been activated in advance by the Soul Saint, had completed its energy charge. The muzzle was glowing red, and terrifying destructive energy surged wildly. The fuse was shortening rapidly, and it could explode at any moment.
The remaining Green Skull remnants were all dead, and with no one controlling them, the launch program was completely locked.
Once it explodes, the force will be enough to flatten the entire Heavenly Star Theater, and countless audience members who are unable to evacuate in time will all perish.
Xu Xiaoyan and Gu Yue's expressions changed drastically at the same time, their eyes fixed on the Soul Cannon poised to fire at the bottom of the pit. The power of a level-seven fixed-position Soul Cannon was terrifying, far beyond what human strength could withstand. Once detonated, the entire collapsed stage area would instantly turn into scorched earth, and the shockwave would be enough to sweep across the entire theater!
"It's too late, evacuate immediately!"
In that critical moment, Xiao Mu did not move, his expression remained calm and composed, without the slightest panic.
"No need to block, leave it to me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he lightly leaped and landed in the rubble at the bottom of the pit.
He raised his hand and reached out with his bare hand towards the violently trembling, about-to-detonate level-seven Soul Cannon.
Without the support of Soul Power or any backup skills, relying solely on a pair of clean and nimble hands.
The deadly weapon, which would injure anyone who touched it and explode upon approaching, was laid out in his mind with every detail—its structure, circuits, locking points, and fuse arrangement—clearly visible.
His years of precise insight into mechanical structures have allowed him to see through the entire construction of this Soul Cannon.
Xiao Mu moved slowly, steadily, and calmly, without the slightest hint of haste or panic.
With a light tap of his fingertips, he precisely positioned himself at the smallest seam of the cannon, firmly pressing down on the violently vibrating body and forcibly stabilizing the rampaging energy.
With a gentle flick of the thumb, the outer locking buckle clicked crisply, its sound particularly clear amidst the lingering roar.
The first lock is unlocked.
Then, he moved his five fingers in a staggered motion, following the intricate and complex Soul Guidance Circuit, peeling away the outer energy storage patterns little by little. His movements were unhurried and deliberate, each finger strike precise to the millimeter, perfectly avoiding all potential explosions.
The red light from the cannon muzzle flashed violently, the fuse had only a brief moment left, the aura of destruction reached its peak, and the countdown to death had come to an end.
Everyone in the arena held their breath, their hearts pounding in their throats, barely daring to breathe, watching as the young man faced the world-destroying cannons with his bare hands.
Xiao Mu remained unhurried.
He precisely pinched the last piece of the trigger fuse with his fingertips, and gently pulled it off.
Sizzle--!
The cannon shuddered violently, and the surging destructive energy instantly lost its trigger source, abruptly interrupting the taut, fully charged state.
The blinding crimson light from the cannon muzzle dimmed and faded at a visible speed, the wildly surging Soul Power quickly subsided and dissipated, the tremors of the cannon body slowly stopped, and the deadly explosive potential was abruptly extinguished a second before detonation.
In just a few breaths, the Level 7 fixed-position Soul Cannon, which was enough to flatten the entire theater, was reduced to a pile of cold, lifeless scrap metal, posing no threat whatsoever.
Xiao Mu casually tossed the disassembled fuse module aside, patted the fine dust off his palm, his posture relaxed and indifferent, as if he had simply solved a trivial little problem.
At the very moment he finished defusing the bomb and stood up straight, something unexpected happened.
Outside the theater, several black figures streaked through the air, their movements swift and their auras deep and imposing. They were all dressed in the Tang Sect standard tight-fitting clothes, with the black Tang Sect emblem embroidered on their chests, exuding a chilling and majestic presence.
The leader carried a Black Level Fighter token on his shoulder, exuding a heavy and profound aura. He was Black Level Executor stationed in Star Luo City by the Tang Sect's Battle Soul Hall.
As soon as they landed, their gazes swept over the corpses scattered on the ground and the collapsed stage, finally settling on the Level 7 Soul Cannon at the bottom of the pit, which had been completely dismantled by hand. They were filled with shock and remained speechless for Jiujiu.
Xiao Mu slowly leaped back to the ground from the bottom of the pit, his movements composed and without the slightest trace of dishevelment. He glanced at the group of the Tang Sect fighters who had rushed over, their auras still lingering, and a slight smirk appeared on his lips as he spoke with undisguised disdain, " The Tang Sect's efficiency is as slow as ever."
"We finished fighting and defusing the bomb before you finally arrived. This speed of support is truly touching."
The Tang Sect fighters froze, their faces showing embarrassment, and for a moment they were at a loss for words.
The facts are clear: from the underground battle and the chaos caused by the Soul Saint to the imminent detonation of the Level 7 Soul Cannon, the entire crisis was resolved by Xiao Mu and his companions. By the time they arrived, the situation was already under control and the crisis had completely ended.
The leading Black Level fighter looked ashamed and stepped forward, about to apologize and express his gratitude.
Xiao Mu didn't give him a chance to say anything more. He took out his Communication Soul Tool, dialed Luo Yuhang's number, and said in a calm and direct tone, "Uncle Luo, come over to the Heavenly Star Theater."
Luo Yuhang, on the other end of the phone, was taken aback. "What's wrong? Did something happen to you while you were shopping?"
"This is a big problem," Xiao Mu said calmly, his gaze sweeping over the group of the Tang Sect members in front of him. "We dealt with Green Skull's Soul Saint for the Tang Sect, and even dismantled a Level 7 fixed-position Soul Cannon with our bare hands, saving everyone in the theater. The Tang Sect's support was late and absent, but now that they've arrived, you come and help us negotiate compensation."
Simple and straightforward, without any beating around the bush.
Xu Xiaoyan, Gu Yue, and Na'er, standing to the side, couldn't help but smile slightly upon hearing this. Only Xiao Mu dared to demand compensation so confidently in front of a group of the Tang Sect Black Level fighters.
Luo Yuhang on the other end of the communicator instantly perked up, his tone immediately becoming serious. "Wait, I'll be right there!"
After the call ended, a brief silence fell over the scene.
The Tang Sect fighters looked at each other, but none of them dared to object.
Within minutes, a hurried figure rushed into the Heavenly Star Theater.
Luo Yuhang rushed over and immediately saw the theater in complete disarray, the collapsed stage with holes, and Xiao Mu and his three companions standing calmly at the front, along with a group of the Tang Sect members who looked restrained.
He immediately understood and stepped forward to directly engage the Black Level Fighter, getting straight to the point. " The Tang Sect's oversight during the Star Luo City mission allowed the Green Skull high-level forces to infiltrate and cause trouble, nearly leading to a major disaster. The entire crisis was single-handedly suppressed and resolved by our four students, saving hundreds of civilians and preventing a major tragedy."
"You Tang Sect are utterly useless! What kind of compensation can you offer? How about four Immortal Herb?"
"What are you thinking? Where would we get such Immortal Herb!" the leader of the Tang Sect's Black Level Fighters roared.
But when he saw that Luo Yuhang's strength surpassed his own, his eyes instantly cleared. "This matter was indeed an oversight in our Tang Sect's scheduling. It is thanks to the four young friends' timely intervention that our sect was saved from collapse. As for all the corresponding compensation, I grant permission for the four of you to travel together to our Tang Sect's secret realm."
"But how long you can stay inside depends on your abilities!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mu understood that the so-called compensation was Dragon Valley.