Annihilating the Mech Brigade

"Will you really not reconsider, Your Excellency?" Guang Biao said through gritted teeth.

A cluster of bone-chilling, ghostly white flames appeared in Tang Wulin's hand, and Yao Lao's voice issued from his mouth: "Heh! Where did that arrogant air you used to bully these three children go? I suspect you'll be kneeling and begging for mercy next. Of course, if you do that, I might consider letting you off!"

"Do not be too arrogant, Your Excellency. You are merely possessing him; you are not fighting with your true form. You should know well how much strength you can actually exert."

Guang Biao was, after all, the captain of the East Sea City Mecha Brigade, and his strength placed him among the high-tier combatants of East Sea City. Even the mayor had to show him a degree of respect. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"I am being arrogant, so what? You had best summon that Black-Grade Mecha of yours, and bring your lackeys along too. All of you, come at me together; don't waste my time."

For some reason, these words sounded rather strange coming from Tang Wulin's mouth.

"All of you, attack!" Guang Biao shouted with a dark expression.

"Yes!"

Immediately, the mecha legions surrounding the Snack Street began to stir.

Yao Lao thought for a moment and decided to fly outside the Snack Street first. He did not intend to fight inside; this Snack Street was innocent, and it held the hopes of survival for many families.

Yao Lao's speed was immense; the soul masters piloting the White-Grade and Yellow-Grade mechas could not even manage to enter their cockpits in time.

"Very well. This is my first time crossing paths with soul masters from this plane. Let me see what kind of strength you possess!"

Yao Lao instantly teleported in front of a Purple-Grade Mecha, and the Bone Chilling Flame in his hand drifted lightly onto the surface of the machine.

The pilot of this Purple-Grade Mecha was a Soul Ancestor. Faced with Yao Lao's sudden attack, he had no time to react. However, when he saw that Yao Lao had merely tossed a wisp of flame onto his mecha, he felt a sudden sense of relief.

His mecha was, after all, Purple-Grade. Unless faced with an attack of Ultimate Fire, how could ordinary flames possibly cause damage?

Thinking this, the Soul Ancestor immediately began charging his Soul Guidance Laser Cannon to fire at Yao Lao.

Yet, he clearly knew nothing of the existence of Heavenly Flames, let alone their terrifying power.

Just as the Soul Guidance Laser Cannon was about to finish charging, the wisp of Bone Chilling Flame that had stuck to the mecha began to unleash its power.

In an instant, the entire mecha was covered in a layer of ice, which immediately halted all of its functions.

At the same time, starting from the cockpit, the entire mecha began to melt within the ice. Within moments, the once-imposing Purple-Grade Mecha had turned into a puddle of molten iron.

As for the Soul Ancestor inside, he had already become one with that puddle of iron.

"What! The captain's mecha melted!"

"How is this possible? That was a Purple-Grade Mecha! Some of its components were even Spirit Forged!"

The crowd of mechas that had surrounded them hesitated, not daring to step forward after seeing the puddle of iron on the ground.

"It seems this so-called Purple-Grade Mecha isn't very sturdy after all!"

Yao Lao chuckled, his palm fanning rapidly through the air. The Bone Chilling Flame was precisely ignited onto every single mecha, leaving them no room to dodge.

This was a Dou Technique Yao Lao had mastered—the Flame Blowing Palm. Although its rank was not high, it was perfectly suited for the current situation.

"Ah... ah!"

Suddenly, a chorus of screams erupted from the surroundings. Every mecha was first frozen into a block of ice, then melted into molten iron under the scorching heat of the Bone Chilling Flame.

However, this time Yao Lao controlled the Bone Chilling Flame so as not to harm the soul masters inside; he merely froze them into ice blocks, ensuring they would be unable to move for some time.

Although killing them would be as easy as flipping his hand, Yao Lao had to consider the aftermath. After living here for several months, he understood that the federation of this plane had very comprehensive laws, unlike the Dou Qi Continent where the strong acted without concern.

If he killed all these people, the federation would certainly hold Tang Wulin responsible.

Therefore, it was better not to kill if possible. As for Guang Biao, Yao Lao did not intend to let him go. He understood the principle of capturing the ringleader to quell the rebellion; once Guang Biao was killed, these small fry would scatter like grass in the wind and pose no threat.

Thinking of Guang Biao, Yao Lao suddenly looked into the air. The Black-Grade Mecha that had been hovering there, along with Guang Biao, had vanished. He had actually abandoned everyone and fled!

"Hmph! Do you think you can escape?"

Yao Lao flickered, disappearing from his spot in an instant.

"Damn it! What kind of background does that old thing have? To possess such combat power without using a shred of soul power, and that bizarre flame—it could actually melt Spirit Forged metal! This is a massive loss."

High in the air, Guang Biao was piloting his Black-Grade Mecha at extreme speed. He had been leading nearly half of the mecha brigade on a drill nearby tonight, never expecting them to be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

He was now terrified to face Yao Lao. If a Purple-Grade Mecha could be melted, would his Black-Grade Mecha be any different?

"Speaking ill of others behind their backs is not a good habit!"

At that moment, Yao Lao's voice suddenly rang out beside Guang Biao. He turned his head slightly and saw Tang Wulin's somewhat youthful face, wearing an aged, knowing smile, watching him from his right side.

"How is this possible!" Guang Biao had not expected Yao Lao to catch up so quickly. One had to know that the full-burst speed of a Black-Grade Mecha was something even an average Title Douluo could not match.

"Get down here!"

Yao Lao raised his fist and smashed it into the head of the mecha. Instantly, eight waves of destructive force surged through the entire machine.

Eight-Level Collapse, a Dou Technique with immense destructive power. A single punch delivered eight waves of force throughout the opponent's body; a moment of carelessness would result in shattered meridians and broken bones.

A flurry of error notifications appeared before Guang Biao's eyes. Yao Lao's punch had nearly destroyed half of the Black-Grade Mecha.

"Bang!"

The Black-Grade Mecha crashed into a suburban area where no civilians were present, which was perfect for Yao Lao to unleash his power.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Without a second thought, Yao Lao attempted to pry the mecha open by force, but the properties of the Spirit Forged metal were constantly repairing the damage.

Yao Lao frowned slightly, and the Bone Chilling Flame instantly appeared in his hand, as he intended to melt this mecha down directly.

"Senior, hold your hand! Wait a moment, I'm coming out right now! I'm coming out!" Guang Biao's panicked voice emanated from inside the mecha; he truly could not bear to part with his Black-Grade Mecha.

The next moment, Guang Biao opened the mecha himself and scrambled out, tumbling as he emerged.

Guang Biao knelt before Yao Lao, kowtowing incessantly, his voice laced with a sob as he pleaded, "Senior, I beg you, please spare me! I swear, I will never trouble those three again. I can even offer them compensation—money, cultivation resources, whatever you ask for, I will certainly satisfy."

"Tsk!" Yao Lao glared at Guang Biao, his expression cold and impatient. "What I despise most are those who go back on their word. Bullying the weak is one thing, but since you agreed to let them go if they lasted five minutes against you, yet still tried to kill them all, did you ever consider that you might end up in this situation?"

"I deserve to die! I'm a bastard! I'm a lowlife! I can compensate them with so much, I can even kill my own brother to apologize to them, but killing me won't do you any good, Senior! It will only invite an investigation from the Federation."

"Are you threatening me?" Yao Lao said in a deep voice.