The God of the Ruined Temple
Chapter 113

Sword Pellet

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He could barely make out the Black Snake Gang members slipping through the water toward the Gourd Immortal Abode. They seemed to have run into more Corpse Catfish; flashes from gunfire kept flaring. The barrels of the guns they had just fired stood out sharply on the screen as they heated up.

That stirred a thought in Tang Changsheng. What would he do if he faced opponents equipped with infrared night-vision goggles or thermal detectors?

Was there a Daoist art that could cool his skin and render the detectors useless? Was there a way to block infrared radiation?

Would the Yang Escape Method, the Daoist art of invisibility, even work against such devices?

Thought after thought surfaced in Tang Changsheng's mind...

A sense of sorrow rose within him. It seemed this world could never return to an age when Daoist arts flourished.

Even if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was slowly recovering, how many ancient Daoist arts were helpless against modern technology?

Cultivation had originally been a search for eternal life, yet modern genetic technology was already beginning to enter that realm.

If someone announced one day that they had fully unlocked the genes of immortality and greatly extended the human lifespan, Tang Changsheng would not be surprised.

While Tang Changsheng pondered this, someone said, "They've gone in. None of our equipment can detect them anymore... Only five people stayed outside on guard."

Tang Changsheng suddenly gave a cold laugh. "Take out the guards. The ones who went in aren't coming back out..."

Qiu Heping had no idea what Tang Changsheng had arranged beneath Gourd Islet. But if Tang Changsheng said so, he must be certain!

After only a moment's hesitation, Qiu Heping gave the order: "Move!"

In the darkness, the forces lying in wait beyond the riverbank

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