Evacuating with a Million

Finally, after clearing out the second level, the group passed through the Heavy Armor Gate at the very bottom and entered the deepest part of the warehouse!

The moment they stepped onto the third level, everyone's pupils contracted.

Even Du Busi's breathing tightened slightly.

The third level was much smaller than the first two, consisting of only one magnificent circular hall.

Crates of all sizes filled the space around the hall.

They contained nothing but Level 8 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannons and shells, with at least a hundred shells in total.

At the very center of the hall, however, fifteen large black crates stood silently.

Five of those crates were particularly enormous.

Faint traces of immensely powerful, searingly dangerous energy seeped from within them!

Clearly, those five crates contained Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannons.

The other crates held only shells.

"Is this where they keep the Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon Shells?"

Yan Feng's voice held a trace of trembling amid his amazement. "I never imagined it would be so unassuming."

Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon Shells!

Each one packed power comparable to an all-out strike from a Super Douluo of level 95 or above!

If all the shells here detonated at once, more than half of Mingdu would instantly be blasted to ashes!

Xu He frowned slightly at the crates. "There were twenty crates when I came here last time. Why are five missing?"

"Xu Tianlong probably took them."

Xu Yan stepped forward and casually opened one of the smaller crates beneath everyone's expectant gazes.

Click—

A dark gleam flashed, revealing a bullet-shaped Soul Tool.

"A Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon Shell may only be a single-use bomb, but it can be fired as long as you have a cannon mount.

"When Xu Tianlong launched his coup last night, he probably brought a few along as a backup."

The Sun Moon Empire had not yet entered a state of war.

As such, most Level 9 Soul Engineers would not spend vast amounts of time and effort making these ordinary shells.

They were all researching their own specialized Soul Tools.

Only a few unlucky souls, or those whose potential had already reached its limit,

would receive assignments from the emperor and reluctantly make these things.

Moreover, during the current Douluo II era, Soul Tool production still followed a small-workshop model.

A single Soul Engineer handled the entire process alone.

Beyond engraving Core Arrays, a top-tier Soul Engineer

also had to master processes such as studying blueprints, forging metals, and manufacturing Soul Tool casings.

It was an entirely self-contained manufacturing process.

"Damn it! Xu Tianlong, that shameless dog of a thief! He moved so fast! Absolutely brazen! The audacity of that bastard!"

Hearing Xu Yan's explanation, Du Busi immediately burst into furious curses.

He looked for all the world like a tyrant whose secret stash of money had been stolen.

Beside him, Jin Peng's and Mo Yuan's eyes twitched. They silently turned away, pretending they did not know Du Busi.

You're a sect master, after all. At least mind your image a little in front of the younger generation.

Ji Juechen and the other two looked utterly bewildered, unsure why Du Busi had suddenly become so furious.

Looking at the heartbroken Du Busi, Xu Yan's lips curved slightly as he offered some reassurance:

"Master, ten Fixed Soul Guidance Cannon Shells and five Fixed Soul Guidance Cannons are already a pretty good haul.

"With these, our sect will have some reserves to fall back on.

"Add those precious rare ores, and as long as we poach a few Level 8 or Level 9 Soul Engineers later, we'll be able to produce Soul Cannons continuously."

To be honest, Soul Tools from the Peerless Tang Sect era could not truly decide battles at the highest level.

Xu Yan did not care all that much about them, either.

Compared with these Level 9 Soul Cannons, he cared more about the rare metals on the first floor.

After all, quite a few of those metals were core materials for Thousand Refinement, or even Spirit Forging.

With those materials, they might be able to produce Thousand-Refined Metal or even Spirit-Forged Metal, provided they trained a few Soul Engineers.

And once they had those metals, could Battle Armor be far behind?

Even if they could not make Three-Word or Four-Word Battle Armor, simple Thousand-Refined One-Word Battle Armor would do.

Alternatively, they could start by making a single component and develop a transformable weapon. That alone could instantly boost Xu Yan's combat strength.

But Xu Yan would not research Soul Tools himself. He only needed to use them.

Researching these things was best left to professionals.

Someone like Xuan Ziwen.

"Little Yan is right."

Mo Yuan looked at Du Busi. "Now that we have the materials, there's no need to worry that we won't be able to make these things.

"Besides, my illusion is almost out of time. We need to pick up the pace."

"Yes, you're right! Let's get out of here first."

With that, Du Busi hesitated no longer.

He swept his hand, bringing his immense Spiritual Power and Storage Soul Tool into full operation!

Hum—!

Every crate in the hall vanished in an instant!

The vast South City Strategic Warehouse of the Sun Moon Empire had been reduced to an utterly bare shell that would bring even a cockroach to tears!

They had pulled the firewood from beneath the cauldron and stripped the place clean!

Xu Yan glanced back at the empty underground hall, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Xu Tianlong, Xu Tianran... I hope you'll enjoy this generous gift once you've taken the dragon throne!"

With those words, he lingered no longer, turning to follow the others.

Mo Yuan focused his senses for a moment, his brow tightening slightly.

"The Illusion Barrier can last ten more breaths at most. The soldiers outside are already showing slight signs of movement. If we don't leave now, we'll be exposed."

"Move!"

Du Busi gave a low shout, dark green Soul Power silently spreading around him to shield Xu Yan and the other three securely.

With light, swift steps, the group hurried back along the passage they had entered through, rushing out of the underground warehouse in moments.

"Wait!"

Just as they were about to leave, Xu Yan suddenly spoke.

"What is it?" Du Busi looked puzzled.

Xu Yan smiled mysteriously and looked at Yan Feng.

"Release your Martial Soul and leave a trace of its evil aura here. Remember, not too much."

"Okay!"

Yan Feng looked utterly confused, but he did as instructed.

As the Fierce Bone Dragon appeared, wisps of black immediately emerged at the warehouse entrance.

They then scattered across the ground and the surrounding walls.

"That's enough. Withdraw your Martial Soul. Let's go!"

Seeing that the aura was about right, Xu Yan hurriedly spoke.

At that moment, the illusion outside the warehouse had yet to dissipate.

Wang Xiao and the soldiers still stood guard mechanically, their eyes vacant, completely unaware of the people passing beside them.

The instant they stepped beyond the Sky-Detection Soul Tool's range, the eerie dark green glow in Mo Yuan's eyes faded.

His overdrawn Spiritual Power made him frown slightly, his aura wavering a little.

"Hurry, take to the air and get clear of Mingdu!"

Without another word, Jin Peng rose into the air first, Gilded Soul Power enveloping him.

He remained ready for any pursuit or ambush that might come.

With a surge of Soul Power, Du Busi swept up Xu Yan, Xu He, Yan Feng, and Ji Juechen, then shot into the sky.

The seven figures became streaks of light, racing beyond Mingdu's boundaries without looking back.

Moving at an astonishing speed, they tore across the sky in an instant and vanished deep into the clouds.

On the seventh breath after the group withdrew!

Mo Yuan's illusion collapsed completely.

Up on the raised platform, Wang Xiao suddenly shuddered, clarity instantly returning to his eyes.

He instinctively looked around, feeling groggy, dazed, and inexplicably weak all over.

What's wrong with me? Could there be an enemy?

At that thought, Wang Xiao immediately looked toward the warehouse entrance.

Only after seeing that the gate remained intact and the Soul Guidance Array had not been forcibly damaged did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sir, what's wrong?" the squad leader beside him asked in confusion.

"Nothing. Perhaps I've just been under too much pressure lately.

"His lordship will be here soon. Hurry and clean the blood off the ground."

"Yes, sir!"

The squad leader immediately answered respectfully.

Wang Xiao sat back down in his chair, completely unaware that in those brief moments,

the Empire's top-tier Strategic Warehouse under his watch had been emptied entirely.

The soldiers standing guard on the ground also came to their senses one after another, exchanging blank looks.

They merely assumed they were exhausted from fighting through the night and noticed nothing unusual.