Chaoge City Outside, the brief "riot" quickly subsided.
The farmer carried his hoe and hummed a country tune before disappearing at the entrance of the village.
Only Qin Wu, Doctor, and Witch were left, like three walking corpses that had lost their souls, paralyzed in place, waiting for an unknown fate.
Soon, a team of Great Shang Imperial Guard wearing Dark Phoenix Black Armor with a strong breath rushed to the scene under the leadership of an official.
The leading officials are none other than Grand Master Great Shang, Interception Sect Third-Generation Disciple, and Wen Zhong from Heavenly Eye.
Wen Zhong was riding on Ink Qilin, his eyes swept over the two huge mecha wreckage and the three Qin Wu who collapsed on the ground, frowning slightly.
"Are these 'extraterrestrial demons' again?"
An official next to him, Grand Chancellor Bi Gan, stepped forward and carefully looked at the smooth mirror-like cutout of the mecha, marveling at it.
"Grand Master, please look at this incision. It is so smooth and made in one go. The person who made the move has reached a state of perfection in the use of 'force' and has returned to his original nature. I think it was some senior who was hiding in the countryside who was disturbed by these unsightly things."
Wen Zhong nodded. As his Heavenly Eye opened and closed, divine light flowed, and he had already seen through the essence of the mecha.
"Using the power of fire to drive the body of gold and iron, it contains thunder inside and shows sharpness on the outside. Its principle is very clear, but its method is very crude."
He gave an evaluation.
"It's just a pile of impure acquired gold and iron, mixed with some thunder magic fur, and forcibly pieced together. Compared to the Witch Clan's Dutian Divine Fiends formation, it is like a firefly to a bright moon."
He then looked at some high-tech instruments and Magic scrolls scattered around Doctor and Witch.
Bi Gan picked up a blank piece of parchment (formerly Forbidden Spell scroll), sensed it with his mind, and then threw it on the ground in disgust.
"Unorthodox Path. Use essence Divine Power to leverage the free vitality between heaven and earth, but you don't know that there is a difference in vitality. How can the Xiantian Spiritual Qi here be mobilized by their crude Divine Power structure? It's like using a mantis' arm as a cart, ridiculous, ridiculous."
In the eyes of Reincarnators, this group of "artifacts" that could destroy the world, in the eyes of Great Shang's monarchs and ministers, are just a bunch of rubbish with rough workmanship and acceptable creativity.
"Collect all these waste products and send them to 'Heavenly Works Institute'. Let the craftsmen dismantle and study them. Maybe they can bring some new ideas to the mechanism art."
"In addition, put these three alive into the sky prison and hand them over to Fei Zhong and You Hun for interrogation to see if there are any accomplices behind them."
Wen Zhong gave instructions in an orderly manner.
This is not the first time they have dealt with this kind of invasion by "extraterritorial demons".
Since Human Sovereign Yin Jiao took charge of Humanity Fortune, Chaoge has become the center of the entire Primordial World, and there are often things that do not know life and death and are attracted to it.
But the results are pretty much the same.
Just when Imperial Guard stepped forward and was about to lock Qin Wu in the three-person lock.
A gentle voice came from not far away.
"Wait a minute."
Everyone looked back and saw Daoist, who was wearing a brocade robe, had a rich face, and always had a kind smile on his face, walking up and down with his hands behind his back.
Seeing the person coming, even a high-ranking person like Wen Zhong, immediately stood up from Ink Qilin and bowed respectfully.
"Uncle Zhao Gongming, why are you here?"
The visitor is none other than Zhao Gongming, who came to Chaoge to handle some "private matters" on Temple's order.
He was passing by, but was attracted by the remaining aura of this place.
"It's okay, I'm just taking a look."
Zhao Gongming smiled and waved his hand, and his eyes fell on the three Reincarnators whose faces were ashen.
He didn't look at their bodies or their equipment.
His gaze seemed to penetrate the skin and look directly into the deepest part of their souls.
There, he saw an extremely small, but extremely strong... mark composed of countless twisted Runes.
That brand, like a poisonous snake, clung to their True Spirit, exuding the evil aura of slavery, parasitism, and plunder.
The moment he saw this brand, the smile on Zhao Gongming's face slowly disappeared.
Instead, there was a bottomless, cold indifference.
"That's it."
He whispered to himself.
"I wonder why every now and then, there are flies like this that don't know how to live or die, drilling into Primordial World."
"It turns out it's not wild."
"Someone is behind the scenes and has raised a nest in a cage."
Wen Zhong and others were confused and did not understand what Zhao Gongming was talking about.
But they could clearly feel that the aura exuded by this uncle, who had always shown a kind image to others, made them, who had experienced battles for a long time, feel Formation Core.
That's... murderous intent.
It's not directed at anyone, but it seems to include Myriad Worlds, a cold murderous intention!
"Master Xijing."
Zhao Gongming's voice was still plain, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
"The most annoying thing is that these dirty things have stained Courtyard."
"I thought that Yang Jian and the others had cleaned it once before, so it would be quiet for a long time."
"I didn't expect that this fly's nest is still outside."
He stretched out a finger and tapped Qin Wu, who was lying on the ground.
Qin Wu's body trembled violently.
Deep in his soul, the unbreakable Soul Imprint planted by Main God was suddenly stripped away from it by the finger of Zhao Gongming, and the subtle aura of A Trace was stripped away!
That breath, on Zhao Gongming's fingertips, turned into a Runes that was constantly twisting and trying to escape.
Runes contains a path leading to a distant and unknown place...Karma Thread.
"Heh."
Zhao Gongming looked at the "little thing" on his fingertips and sneered.
"Still want to run?"
With a flick of his finger, he completely annihilated the Runes.
However, that Karma Thread has been firmly locked by him.
"Wen Zhong nephew." Zhao Gongming regained his kind smile, as if the murderous intention just now was just an illusion.
"There is no need to examine these pieces of trash, just get rid of them. Their value is not as good as that pile of scrap metal."
"As for that 'garbage dump' behind them..."
In Zhao Gongming's eyes, A Trace's amusement flashed.
"Let me, the housekeeper, clean it myself."
"It also saves you the trouble of disturbing Master's Qingjing with some stupid things in the future."
After the words fell, he ignored everyone, turned around and stepped out.
The figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, as if it had never appeared.
Only Wen Zhong and others were left, looking at each other in shock, but in their hearts there was a storm.
They understood.
Uncle Zhao Gongming, are you going to... follow the clues, take the initiative, and raid the lair of these "extraterrestrial demons"?!