fantasy novels Chapter 115 The Frog in the Well, The Moment to Close the Net
Chapter 115 The Frog in the Well, The Moment to Close the Net
Three silver figures spread out in a triangular formation, tightly surrounding Lu Yuan in the middle.
The leader was a blond, blue-eyed white man whose left eye had been completely replaced by a mechanical prosthetic eye that flashed red light. His right arm, from the elbow down, was adorned with a high-tech silver high-frequency plasma blade.
The Dark Moon Organization, a superpower that controls the overseas underworld, has always focused on human genetic modification and mechanical ascension.
"An ancient martial artist from China?" The blond man spoke in broken Chinese, his mechanical eye rapidly scanning Lu Yuan's data. "Your physical abilities far surpass those of ordinary people, and your explosive power has reached the S-level standard in our database. However, a mortal body is meaningless in the face of Dark Moon Technology."
The blond man slowly raised his right arm, and the plasma blade emitted a buzzing vibration, causing the surrounding air to instantly distort due to the extreme heat.
He secretly calculated that the Chinese man had violently destroyed the energy field and must have exhausted a great deal of energy. Now was the best time to reap the rewards. As long as he got that blue crystal, the organization could crack the higher-dimensional energy matrix.
Lu Yuan quietly looked at the three half-human, half-machine monsters.
"Technology combined with physical mutation," Lu Yuan said calmly, "to transform your bodies into this inhuman, ghost-like form just to gain this meager power. Your understanding of power is truly pathetic."
The blond man sneered, "You backward natives, you have no idea what true evolution is!"
Before he could finish speaking, the thrusters on his back suddenly spewed out a dark blue tail flame.
His speed instantly broke the sound barrier, leaving a series of afterimages in the air. The plasma blade, carrying terrifyingly high temperatures capable of cutting through anything, slashed directly towards Lu Yuan's neck. The other two cyborgs also attacked simultaneously, their shoulders unleashing miniature missile launchers. Six armor-piercing explosive rounds with tracking capabilities sealed off all of Lu Yuan's escape routes, forming a perfect coordinated attack.
Zhao Baichuan, who was lying in the distance pretending to be dead, closed his eyes in despair. He knew the ruthless methods of the Dark Moon Organization. Even a Grandmaster of the Divine Realm would perish on the spot if he were to personally lead an attack of this level.
Lu Yuan remained standing in place, not even releasing his protective true energy. Facing the plasma blade slashing towards him, he simply extended his right hand slowly. The movement seemed extremely slow, yet it was swift and precise, catching the high-frequency plasma blade capable of melting steel.
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The moment his palm made contact with the plasma blade, there was no smell of burning flesh in the air, and not even a trace of white mark was left on Lu Yuan's palm.
The blond man's prosthetic eye began flashing red light wildly, and the system kept emitting piercing alarms.
"Warning! Encountering interference from an unknown energy field! Weapon output power reduced by 100%!"
The blond man tried in horror to pull his arm back, only to find that the plasma blade seemed to be firmly welded to Lu Yuan's hand, completely immovable.
"This is impossible!" The blond man's voice finally carried a hint of barely suppressed panic.
"Nothing is impossible." Lu Yuan exerted a little force with his five fingers, and the high-frequency plasma blade, which was forged with extraterrestrial meteorite iron, was instantly crushed into countless fragments like a crispy biscuit.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Yuan slapped the blond man across the face. This slap was delivered without the use of any magic, purely by physical force.
With a muffled thud, half of the blond man's mechanical head was blown apart. Various sophisticated electronic components and blue nutrient solution mixed with brain matter sprayed everywhere. The headless corpse slammed heavily to the ground, twitched twice, and then stopped moving completely.
At the same time, the six miniature armor-piercing explosive rounds were already upon Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan simply waved his hand, and a sudden gust of wind arose from the ground, whipping up debris. The six missiles were forcibly deflected from their trajectories by the wind in mid-air, flying back and striking the other two modified humans with incredible precision in the chests.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The violent explosion sent flames soaring into the sky, and the two expensive cyborgs were instantly blasted into charred parts by their own weapons.
The entire battle, from start to finish, lasted less than three seconds.
Lu Yuan casually dusted off his hands, then slowly closed his eyes. His vast divine sense, cultivated during the Mahayana stage, extended infinitely into the distance, following the unseen threads of cause and effect.
On a luxury cruise ship flying the Panamanian flag, thousands of kilometers away in the high seas of the Pacific Ocean.
Li Gang was slumped on the sofa in the presidential suite, holding a glass of red wine, his flabby body trembling uncontrollably.
"I'm safe... Once I'm in Dark Moon Organization territory, that scoundrel will definitely not be able to find me." Li Gang kept muttering to himself.
Suddenly, a strange black rune appeared without warning between his eyebrows.
The wine glass slipped from Li Gang's hand and shattered on the expensive carpet. Extreme pain instantly overwhelmed his reason. He couldn't even utter a scream; his entire body deflated rapidly like a punctured balloon. In mere seconds, Li Gang, the dignified deputy director of the Astronomical Observatory, was reduced to a pool of black blood emitting a pungent stench.
Let's turn our attention back to the heart of the Western Hills.
Lu Yuan withdrew his divine sense. The causal thread was severed, and the fat man was clearly dead. He took out the blue teleportation coordinate stone again. When the formation shattered, he clearly sensed that an extremely large spiritual vein was hidden beneath this valley, and this stone was the key to unlocking the seal of the spiritual vein.
Lu Yuan sat cross-legged amidst the chaotic ruins, suspending the coordinate stone in front of his chest, and rapidly forming intricate hand seals typical of the cultivation world.
"Open it for me."
With a low shout, the coordinate stone instantly turned into dust.
Rumble!
The entire West Mountain trembled violently. A surge of pure spiritual energy, so dense it was almost liquid, erupted from the ground like a fountain, forcefully breaking through the rock layers and shooting straight into the sky. The previously withered trees around the area sprouted new, vibrant green buds at a visible speed the moment they came into contact with this spiritual energy.
Lu Yuan took a deep breath, greedily absorbing the pure spiritual energy. The invisible shackles within his body that suppressed his peak Golden Core cultivation began to emit a faint cracking sound.
Just as Lu Yuan was focusing his mind and preparing to break through the Nascent Soul stage barrier in one go, a sudden change occurred.
Deep underground, at the very end of that massive spiritual vein, an ancient divine thought, certainly not belonging to the native inhabitants of Earth, emitted an extremely faint fluctuation along the channel where spiritual energy surged.
The fluctuation in Lu Yuan's mind transformed into a vague, low murmur, using an extremely pure ancient language from the cultivation world.
"Who... disturbed... my... spirit-locking array..."
Lu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, looked down at the cracking rock strata beneath his feet, and his gaze narrowed slightly.
Is there some old monster from the cultivation world hiding beneath this dried-up, stagnant water of Earth?