Old Wu was stunned, staring at the mech debris on the ground, unable to believe Wang Xuan's words. Suddenly, Wu Yin's expression changed. The heavy rain washed down a severed hand that had fallen onto the roof from the explosion, nearly hitting her uncle on the head.

Old Wu looked down at the hand that brushed past him and fell at his feet, a chill running down his spine as if frozen. His scalp tingled; could the rain-dispersing cannon really have knocked down celestial beings from the clouds?

Wu Yin steadied her emotions, silently watching the retreating figures of Wang Xuan and Qingmu.

Nearby, others who had been awakened and saw the remnants of the bones and mech debris reacted differently—some women screamed, their cries piercing through the rainy night.

Wang Xuan didn't have time to explain; defeating the enemy was paramount. Relying on his powerful perception, he sensed that there were no more mechs, but several figures had entered the manor.

He and Qingmu stealthily moved, wanting to silently eliminate the intruders, primarily worried about the presence of masters or even grandmasters.

However, they were overthinking. Although the New Technique realm had developed rapidly, there were not many grandmasters left after losing three in the Pamirs—it had dealt a severe blow.

The top figures of the New Technique realm would not come to the Old Earth with grandmasters in tow; such a show of force would raise suspicions everywhere.

Soon, Wang Xuan signaled Qingmu, aiming the energy cannon at a wall. With a loud boom, the wall shattered, along with the figure hiding behind it.

In that area, no one could sleep now. Residents peeked out to see the chaos, their scalps tingling. Blood, washed away by the rain, mingled with debris, but the bones remained.

Such an event woke everyone in the manor.

Zhong Qing got up and opened a crack in the window, immediately spotting the two figures sneaking by. When she saw Wang Xuan carrying the heavy energy cannon, she nearly fainted.

"I'll go take a look!" an elder who had mastered the Snake Crane Eight Dispersions appeared, ready to follow them.

However, as he rushed out, he quickly turned back, believing Wang Xuan and Qingmu were aiming for him when they fired at the wall beside him.

Boom! The entire wall was blown apart, and a blood-soaked man charged out, appearing to be in his mid-forties with formidable strength!

His special armor was damaged; although he hadn't been hit directly, he had been grazed by the energy beam, leaving one arm useless, and he stumbled due to the impact from the collapsed wall.

He quickly raised his head and lunged toward Wang Xuan and Qingmu.

Unfortunately, in his bloodied state and dazed from the shockwave, his perception was dulled. The manor's fire net activated, and energy guns struck him, instantly paralyzing his body.

Boom!

Wang Xuan and Qingmu's energy cannon fired again, hitting him squarely, obliterating him completely.

The elder skilled in the Snake Crane Eight Dispersions turned and hurried back to Zhong Qing's side without saying a word. His scalp was tingling; the dead man had been extremely powerful, at least a quasi-master, yet he had been utterly destroyed!

Zhong Qing covered her mouth, managing not to scream. The two were ruthlessly impressive, blasting away right near her, and a chunk of the quasi-master's arm splattered against her window, shattering the glass and splattering blood—some droplets landed on her face.

In the dead of night, this experience left her pale; compared to it, the horror movies she usually watched felt like romantic comedies.

"It's fine; you all go back to sleep!" Wang Xuan and Qingmu ran off, their voices echoing, "Sorry for the disturbance; good night!"

Who could still sleep? Zhong Qing rolled her eyes; it was too bloody and shocking. The cacophony of cannon fire had erupted right beside her, a kind of experience she had never encountered before.

With a loud thud, the severed arm fell to the ground at her feet, leaving a large pool of blood. Accompanied by Wang Xuan's last "good night," she almost screamed.

...

On their way, a figure silently lunged at Wang Xuan and Qingmu, moving gracefully and striking fiercely. He kicked the energy cannon, which weighed over two hundred pounds, out of Qingmu's hands. A blade gleamed in his hand, dazzling under the lightning.

Wang Xuan knew there was no avoiding this; even with his strong mental power, he couldn't pinpoint every enemy entering the manor.

He swung the heavy energy cannon towards the assailant, using its weight in a close-range assault, cornering the enemy.

The blinding blade slashed down onto the cannon. The attacker was indeed strong; as the sharp edge sank into the cannon, he struck with both hands, deflecting the heavy barrel and causing the wall to collapse, sending water splashing everywhere.

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"Old Qing, go elsewhere; leave this to me!" Wang Xuan shouted, realizing he was facing a formidable opponent. What worried him most was that this person was wearing super-material armor.

Qingmu didn't hesitate and quickly vanished.

The newcomer, clad in black metallic armor, approached soundlessly, his footsteps steady, resembling a ghost in the rainy night.

Suddenly, he struck fiercely, light emanating from his fingers, forming a glaring golden spear aimed directly at Wang Xuan's forehead!

In the dark, the golden light streaking through the night was as dazzling as lightning—swift and deadly. The rainwater in mid-air was evaporated, turning into a thick white mist.

Wang Xuan shifted his body to evade the attack. The golden spear pierced through a large tree behind him, sending wood chips flying.

This tree had been over a hundred years old, its branches thick and lush. As the spear penetrated, the massive trunk shattered under the impact, its heavy crown crashing down, thundering and demolishing adjacent buildings amidst the torrential rain.

Wang Xuan stood not far away, drenched by the downpour, his gaze fixed on the assailant. This was undoubtedly a formidable enemy.

The opponent was a quasi-master, wearing super-material armor, and his already terrifying attack power had been significantly enhanced. If that spear were to pierce his body, it would explode his flesh and blood into fragments.

The figure in black metallic armor remained silent, his face concealed by the armor, with only his eyes gleaming like blades.

Boom!

He leaped forward, landing with a splash of mud. His hands moved rapidly, and the golden spear lunged toward Wang Xuan, creating a terrifying sound that echoed through the area. The mist rose ominously, demonstrating the spear's immense power—should it strike, blood and bone would surely explode!

Wang Xuan moved quickly, darting around while pondering his strategy. Should he wait like Chen Ran? Let the opponent's super-material armor wear out before striking? But in the rainy night, there could be other enemies lurking, and if he delayed too long, more might join the fray, putting him in danger.

Thud!

Wang Xuan sidestepped just in time, and the golden spear stabbed into the courtyard wall behind him, sending a powerful shockwave that blew the thick wall apart. The sheer force was frightening.

Wang Xuan decided to take a risk; he could not wait any longer. The opponent was a quasi-master whose strength had surged due to the super-material armor, making him as dangerous as a true master. If more of such figures appeared, Wang Xuan would be hunted down by multiple masters—he would be trapped, and escaping would be nearly impossible.

Taking a deep breath, his organs stirred violently, emitting faint thunderous sounds within, resonating with the lightning above. Light beams emanated from his pores!

With no other choice, he activated Zhang Daoling's body technique. So far, he had mastered the first three engravings of the first page of the Golden Book.

As the opponent aimed the golden spear again, the air shimmered with brightness, illuminating the rain-soaked night. The torrential rain fell heavily, and the super-material energy surged dangerously, causing the buildings in the vicinity to shake and collapse.

Wang Xuan dodged the spear and charged at the man's chest, intending to pierce through his armor and destroy his source of power. However, the opponent, a seasoned expert, reacted swiftly. The golden spear condensed into his fist, radiating sunlight-like brilliance as it collided with Wang Xuan's palm.

The opponent forced Wang Xuan into a direct clash. Realizing he faced a formidable opponent, Wang Xuan was undeterred. He invoked the body technique recorded in the Golden Book, his organs glowing and illuminating his chest with terrifying secret power flowing throughout his body, surging toward his palm.

Crack!

In mid-air, it sounded like thunder erupted as blinding light burst between their fists, illuminating the area—a manifestation of energy.

This surpassed the assailant's expectations. Despite wearing super-material armor comparable to a master's, his fist did not crush Wang Xuan's flesh. He was astounded.

Seizing the opportunity, Wang Xuan moved in closer and launched a fierce attack. His chest heaved as if ready to explode, channeling all his strength into the body technique from the first page of the Golden Book, a powerful surge of secret energy erupting.

As their bodies collided, Wang Xuan's chest emitted light, surrounded by lightning, intensifying their close-quarters battle.

Crack!

Finally, Wang Xuan heard the sound he had been waiting for. All his attacks concentrated on one spot on the opponent's chest, shattering the armor.

With a deafening roar, the super-material armor exploded, metal fragments scattering like vibrant petals in the rain.

Wang Xuan felt as though his chest would burst; the secret energy coursed through him, his body searing as if on fire. Zhang's body technique was indeed terrifying, not something an ordinary person could wield easily!

Wang Xuan had mastered this through the Inner Landscape; normally, individuals at this level could not practice it. To attempt it would require such immense force that their bodies would risk collapsing.

He forcibly calmed his boiling blood, cooling his body, and rapidly lunged toward the quasi-master.

The New Technique realm's quasi-master was genuinely shocked; his super-material armor, sturdier than mech material, had been shattered?!

But there was no time to ponder. It was a life-or-death moment. He went all out to fight this terrifying young man.

The two engaged in fierce combat, instantly smashing through several courtyard walls and houses.

As a lightning bolt lit up the night sky, many watching from a distance were left in shock.

Wang Xuan stomped down, pivoting his other leg to kick the quasi-master into the air, his chest caving in as his organs were likely torn apart.

As Wang Xuan withdrew his leg, he leaped into the air, delivering a punch to the descending figure, leaving no chance for survival. Tonight, he truly was on a rampage.

Blood sprayed everywhere as the man's chest was obliterated, his body exploding!

Before the lightning faded from the night sky, witnesses saw Wang Xuan landing smoothly on the ground, his gaze like lightning, striding deeper into the rain, not even glancing at the corpse beneath him.

"This must be the Old Wang mentioned by Chen Yongjie during the battle at Green Ridge—he killed a quasi-master in super-material armor!" Old Wu, standing on the roof, witnessed the scene in shock.

"He nearly killed a true master?!" Big Wu, beside him, breathed heavily, incredulous. This was a man in his twenties, yet he had brought the Old Technique to such a level?!

In the dark of night, many observers were equally astonished.

"It won't be long before he steps into the true master realm. In his twenties! Just thinking about it is terrifying." The elder from the Zhong family, skilled in Snake Crane Eight Dispersions, stood on the roof, deeply shocked, his expression complex.

Earlier, although Zhong Qing had been splattered with blood from the severed arm, she had calmed down. Now, standing beside the elder, she gazed into the dark rain-soaked depths, equally astonished and in disbelief.

Her brother Zhong Cheng arrived as well, his eyes ablaze with excitement, exclaiming, "I never imagined he was so strong before, hiding his capabilities. At this rate, it won't be long before he becomes a true Master Wang!"