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The other three looked at Lu Zhan as if he were an idiot, clearly aware that his recent actions had gone too far. At that moment, the Gray Robe Man seemed uncertain about any movements, but his hoarse voice spoke up, "These matters are trivial. The four maps are not so easily found, and opening the Prehistoric Ruins is not as simple as that! You four should refrain from making any moves; I know who my successor is!"
At this time, Lu Zhan respectfully clasped his hands and then sat down in his chair. He couldn't compare himself to the other three; he was the only one who wasn't a native of Perfect World. Even that muscle-bound fool had more charisma than he did, but thankfully, he had managed to intimidate him! Lu Zhan glanced around at the others, reflecting on his situation.
Lu Zhan felt fortunate to have joined this organization, where he didn't have to compete with these desperate individuals for resources. Almost everything he desired could be found here, which made him even more eager to secure his place within the organization. Over the years, Lu Zhan had been working to win over the hearts of people within Perfect World.
At this moment, the Soul Master spoke up, "Master, should we take action as well?"
"That's reasonable, Master. I also believe we should intervene. Recently, all factions have been in disarray; we should step forward since we are the ones who can truly lead the next era!" The Young Master, codenamed God, added his voice to the discussion.
Hearing their words, the Master turned to Mie and Seize the Path: "What do you think?"
Mie replied, "I’m just a rough man; I think we should teach those from the Divine Descent Society a lesson. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have lost so many people last time!"
As for Lu Zhan, he said, "I will follow the Master's lead!" This statement was somewhat meaningless but served as a neutral response that neither offended anyone nor alienated him from the Master or the three main combatants.
After everyone expressed their opinions, the Master fell silent for a moment before saying, "Go ahead! Those wolf cubs don’t need to be involved; let’s give those vampires a lesson! Mie, you go with God!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Master's chair began to slide back into the shadows until it disappeared completely. The Four Young Masters exchanged glances before departing separately. Watching Mie and God leave made Lu Zhan feel somewhat unbalanced; everyone knew that this raid would yield plenty of valuable items. He had been hoping for this opportunity but found himself missing out on yet another mission.
However, he dared not make any further moves at this moment. The Master's words were clear: everything they did was under his scrutiny. Yet Lu Zhan couldn't understand why things had changed in Perfect World since Xiao Yefeng's appearance. The decisive Master had repeatedly spared this individual; several opportunities to eliminate him had been abandoned. Who exactly was this person?
With these questions in mind, Lu Zhan turned and left. His current strength was insufficient to confront the mysterious Soul or God, so he continued to wait.
Meanwhile, what about those who had entered the light gate of Atlantis Ruins?
"Boom!" A heavy thud echoed, followed by a series of coughs. Amidst the rubble, an arm covered in dense scales emerged from the debris.
"That was close! I almost died!" Clearing away the stones, a man with a torn shirt and a backpack appeared. This was Xiao Yefeng. Just at the last moment, Cao Man had returned, throwing a shield to block Davis's lethal punch. Unbeknownst to Xiao Yefeng, Davis had mistaken the direct punch aimed at his face for a feint.
The real threat had been the punch aimed at his abdomen. If it weren't for Cao Man's timely intervention, he would have likely been severely injured. However, what he didn't know was that at that critical moment, Zitong from the Black Gold Spirit Banner had also been ready to step in and take the blow for him.
Now, as Xiao Yefeng slightly activated the Carefree Vitality Technique to recover from the impact on his waist, he stood up and scanned his surroundings. Sure enough, Cao Man, who had pulled him into this place, was nowhere to be found. The area resembled the Azure Sea Ruins—a dilapidated illusion of a once-great structure appeared before him. It dawned on Xiao Yefeng that he was in a gatehouse.
Perhaps it had once been intact, but now the roof had been smashed in by him, leaving debris scattered across the floor. After some contemplation, he realized something was amiss; despite being injured in reality, based on his experience in the Azure Sea Ruins, he should be unscathed here. Yet the damage inflicted by Davis still lingered. Was it possible that his true self had entered this illusion?
The Qi in this place was abundant; it seemed his guess was correct. Injuries here would likely be real, and death would mean actual death. With this thought in mind, Xiao Yefeng reached out and lightly brushed his hand against the walls around him.
Indeed! Everything felt real! Had the previous Ming Ruins reached such a level? It seemed to have preserved part of what existed before its destruction. Realizing this, Xiao Yefeng quickly tended to his wounds and retrieved another short blade from his Spatial Ring. This was his last weapon; he had originally brought only two blades with him, never expecting one to be shattered by Davis's attack.
With a knife in hand, Xiao Yefeng began to explore the abandoned city. The remnants of its former glory were evident; the architectural style differed greatly from modern designs. Most notably, he noticed that every household contained peculiar machinery and traces of Feng Shui practices.
Particularly intriguing were some machines engraved with Talismans. Although they differed significantly from contemporary ones, it was clear these Talismans were related to Geomancers. How could this transcendent city of Atlantis bear traces of modern Feng Shui Techniques?
Unfortunately, every time Xiao Yefeng attempted to channel his spiritual energy into these Talismans, the machines would shatter into pieces. He had tried this over a dozen times along his journey, each ending in failure.
He even spotted a finely crafted sword made from special materials; although its design was somewhat odd, it bore over a hundred unfamiliar Talismans. The moment his Spirit enveloped the sword, he felt as if his own Spirit was about to be severed. Yet as soon as his Qi touched the blade, it instantly disintegrated into countless fragments.
It seemed that Xiao Yefeng's Qi could not be contained by these objects; their fierce nature led them to self-destruct instead. Helplessly discarding the shattered hilt of the sword, he exited the building. As soon as he stepped onto the main street, he heard sounds of combat ahead—flashes of white light and intense clashes of Qi urged him to quicken his pace toward the edge of the battle.
Leaning against a crumbling wall, Xiao Yefeng saw that the combatants were exactly as he had suspected—a Cardinal from the Church. The Cardinal was wielding a magic staff and was engaged in a fierce battle with a strange machine. This machine was peculiar because it was a model that Xiao Yefeng had never seen before, completely different from the fragile machines he had encountered earlier.
Compared to those earlier machines, this Robot—let's call it that—was formidable.
The Robot had a talisman on its chest that resembled the number three from Egyptian script. It possessed mechanical arms and held a three-meter-long great sword in its grasp. However, the blade was not made of metal like Xiao Yefeng's weapon; instead, it was enveloped in a layer of pale white light. One should not underestimate this Light Blade; just moments ago, Xiao Yefeng had witnessed the Cardinal's Holy Light Spear being cleaved in two by it.
It was a pure act of division—the Holy Light Power was directly severed, splitting the Holy Light Spear into two halves that flew out from either side of the Robot. Moreover, one of its mechanical arms was even more ruthless; at the last moment, it absorbed the Holy Light projectile unleashed by the Cardinal and shot it back.
Before the Cardinal could react, he was struck directly by his own Holy Light projectile, instantly turning into a pile of debris. Only a few drops of blood remained as evidence of his existence.
After completing its task, the Robot returned to its designated corner, transforming back into an ordinary machine marked with the same three-character insignia on its chest as if nothing had happened. Most importantly, Xiao Yefeng noticed that the Cardinal's magic staff had been tossed into the Robot's chest furnace after it opened its three-character armor. The spirit stones embedded in the staff transformed into a stream of Qi that flowed into the Robot's body.
Could this thing actually restore its power? At that moment, Xiao Yefeng speculated that Atlantis might indeed be a civilization of mechanical magic as rumored, while the civilization clashing with it was likely a Cultivation Civilization. Thus, this Robot seemed to be a product of mechanical magic and Feng Shui combined, raising questions about its peculiar Light Blade, searing armor, and strange talisman.
However, for now, Xiao Yefeng could only guess; to find answers, he would need to test things himself. Based on the battle between the Robot and the Cardinal, he calculated that this mech's strength was roughly equivalent to that of True Spirit Late Stage armor and comparable to True Spirit Pinnacle attacks. Yet its movement speed and reaction time were even inferior to those of True Spirit beginners. The Cardinal had fought head-on against the Robot and had been killed; at this point, Xiao Yefeng had figured out everything.
Still, there remained one issue: where were its vital points? Xiao Yefeng considered two possibilities: one was the furnace on its chest, and the other was the constantly flickering talisman on its head.
After some thought, Xiao Yefeng felt that targeting the talisman on its head seemed more reliable. After all, the armor surrounding the furnace was incredibly strong. He had clearly seen during the confrontation with the Cardinal how the condensed Holy Light Power had posed a significant threat to him through the Holy Judgment Sword; when it struck directly against the Robot's chest, it left no trace whatsoever.
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