The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 419 Explosion
Upon hearing An Ziyang's words, the old Taoist frowned but said nothing more. He then leaped into the distance and ran off into the distance.

After running another hundred feet, An Ziyang suddenly shouted again.

"Taoist Master, go there, over there!"

The old Taoist priest did as he was told, flying to the roof of the house that An Ziyang had pointed out and placing An Ziyang and Mei Qinghe on the roof.

After landing, the two did not stop at all. As if being chased by something, they quickly left the roof, rushed down the stairs to the first floor, and pressed a mechanism on the corner wall.

Karaara—

The ground opened up, revealing a deep, secret passage.

The two jumped in together, and the old Taoist priest followed behind.

An Ziyang pressed a mechanism on the wall of the secret passage, and the entrance slowly closed.

He then turned and ran deeper into the secret passage.

After wandering around for about half a cup of tea's time, the three of them reached the end of the secret passage. At the end of the passage was another bottomless cave entrance. The three of them jumped down again, slid down several feet, and finally landed.

As soon as he landed, the surrounding darkness was filled with the sounds of bowstrings being drawn and swords being drawn, along with the buzzing of Gu worms, all coming from all directions.

An Ziyang waved his hand.

"Light the lamp, it's me!"

"How are the preparations going?"

As soon as he spoke, someone shouted "Commander!" from the darkness, and then lights came on from all directions, illuminating the faces of dozens of Imperial Guards and Tang Clan disciples.

One of the Jinyiwei commanders stepped forward and bowed.

"Commander, although things came suddenly, with the assistance of the Tang Clan disciples and the old craftsmen from Wanggongchang, everything is already arranged and we can start at any time!"

An Ziyang nodded.

Where is the trigger mechanism?

The centurion pointed.

In the very center of this secret chamber, there was a raised platform about four feet square. The platform was hollowed out, and you could see many rotating mechanisms inside, as well as a vertical pole with half of a hemp rope extending from the middle.

An Ziyang walked quickly to the rope and grabbed it.

It needs to be pulled.

But the next moment, his shoulders suddenly relaxed, as if he had lost all his strength, and he gasped for breath.

"No, no, we're in too much of a rush... Isn't it time yet, Sister Mei? Isn't it time for a cup of tea yet?"

He turned to look at Mei Qinghe beside him and asked.

Mei Qinghe shook her head.

"No, it's been exactly the time it takes to brew a cup of tea since the commander spoke. You should pull it now."

An Ziyang gritted his teeth and stared intently at the hemp rope in his hand.

"Is it really here...? Should I really pull myself out...?"

His usual carefree expression was gone, replaced by hesitation and seriousness on An Ziyang's face.

His hands, the hands that could precisely manipulate dozens of Tang Clan secret mechanisms and hidden weapons, were visibly trembling.

"Sister Mei, I..."

Mei Qinghe stepped forward and took his arm.

"This is the commander's order."

"But—this could cost the commander his life!"

"If you won't pull, I will."

The two looked at each other, and Mei Qinghe used her arm strength to pry An Ziyang's hand open little by little.

She was a peerless expert, capable of killing even celestial beings. An Ziyang was no match for her and could only loosen his grip little by little.

Then Mei Qinghe spoke.

“The commander said that you are the one among us who he trusts the most, while I am the one who causes him the most trouble. But he still asked me to come with you... He knew all along that you might not be able to do it.”

An Ziyang lowered his head and remained silent.

“Brother An, you are too soft-hearted. You are as ruthless to outsiders as you are to your own people. The commander has long seen this clearly.”

"Let me do it."

Mei Qinghe reached out and pushed An Ziyang away, then grabbed the hemp rope.

An Ziyang stumbled back a few steps and looked up. Mei Qinghe suddenly tugged at the rope.

With her movements, the rope pulled the motor.

Karaara—

Within the openwork stone platform, the machine began to slowly rotate, faster and faster. The sound traveled up the wall and towards the ground.

Finally, it was conducted to the ground.

Directly above the secret chamber, the blood pool on the ground rippled.

Li Miao felt the machine rotating, a smile appeared on his lips, but his hands didn't stop for a moment, and he threw another punch!
Bang!
An Qisheng was suddenly thrown into the air!

Li Miao then leaped up, appearing above him, and blasted him away again with a leg axe!

Several martial arts practitioners ahead, whose legs had been smashed and who were struggling to crawl outwards with their hands, looked at the ever-growing shadow in front of them with despair on their faces.

The next moment—whoosh!
The flesh and blood were crushed into a thin sheet.

An Qisheng, still brimming with energy, burrowed several feet deeper into the ground before finally coming to a stop.

He was still spotless, with no injuries whatsoever except for the wound left by Li Miao at the beginning.

After gathering his true energy and focusing solely on defense, Li Miao was completely unable to break through his protective true energy.

He seemed to have already secured an invincible position.

But as he stood up from the sunken ground, he suddenly lowered his head and looked down at his feet.

His protective inner energy swirled, picking up a wisp of black powder from the rubble and delivering it to his hand.

He rubbed it a few times and smelled it.

"gunpowder."

Li Miao's voice rang out from within arm's reach.

"bingo."

Bang!
Li Miao appeared above him and punched the protective aura above him, driving it another foot into the ground.

"It's too late."

Li Miao crouched on top of his protective aura, grinning maliciously as he threw another punch.

Bang!
An Qisheng sank another foot downwards.

He raised his head and met Li Miao's gaze through the transparent protective aura surrounding him.

"This is your method."

Li Miao threw a punch.

boom!
"Yes."

boom!
"After exchanging a few blows with you that night, I knew I couldn't break through your protective aura. To be honest, although I've only managed to achieve a four-way unification after a thousand years of cultivation, I still look down on you—"

boom!
"But you do have some skills."

boom! Boom boom boom!
Fists rained down on the protective aura like a meteor shower.

The momentum was so strong that it even rippled through the protective aura. Li Miao's fist was torn open, gradually revealing his white finger bones, but he did not stop at all.

They gradually wedged An Qisheng into the ground, preventing him from moving or escaping.

"In terms of accumulated martial arts skills, I am inferior to you, but what can I do? I am an official... I wonder if the gunpowder accumulated by the imperial court over decades can break through your protective aura?"

boom!
The final punch landed on An Qisheng's head.

Li Miao said with a sinister grin.

"Whether you and I can survive, let's—give it a try!"

An Qisheng's expression remained unchanged as he coldly met Li Miao's gaze.

At the same time, the ground around them suddenly bulged up.

It looked like some huge thing had turned over on the ground.

next moment.

Infinite light and heat, an almost miraculous massive flame, the largest and most dangerous weapon of this era, accompanied by a deafening roar that could be heard for dozens of miles.

boom! ! ! ! !
Flames shot up dozens of feet high!
An Qisheng and Li Miao were submerged.

(End of this chapter)