My future is invincible?

Chapter 172 The High King is Watching
In this world, there are always some people who can endure things that ordinary people cannot endure. Such people often have extraordinary willpower and can give up everything except the goals they have identified.

The High King.

Is this the kind of person...?

The Supreme King who is serious to ordinary people.

He was just like an ordinary old man on the Loess Plateau, a farmer who worked hard in the fields. He did not have the madness and arrogance to dominate the artificial divine world. He hid all his power, avoided appearing in the sight of psychic monks, and hid in the dark, watching the war, or the massacre, coldly.

When the soldiers and generals in the front had the advantage, pushed across the front line, and killed the Dharma image unexpectedly.

The High King did not take action.

He was like taking action at that time.

The Xinghan Empire’s front line is likely to continue to collapse, and may even collapse all the way to the Nanyang mainland!

Because he had obtained information about the main world and learned that Lan Yi was terrifying, and he also had initial contact with the Supreme King of the psychic monk system. He knew very well that if he took action, he would most likely be locked down by the psychic monks and then dragged into this world to be killed.

And Lan also made a magic mirror, and projected the power of mirror light from the sky, targeting all invading individuals in the artificial divine world 1638, slaughtering almost % of the extraordinary forces in that world, but the Supreme King still did not take action.

If he does it.

It can definitely cause irreversible interference to the magic mirror in a short period of time.

In that way, the soldiers and generals under his command would not be completely wiped out, but at least 60% of them would be able to escape back to their original world, and then rest before facing the attack of the psychic monks.

Even cut off the channel.

But he still didn't do it.

Like a cold-blooded man without any emotion, he watched his subordinates die tragically, and mercilessly watched the psychic monks rushing towards the passage. He lowered his head indifferently. Without the dignity of a strong man, he completely concealed his breath, changed his face, pretended to be a qigong warrior, and set off towards Yazhou.

In order to successfully leave the artificial divine world 1909, go to the main world.

The High King sacrificed his own world without hesitation.

Is there any way for him to leave this world?
The answer is of course.

It is very difficult for Ocean Ingrey of the main world to invade this world, but if it is just to transmit information and use technology to make the Supreme King a psychic monk, and then use a little tricks to deceive the eyes and ears of monks other than the reborn, and then return to the main world is not a difficult task.

This is an information gap.

Until now.

Except for Lan Yi, no one realized that Ingrey, the troublemaker, had already exerted influence on the Artificial God Realm 1909.

Puhai.

This city is full of Soviet-style cold and huge aesthetic atmosphere. It is full of cold reinforced concrete buildings and huge magnetic storm coils. The people walking through it seem particularly small. Outside the towering buildings are often hung huge black and gray curtains, which record the victory scenes of the Xinghan Empire's many foreign battles.

Wude, oh no, it should be said that the Spartan flavor is too strong!
Take a stroll through it.

Lan Yi and Ji Ning both seemed inconspicuous.

People around them subconsciously ignore them, and when they get close to them, their thinking becomes inexplicably dull, as if they are covered with a halo of reduced intelligence.

"...You mean to say that the Supreme King might return to the main world through our channel, join forces with Dayang, and then deal with you?"

Ji Ning didn't expect this to happen.

It also cleared up the doubts in my mind.

Old Demon Lan was reluctant to let himself take action, probably because he was on guard against the Supreme King.

"Then why don't we close the door and beat the dog?" Ji Ning was puzzled.

"Why do you want to close the door and beat the dog?" Lan Yi asked back.

"Hmm...it seems that you, Commander, are confident that you can deal with them together."

Lan Yi shook his head. "Ingrey is too arrogant. They think they can interfere with the will of a local tyrant under the guise of freedom, civilization, and human rights."

Ji Ning immediately understood.

Yes.

The High King is not the leader of the Xinghan Empire.

They have the confidence to control this world because Lan Yi left behind the Taoist tradition, which can minimize the resistance of the strong in this world in terms of legal principles and justice, and further consolidate it with the advancement and strength of the upper world. The last step is for everyone to conquer multiple dimensions together, which is a blatant and naked bond of interests.

"You let him go on purpose, just to see him smash Ingrey again. What if he fails?"

"Then just kill them all."

Lan doesn't care about the Tao, it's just an idle move.

It would be best if we can disgust those troublemakers like Ingrey, but if we can't, just kill them all together.

What Old Demon Lan is doing is giving someone a taste of his own medicine.

Turning the street and walking along the wall for two or three steps, you will arrive at a nursing home with a beautiful environment.

Ji Ning tactfully stopped and waited there.

Lan Yi kept moving forward, his figure flickering and blurry like a flash of lightning. In just one second, he was already outside Filia's room. The whole process did not cause any obvious noise.

But the moment Lan Yi appeared outside the door.

Filia, lying on the hospital bed, still felt something.

Her life was already in countdown, but her senses were exceptionally sharp at this moment. She could feel that the man she had been thinking about for so many years was right outside the door.

"and many more!"

Filia's cloudy eyes suddenly blossomed with a clear light, just like the traces of the happy times of her youth.

"Let me get this sorted. I can't see you like this."

Lan Yi didn't say anything, nor did he push the door open rudely.

He cherishes this emotion from a mortal being. Although it is short-lived, it is really beautiful.

I don’t know how long it took.

"Okay, come in, gentleman." Filia's voice sounded again in the room.

Lan Yi pushed the door open and walked in. The old lady, who was in her eighties, had already unplugged the many tubes inserted into her body, tidied up her long-dry hair, changed into her favorite purple dress, and wore a gauze hat tilted on her head. She looked at him with a smile on her face.

She lived for fifty years, almost her entire life.

Finally walked back to his side.

Although her face has aged, she now has bright eyes, a rosy face, and a last-growth aura, exuding the charm of a beauty that cannot be defeated by time.

"You are still so... young, and I am so old." Filia couldn't help choking up, tears flowing uncontrollably. She lowered her head in panic, afraid that she would ruin the beauty of meeting again.

"For me, there is actually not much difference between old and young." Lan Yi stepped forward and placed a hand on the lady's shoulder.

With his gentle movements.

Filia's movements were swift and calm, and the spreading [Canghua] easily penetrated into her flesh and skin, performing the work of replacing the weaving and strengthening.

It only took a few breaths.

From old to young and beautiful, to plump and mature.

Lady Filia returned to her most charming age, except that her hair had completely changed from blonde to snow-white.

(End of this chapter)