Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

Chapter 415 Ignoring Defense with Dan Jin! Mission Accomplished, Return Home!
The vehicle sped along the desolate highway, its wheels kicking up clouds of dust.

The blond giant driving the car, Clay, had multiple tactical goggles integrated into his black alloy mask that covered half of his face, constantly scanning the road conditions ahead and the surrounding environment.

In a fleeting glance at the rearview mirror, as if to check the road conditions behind—

The red electronic eye on the right side of his mask, used for precision aiming and usually kept in a dim state, suddenly seemed to sense some incomprehensible, extremely high threat and burst out with a blinding scarlet light!

The frequency was so rapid, it was like an alarm about to overload!

"What the hell is this?"

Clay's breath hitched. Through the small rearview mirror, he could see clearly.

On the trunk railing of the vehicle, which should have been empty, sat an elderly man dressed in a dark Zhongshan suit, holding a cane!

When did that person come up here?!
Why are all the sensors, weight sensors, and thermal scanners on my body completely unresponsive?
He sat there quietly, as if he had been there from the beginning, becoming one with the vehicle and the desert.

What terrified Clay even more was that the old man in the rearview mirror seemed to be meeting his shocked gaze through the mirror.

Deep within those eyes, a faint golden light swirled, carrying an indifferent air of looking down upon ants.

A shiver, originating from his life instincts and even beyond the comprehension of his mechanically modified body, surged through Clay's entire body like a high-voltage current!
"Enemy attack!!!"

He used almost all of the processor's resources to squeeze out that distorted electronic roar from the stiff speaker.

"Hank! There's someone in our car! In the back! Take him down!"

Clay, driving the car, roared with a distorted electronic sound, his voice filled with unbelievable horror.

The heavily armed man in the back seat, known as Hank, had just instinctively tried to lift his terrifying heavy rifle to find a target.

puff!

A deep yet sharp piercing sound rang out.

Without any warning, a seemingly simple wooden cane easily pierced the sturdy chair back, like a hot knife cutting into butter.

The tip of the cane struck Hank's thick, high-strength alloy armor with perfect precision!
Although the indestructible alloy shell successfully withstood the physical puncture from the tip of the cane.

However, before Hank could even show the relief of surviving a disaster, an indescribable terrifying force had already penetrated through the staff and the hard alloy without any hindrance!

This was not a simple physical impact.

This is the sacred power belonging to a Grandmaster of the Core Formation Realm, a power formed by the perfect fusion of the body's abundant blood and qi with the martial will—Dan Jin!
Its power and mystery far surpass the penetration of hidden force and the combination of hardness and softness in neutralizing force.

This force ignored physical defenses and acted directly on the flesh inside the alloy!
"Ugh—!"

Hank felt as if an invisible, towering mountain, with overwhelming divine might, had crashed into his internal organs, crushed every nerve, and even impacted his mental consciousness connected to the mechanical parts!
Hank's alloy armor appeared to be intact, but in reality, his flesh and blood body, as well as his semi-mechanized internal organs and neural interfaces, were instantly subjected to devastating shock and erosion!

In an instant, Hank's eyes bulged out, bloodshot veins instantly filling the whites of his eyes. A mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out of his mouth, staining his cold mask red.

His massive body looked as if all the bones had been removed in an instant.

Along with his heavy equipment, he collapsed to the ground with a thud, and the heavy rifle in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

At this moment, Hank's internal organs were not only completely shattered, but his life force was also cut off.

His nervous system and consciousness completely collapsed under the impact of that overwhelming spiritual power.

Even if the physical body still retains a trace of physiological response, consciousness has long been crushed into nothingness and plunged into eternal darkness.

In the blink of an eye, a fully armed, mechanically modified warrior vanished without a trace in this bizarre and tragic way, destroyed both inside and out.

"Fuck you! You damn bastard! Ryan, hold on tight!"

Through the rearview mirror inside the car, the blond-haired Hankley saw the entire process of Hank being killed with a single blow.

A chill instantly rushed from his spine to the top of his head, almost freezing his consciousness.

Without the slightest hesitation, Clay let out a twisted roar, and the hydraulic system of his arms was suddenly pressed to the limit, slamming the steering wheel to its limit!

squeak--! ! !
The tires of the off-road pickup truck, traveling at high speed, emitted a piercing scream as they rubbed violently against the road surface, causing the entire vehicle to lose its balance instantly.

Like a spinning top that's been whipped into a frenzy, it lashed out in a breathtaking arc on the road, kicking up clouds of yellow sand.

The immense centrifugal force violently flung unsecured items inside the vehicle, sending them crashing against the walls with a loud crackling sound.

Clay felt like he was piloting a runaway cannonball.

Because what just happened was a hundred times more terrifying than the scariest horror movie his mother had ever watched!
Oh my god, God help me, what the hell is this monster? The old man sitting in the back of his car isn't even human!
He had only one thought in mind—to use the most insane swinging motion to throw this terrifying old man off the car!

However, what nearly drove Clay to a mental breakdown was...

Through the rearview mirror, he could clearly see that the old man standing at the back of the car, which was wildly spinning and violently shaking, was still standing there as if rooted to the spot.

He even maintained his posture of standing with his cane, not even the hem of his clothes was disheveled, as if the chaotic scene around him was nothing more than an insignificant breeze.

"Insane! Absolutely insane!" Clay roared in despair, his sanity snapping one by one.

Ryan, sitting in the passenger seat, fared even worse; he was completely unable to maintain his balance amidst such a violent loss of control.

The expensive tactical data lenses on his eyes and the specially made revolver had long been thrown out of his hands by inertia, flying around the driver's cab like cannonballs.

It slammed hard against his own alloy helmet several times, producing a dull thud.

Fortunately, he was protected by this sturdy helmet; otherwise, those dents wouldn't have remained on the metal, but would have directly cut open bloody holes in his head!

The vehicle was about to overturn completely, or that monstrous old man might walk from the back of the car to the driver's window in the next second...

The immense fear overwhelmed all of Clay's fighting spirit and dignity.

He practically forced out two humiliating words through gritted teeth.

"Jump out of the car!"

We are proud federal killing machines, when have we ever suffered such humiliation?

As the driver, he was forced to abandon the vehicle and jump out to escape the danger!
But in the face of the instinct for survival, so-called dignity is worthless.

"Bang! Bang!"

With two loud bangs, Clay and Ryan almost simultaneously used their mechanical arms to violently smash open the twisted and deformed car door next to them.

The out-of-control off-road pickup truck continued to glide into the distance with a screeching sound.

Lu Xuan remained standing quietly at the back of the car, as if none of this concerned him.

"boom--!"

Two mechanical warriors had just tumbled out of the out-of-control vehicle.

The immense inertia carried their bodies, causing them to slide and grind wildly across the rough asphalt surface!
Sizzle—! Sparks and lightning streaked all the way!

Their heavy alloy armor rubbed violently against the road surface, sparking countless dazzling orange-red sparks and instantly generating unimaginable high temperatures.

The air distorted due to the extreme heat, forming visible ripples, and some parts of the armor even began to turn red and soften.

Then it exploded, sending up bursts of flames and billowing black smoke!
Among them, Rennes' situation was the most tragic.

When he jumped from the vehicle, the alloy protective device on his right arm was not fully locked in place. Under the terrible friction and impact, the entire mechanical right arm was torn apart from the body!
The expensive robotic arm bounced and rolled on the road, leaving a shocking dark red streak of blood mixed with engine oil and biological fluid.

Even more frighteningly, the exposed wiring and hydraulic pipes at the break point were instantly ignited.

The intense flames, like a persistent infection, immediately spread upwards from Rein's shoulder, engulfing half of his body!
“Ahhhhh——!”

A piercing, inhuman wail erupted from beneath Renn's alloy mask.

He writhed and twisted in agony on the road, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, looking like a fireball moving wildly on the ground.

Just moments before, Raine was a cutting-edge killing weapon of the Eagle Federation, capable of directly confronting an army and possessing power comparable to a Grandmaster of Internal Energy.

The next moment, it turned into a "dead dog" howling and rolling on the highway, on the verge of destruction.

In contrast, Captain Clay, with his superior full-body armor and unwavering fighting spirit, endured the intense heat and burning pain caused by the friction between his body and the road surface.

The instant he stopped rolling, he used his mechanical arm to forcefully prop up his mangled body.

The crimson electronic eye instantly locked onto the off-road pickup truck that was still gliding ahead, and... the figure that remained firmly standing on the back of the pickup truck.

Endless fear transformed into a hysterical desire for destruction at that moment.

"Damn monster! Go to hell!!!"

Clay adjusted the angle of the rocket launcher mounted on his shoulder and pulled the launch button without hesitation!

boom--! ! !
A deafening roar erupted on the empty highway! A blinding flash of fire shot from the tail of the rocket launcher, and a high-explosive missile trailed a fiery white tail.

It hurtled through the air at an astonishing speed and accurately struck the fuel tank of the off-road pickup truck!
Boom—!! An even more violent explosion, and raging flames shot into the sky!

The entire pickup truck was instantly engulfed by a huge fireball, the blazing flames shooting into the sky several meters high like a blooming red lotus.

The powerful shockwave from the explosion, carrying scorching heat, spread rapidly in all directions, even causing Clay, who was not far away, to roll backward.

The sturdy vehicle body shattered into pieces in the explosion, with countless metal fragments shooting outwards like a torrential rain. Thick smoke billowed up, turning the area into a charred hell.

Clay collapsed onto the sand, his electronic eyes fixed on the burning ruins.

"Did you take it down... that monster...?"

However, amidst the towering flames and billowing smoke...

The blurry silhouette that had been standing at the rear of the vehicle vanished silently the instant before the missile struck the pickup truck and the explosion occurred.

At this moment, only deathly silence remained at the scene.

The vast, empty highway stretches across the boundless sea of ​​sand.

Only the wreckage of that off-road pickup truck burned fiercely in the middle of the road, billowing black smoke and crackling loudly.

On the sandy ground beside the road, Renn was still twitching unconsciously. Although the flames on his body had been extinguished, half of his body was charred and carbonized.

Clay collapsed beside the dune, sparks flying from his tattered armor, staring intently at the flames, trying to find any trace of the monster's existence.

At this moment, the deathly silence was broken by a series of rapid "beep beep" sounds.

It was the communication device built into the Clay armor; an encrypted channel from the command base was frantically calling.

With his only functional mechanical finger, Clay trembled as he pressed the call button.

"Hey!"

"Clay! Ryan! Hank! Where the hell are you three bastards?"
"Fuck you! I really want to kill you all! Those damned Chinese are almost at the international airport!"

"If the mission fails, you can expect to be court-martialed and completely 'reclaimed'!"

"Hey...hey! Answer me! (Holy shit!!!)"

The commander's furious and panicked roar over the communicator sounded particularly jarring in the vast desert.

Clay opened his mouth, but only a hoarse, unintelligible hissing sound came from the broken speaker.

He gazed at the horrific battlefield before him, feeling the excruciating pain coursing through his body, and hearing the alarm that his system was about to shut down.

An unprecedented chilling despair, more biting than a desert night, completely overwhelmed him.

Clay couldn't even report that "we failed."

On the other end of the communicator, all that could be heard was the commander's increasingly desperate and furious curses.

Finally, after a heartbreaking "Hooli crab!!!", the signal was abruptly cut off.

Great Eagle Federal International Airport.

Outside the terminal, people were bustling about and cars were constantly moving.

The van carrying three researchers and two martial arts masters slowly came to a stop in front of the designated terminal.

The car door slid open, and the five people got off one by one.

The two masters—the old man in white and the old man in black—spotted a glance around almost simultaneously as they stepped out of the car.

The sound of the wind, voices, the rolling of suitcase wheels... I could hear every subtle movement.

However, a few breaths later, a barely perceptible hint of doubt flashed across their eyes, and they exchanged a glance.

it's wired.

They read the same message in each other's eyes.

Throughout the journey, the two of them remained highly focused, their blood surging, ready to face any sudden, devastating attack.

Based on their understanding of the Great Eagle Federation's modus operandi, they knew that the other party would never let them pass so easily; they must have laid numerous traps along the way.

But the result?

From Benin Street to the international airport, the journey was smooth and unobstructed.

Not only did the anticipated gene warrior raids and mechanical force interceptions not occur, but even minor incidents such as unexpected traffic jams or deliberately staged vehicle collisions—which were intended to delay time and create chaos—did not happen.

The calm was...unbelievable.

"Could it be... that the other party has changed their plans at the last minute?" The white-robed elder used a secret method of sound transmission to condense his voice into a single line and send it into the black-robed elder's ear.

The old man in black shook his head slightly, his sharp gaze still sweeping over the bustling crowd around him, his brows furrowed.

"There must be something fishy going on when things seem unusual. The calmer things seem, the less we should let our guard down."

That being said, the current "perfect" success did indeed stir up a vague and inexplicable unease in the hearts of these two seasoned masters.

This credit seems to have come far too easily.

The first-class cabin is elegant and tranquil.

The two martial arts masters and three researchers had just settled into their comfortable seats.

Just then, an old-fashioned wooden cane tapped on the soft carpet in the passageway.

Lu Xuan, dressed in a dark Zhongshan suit, walked slowly over, his gaze sweeping over the five people, a calm and gentle smile on his face, like an ordinary elder greeting travelers.

The three researchers were unaware of Lu Xuan's identity, assuming he was an elderly gentleman with an extraordinary demeanor. Out of politeness, they all smiled and nodded in response, displaying a humble attitude.

However, the white-robed elder and the black-robed elder, seated near the aisle, their eyes met the moment Lu Xuan's face—

The two men froze abruptly, their eyes widening in disbelief as they stared intently at Lu Xuan.

It was a sudden realization, a revelation!
Before coming here, the higher-ups had given a vague hint that a "highly respected elder" would personally assist them to ensure everything went smoothly.

They were still speculating at the time about which reclusive senior figure could be so secretive to the higher-ups.

totally unexpected……

It was this person!
The man before you is none other than the legendary figure who once served as Elder Huang's chief bodyguard!

His unique "Ten Thousand Valleys Returning to Flow" Fist technique has already reached a state of perfection, becoming divine and incomparably powerful.

He had already firmly established himself at the pinnacle of martial arts in the Dragon Kingdom decades ago, and was a recognized old monster who was one of the few masters of the Transformation Realm!

Both of them were masters of the Transformation Realm, and they had the privilege of exchanging skills with this senior in the past.

Lu Xuan's appearance and aura were already deeply etched into their souls; even if he were reduced to ashes, they would still recognize him!

In an instant, all the doubts were answered.

Why was everything so calm and peaceful? Why did none of the anticipated obstacles occur...?

With this almost godlike being secretly protecting them, what kind of demons and monsters could get close to them?

Lu Xuan seemed to have anticipated this, his calm gaze suddenly sharpening on them, carrying a subtle hint of a shake of the head.

The two instantly understood, forcibly suppressing their surging blood and respect, and sat up with slightly stiff movements.

Years have passed... I never expected that this person, far from showing any signs of decline, would actually seem... even more unfathomable!

They both clearly remembered that, in terms of actual age, this Senior Xuan was already ninety years old, nearly twenty years older than both of them!

When ordinary martial artists reach this age, even those who are masters of internal energy transformation will inevitably begin to decline in their qi and blood, and will eventually enjoy their later years.

But what about the person in front of me?

Just this immediate sensation, the vitality contained beneath that peaceful exterior, is like that of someone in their prime, so vigorous it's breathtaking!
That powerful energy and blood did not decline; on the contrary, it became more refined and restrained, as if it had undergone countless trials and tribulations, returning to its original simplicity.

Just how far did this legendary master go?
Thoughts raced through their minds, and the name of a realm that had been circulating in the world of Chinese martial arts for a long time, yet was almost regarded as a myth or legend, suddenly exploded in their minds.

Could it be that... this Senior Lu has already taken that legendary step, broken through the limits of human power, and reached... the realm of a Grandmaster of Core Formation?
The Realm of Embracing the Elixir!

That's a realm that only exists in ancient books and oral anecdotes!

By condensing the body's vital energy and guarding the inner strength, one's lifespan is greatly increased, making one a veritable immortal on earth!
(End of this chapter)