The Law of Heaven

Chapter 98 Calm and Composed, Handling with Ease
The tenth combat unit, caught in the midst of fierce fighting, witnessed the scene before the steps and were all greatly shocked, even doubting whether they had seen it correctly, finding it unbelievable.

Even the enemy was greatly alarmed and terrified.

It's like two groups of thugs getting into a brawl in school, with each side having a super-powerful leader fighting one-on-one in the crowd, and their victory or defeat determining the course of the situation.

Therefore, both sides kept a close eye on the battle between Xiangyuan and Yan Yan, even when it was a life-or-death struggle.

But the course of the war took an unexpected turn.

Yan Yan seemed to be at a disadvantage.

It's important to know that Yan Yan's configuration is top-tier, possessing peak strength at the Reincarnation stage. He has a perfect technique called the Fire Execution Rack, and the two ancient relic abilities he has fused with are Burning Body and Flame Eruption, making him extremely powerful in combat.

But it's still not enough compared to Aihara.

No one could understand Aihara's abilities. If it were just the most common telekinesis, it would be impossible for it to have such a powerful output, and even combine precision and mobility.

This level of strength is already exceptional for someone at the second tier.

No one of his rank could defeat him.

"Invincible at the same level?"

The thought flashed through everyone's minds.

However, Aihara noticed that the fire demon kneeling in front of him actually let out a hoarse, cold laugh.

The intense heat hit him, and Yan Yan's body suddenly became red and hot, with scorching flames erupting like a volcanic eruption, engulfing the surroundings like a towering pillar of fire.

Aihara was caught off guard and was engulfed by the towering pillar of fire.

"Oops!"

Seeing this, Yunxiu was about to rush over to help when she was surrounded by the four traitors. She could only raise an ice shield to block and release a rain of ice spikes in an attempt to break through!
"Captain, don't lose your composure."

Shang Yan used his mental perception to sense the battle situation.

"He's fine!"

Yunxiu was taken aback. How could that guy be unharmed after taking a burst of flames at point-blank range?

As the flames gradually died down, Aihara's silhouette was revealed in the heatwave, almost unharmed.

Everyone was stunned once again.

Aihara said calmly, "If you burn my clothes, you'll have to pay for them."

Truth is tested in practice.

Abilities also need to be tested in real-world situations.

Aihara has gained a new understanding of the strength of the Alaya consciousness. Now, the field of thought can not only block conventional attacks, but also isolate temperature. By extension, it can also perfectly defend against attacks such as gas.

As long as the density of the distribution of thoughts is sufficient.

This means that when he shrinks his mental field to merge with his own body, his defense will be maximized, but at the cost of sacrificing his attack range.

Similarly, when he expands his mental field to a range of ten meters, he has to sacrifice some of his defensive capabilities.

"You're actually using me to test your new abilities?"

A flash of rage crossed Yan Yan's eyes. His fist, burning with flames, fired like a cannon, slamming into his opponent's abdomen with a deafening roar, but to no avail.

She certainly noticed the signs of that ability.

Using its two legs as bait, it charges up a towering pillar of fire at close range, attempting to severely injure its opponent in one blow.

But unexpectedly, Aihara's close-quarters combat skills were by no means weak.

"Yeah, if it were during the Creation stage, I'd probably be burned to a crisp by now, right?"

Aihara looked down at his lower abdomen, where a wave of heat surged and spread less than half an inch away. The powerful force of his punch was inexplicably neutralized, as if he were sinking into a quagmire.

Because the force released by his mental field was strong enough, he did not feel the impact of the punch.

If Yan Yan's punches were strong enough, he might not get injured, but he would definitely be blasted away.

"Why don't you try a little harder?"

Aihara grinned: "If you can make me take half a step back, I'll drop my defenses and fight you."

This was an immense humiliation for Yan Yan. She roared to the sky, her fiery body swelling and turning red-hot once more. Her broken legs somehow managed to stand up.

She stood up and threw punches, a set of punches as smooth as flowing water, left and right swings plus elbow strikes, uppercuts plus hammer strikes.

Each punch unleashed a scorching pillar of fire, the ultra-high temperature flames exploding outwards like a lion's roar.

Aihara's mental field rippled in the void, remaining unmoved despite being devoured and bombarded by the flames.

Every strike from the opponent was fierce and domineering.

However, it could never break through the defenses of the mental field.

Yan Yan's anger almost burst through her skull, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't penetrate the other party. She was like a powerless, furious female leopard, baring her teeth at the human inside the iron shell, feeling a kind of mocking rage.

On the contrary, Aihara had become accustomed to this close-range bombardment and was becoming increasingly calm and composed.

All that is needed is to maintain the contraction of the mental field.

The explosion reverberated, and Yunxiu conjured an ice wall out of thin air to shield herself from the oncoming heat wave. She then pressed her hand against the ground, and countless ice spikes rose from the earth, piercing through the enemy.

"That's outrageous! That's outrageous!"

Shang Yan roared, "Are they really at the Reincarnation Stage?"

The combat troops, busy fighting the enemy, shouted, "Vice-Captain, don't let them blow us up!"

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

They don't want to die from some unknown area-of-effect (AOE) skill!
"Don't worry, it shouldn't happen..."

Shang Yan was only halfway through his sentence when he suddenly froze.

Because he noticed it.

A tremendous energy is gathering.

"Almost?"

As Aihara was engulfed in flames, he sensed the intense fluctuations emanating from the void and said calmly, "It's been a minute."

With a loud bang, the mental field suddenly erupted, forcibly interrupting Yan Yan's combo, sending him flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

An unprecedented humiliation overwhelmed her. Her spiritual energy had been largely depleted, yet she had not managed to harm the enemy in the slightest. This had never happened in the past twenty years, and it overturned her understanding of the world.

It should be noted that even those powerful overseas families, elite families that have risen to prominence through plunder in recent centuries, have not been able to cultivate such an abnormal heir.

A mere family of ministers.

Xiang Chaonan was exiled here.

Where does such profound knowledge and experience come from?
It's like a pampered daughter of a wealthy family, raised at great expense, stepping into the ring under the spotlight, expecting to easily crush an unknown nobody and gain a sense of superiority, only to be knocked down with a single punch, foaming at the mouth.

"So, what did you study abroad? Even a low-level master's degree wouldn't be this easy, right? Now I have to tell you something: wasting opportunities will be punished..."

Aihara suddenly raised his right hand and flicked his finger.

Repulsive force, traction force.

Two in one!

boom!
The thought wave pierced through the steps like a bullet.

Fallen leaves swirled and shattered into dust in the air. Ancient trees on both sides of the steps were snapped in half and fell to the ground with a creaking sound that made your teeth ache. The bluestone ground cracked inch by inch.

The void trembled violently.

Invisible fluctuations spread, then collapse and contract.

Yan Yan, disheveled, fell onto the stone steps like a tattered sack. The flames that had been burning her body went out, leaving only a naked body that was scorching red. Her figure was slender and well-proportioned, with smooth muscle lines and exquisite curves.

If you ignore the bloody hole in her chest.

It will probably give people a lot to think about.

"How did that happen?"

Yan Yan's killing intent was finally extinguished, like a fierce predator on the grassland encountering a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Wildness was shattered, leaving only fear.

I used to be able to handle things with ease and confidence.

Now it's a rush, a scramble.

Open your eyes and tell lies.

"This is hardly a match where you're just crushing noobs..."

Yan Yan's life force gradually died out.

Aihara lowered his right hand and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. He had to admit that this guy was quite strong; he had really consumed a lot of his spiritual energy.

Then he raised a middle finger to the sky.

This was the gesture that Fu Wanghu had agreed upon with him.

After that, Aihara raised his middle finger to the sky.

Fu Wanghu will then be summoned and descend from the sky.

Time seemed to fall silent at that moment.

Sure enough, Fu Wanghu, dressed in pajamas, yawned and emerged from an ancient tree, looking like a vengeful spirit from a Japanese horror movie, so terrifying.

"I'm coming."

Fu Wanghu looked down and saw the naked girl reflected in his eyes. He chuckled and said, "Oh ho, this is quite a sensual fight. Isn't this Old Man Yan's adopted daughter?"

Aihara squatted down to recover his spiritual energy, then waved his hand and said, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up." Fu Wanghu reached out and placed his hand on Yan Yan's head.

He then pulled out a clump of unidentified substance, put it in his mouth, and chewed it, saying casually, "Hmm, the memories of normal humans are indeed much tastier. No... I take that back. This guy is an assassin who's done a lot of dirty work outside. Oh, I see."

"How to say?"

Aihara took a breath and asked.

Fu Wanghu sneered: "Yan Chengwu is indeed problematic. Over the years, this guy has used the Anomaly Management Bureau to do a lot of dirty work and violate the Human Convention. He is the person behind that so-called Shadow Department."

"Ever since the incident at Wushan, the five major families have been conducting their own investigations. He's terrified that his actions will be discovered, so he's been desperately trying to find the mole. Ha, no wonder he's been so persistent with me."

Meanwhile, Yan Chengwu was also seeking alternative paths, preparing for both possibilities. Most importantly, the old man had also been contaminated; although he had taken the serum, the effects were minimal. The contamination rendered his hopes of achieving crown rank extinguished, so he made a reckless decision… to betray the Alliance.

Aihara narrowed his eyes: "This is Yan Yan's memory? If her perception isn't flawed..."

That proves that Yan Chengwu was not the mole.

Although Yan Chengwu has significant problems.

"Yan Chengwu is actually willing to take such a big risk?"

he asked.

Fu Wanghu hummed in agreement.

"Yes, because if the Deep Blue Alliance doesn't handle this matter well, others will come here. Especially the Guardians of Humanity, they are an absolutely neutral force, they have never participated in the struggle of the immortal races for thousands of years, they only exist to maintain the balance. Behind the Guardians of Humanity is the strongest being from a thousand years ago, an eighth-order immortal race."

That guy was incredibly ruthless. Before his death, he used dark magic and alchemy to transform himself, losing all consciousness and remaining in a deep slumber while retaining his former power, becoming a puppet with its own algorithm. He would awaken if anyone violated the covenant of human reason and committed an act that would be universally condemned.

You think immortals and ordinary people can coexist? Moral boundaries can't be upheld through individual awareness; they can only be maintained through violence and coercion. Once pushed to the limit, the guardians of humanity will awaken their ancestors—the super-immortals of a thousand years ago—who will punish everyone who breaks their rules. So you should understand now, right? Once the evils in this city are exposed, Yan Chengwu will undoubtedly die.

Aihara said thoughtfully, "I see."

This is indeed a desperate act, a last resort.

Fu Wanghu carefully chewed on the bloody memory in his mouth, and suddenly said, "However, Yan Yan's memory is missing a part. I think she is not only working for her adoptive father, but also for others."

Aihara squinted, then suddenly realized.

"I see."

The hallucination collapsed abruptly.

At that very moment, the airship in the sky finally reached the mountaintop, and the blood-red mist exploded.

The cries of countless test subjects descended from the sky.

"Damn it, it's those bastards again."

Aihara gazed at the blood mist exploding like fireworks above his head, then stepped over the corpses scattered on the ground and walked back to the temple.

At this moment, the tenth combat sequence had completely wiped out the enemy. They were unprepared before the incident and were now leaning against a tree trunk, panting heavily, with no strength left.

"Don't just stand there."

Aihara said irritably, "Hurry up and get up the mountain. Their goal is to kill Director Jiang Hai. This time, the enemy is from within; the mole hasn't been eliminated yet."

One of the teammates who had just arrived, having not witnessed the previous battle, instinctively retorted, "Why should I listen to you if we're not buddies?"

There was a bang.

Shang Yan kicked him into the ditch and roared, "Hurry up! Everyone gather together and keep an eye on each other. Anyone who makes a move is killed on the spot!"

Aihara raised an eyebrow.

Wow, that's a quick change of heart.

As expected, this world is still ruled by might.

Yunxiu walked over, panting, her beautiful face smeared with blood. She grabbed his arm, handed him a cigarette, and said in a low voice, "Are you still strong enough? Light this cigarette; it will help restore your spiritual energy."

Gone is his previous irritable and easily angered demeanor. The captain said solemnly, "Go and protect Director Jiang. We'll deal with these experimental subjects!"

"Ok!"

Aihara put the cigarette in his mouth.

Yunxiu took out a lighter and lit it for him.

call.

Aihara smoked for the first time and was choked so badly that he couldn't help but cough, but his spiritual energy was gradually recovering.

"gone."

Aihara exhaled a puff of smoke, which shot into the sky.

Amidst the blood mist that filled the air, countless pale experimental subjects descended from the sky, as if demons were invading the human world.

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There was a bang.

The miniature reactor atop Xunshan Temple exploded, destroying the transmitter of the extinction-level energy pulse, burning out the complex circuitry, and filling the air with a burnt smell.

The researchers who were debugging the equipment lay down and rolled in the grass to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

"What's going on? Where's the energy shield?"

"The energy shield has malfunctioned. Some beast tampered with it in the shadows. Who the hell is it?"

"There's a mole!"

The shadow of the airship loomed over them.

A missionary dressed in a retro robe retracted his fingers, revealing stark white bone at his fingertips.

Where is Jiang Hai?

A chilling skeleton emerged from Fuen's robes, bursting through his flesh and multiplying like a sharp knife.

"Let him come out quickly, otherwise who knows how many more of his men will be sacrificed in vain."

Fuen said condescendingly, "Let's all save ourselves some trouble. There's no need to commit any more killings."

Inside a makeshift tent nestled in the bushes atop the mountain, Jiang Wanwu witnessed the explosion of the miniature reactor. Her pretty face drained of color, and she turned to say, "Father..."

Unexpectedly, a cold smile appeared on Jiang Hai's lips as he faced the blacked-out laptop screen.

"The reactor was destroyed, but Father was laughing?"

Jiang Wanwu found it utterly absurd.

But she is also a smart woman.

I quickly figured out the key point.

My father is a very intelligent man.

Now that Xiaoyuan had reminded him, it was impossible for his father to have been unprepared, knowing that an attack was imminent.

He deliberately let the miniature reactor be destroyed!

Although their relationship was strained, they were still father and daughter.

Jiang Wanwu figured out her father's thoughts.

"They have to feel like they've succeeded."

Jiang Hai pulled out a walkie-talkie.

Huo Zizhen's voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Sir, the miniature reactor has been destroyed. I just finished clearing the ambush in the sewers and discovered a group of people approaching the backup unit. I'm going to intercept them immediately."

Jiang Hai replied, "No need, just come and support me directly. Just give that stuff to them."

Jiang Wanwu suddenly understood her father's intention.

That's it!

The one that was just destroyed was the untested backup machine!
The miniature reactor that was actually intended to be used on the other side was protected under the guise of a backup unit.

Jiang Hai had anticipated that the enemy would try to seize the backup aircraft, so he simply switched it with another one!
"If the enemy takes the backup aircraft back to the other side..."

Jiang Wanwu didn't know what her father had done to the backup machine, but it was clearly enough to give the enemy a hard time.

Ginger is still old and spicy.

This is called turning the tables on someone else!
Jiang Wanwu suspected that her father hadn't originally planned to bring up the debugged miniature reactor directly; after the last attack, he had been sufficiently cautious.

Because from beginning to end, Jiang Wanwu did not discover that her father had ordered the replacement of the two microreactors.

It all felt so natural.

"Father, then I will take you away."

Jiang Wanwu helped her father, who had been frail for many years, and the two of them walked out of the tent together. Suddenly, a strong wind blew in their faces.

"Hi."

A muscular man carrying a chainsaw strode through the bushes, showing no fear in the face of the Jiang family bodyguards' gunshots, as if his body were made of steel and indestructible.

The Jiang family's bodyguards, realizing the other party's unfathomable strength, revealed expressions of shock: "The Asura Clan?"

"Shi family, Shi Jian."

Shi Jian revealed a sinister smile: "Director Jiang, are you coming with me willingly, or will I cut off your limbs and take you away? Oh, your daughter is here too, so beautiful..."

Before he could finish speaking, a whooshing sound came rushing in.

Someone descended from the sky with a howling gale and kicked him in mid-air on his left temple, sending him flying like a spinning top.

"Get out of here."

Aihara floated in mid-air, his suit trembling like water.

(End of this chapter)