Simulation: Starting from Under One Person

As three different screams echoed through the mountains and forests, three Quanxing Yiren collapsed to the ground, already seriously injured. The remaining five people managed to dodge the sneak attack in a somewhat disheveled state.

The five men huddled together, their faces filled with vigilance as they stared at the attacker. The uniforms of the "All-Knowing Agents" clearly identified them, and they gritted their teeth, saying, "All-Knowing Agents!"

The employees of Nadutong didn't say much, silently watching the five Quanxing aliens.

"superior!!!"

As one person charged forward, the others followed suit. The employees of Na Du Tong launched an attack on Quan Xing Yi Ren, who did not back down and charged towards the oncoming enemy...

The two sides then engaged in a fierce battle, with multicolored energy shimmering in the dim mountain forest.

Similar scenes are playing out throughout the mountains and forests, as a united force composed of allies such as All-Knowing has launched a full-scale war against Quanxing.

On the other hand, those with stronger abilities, such as Zhang Lingyu, were dealt with by designated personnel.

For example, at this moment, far from the residential areas and palaces of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Lingyu calmly watched the group of people opposite him.

One was a tanned woman wearing a flashy dress, with waist-length hair braided.

One was a burly man over 1.8 meters tall, carrying a cloth bag, but he gave off a simple and honest feeling.

One of them was dressed in plain clothes and wore a bamboo hat, giving people a strange feeling.

One was an ordinary young man with an arrogant expression, who had no other distinguishing features except for his greenish hair.

The remaining person stood in front of the group, seemingly the leader. He held a string of prayer beads in his right hand, was short in stature, wore clothes that looked dated, and had a somewhat sinister expression on his face.

Knowing the other party's identity, Zhang Lingyu didn't ask the obvious question, but instead inquired about the reason why the other party had come to her.

"What brings you here?"

As he spoke, Zhang Lingyu tensed up, ready for battle.

"The Heavenly Record," the leading old man said in a hoarse voice, "Your residence has been searched, but it's not there... Did you carry it with you?"

"Master Lingyu, as long as you leave us a copy, we will..."

Before Yuan Tao could finish speaking, the green-haired young man interrupted, "Old Yuan, don't make decisions on your own... If Master Lingyu really agrees to your request, then I'll have no reason to attack him."

As his somewhat arrogant words spread, the green-haired youth rushed out.

'Are you really that brave?!'

Seeing the green-haired young man, whose face seemed to say "the enemy is weak, I can easily deal with him," rush in recklessly, Yuan Tao and the others were stunned and looked at him with surprise.

Seeing the enemy charging confidently towards him, Zhang Lingyu subconsciously assumed that the opponent was very strong, so he immediately took it seriously and raised his hand to unleash a Yin Five Thunderbolt.

"boom!"

The two palms collided with a dull thud, and Zhang Lingyu staggered back a few steps, his feet making a "clattering" sound on the ground.

Upon seeing this, the green-haired young man immediately revealed a disdainful expression, flicked his hands a few times to shake off the mud-like Yin Five Thunder, and said arrogantly, "Using Yin Five Thunder right from the start? Zhang Lingyu, you really don't hold back!"

Zhang Lingyu ignored the green-haired young man's words, staring at his palm for a while, thinking to himself, "Vermilion Palm? His cultivation is quite advanced..."

The green-haired young man looked at the silent Zhang Lingyu, and, as if imagining something, his posture became even more arrogant: "Speaking of which, is that all the power? No wonder you and Zhang Chulan took so many hits from each other on the day of the final battle and you were both unharmed..."

"What secrets of the Celestial Master's Mansion? Bullshit!"

As he spoke, the green-haired young man charged at Zhang Lingyu again.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Tao and the others were immediately taken aback, and sighed inwardly: the young man was ignorant of his own limitations.

Upon hearing this person insult the Celestial Master's Mansion, Zhang Lingyu's expression instantly turned cold, and she raised her hand to grab the hand that was striking her.

"!!!"

Seeing his full-force attack easily blocked, the green-haired young man wore an expression of utter disbelief, his astonished look seeming to ask: What is your strength...?

Zhang Lingyu had no intention of explaining. He slowly tightened his grip on the other man's hand, causing the finger bones to dislocate and making a cracking sound. Amidst the enemy's screams of agony, Zhang Lingyu coldly said, "Your Cinnabar Palm looks like you've been practicing for over ten years... Is that all you've got?"

With his fingers loosened, the green-haired young man lay on the ground, tears streaming down his face, clutching his right hand and howling in agony.

"Wow! My hand!"

"How could this be? Power! Where is my power?!"

"Why can't you stand up?!"

Ignoring the cries of his unfamiliar companion, Yuan Tao coldly remarked, "What an ignorant brat... Now he's having his fit, isn't he?"

"The Water-Dirty Thunder is incredibly insidious... Ever since you received that first palm strike, its Yin energy has been eroding your body... Zhang Chulan has the Crimson Palace Thunder protecting him, do you think you can do that too!"

As he said this, Yuan Tao turned his gaze to Zhang Lingyu again: "Well, Master Lingyu, ignore this kid, what do you think of my suggestion just now?"

Zhang Lingyu's response was... a golden light that burned fiercely like flames.

"Tsk, you won't agree?"

In front of Zhang Lingyu, Yuan Tao began to instruct the others: "Everyone, if you are not completely confident in your cultivation, you must not take the Water Dirty Thunder head-on... Focus on maneuvering, understand?"

As he spoke, he turned to the burly man behind him, pointed at him, and emphasized, "Especially you, you simpleton!"

The burly man, who had been specifically instructed, stared with bright, gleaming eyes and asked like a child, "Hehehe, is the dirty water mine fun?"

It was a situation where a fight was about to break out. How could Zhang Lingyu sit idly by and watch Yuan Tao and the others finish their discussion? He immediately launched an attack. The pitch-black water-dirty thunderbolts, like swimming snakes, pounced on Yuan Tao and the others from several directions.

The man and woman on either side immediately dodged when they saw the attack coming.

"Old Yuan, watch out!"

Perhaps because they had a good relationship, or perhaps because Yuan Tao was the strongest among them, the woman with the braided hair gave a reminder while Yuan Tao was dodging.

'This old man is the most troublesome; let's deal with him first!'

As Zhang Lingyu was thinking this, she saw the water-dirty thunder that was attacking the old man being scattered by several beads, like splashing water.

"Is it a magical artifact?"

Zhang Lingyu thought to herself, her gaze wandering.

Chapter 175 Yuan Tao Leads the Charge

After his battle with Zhang Chulan, Zhang Lingyu had gained a basic understanding of magical artifacts. He was not surprised to see the Water Dirty Thunder neutralized. After observing for a few seconds, he discovered the magical artifact that had destroyed the Water Dirty Thunder.

When we were talking earlier, the old man was holding a string of prayer beads in his hand, but now the prayer beads in his hand have disappeared. If there are no surprises, the disappeared prayer beads are the magic weapon that dispersed the water and dirt thunder.

While Zhang Lingyu was pondering, Yuan Tao and the others did not wait quietly and immediately took action.

"Alright everyone! Let's use our skills to deal with True Immortal Lingyu!"

As Yuan Tao was preparing to lead his team into the charge, an old yet powerful voice came from a tree not far away, prompting him to look in the direction of the sound.

"Yuan Tao, you little brat, so you've always wanted the Heavenly Scroll! You wanted to come to me for it?! You dare to covet a junior like me? Don't you have any shame?"

An elderly man in a well-tailored suit then came into view. When he saw the man's appearance clearly, Zhang Lingyu's figure disappeared from Yuan Tao's sight. A sinister smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes suddenly became a little ruthless.

"Senior Lu, how many years has it been since we last met? My father misses you terribly down there!"

His words were filled with murderous intent.

"No rush, I don't plan to chat with him for now, but to keep him from getting bored, I've decided to send a few of the Quanxing scourges down to keep him company..."

With that, Lu Jin leaped forward and landed straight on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, one person after another jumped down from the tree after him, and in the blink of an eye, a row of young people stood behind Lu Jin, including Lu Linglong and others.

"Senior Lu, you've arrived!"

Seeing Lu Jin and the others, Zhang Lingyu was not surprised; it was part of the plan.

"Hmm." Lu Jin nodded slightly.

"Hehe, so we've fallen into a trap, huh?" Yuan Tao chuckled twice, his expression still calm. "I knew it!"

"Hmph~" Lu Jin raised an eyebrow slightly. "Judging from your tone, it seems you already guessed that we were going to make a move against you?"

"hey-hey……"

Yuan Tao did not answer Lu Jin's question. He raised his hand and pointed, and several magical beads shot out, heading straight for Lu Linglong and the others.

Lu Jin, who had been on guard against Yuan Tao's sneak attack, took countermeasures the moment the other party made a move. His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the next moment he appeared in the path of several magical artifact beads, his plaster-white arms swinging out in succession...

With a series of "bangs," the magic bead was immediately sent flying, hitting the grass and tree trunks with a dull thud.

"Go, little ones!"

At Lu Jin's command, Lu Linglong and the others rushed out like unleashed huskies, their running postures becoming increasingly bizarre.

Yuan Tao and his men did not back down when they saw that the enemy outnumbered them by two to one; they immediately launched a charge.

Boom boom boom...

A series of muffled thunderous sounds echoed through the mountains and forests, and the melee began...

………………

At the same time, there was a residence used for "transmitting the Celestial Master's ordination".

Feng Baobao stood guard at the door, staring blankly as the golden light shone through the window.

clack clack...

Suddenly, a slight noise came from behind.

Feng Baobao looked puzzled and turned to look at the mountains and forests behind her.

In the dim forest, a figure moved slowly. When Feng Baobao looked closely, she found that the figure was Zhang Chulan with a hunched back. Just then, he turned his head and looked over, and their eyes met.

The two stared at each other in silence for a few seconds before 'Zhang Chulan' looked away and darted into the forest, his figure disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Feng Baobao stared at the mountains and forests for a while, then turned back to look at the tightly closed door, then back to the mountains and forests, and then back to look at the house...

After going back and forth several times, Feng Baobao stood there, stunned: "Uh~"

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Baobao turned to face the forest and started running, calling out as she went, "Zhang Chulan, where are you going?"

A few seconds later, Feng Baobao's figure was obscured by darkness.

Fang Rui stood on the top of the building, watching Feng Baobao run into the forest.

After thinking for a moment, I looked up at the roof. The black tiles were neatly arranged, which was pleasing to the eye for someone with OCD.

'The Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques—Clone.'

He silently recited a phrase in his heart, and a strand of hair fell down, transforming into another 'Fang Rui'.