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Lu Liang slowly stepped forward, walked up to Zhang Chulan who was curled up on the ground, and looked down at him.

"Zhang Chulan, stop struggling, it's useless."

"Quickly tell me the truth about the Jia Shen Rebellion and the cultivation method of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques Qi Body Source Flow."

"We will spare your life and give you a chance to join the Quanxing."

Zhang Chulan clutched his aching chest, gasping for breath, his eyes filled with anger, deep confusion, and resentment.

Grandpa's secret? The Jia Shen Rebellion? The Eight Extraordinary Skills?

What are these things?!

Why would these people contact me for these things?!

All I wanted was to be a regular college student!

At the same time, two hurried footsteps broke the silence of the night, and two figures rushed towards the cemetery like arrows released from a bow.

It was Xu San and Xu Si who received the news from afar.

Their faces turned extremely grim after they saw what was happening through the camera.

"The Four Madmen of Quanxing?! And Lü Liang too!"

Xu San recognized most of the people's identities at a glance, and his heart sank.

"Wow, Third Brother, this is quite a show of force."

Xu Si still had a cigarette in his mouth, but his eyes had become unusually sharp as he quickly scanned the cemetery.

"Baby is being held up by those three troublesome guys. Zhang Chulan... is probably going to die here."

In the arena, Xia He had clearly lost all patience to continue "playing" with Zhang Chulan.

"Since you're so stubborn, then I'll just have to let your older sister loosen up your muscles and help you recall things properly."

She raised her hand again, and pink Qi condensed at her fingertips, transforming into a whip even more solid than before. With a sharp whooshing sound, it lashed fiercely at Zhang Chulan, who was almost unable to move on the ground.

If that whip had landed squarely, Zhang Chulan, in his current state, would definitely not have felt any pain.

Zhang Chulan's pupils suddenly contracted. He could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the whip shadow, and he forcibly gathered the Qi in his body to try to dodge.

But it was too late; he could only watch helplessly as the whip lashed at his manhood.

No! No!

I've never been in a relationship! I'm the only son in my Zhang family! Don't say that!

Just when Zhang Chulan was in despair.

"call out!"

A sharp, piercing sound rang out, and a silver streak of light, like lightning slicing through the darkness, arrived first despite being delayed!

"Qiang!!!"

A crisp sword cry echoed throughout the entire cemetery.

A magnificent golden greatsword, its blade inlaid with dazzling gems, struck the ground half a foot away from Zhang Chulan at an unbelievable angle and at an extreme speed!

The sword was embedded in the soil, leaving behind a magnificent golden hilt and a section of the blade that vibrated and hummed incessantly. The entire sword exuded an invisible yet powerful and vast aura.

Xia He's pink energy whip, brimming with power and seemingly determined to win, emitted a soft "hiss" sound the instant it touched the sword.

It then collapsed and vanished without a trace!

Time seemed to have been paused at this moment.

Everyone in the cemetery stopped moving.

Xia He remained in the whip-wielding posture, her charming smile completely frozen, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The playfulness and eagerness on Lü Liang and Liu Yanyan's faces vanished instantly, replaced by surprise and uncertainty, their eyes fixed on the suddenly appearing sword.

Feng Baobao, Shen Chong, Dou Mei, and Gao Ning, who were fighting in the distance, also subconsciously stopped and turned their surprised and suspicious gazes toward this side.

Xu San and Xu Si, who were about to rush to the cemetery, suddenly stopped in their tracks, their faces filled with vigilance.

Zhang Chulan stared blankly at the longsword stuck in front of him, which had almost touched his nose and saved his life.

The sword was incredibly ornate, even more so than the swords in the tokusatsu dramas he watched as a child.

The sword emanated a powerful, sacred aura, which brought a strange sense of peace and tranquility to his mind, which was in turmoil due to fear and pain.

Whose sword is this...?

Who saved himself?

Chapter 176: Gold

The golden sword above the graveyard was planted in the ground, both magnificent and deadly.

The invisible pressure emanating from the sword abruptly brought the chaotic fight to a halt.

The zombies that emerged from the soil moved sluggishly, and the Quanxing members and Feng Baobao also froze.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, and in unison looked up, searching their surroundings for the owner of the sword.

Lu Liang felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and the power of the sword made him instinctively want to run.

His perception was extremely strong; at this moment, he felt that facing this sword was even more terrifying than facing his great-grandfather, Lü Ci.

Suddenly, a more intense surge of power swept across the entire cemetery area.

To everyone's senses, the night sky seemed to be torn apart.

One after another, golden, circular portals, resembling ripples on water, appeared out of thin air.

The countless teleportation portals almost filled the space above and around the graveyard.

Immediately afterwards, countless weapons gleaming with golden light emerged from those portals.

Knife, spear, sword, halberd, axe, battle-axe, hook, fork...

All sorts of cold weapons, each exuding an extraordinary aura, unlike ordinary weapons.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!" The sound of air being cut was continuous.

The golden weapons fell like a sudden rain, landing around the graveyard.

Then, golden energy emanated from the weapon, and the energy intertwined to form a pale golden light screen.

The light curtain completely enveloped the entire cemetery and everyone inside.

Just as Xu San and Xu Si were passing through the woods and about to rush into the graveyard, they were blocked by this sudden golden light barrier.

Xu San punched the light screen, only creating a single golden ripple.

Xu Si's face was grim, but he could only nervously look at the people in the graveyard through the light screen.

Inside the cemetery, everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Suddenly, a figure slowly emerged from behind the light barrier formed by the weapons.

He was dressed in heavy and magnificent golden armor, with an ancient and noble style.

Her flowing blond hair swayed slightly in the night breeze, and her crimson pupils, like burning gems, scanned the crowd.

The oppressive aura emanating from him was like a mountain, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

Xia He's charming smile froze, and for the first time, a genuine seriousness appeared in her eyes.

Shen Chong, Dou Mei, and Gao Ning unconsciously gathered together, their Qi circulating secretly as they warily eyed the uninvited guest.

Even Feng Baobao, who usually has a blank expression, frowned slightly and gripped the watermelon knife in her hand tightly.

Only Zhang Chulan, Lü Liang, and Liu Yanyan beside him wore expressions of shock and disbelief.

Because they had all read Fate, they recognized the person in front of them.

Zhang Chulan internally screamed, "Holy crap?! Gilgamesh?! What's going on?! Is this cosplay?! This looks so real!, could this be real?!"

He blinked hard, wondering if he was hallucinating because of Xia He's abilities.

But the blinding golden light and the almost suffocating pressure felt incredibly real.

The golden-armored figure was none other than Gilgamesh, cosplayed by Yang Yi. At this moment, he was scanning the people present with his crimson eyes.

His expression was extremely arrogant, as if he were looking at a few insignificant insects.

Xia He forced down her fear and took a step forward, managing a forced, alluring smile as she tried to deal with the situation using her usual methods.

"Young man, may I ask your name? What brings you here so late at night?"

She paused and continued.

"The matter here is a private matter between our Quanxing sect and this young man. We ask that you do us the honor of not interfering. We will reward you handsomely afterward."

Yang Yi didn't even look at her directly, only glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

"Enjoying the honor of having an audience with me, yet not recognizing my face!" His icy voice carried undisguised contempt.

"You mongrels don't deserve to live in this world!"

The moment the words fell, an even more terrifying pressure swept out like a tsunami, aimed directly at the four madmen of Quanxing, as well as Lü Liang and Liu Yanyan.

The pressure that Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan felt suddenly lessened, but when they looked towards the Quanxing, the scene was horrifying.

"Pfft!"

Liu Yanyan was the first to be unable to bear it. Her legs went weak and she knelt down on the ground, her face as pale as a corpse.

Lü Liang followed closely behind, kneeling on one knee, veins bulging on his forehead, desperately trying to mobilize his Qi to resist, but his body was still trembling uncontrollably.

Xia He, Shen Chong, Dou Mei, and Gao Ning were in slightly better condition, but they were still bent over, as if carrying a heavy burden, and their bones were making creaking sounds as if they could not bear the weight.

Their previous composure was gone, replaced by horror.

The four of them desperately circulated their internal energy to resist the invisible pressure, barely managing to stay upright and not completely collapse.

They struggled to lift their eyes and stared intently at the golden figure before them.

Looking at their pathetic resistance, Yang Yi's crimson eyes flashed with impatience.