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In countless towns and villages, firecrackers crackled and popped like popping beans, accompanied by the deafening sounds of gongs and drums and the bustling crowds, making it a hundred times more lively than the Lunar New Year.

People spontaneously flocked to the streets, singing and dancing. Their faces, which had endured much suffering, were now filled with long-lost joy and hope.

The storytellers in teahouses and taverns have already started working through the night to compose new stories such as "Magnetic Field Celestial Venerable Angrily Slays the Japanese Devils" and "One Hundred Lightning Immortals Destroy the Japanese Camp East of the River," preparing to start telling them that evening.

The world of supernatural beings was in an uproar.

The leaders and elders of all the major sects held an emergency meeting overnight, with only one topic on the agenda: "Who knows these people from the Magnetic Field Sect? Who can contact them?"

In a secluded corner, Wugensheng, accompanied by several core members of the Quanxing sect, wore expressions of interest.

"Magnetic Field Sect? Interesting, very interesting! These people are even better at causing trouble than the Quanxing Sect!"

Let's go ask around and see if we can make friends and have some fun together.

Meanwhile, jubilation was also taking place in military camps across China.

"Damn! That was so exhilarating! It got my blood pumping!"

"Commander! Give the order! Let's go and pull off a heist! Let's give those Magnetic Field Sect seniors some good fun!"

An elderly general with gray hair gazed at the sky, tears streaming down his face: "God bless China! God bless China! We have hope!"

In stark contrast to the nationwide celebrations in China, the Japanese invaders were shrouded in gloom and despair.

Tokyo, the headquarters of the Japanese invaders.

"Baka yarou—!!!" The angry roar almost lifted the roof off the conference room.

A regiment, an entire regiment! They just vanished into thin air without a trace! Not even a ripple!

"Investigate! Investigate at all costs! Find out exactly what this 'Magnetic Field Sect' is all about! How many people are there? Where is their base?"

"Is it a secret weapon hidden by the Chinese? Or some unknown force?"

"Has Amaterasu abandoned us and turned to protect China instead?"

Various alarming speculations spread among the high-ranking Japanese officials.

The troops at the front were filled with anxiety, and their morale plummeted to rock bottom.

The three words "Magnetic Field Sect" lingered in the minds of every Japanese soldier.

It is said that frontline commanders have already issued orders privately.

"In future battles, if you encounter anyone who can generate electricity, emit light, or behaves arrogantly, immediately give up resistance, turn around and retreat as fast as you can!"

The impact of this open killing that took place in the mountains east of the river far exceeded Yang Yi's initial expectations.

It was not only a satisfying revenge, but also a show of force to the world, injecting a shot in the arm into this war-torn era and bringing boundless hope and possibilities.

Chapter 214 Next Step in Purification

Yang Yi clapped his hands and grinned at the group of magnetic field experts behind him who were clearly still not satisfied with the fight: "How was it? Was today's appetizer enjoyable?"

Zhang Chulan twisted his neck and flexed his wrists, his face showing an expression that said, "They collapsed before I even put in any effort."

"Brother Yi, what we're saying is that these guys are really not up to par. We haven't even warmed up yet!"

Yang Yi rolled his eyes at him, "Alright, alright, I know you're fierce, I know you're invincible, okay?"

"Alright, stop joking around. The next round is all set for you, so get your spirits up! But before that, there are some personal grudges that Old Lu needs to settle first."

"After all, a gentleman takes revenge without letting it linger overnight."

His gaze drifted slightly and landed on a figure on the ground not far away, occasionally twitching.

That was none other than the arrogant samurai Eita from before. At this moment, the arrogance on his face had been replaced by boundless fear, and his face was deathly pale.

"Lu Ci, your enemy is now in your hands. Remember, I only have one request: let him have some 'fun' before he dies, otherwise it's no fun, right?"

Lu Ci's body trembled slightly with excitement.

He walked step by step toward Eita, his hatred suppressed for far too long.

"Ying——too——!!!"

When Eita saw Lu Ci approaching, he was terrified and instinctively tried to shrink back, whimpering, "No...don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

Lu Ci ignored his wails and grabbed Eita by the hair, roughly pulling him up from the ground.

Crack! A punch shattered his leg bone. "This punch was for my older brother!"

Bang! Another heavy punch landed on Eita's stomach, causing him to bend over and vomit large amounts of a mixture of blood and stomach acid.

"This punch is for all our fellow countrymen who died at the hands of you scum!"

Eita, the man who often wore a neurotic smile, finally understood what true despair meant.

"Spare...spare me..." Eita pleaded incoherently, blood and foam gushing from his cracked lips. "I was wrong...I was really wrong...please let me go..."

Lu Ci let out a laugh that was more like a cry: "Beg for mercy? You dare to beg for mercy? When you killed my people, did you give them a chance to beg for mercy?!"

When Eita was on his last breath, lying on the ground like a lump of mud, barely breathing, Lu Ci dragged him through the devastated Japanese camp like a dead dog.

Finally, he stopped next to a dry toilet that reeked of a terrible stench.

"Your final resting place is here, to keep company with the excrement of your fellow countrymen. It's a return to its rightful owner."

He then threw the incapacitated Eita directly into the dry toilet.

"Glug glug," at first bubbles rose up, then fewer and fewer, and finally it fell silent.

Eita died, whether drowned or choked to death, his body surrounded by filth, truly leaving a lasting stain on his reputation.

Lu Ci stood there, a sense of relief welling up from the bottom of his heart, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

The hatred that had tormented him for years, like a leech, finally found its release at this moment.

boom--! ! !

A violent and unparalleled magnetic field energy suddenly erupted from Lü Ci's body!

The air twisted and vibrated violently, and a pungent, ionized smell instantly filled the air.

Under the extreme emotional outburst and the infusion of hatred, the magnetic field power within his body soared wildly like a rocket!

"Holy crap! 30,000 horsepower! Did the older generation break through this quickly?!" Zhang Chulan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Lü Ci's breakthrough seemed to ignite a fuse.

Wang Ye sat down cross-legged and said, "This is interesting. I also have a slight feeling about it. Please allow me to meditate and adjust my breathing for a while, and see if I can also get a breakthrough."

Then one by one, the powerful individuals who felt the power stirring within their bodies followed suit and sat cross-legged.

In an instant, this ruin, which had just been baptized by blood and fire and was still filled with the strong smell of blood and burnt food, became their breakthrough site.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz—!

In a short while, several powerful auras erupted one after another. First was Wang Ye, whose calm yet vast power spread out. Then came Feng Zhenghao and Feng Xingtong, whose powers resonated with each other and seemed to merge into one. Xiao Zizai's aura became even sharper and more murderous.

In a short period of time, several more magnetic field experts broke through their original levels and officially entered the threshold of magnetic field rotation.

After everyone's power fluctuations gradually subsided and they consolidated their newly broken-through realms, Yang Yi clapped his hands leisurely.

"Alright everyone, congratulations on successfully getting started with magnetic field rotation. Now it's time to get down to work!"

With a casual wave of his hand, Yang Yi conjured a massive, three-dimensional map of China before everyone. The map was covered with countless red dots.

"Brother Yi, are these all Japanese soldiers?" Zhang Chulan leaned forward, looking at the dense red dots on the map with eager anticipation.

“Next target,” Yang Yi’s finger slowly swept across the map, finally stopping at a cluster of red dots densely distributed along the coast.

"Let's start from here. We'll let those guys who are still dreaming of the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere experience what true despair is! We'll let them know why the flowers are so red!"

Everyone stared at the map, its surface covered with densely packed red dots representing key Japanese strongholds. A powerful fighting spirit surged within each of them.

The Zhao family head stared at the red dots that covered almost half the map, his voice trembling slightly. He asked cautiously, "Sect Leader Yang, these... these marked outposts, could they all be... could they all be Japanese? Can you possibly wipe them all out?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yi slowly turned around, a meaningful smile appearing on his face.

"Suppression? No, no, no, you two need to be more precise with your words."

"The correct term for garbage is purification."

"We must carry out a thorough cleanup on this ravaged land. We must burn every bit of garbage, slag, and pollutant on this land to ashes, and then scatter the ashes so that they may never be reincarnated!"

Just as Yang Yi was announcing the "purification" plan, several figures quietly emerged from the shadows in the distance.

The leader was none other than Wugensheng, the acting head of the Quanxing Sect. They had witnessed everything that had just happened.

At this moment, some members of the Quanxing Sect couldn't help but feel a little scared. Could these scumbags include them too?

Chapter 215: No Root

Just as Yang Yi was preparing to deploy the next step of the "purification operation" to let these super-energetic magnetic field men have one more good time, Xiao Zizai suddenly stopped playing with his trophies.

"Which blind fool is peeking from the side? Do you think we're blind?" Xiao Zizai's voice wasn't loud, but the murderous intent it contained chilled the air.

Before he could even react, an invisible magnetic shockwave had already blasted towards the shadowy figure in the distance.

Bang-!

With a muffled thud, several pieces of rubble exploded, revealing several slightly disheveled figures behind them.

Even under these circumstances, the man at the head of the group still wore a smile on his face. This man was none other than Wugensheng, the acting leader of the Quanxing Sect.

The people behind him also possessed considerable power, clearly indicating they were experts from the Quanxing sect.

Just as the Quanxing members were recovering from their shock, they immediately felt dozens of gazes carrying substantial pressure.

Even the fearless Quanxing people couldn't help but feel fear at this sight.

Only Wugensheng's smile remained unchanged, but when his gaze inadvertently swept across the crowd and met that of Feng Baobao, who was standing quietly there, his smile instantly froze.

A complex, almost indescribable emotion flashed in his eyes: shock, confusion, inquiry, and a kind of tremor he himself was unaware of.

Feng Baobao simply tilted her head and looked at him. A barely perceptible ripple seemed to appear in her clear yet empty eyes, but she didn't say anything.

Yang Yi took in all of this, a playful smile curving his lips, breaking the brief silence.

"Hey, isn't this the infamous leader of the Quanxing Sect, Wugensheng? What's this? You've come all this way just to play 'hide-and-seek' with us?"

"Do you think our scenery is unique, or are you just looking for a free meal?"