Urban: It turns out this is a comprehensive world

One of the figures was the A-level gene warrior captain from the Bald Eagle Empire. His aura was more violent than that of the other gene warriors, his skin was as black as iron, and his fists were as thick as bowls.

It charged towards Luo Lingtian with a beastly roar, its fist carrying earth-shattering power, aiming straight for Luo Lingtian's head, clearly intending to kill him with one blow.

The other figure was the leader of the Japanese ninja team, dressed in black, with a sinister face and a powerful, dense aura, clearly a top-tier ninja comparable to the Celestial Realm.

His figure was elusive, his footwork unpredictable, and he instantly closed in on Luo Lingtian. The short knife in his hand emanated a chilling killing intent, the blade slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, aiming straight for Luo Lingtian's heart. His attack was ruthless, leaving no room for retreat.

Luo Lingtian stood still, his expression calm, without even moving a step. There was no panic in his eyes. He had long expected that the other party would do anything to kill him.

Just as the two deadly attacks were about to reach Luo Lingtian, two figures in Taoist robes suddenly stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, blocking Luo Lingtian's path. Their auras surged, and a faint spiritual light emanated from their bodies, instantly protecting Luo Lingtian behind them.

"You wicked child, do not harm my young friend!"

Master Qingfeng swayed slightly, and with a gentle wave of his whisk, the whisk strands instantly hardened like steel, shooting towards the A-level gene warrior like countless sharp silver needles.

With a flick of his whisk, he unleashed a torrent of Taoist energy, forcefully blocking the opponent's powerful punch.

With a muffled thud, a gust of wind swept through the area, and the gene warrior captain was forced to take three steps back, his arm numb. His eyes were filled with shock; he hadn't expected that this seemingly ethereal old man would be so powerful.

On the other side, Master Xuanxu tossed his prayer beads with his fingertips, and the beads instantly transformed into a golden light that shot towards the Celestial Realm ninja.

At the same time, he formed a hand seal, and his body shone with spiritual light, instantly forming an invisible barrier that blocked the opponent's short sword.

With a crisp "clang," the short sword struck the barrier and was instantly deflected. The ninja leader paused, a flicker of apprehension in his eyes, staring intently at Master Xuanxu, his tone sinister: "A Taoist from Longhu Mountain?"

Master Xuanxu smiled faintly, retracted the prayer beads from his fingertips, and said in an icy tone: "Since you know my background, you should understand that young friend Luo is not someone you can touch."

As soon as they finished speaking, Master Qingfeng and Master Xuanxu moved at the same time. One whisk flew and the other prayer beads swirled, as they attacked the A-level gene warrior and the Celestial Realm ninja respectively.

The duel between two pairs of top experts instantly ignited the entire battlefield.

The aftershocks of the battle between two pairs of powerful cultivators at the Celestial Realm were too much for many to bear, forcing them to retreat.

Before long, only Luo Lingtian remained standing in the arena, quietly watching the fierce battle before him, a faint smile still on his lips, as if everything before him was under his control.

Just then, the battle in the front yard of Lingtian Manor suddenly changed, and the originally stalemate instantly turned into an even more violent storm.

The battle took place on the eastern side, far from the battle between Daoist Qingfeng and Daoist Xuanxu and the openly comparable Heavenly Realm experts.

A figure mixed among the ordinary Bald Eagle gene warriors suddenly burst forth, unleashing a powerful aura without reservation—it was a hidden A-level gene warrior!

His muscles bulged and bulged, clearly indicating that he had pushed the power of the animal gene fusion to its limit. With a casual punch, he sent two members of the Temple of Gods who were blocking his way flying. The two men crashed into the fence of the manor like kites with broken strings, spitting out blood.

After overcoming the obstruction, the A-level gene warrior's eyes flashed with ferocity. He stomped his feet hard on the ground, cracking the bluestone tiles, and charged straight at Luo Lingtian like a cannonball.

The fist whistled through the air with a sharp, tearing sound, its killing intent overwhelming.

"As expected, there are still hidden masters!"

Luo Lingtian looked up and saw the figure rushing towards him. His expression remained calm, and his tone was indifferent.

As a grandmaster of martial arts at the Gangjin realm, Luo Lingtian was someone that both the U.S. and Japan couldn't possibly be unaware of. They would never have sent only the two Celestial Realm experts they had openly acknowledged; their hidden contingency plans were already within everyone's expectations.

The members of the Temple of Gods on the side remained calm, gripping their battle blades even tighter to firmly block others from breaking through the encirclement.

As for their own temple master's side, that's not a battle they can interfere in.

The A-level gene warrior was incredibly fast, instantly closing the distance to within three meters of Luo Lingtian. His fist, as large as a casserole dish and carrying immense force, aimed directly at Luo Lingtian's face. If this punch landed, even steel would be deformed.

Faced with this thunderous attack, Luo Lingtian remained calm and composed. He used traditional Chinese martial arts footwork, his body as light as a willow catkin, and barely dodged the heavy punch.

The force of the punch grazed past his ear, blowing the hair at his temples wildly. The punch landed on the bluestone ground behind him, creating a crater several inches deep, with rubble flying everywhere.

The instant he dodged the attack, Luo Lingtian's blood and qi surged, and his internal energy, at the Gangjin realm, condensed on his body surface without being exposed. This was the ability to control his internal energy at the pinnacle of martial arts.

He did not immediately retaliate, but focused on defense, constantly moving and dodging amidst the A-level gene warrior's storm of close-combat attacks, his figure unpredictable.

Every dodge was perfectly timed, avoiding the opponent's fatal attacks while clearly observing the A-level gene warrior's attack rhythm. Although the power fused with animal genes was fierce and unparalleled with explosive force, it lacked discipline and was driven entirely by instinct, resulting in a slight lack of staying power.

At the same time, Luo Lingtian kept glancing around the entire front yard battle area, his mind on high alert, sensing the fluctuations in the surrounding aura, and guarding against whether there were other hidden Gang Jin level experts in the shadows. After all, Japanese ninjas are best at stealth and sneak attacks, so they must be wary.

Meanwhile, in the front yard of Lingtian Manor, the battle between the four forces had reached a fever pitch.

Master Qingfeng of Wudang, wielding a whisk with whisk hairs as fine as steel needles, engaged in a fierce battle with the A-level gene warriors of the White Eagle. With each sweep of the whisk, he effortlessly deflected force, struck, and parried, using the soft power of Wudang Tai Chi to completely neutralize the opponent's fierce strength.

Master Xuanxu of Longhu Mountain, wielding a longsword, twirled and danced as he engaged in a fierce battle with the Japanese ninja who was on the verge of reaching the Celestial Realm. The sharpness of his longsword forced the opponent's Japanese sword to retreat repeatedly, and the clash of sword energy and sword energy produced a piercing metallic clang.

On the other side, six core high-ranking members of the Temple of the Gods, along with more than twenty squad members, held the remaining ordinary genetic warriors of the White Eagle and the Japanese ninjas firmly in their grasp.

Although the number of members in the Temple of Gods is larger, their strength is relatively weaker.

The lowest-ranking bald eagle gene warriors who came to assassinate Luo Lingtian were all C-level, comparable to first-class martial artists.

The same applies to the Japanese ninjas; many of the high-ranking officials at the Temple of Heaven, including Goldman Sachs, were fighting two against one.

Those with lower cultivation levels are actually able to fight two against one.

The clash of swords and the sounds of battle echoed throughout the manor. The ground was littered with rubble, bloodstains, and damaged fences and flowerbeds. The front yard of Lingtian Manor had become a scene of carnage.

Just as Luo Lingtian was dealing with the A-level gene warrior, a dark figure suddenly broke out from the shadows of the western battle circle. It was the ninja from Japan who was hiding and whose strength was comparable to that of a Celestial Realm expert!

He concealed his aura to the extreme, and only when he was about two meters away from Luo Lingtian did he suddenly unleash his true energy, causing the Japanese sword in his hand to gleam with a chilling blue light.

The blade, imbued with a bizarre sword technique that blended Japanese swordplay with stolen Chinese martial arts, was used to deliver a backhand slash to Luo Lingtian's side at an extremely tricky angle. It was a deadly sneak attack launched while Luo Lingtian was dealing with the A-level gene warrior!

A blade struck, its sharp wind carrying the chilling force to slice through flesh.

Luo Lingtian's mind was focused on the battlefield, so he naturally noticed his arrival.

His inner strength instantly condensed at his waist, and his body sank slightly, barely avoiding the blade with the force-dissipating techniques of traditional Chinese martial arts.

However, he deliberately pretended to be forced to retreat repeatedly by the opponent's sneak attack, his steps were unsteady, and he seemed to be dealing with it with great difficulty. When he raised his hand to block, his arm was swept by the wind of the knife, and his clothes were cut open, creating the illusion that he was being attacked by the two and was gradually losing ground.

While feigning to maneuver, he extended his senses to the extreme, probing every corner of the entire manor. After confirming that there were no other hidden experts besides these two, a cold glint flashed in his eyes. The act should be over.

The moment he confirmed that he had no other backup plan, Luo Lingtian's aura suddenly changed. The previously restrained internal energy was released without reservation, and his blood and qi surged like a rushing river. The bluestone paving stones under his feet trembled slightly from the force of his energy, and cracks spread in all directions.

He no longer deliberately defended himself. With a single movement, he effortlessly employed various styles of Chinese martial arts, including the fierce and powerful Xingyi Bengquan, the fast and accurate Wing Chun, and the powerful and heavy Bajiquan.

In his hands, everything is integrated and mastered, and every move and style fully demonstrates the profound knowledge of a grandmaster of Chinese martial arts at the Gangjin realm.

Facing the heavy punch that the A-level gene warrior was throwing again, Luo Lingtian stopped dodging and raised his hand to meet it head-on with a Xingyi Bengquan. The fists collided, and there was no earth-shattering sound, but a powerful force exploded from the point of the fist.

The A-level gene warrior felt an irresistible force surge into his body through his fist, as if his bones were dislocated and his muscle strength instantly collapsed.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto a flower bed in the distance, smashing the bluestone and flowers into a mess.

He struggled a few times, but could no longer stand up, and completely lost his fighting ability.

After eliminating the A-level gene warrior, Luo Lingtian didn't stop, turning to face the Japanese ninja who had ambushed him.

Seeing that the bald eagle's genetic warrior had been rendered useless in one move, the opponent's eyes were filled with horror. He swung his sword again, his katana moving so fast that it was impenetrable, and the sword energy was overwhelming.

Luo Lingtian moved lightly, dodging the blade's light, while his hand shot out like lightning, using the sticky hand technique of Wing Chun to precisely grab his opponent's wrist.

With a slight exertion, a crisp "crack" was heard, and the ninja's wrist was broken, the katana falling to the ground with a "clang".

Immediately afterwards, Luo Lingtian lowered his elbow and delivered a Bajiquan "Mountain-Leaning" strike to the opponent's chest. The powerful force penetrated the body, and the ninja was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out blood and flying backward.

He crashed into a stone pillar in the manor, sending stone chips flying. He collapsed to the ground, barely breathing, all traces of the arrogance he displayed during the sneak attack gone.

In just a few breaths, the two hidden Celestial Realm experts were easily crushed by Luo Lingtian, completely losing their fighting ability.

The fighting in the front yard of Lingtian Manor continued, but Luo Lingtian's lightning-fast actions shocked everyone present.

The members of the Temple of the Gods were greatly encouraged and their offensive became even more fierce, while the genetic warriors of the Bald Eagle and the ninjas of the Japanese showed fear and their fighting spirit collapsed instantly.