All Heavens: Becoming a Saint Begins in Deep Space

After listening to Wang Li finish speaking, Old Chen asked, "Who is Li Kun?"

At this moment, a somewhat overweight middle-aged man walked out shakily: "That's me."

Old Chen glanced at him and asked the company's top executive, "What achievements has he made?"

The branch manager looked at Li Kun and thought carefully for a moment before saying, "No."

Upon hearing this, Old Chen nodded and said, "Alright, I won't make things difficult for you. Just transfer five million back to Xiao Qin, and we'll call it even."

"Alright, everyone, go inside," Old Chen said.

A group of people followed Lao Chen into the company.

After Wang Xuan and Wang Li finished their business, they left, taking Qin Cheng to the ancient Buddhist temple for another practice session.

In the ancient temple, Qin Cheng was practicing the Vajra Fist. His body was constantly stretching and moving. This Buddhist fist technique was being used with great force and spirit.

Wang Xuan and Wang Li kept passing this mysterious substance to Qin Cheng.

Soon after, an old monk accompanied a middle-aged man into the courtyard of the temple, heading towards the main hall.

Before anyone even entered, they could hear Old Ling and the old monk talking.

The old monk said, "Today, the incense in the hall is burning brightly, and the smoke is swirling around the Bodhisattva. This is an auspicious sign, and it may be related to the arrival of a distinguished person to offer incense."

At this moment, Wang Xuan's expression changed. What a coincidence, he had run into Lao Ling again.

Wang Li thought to himself, "This old monk really knows how to flatter Lao Ling. Money really can make the devil turn the millstone. Even Bodhisattvas can't avoid eating vegetarian food."

Accompanied by the old monk, Lao Ling entered the temple and immediately spotted the brothers Wang Xuan and Wang Li.

Old Ling immediately looked surprised and asked, "What are you all doing here?"

"Uncle Ling, this is unfortunate. We're practicing some old techniques here," Wang Li said.

Upon hearing this, Old Ling shook his head, seemingly not optimistic about the old techniques. However, he seemed to recall the news about the two young grandmasters from the old land, and the words he originally wanted to use to persuade them not to practice the old techniques stuck in his throat.

"Alright then." Old Ling nodded. "By the way, how's the pay and benefits at your job there?"

Old Ling glanced at the bodyguards around him and gestured for them to wait outside.

"This person looks familiar." Qin Cheng looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with suspicion.

"This is Uncle Ling!" Wang Li told him clearly.

Wang Xuan replied enthusiastically, "We work at Dingwu; we're currently Dingwu's special consultants!"

Old Ling astutely picked up on the key phrase: "You're special consultants now?!"

"Yes," Wang Xuan replied calmly.

After saying that, Old Ling sighed even more deeply and asked, "Wang Xuan, are you planning to explore that secret place?"

Wang Xuan was surprised and asked, "You have this idea? Why?"

Old Ling said, "No, you guys shouldn't go. It's very dangerous there. Each of the new stars has teams exploring that secret place, and the casualty rate is frighteningly high."

Old Ling looked at them without saying much, and said, "Think about it yourselves. If you survive, remember to come find me. I'll leave you my contact information."

After saying that, Lao Ling turned and left.

Only Wang Li and a few others remained in the original spot.

For the next two days, they had a peaceful time. Qin Cheng and his group visited the Taoist ancestral temple, the Moon Pit, and the large medicinal herb garden that Qin Cheng managed. Qin Cheng wanted to give them some herbs, but unfortunately, those herbs were of little use to them at this stage.

Later, Lao Chen called Wang Li and said that someone had gone to Yuekeng.

Before hesitating, Wang Li told Qin Cheng not to go to dangerous places on the new moon, and since then Qin Cheng has never gone near the moon pit.

Wang Li hung up the phone and said, "Let's go to Moon Pit and broaden our horizons."

The lunar crater is not located in the base city and is not covered by a protective shield.

Its location is not too far from the White Horse Temple and the ancient Taoist temple, and the three of them form an equilateral triangle.

Wang Li, Wang Xuan, and Qin Cheng arrived one after another, while Lao Chen and Qingmu were already standing nearby.

Aoki waved and called out, "Wang Li, over here!"

Seeing this, Wang Li and the others rushed towards Qingmu's direction.

At this moment, Old Chen was watching more than twenty “brave” young people outside the protective layer, all wearing the latest spacesuits, step directly into the lunar crater.

The alloy plate sealing the crater was opened, and the group jumped into the dark pit.

Dozens of people were watching from the protective layer. Ordinary people might not understand the dangers of lunar craters, but some large organizations and institutions were well aware of them. Most of the onlookers were aware of the inside story.

Old Chen was also watching this scene with a solemn expression.

"Something's wrong. They've become very unstable since entering the crater," someone exclaimed. They were clearly observers, able to keep track of the underground explorers' condition.

Suddenly, the person watching the monitor screen staggered backward, his face pale. He hurriedly backed away, and sure enough, something had gone wrong on this expedition. The camera lens was covered in blood, and then all the equipment was destroyed in an instant, just like before.

There was a deathly silence over the Moon Pit until a few minutes later, when a dozen people climbed out, covered in blood. Clearly, someone had died inside, and blood had splattered on them.

They ran frantically, rushing towards the protective layer.

It was as if something terrifying was chasing them from behind, but there was clearly nothing behind them. These people were so frightened that they tumbled and crawled all the way.

Everything went smoothly, and the group successfully ran into the protective enclosure.

They quickly removed their protective gear, their faces pale, and collapsed to the ground, their bodies soaked in sweat, panting heavily.

"What happened inside?" Many onlookers asked, which was why they had come here.

Some people are even moving closer to them.

Bouncing, bouncing, bouncing!

……

In an instant, twelve of the seventeen people who had escaped exploded, leaving chunks of flesh and bone everywhere. The few who approached them were instantly terrified, their legs collapsing to the ground, their bodies covered in chunks of flesh and bone fragments as they crawled backward with their hands.

The scene was horrific; they had all escaped but then suddenly exploded, their deaths extremely tragic.

"Step back!" The old monk from Baima Temple raised his vajra and smashed it wildly, while the Taoist priest from the Taoist temple was also waving his charred wooden sword wildly at the air in front of him.

Wang Li had already told Lao Chen and Qingmu to retreat. Although they weren't afraid, getting pieces of flesh and blood on their bodies was still disgusting.

Old Chen also took out his black longsword. Looking at the twelve people who had exploded in front of him, a white light rose up and then gathered together to form a blurry white shadow.

This is happening in the spiritual realm.

White shadows gathered in the sky, looked down at Old Chen and the others, and pounced straight at them.

Is this the intervention of the immortals in reality? Old Chen felt heavy-hearted, thinking of what Xiao Wang had said: that the immortals would gradually return from behind the curtain over the next three years.

Old Chen slashed at it with his sword.

Bang! The white creature was cleaved in two.

Wang Xuan's heart pounded wildly; Old Chen had just killed an immortal!

The death of the white creature caused a great commotion, and a strong wind swept around it.

A lot of blood, mud, and fragments on the ground were rolled up, and those who were close to the blood were washed.

One of them walked straight toward Old Chen with very large strides, far exceeding those of ordinary people, leaping dozens of meters in one bound.

With a whoosh.

The person disintegrated in mid-air, with bones, flesh, and blood splattering everywhere.

Qin Cheng stared blankly at the red and white things on his clothes for a moment, and after realizing what they were, he quickly took off his clothes.

Wang Li was also startled. Why was this person running this way? Fortunately, he shattered in the air and was not exposed.

Old Chen's face was also gloomy. What did this mean? Had the immortals set their sights on them?