It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Yun Li transformed into a gust of wind and swept to the side of the Yin-Yang Master. He slapped the protective shield, and the shield was slammed into the middle of the constantly falling rocks and soil like a ball.

After that, she used her wind powers to float in the air and watched as the protective sphere was buried by a large amount of rocks and soil.

Once the commotion subsided, he used his mental power to confirm that the man was properly buried before using his wind to land on the ground.

But less than a second after landing, I felt something watching me from above.

A pair of sharp eyes darted upwards and saw the blonde woman holding an umbrella looking down at her from above.

Yun Li glanced at the wings on her back. Was this a beast transformation, or a flight ability?

My gaze abruptly shifted to another direction, and there came another monster.

However, now is not the time to fight monsters and blonde women, because she doesn't have much of her superpower left.

She would never engage in a head-on confrontation when she knows she is at a disadvantage.

Before the monster arrived, and before the blonde woman could react at all, she transformed into the wind and left, then entered the space.

Emma stared in disbelief at the empty space below. Had they run away?

For some unknown reason, the corners of her mouth turned up, revealing a smug smile.

He must have been afraid of her, so he ran away.

"Aaaaaah..."

Her smug smile froze instantly, and her emerald eyes widened as she stared at the enormous monster head that was the same height as her.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat..."

The umbrella in his hand spun rapidly, and golden arrows of light, visible to the naked eye, shot out from the eight corners of the umbrella and struck the giant object.

The enormous creature, in pain, opened its gaping maw and charged straight at Emma.

Emma felt slightly dizzy, not from being scared, but from the smell.

It stinks!

Seeing the gaping maw right in front of her, she immediately held the umbrella in front of her.

A golden arrow as thick as an arm suddenly shot out from the top of the umbrella...

"stop!"

Vikram saw this and shouted, but it was too late.

The golden arrow pierced the giant python's head and disappeared instantly. The immense pain caused the python to violently twist and straighten its body, making grunting noises and drooling.

Emma also saw Vikram at this moment, glared at him fiercely, and then flapped her wings and flew away from this disgusting monster.

After Emma left, Vikram muttered incantations, and the giant python rapidly shrunk to the size of an ordinary snake.

He carefully picked up the small snake and placed it in the basket at his waist, then hurriedly ran towards the Min family manor.

They were probably too worried about the snake's injury to notice Wu Yougong hiding behind the rock.

Black Hawk was soaking wet and leaning against a rock, panting heavily.

I knew before that there were many talented people abroad, but after coming to Hong Kong and seeing these people, I didn't think there was anything special about them.

He no longer thinks that way; these people's abilities and existence may cause irreversible harm and damage to the country in the future.

He gave a bitter laugh, realizing that as fellow talented individuals, he was truly unworthy of being ranked alongside them.

He raised his hand, looking at the palm that had brought him confidence and glory, and for the first time felt disgust.

too weak!

It wasn't just him who was weak; apart from Director Wei, Mu Qian, Chang Luo, and A Jiao, all the other members of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs were just as weak as him.

If these extraordinary individuals were to go to China, they would not have much fighting power to resist.

Upon realizing this truth, Black Hawk was heartbroken and extremely anxious.

No!

He stood up, looking towards the sea, knowing he had to inform the bureau about these people's capabilities.

……

Hong Kong is bustling again.

"I really saw a huge monster on Mount Bijin. Its body was at least several hundred meters long and its head was as big as a house."

"Nonsense, how could there be such a big monster? You must be mistaken."

"He wasn't lying. I also saw the monster, and the golden thing."

"You guys conspired together, didn't you? You're deliberately making up stories to scare people."

"Don't believe me if you don't want to, but I really saw it."

……

A young man wearing a beret and a camera hanging around his neck ran excitedly into the newspaper office.

"Director, Director, I've captured something incredible on camera."

He had barely entered the newspaper office, and hadn't even reached the director's office, when he shouted anxiously.

Everyone else stopped what they were doing and looked at the young colleague with amusement.

He's been at the newspaper for two and a half months, and he hasn't written a single useful article.

Once the three-month probation period is over, I will be dismissed.

This time, he was shouting that he had photographed something amazing, but everyone was skeptical and treated him like a joke.

The door to the director's office was pushed open, and the person inside glanced at him, who was panting heavily, and sighed silently.

"Jingzai, I can recommend you for a job at a photo studio. What do you think?"

The young man seemed not to hear him and excitedly rushed up to him with his camera. "Director, look at what I took! Big news, super big news, news that will shake the whole world!"

The director has a gentle personality and is quite overweight. His smile resembles that of Maitreya Buddha, which makes him very approachable.

Seeing how excited he was, she didn't try to dampen his enthusiasm, but just said with a wry smile, "Even if you let me see it, you still have to develop the photos first."

The young man was taken aback, then scratched his head sheepishly, "I, I'll go wash up right now."

An hour and a half later, the young man excitedly entered the director's office again, clutching a paper bag.

The director looked up and saw the paper bag he was carefully protecting to his chest. This solemn and cautious gesture made the director look on with more anticipation.

"Let me see it."

The young man didn't hand him the paper bag directly, but instead pulled out a sheet from inside and showed it to him.

The director took it, glanced at it, and then glanced at it again, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Is this Bijin Mountain?"

The young man's face flushed with excitement. "You saw it? Director, you saw it?"

The director pressed his shoulder and made him sit down. "Don't get agitated, I saw it."

"Director, we must dedicate a large section to the astonishing events depicted in this photo."

The director glanced at him with a dejected expression and sat back down in his office chair.

"director?"

The young man felt uneasy when he saw that the man's expression was not good.

"Jingzai!" The director looked at him apologetically, "This cannot be published in the newspaper."

His anxiety had come true, and the young man suddenly became excited and at a loss. "Why?"

"Because this kind of thing is not allowed to be reported."

"Director, this isn't fake, it's real."

The young man walked around the desk to his side, his voice trembling with tears, trying to prove, "I saw it with my own eyes, and I pressed the shutter myself."

The director sighed heavily, "Jingzai, the reason we can't report it isn't because it's fake, but because it's real."

The young man looked confused and incredulous. "Director, what do you mean by that?"

"It means that this kind of truth cannot be known by ordinary people."

The young man was devastated, and all he could think about was "this must not be known to ordinary people."