One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Abe Genji raised his head, glaring at the pulsating crimson runes on the dome, and roared:

"This Longevity Elixir is a complete scam!"

"Tell them—the Way of Yin and Yang will prosper forever!!!"

These words, like the resounding toll of a great bell, echoed in everyone's ears.

After giving these final words...

Abe Genji gripped the katana, now stained with his own blood, with both hands once more.

Ashiya Ryo, Kamo Kaito, and Miyamoto Sakura behind him simultaneously unleashed their last bit of spiritual power, clinging tightly to his side like moths to a flame.

They gave up their chance to escape, choosing instead to use their own flesh and blood to buy time for this so-called international exchange match, to buy time for other teams, even if it was just for a minute!

At this moment, the hall was deathly silent.

Zhang Chulan gripped the cold jade bottle tightly.

He has always considered himself "shameless," believing that if he can't win, he should run away, and if he can cheat others, he should never take the blame himself.

But now, looking at these four foreign youths who turned their backs on them, looking at Makoto Ito lying in a pool of blood.

Zhang Chulan felt as if something was blocking his throat.

My eyes are sore.

Wang Ye took a deep breath, silently lowered his head, and said nothing.

Zhuge Qing looked ahead with a complicated expression.

Even William, who always prioritizes profit, had deep respect in his eyes at this moment.

Different stances, different nationalities.

But when faced with matters of life and death and the bonds of camaraderie, that pure awareness is enough to shatter all prejudice.

Chapter 404 I am the chief disciple of True Man Tian Shu!

This drop of golden liquid, seemingly containing endless vitality, swirled back and forth within the jade bottle.

Zhang Chulan looked down at the bottle in his hand.

In my ears, I could hear the resolute roars of the four Japanese players.

Xu Fu's chilling laughter still echoed in the air above the main hall:

"Take it, and run away with it."

"In this world, who can resist the temptation of immortality? Who can resist the ultimate greed?!"

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

Amidst that jarring laughter.

Zhang Chulan's shoulders trembled slightly.

He slowly raised his head, his face, which usually wore a mercenary and even somewhat sleazy expression, now showed indifference.

His gaze swept over Makoto Ito, who lay in a pool of blood.

His gaze swept over Abe no Minamoto no Yoshimi, who was desperately trying to hold back Minamoto no Yorimitsu with his own flesh and blood.

Finally, his gaze met Wang Ye's, who was standing not far away with a complicated expression.

Zhang Chulan suddenly grinned and smiled.

That smile lacked any of his usual shrewdness; it was even chilling.

"Old monster."

Zhang Chulan's voice wasn't loud, but it sounded exceptionally clear in the noisy hall.

"Do you think that because you've lived a long life, you can see through everyone's thoughts?"

"Do you think that if you throw us a bone, we'll fight like wild dogs, biting each other until we're bloodied and bruised?"

Zhang Chulan raised the hand holding the jade bottle high.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present.

His five fingers clenched together.

"I'll teach you today."

"Crack!"

The jade bottle was crushed to pieces in Zhang Chulan's palm!

That drop of golden liquid, treasured by countless extraordinary individuals.

They were thus exposed to the air without any warning.

"Fuck your longevity potion!!!"

That drop of golden liquid, containing the essence of a thousand years of creation, was instantly crushed by Zhang Chulan!

It completely dissipated into the cold, gloomy hall.

Dead silence.

Both William and Abe Genji were frozen in place.

He crushed it?

He actually crushed the divine object that all the extraordinary beings in the world dreamed of with his own hands?!

"You brat!!! How dare you destroy my sacred artifact?!"

Above the dome, Xu Fu's spiritual voice descended into utter frenzy.

The entire hall was bathed in a blinding red light, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in.

"I will extract your souls and scorch them with karmic fire for ten thousand years!!!"

"Go ahead and call me 'Mom'!"

Zhang Chulan wiped the crumbs from his palm and drew the knife from his waist.

He turned his head and looked at his companions behind him.

His eyes held an unprecedented ruthlessness and determination.

"Brothers, this old devil is getting desperate."

Zhang Chulan clenched his left fist and slammed it heavily into his chest.

"We might as well use the trump card the advisor left us. Let's wipe them out!"

"It was prepared a long time ago."

Wang Ye stomped his foot and slapped his chest with the same palm.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhuge Qing and Zhang Lingyu made the same move in unison.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Four dazzling purple-gold lightning bolts, like four towering pillars, erupted from the bodies of the four young people and shot straight up to the dome of the main hall.

That was a power that did not belong to them; it was the innate lightning seal that Zhang Tianyi had left in their bodies.

At this moment, the Thunder Seal was completely unsealed!

The violent lightning energy surged through their parched meridians, instantly pushing their combat power to an outrageous peak!

"Old Qing, left wing!"

With the blessing of lightning, the Qimen formation beneath Wang Ye's feet forcibly created a space within the sealed area.

"Chariot clapper. Hold down that guy in the hunting robe."

"Roger that!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhuge Qing unleashed what was no longer an ordinary spell.

"Separation Character - Purple Flame Mad Dragon"

A massive fire dragon, crackling with purple-gold lightning, roared out and swept out, engulfing the hunting-cloaked corpse puppet.

Zhang Lingyu's white robes fluttered, and the pitch-black Yin lightning, enveloped in purple-gold thunder, possessed astonishing power.

With a single blow, he forced Minamoto no Yorimitsu to retreat.

"Brother Yuanyi, take your men and retreat! Leave the rest to us!"

Zhang Chulan transformed into a streak of lightning and immediately entered the battlefield.

He kicked Abe Genji in the shoulder, sending the exhausted Japanese captain out of the deadly attack range.

Followed by.

With a ten-meter-long thunderous blade aura, the watermelon knife in his hand slashed down fiercely at Minamoto no Yorimitsu's peerless demonic sword!

"when--!"

The terrifying shockwave blew a large section of white jade off the ground.

But after only a dozen or so exchanges, Zhang Chulan's expression changed.

"Old Wang! This won't work!"

Zhang Chulan's tiger's mouth was shattered, and blood flowed down the hilt of his sword. He used the force to back away while roaring:

"These two old zombies have the energy supply of a large formation, while our Thunder Seal has a time limit! We can't outlast them!"

Wang Ye gritted his teeth, large drops of sweat rolling down his forehead.

He knew, of course, that he couldn't outlast them.

In this old lair that Xu Fu had built up over a thousand years, the other party was the true ruler!

Just as Zhang Chulan was once again forced back by Minamoto no Yorimitsu's sword, and was in grave danger.

Zhang Chulan's gaze briefly met that of Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing, and Zhang Lingyu in the air.

There was no sound, no code.