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

boom!

A terrifying pressure, enough to crush an ordinary person into mincemeat, crashed down on Xu Fu!

Wang Ye coughed up a mouthful of blood, forced to kneel on one knee by the unreasonable force.

Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth, using his knife to support himself on the ground; even straightening up was a luxury.

Although Chen Duo had a special physique, she was still forced to retreat repeatedly under this absolute power difference, her face turning pale.

despair.

True despair, like the dark mist in this hall, gripped everyone's throat.

……

at the same time.

The plaza outside the temple.

The sun was still shining brightly, and a gentle sea breeze was blowing.

The outside world has no idea what kind of hellish scene is unfolding behind that giant bronze gate.

In the rest areas around the square, the leaders of various countries were gathered in small groups.

Some people were smoking cigars, while others were drinking red wine.

"I'm telling you, it's been several days since they went in, and there hasn't been a sound. Do you think this Longevity Elixir has ended up in someone's pocket?"

A Middle Eastern leader, playing with a gold ring on his hand, had a broad smile on his face.

"Is there even a need to guess?"

Jack of Behemoth leaned back on the sofa and confidently exhaled a smoke ring:

"Our team has the strongest overall combat strength. In this unknown environment, William and his team definitely have the upper hand."

“Mr. Jack, you shouldn’t make such a definitive statement.”

Shin Ishikawa of the Japanese Fish and Dragon Society, holding a teacup, replied with a smile:

"The Takamagahara Shrine is, after all, a relic left by our ancestors. If we really talk about the advantages of timing and location, our children may not necessarily lose."

A group of big shots were there exchanging veiled barbs and secretly vying for power.

On the other side...

Zhang Tianyi remained lying there leisurely.

He put his hands behind his head and crossed his legs.

Black pipe and Xiao Zizai stood on either side like two gatekeepers.

Feng Xingtong was diligently peeling lychees for him.

"My God, aren't you worried at all?"

Feng Xingtong handed over the peeled, glistening fruit, muttering to herself:

“I saw tour leaders from other countries, their necks were practically sticking out of the gate. How long have they been inside?”

"What are you worried about?"

Zhang Tianyi didn't even open his eyes, chewing on a lychee, his tone full of leisure:

"My lads, aside from other skills, are first-rate when it comes to escaping and using dirty tricks."

"Besides, I also left them some to save their lives..."

Before the words were even finished!

Zhang Tianyi, who was chewing on a lychee, suddenly stopped.

His slightly narrowed eyes suddenly snapped open!

At this moment, a terrifyingly sharp light burst forth from those lazy, nonchalant eyes!

His heart suddenly clenched violently without warning.

Immediately afterwards, a strong feeling of palpitation swept through my entire body!

This was a feeling Zhang Tianyi had never experienced before.

A strong sense of unease made it hard for him to breathe.

"Huh? It's a girl?!"

Zhang Tianyi's pupils suddenly contracted.

He abruptly sat up straight in the recliner, his previously casual posture instantly tensing.

"not good!"

Zhang Tianyi let out a low shout, his previous nonchalant tone vanishing completely, his face turning unusually grim:

Something's happened inside!!!

Chapter 409 My master's name is enough to annihilate your soul!

"My God? What's wrong with you...?"

Feng Xingtong was holding a fruit platter, her smile still lingering on her face, when she abruptly stopped mid-sentence.

At this moment, Zhang Tianyi's aura was so overwhelming that it felt like falling into an ice cave.

Zhang Tianyi did not answer Feng Xingtong.

He didn't even glance at the astonished representatives from various countries around him.

"boom!"

A blinding golden light, so intense it stung everyone's eyes, burst forth from his body without reservation!

"Get out of the way."

The two somber words, like the whisper of death, exploded in the minds of everyone present.

next second.

"boom!!!"

A deafening sonic boom resounded throughout the square.

Zhang Tianyi transformed into a straight golden meteor, dragging a violent shockwave tens of meters long, and charged straight at the tightly closed bronze giant door with an extremely domineering attitude!

The places along the way.

Whether it was the heavy equipment or the red carpet, everything was torn to pieces by this domineering force and flew everywhere.

"Bang—!!!"

A loud bang was heard.

The two massive doors were smashed open and sent hurtling into the temple.

All of this happened so fast!

There were hundreds of people at the scene, and they didn't even have time to blink!

All that remained was a deep furrow carved into the ground by the blast wave, and the billowing smoke at the temple entrance.

"..."

The square was deathly silent.

The fruit platter that Feng Xingtong was holding had long since fallen to the ground, with oranges and grapes scattered all over the floor.

He swallowed hard, his whole body stiffening.

Hei Guan'er and Xiao Zizai exchanged a glance, and an unprecedented solemnity flashed in their eyes.

"Something big has happened." Black Pipe lowered his voice, his fists clenching unconsciously.

For this man to be so anxious, something terrible must have happened inside!

After a period of silence, an uncontrollable commotion finally erupted in the square.

"Fuck! What is he doing?!"

A European tour leader jumped up, pointed at the dark gate, and started cursing:

"This is a blatant violation of the rules of the game! Do the Chinese want to interfere with the outcome of the match?!"

"Protest! The organizing committee must stop him immediately!"

Representatives from several smaller countries also jumped up in anger, and some even planned to call their subordinates to confront the organizers.

"Shut up, all of you."

Just then, a deep voice rang out.

The one speaking was Jack, a director at Behemoth.

He sat on the sofa, still holding the cigar in his hand, but goosebumps had formed on the back of his hand.

Jack gave the shouting team leaders a cold glance:

“Want to protest? Sure. Go through that door yourselves and say it to his face.”

"If you didn't sense that sharp killing intent just now, I don't mind reminding you—if you provoke him, you'll be reduced to ashes."

Upon hearing this, the group of people who had been jumping up and down instantly fell silent, their faces turning ashen, like ducks being choked.

Murderous intent.

That's right.

That cold, pure, murderous intent, seemingly intent to annihilate everything, still lingers in the air above the square, stinging the skin.

Smart people saw the signs long ago.

Many bigwigs had already quietly beckoned their subordinates over and started packing their things.

"This place is no longer safe to stay."

"It's not worth losing your life just to watch the excitement."