Chapter 1109: Chapter 60: This Old Man Is No Ordinary Character

If it were any other time, Wang Yunxiao wouldn’t be so eager.

Along with the rapid growth of his strength, the number of opponents he could spar with was becoming fewer.

Encountering someone tough enough to take hits, he wouldn’t mind letting them take a few moves; prolonging the fight could warm him up and let him enjoy the thrill of battle.

But this time was different.

Li Mumu was right behind him, and she had a child with her.

Moreover, the enemy before him was of unknown origin and undauntedly triggered the defense mechanism of Tianmen City’s moat. That indicated absolute confidence in his own strength.

In this case, there was no need to hold back.

A quick, decisive battle was necessary.

So, Wang Yunxiao brought out his real skills right from the start.

The full power of Government Soldier Outer Path, activating three divine skills simultaneously.

Bronze Skin Iron Bones, Thousand-Mile Wolf Walk, Hundred Weapons Combat!

Blades and swords filled the air, changing the sky’s hue!

The buildings within a hundred-meter radius were reduced to dust with this strike, and a terrifying shockwave soared into the sky.

However, to his surprise, there was no sensation of hitting flesh with his blades and swords.

The old monk merely extended a finger, and a point of light emerged from his fingertip, stopping Wang Yunxiao’s terrifying strike three feet in front of him.

A miss by an inch ends in a miss by a mile.

Clearly, this old monk was standing right in front of him, yet Wang Yunxiao felt he was immeasurably distant, as if separated by an entire universe; no matter how hard he tried, his blades and swords couldn’t get closer by a fraction.

Tsk…

This is troublesome, a tough opponent indeed.

Missing his strike, Wang Yunxiao retreated two steps, his blades disappeared, and with a reverse motion, he pulled out a giant shotgun engraved with demon exorcism runes from behind his back.

He fired three rapid shots aimed at the old monk.

Logically, the Sword of Impermanence should have a strong demon-breaking effect; it had never failed him in the past, and this was the first time it failed against the old monk’s finger.

As an experienced warrior, he wouldn’t doubt his weapon; there was only another possibility, a mechanism with the opponent.

This is a mechanism freak!

The shotgun gifted by Veronica, though more of a collectible than a weapon, could deal with ordinary evil spirits, but without the blessing of a divine officer in this level of battle, it was no more than a stick to stoke the fire.

But Wang Yunxiao wasn’t after its lethality; he wanted to verify his suspicion.

Under the fiery spray from the muzzle, a massive slug transformed into a fiery dragon charging towards the old monk. However, despite being aimed at his chest, the trajectory twisted bizarrely in mid-air, whizzing past him.

Sure enough!

The opponent was using space, or more accurately, dimensional manipulation abilities!

Where the hell did this old monster pop up from?

Calculating swiftly in his mind, Wang Yunxiao’s body kept moving, leaping into the air, striking down with fists together.

…Something’s off.

The gust hitting Li Mumu in the face nearly blinded her. As she waved the smoke away and saw Wang Yunxiao pulling out a shotgun, her heart leaped into alertness.

She had personally experienced this domestic violence…ugh! Wang Yunxiao’s fist power, and back then he was holding back against her.

The power of the recent strike, even if she transformed into Chu Jiang, she couldn’t withstand it.

How could the opponent act like nothing happened?

Didn’t break through? Or…is the mechanism faulty?

With a thought, Li Mumu unhesitatingly pulled out a bronze mirror, ready to call for help.

“Bingbing…”

Just as she got the mirror out but before she could speak, a hand suddenly reached out, gripping her wrist tightly.

Startled, Li Mumu turned to see the blind man clutching her.

How did you get so close to me?

Really seeing a ghost today!

Blind Su remained silent, a bizarre smile on his face, as the skin on his arm peeled away piece by piece, turning into writhing tentacles binding Li Mumu’s arm and the bronze mirror, severing her connection with the mirror with such strange means, while the tentacles reached for her head.

Li Mumu’s shadow stretched suddenly beneath her feet, opening a crack connecting to the Dreamland.

Wendy, with a tattered hood, appeared behind her, raising her scythe, swinging heavily at Blind Su.

The sickly white scythe transformed into a triple blade in the air, swiftly cleaving Blind Su’s head in half.

Yet, Wendy’s face showed surprise; this swing felt like cutting through an empty shell.

Suddenly, the surrounding space became unbearably confined, and Li Mumu’s silhouette before Wendy grew enormously.

Of course, it wasn’t that Li Mumu became bigger.

Li Mumu, frightened, watched the withered old monk emerge from Blind Su’s shell, reaching out with another hand to catch a simplistic-looking glass bottle.

The connection between herself and Wendy was cut off, and inside that glass bottle, Wendy’s miniature figure appeared, like a captured firefly, darting about within the bottle, unable to escape.

The next moment, her view of the world became unclear and foggy, as if looking at the moon in water; the surrounding space abruptly constricted.

The old monk smiled, bringing the two glass bottles in his hand before the seemingly petrified little girl.

“Little miss, would you like to accept this gift?”

Xu Huange stared dumbfounded at the two bottles, where the flames inside flickered and changed constantly, but no matter how the people inside struggled, they appeared no stronger than insects to those outside.

Beautiful, yet terrifying.

“Who exactly are you?”

Xu Huange asked, nibbling her finger.

The old monk smiled, “If you’re willing to become my disciple, I’ll tell you my name.”

Xu Huange tilted her head, “My grandma is really formidable, aren’t you afraid?”

“A mere woman, nothing to be afraid of.”

“My grandpa is even more formidable, aren’t you afraid of him either?”

The smile on the old monk’s face froze.

He seemed reluctant to answer this question.

Though, this question spiraled in his mind for just a second before he opened his mouth, “You…”

Before he could finish, a sudden change occurred behind him.

A dazzling sword light that could not be faced sliced through the sky, like a white rainbow piercing the sun!

Upon realizing that the opponent’s strength far surpassed expectations, Wang Yunxiao unhesitatingly crushed a walnut he had just acquired.

This walnut was not meant to be used this way.

According to Wang Yunxiao’s shallow understanding, the walnut contained gentle and peaceful sword qi. By holding it and playing with it daily, he could use the sword qi to temper his body while comprehending the sword intent within.

But given the current situation, he could only make a one-time trade.

He didn’t really understand sword intent; after all, he practiced the way of the Government Soldier, not a Ranger.

To the Military Sect, nothing was off-limits, naturally using whatever weapon was at hand, killing the enemy as the primary task!

The walnut shattered, sword qi erupted, suddenly surging three thousand feet, heavens and earth shattered!