"Zhou Tianyu, listen closely. You must hold off those pursuers for five minutes and prevent them from breaking through this ten-kilometer corridor. Note, this corridor has one hundred doors, so you can retreat step by step..." Zhang Bin's voice, disguised as Rabbit King Chen Junheng, echoed in everyone's earpieces.

"Mission assured. There will be no mistakes."

A strong sense of confidence appeared on Zhou Tianyu's face as a vast aura surged from his body.

If this were an open area, he alone against fifteen SSS-Class Gene-enhanced People would be dead in less than a minute, let alone five. His death would be utterly miserable. After all, any single SSS-Class Gene-enhanced Person could rival a Nascent Soul Early Stage Cultivator, and he himself had only reached the Nascent Soul Early Stage. His strength was simply not enough to deal with so many of them.

However, the current environment was special. They were in a narrow corridor with walls made of thick, special, and extremely sturdy materials that were difficult to break through. Therefore, his enemies had no chance to surround him; they could only face him one by one. At most, the few in front could attack him simultaneously, but those behind wouldn't be able to reach him. Moreover, he could retreat repeatedly, using the doors to block his pursuers.

"The rest of you, move! You must reach the main hall within two minutes," Zhang Bin's voice resounded in their earpieces again. "Zhang Hangkui, you take the lead. We'll need your strength..."

"Understood."

Without hesitation, everyone agreed and immediately broke into a sprint. Most of the Golden Core Realm Cultivators carried a weaker member of the Special Action Team. For instance, Master Tianlong carried Zhao Dawei as he sprinted at top speed. With a series of whooshes, they vanished down the corridor in the blink of an eye.

Only Zhou Tianyu remained, standing ramrod straight before a door. The terrifying Godslayer Spear appeared in his hands, and an overwhelming aura erupted from his body. His hair and beard fluttered in the air, stirred by an unseen wind.

"You won't escape! All of you will die here!"

The fifteen SSS-Class Gene-enhanced People caught up in an instant. The man in the lead, Harold, was the most robust and powerful of the group. As soon as he saw Zhou Tianyu blocking the path, a ferocious smile spread across his face, and he raised his battle-axe high.

"Kill!"

Zhou Tianyu roared, his Godslayer Spear thrusting out like a venomous dragon. It crossed a distance of nearly a kilometer in the blink of an eye, arriving before Harold and stabbing viciously toward his heart.

"Break!"

A chillingly violent aura burst from Harold's body as he fiercely brought his axe down on the incoming spearhead.

"CLANG!"

An earth-shattering sound erupted as sparks flew, gusts howled, and space itself seemed to collapse. The murderous aura was so cold it seemed to pierce the heavens. Harold couldn't withstand the force and was sent flying backward, slamming hard against the wall and creating a human-shaped crater. The webbing between the fingers of both his hands split open from the impact, and blood flowed freely, staining the axe handle red.

Zhou Tianyu, however, only took a single step back before steadying himself completely. But far from looking pleased, his expression turned ugly. This was because the weapon he used was a Middle-Grade Magical Treasure, its power tremendously fearsome. Harold's axe, although also a magical treasure, was merely a Low-grade one. For Harold to block his attack with a Low-grade Magical Treasure demonstrated that his strength was formidable and not much less than his own.

Zhou Tianyu had cultivated painstakingly for over a thousand years. He had undergone countless trials and tribulations, advancing step by step on the path of the Dao and overcoming innumerable hardships to reach his current Nascent Soul Realm. Yet, the genetically enhanced man before him was barely in his twenties. This is grossly unfair, he thought. If the Americans can continuously produce such powerful Genetically Enhanced People, where will there be any place left for Cultivators?

His eyes filled with cold, murderous intent. He rapidly retracted the Godslayer Spear before stabbing out frantically again, roaring, "Die!"

This spear thrust was terrifying to the extreme, carrying a mountainous killing intent as it aimed for Harold's throat. It was as fast as lightning, its angle was tricky, and its timing was perfect.

If it had been just Harold alone, he would have been unable to dodge and would have been killed instantly by Zhou Tianyu's spear.

Unfortunately, fourteen equally formidable masters were right behind him. The man behind Harold, Marion, suddenly stepped forward, shielding the still-recovering Harold. He boldly brought his combat saber down on the tip of the Godslayer Spear.

CLANG!

Another earth-shattering boom erupted, igniting a spray of brilliant sparks. Marion was slightly weaker than Harold. Although he managed to block the spear, his saber was knocked from his grasp and sent flying into the air. He let out an agonized yell as he was flung to the side, slamming hard against the wall before sliding down like a painting.

Zhou Tianyu retreated another step, his hand trembling slightly. Unleashing a full-force attack with the Godslayer Spear consumed a vast amount of spirit and True Qi. After two consecutive strikes, he was already feeling the strain. However, he had not the slightest intention of fleeing. Instead, he thrust his spear out again like lightning.

This time, he unleashed his most fearsome technique: One Shot Three Kills.

The spear rotated as it thrust out, miraculously forming three spear tips that radiated a bone-chilling aura. Two of these tips aimed for Harold's and Marion's hearts, while the third targeted the throat of the next person rushing forward.

The third person to charge was a female Genetically Enhanced Human named Trudy. She was tall and muscular, with a powerful build and a chest as majestic as a mountain. In her hands, she held a massive yellow club as thick as a human thigh. Her eyes flashed with a cold light as she focused on the three incoming spear tips.

She ignored the spear tip aimed at her own throat and swung with all her might at the one targeting Harold. That must be the real spearhead, she sensed. The other two are just illusions, phantoms.

But to her horror, her club swung through empty air; the spear tip instantly dissipated into nothingness. Meanwhile, the one targeting her throat suddenly accelerated, intent on killing her.

Trudy hastily rolled to the ground to avoid the terrifying spear.

The expert behind her was a man wielding a giant sword. He let out a strange cry as he smashed his weapon down on the spear tip aimed for his chest. But he too hit nothing, as this spear tip also disintegrated, turning into specks of light before vanishing without a trace. Obviously, this was another illusion, not the real spearhead.

No! Marion is in danger!

Almost simultaneously, all the Genetically Enhanced People screamed in horror in their minds. The ones in front scrambled forward, trying to rescue Marion.

But would they be in time?