"Hurry up, hurry up, don’t let the other teams get ahead! As far as I know, there are several others eyeing the Snake Mother Gang and looking to earn some merit!"
Zhou Xiaogang wiped his long spear. In the Forbidden Zone, even kinetic weapons couldn’t be used properly, so they were equipped with the simplest and most primitive cold weapons.
"This is a potion to enhance psychic resistance. Everyone take one."
As the team’s medical officer, Xu Lan distributed the bagged potion patches.
The greatest nemesis of Spiritual Ability Users was the Silent Force Field, followed by Martial Artists with excessively strong Divine Will.
Especially in ancient times, when everyone walked the Old Martial Road, those young prodigies who had broken the Divine Barrier Limit and achieved Divine Residence Inner World were practically assassins of Spiritual Ability Users.
Of course, with prior precautions, taking medication to increase psychic resistance could also have a defensive effect.
Yuan Zheng led the team members deeper in, sprinting three to five miles and spotting a slaughterhouse.
By this time, it was somewhat dark, making it easier for them to hide. The gate, large enough to accommodate two trucks side by side, was tightly closed, with not even a guard left behind.
This made Yuan Zheng smell something unusual. He exchanged a look with Jiang Hao, who said,
"Brother Yuan, maybe someone else got here first."
Yuan Zheng’s heart skipped a beat, but he restrained his restless emotions and sent Zhou Xiaogang, the most agile one, to scout ahead.
"Wait for my signal."
Zhou Xiaogang put away his retractable long spear, splitting it into two short arms, and like a gecko, he clung to the wall, quickly scaling the tall wall and sneaking into the factory.
As time ticked by, the slaughterhouse seemed like a giant beast devouring sounds, emitting no noise.
Jiang Hao lost his patience and hesitantly said,
"Xiaogang wouldn’t be so incompetent that he couldn’t even send out a signal before getting caught."
Yuan Zheng’s eyes were sharp, staring at the brightly lit factory, his heart wavering:
"Xiao Lan, if I haven’t come out in five minutes, you run! Report this intel to the Inspection Department!"
He decided to take a risk; he couldn’t just watch Zhou Xiaogang get trapped in the Forbidden Zone.
Yuan Zheng and Jiang Hao each placed the cool patches on their temples, the most susceptible spot to spiritual influence.
Then they chewed a few bitter pills to remind themselves to stay focused.
After preparing, Yuan Zheng and Jiang Hao stormed into the slaughterhouse one after the other.
The vast factory showed no trace of living beings, only the semi-automated mechanical facilities operating as usual. Animals to be slaughtered hung on iron rails, with platforms below to place cut meat and innards. Workers used to stand on both sides to work.
Yuan Zheng’s pupils shrank next; he and Jiang Hao saw a scene they would never forget.
Human bodies, stripped of clothes and bleeding profusely, hung on the automatic rail hooks!
They were still alive!
From their wide-open eyes filled with fear, Yuan Zheng judged that these people were still alive!
But for some reason, they couldn’t speak, hanging like livestock.
"Brother Yuan, look, isn’t that Old Luo?"
Jiang Hao suddenly cried out.
Yuan Zheng looked in the direction he pointed and suddenly gasped:
"Luo Dawei from Squad Six! How did he..."
Fear surged in Yuan Zheng’s heart as he carefully recognized that these bleeding bodies mostly belonged to the team members participating in the Sword Sharpening operation, with a few dressed like Snake Mother Gang members.
"Brother Yuan, do you think Xiaogang is also..."
Before Jiang Hao could finish, the sound of polished shoes on the ground echoed. A man in a black suit appeared before them.
He was in his early thirties, with regular features and fair skin. If he wore glasses, he would have seemed scholarly.
The only thing that marred his face was his green eyes and the rhombus mark on his forehead.
Yuan Zheng glared at Zhou Xiaogang being dragged like a dead dog, murderous intent in his eyes.
"More visitors. Today is quite lively."
The man in the black suit, called Fang Xin, grinned.
"I recognize you, the famous security expert of the Tai’an Metropolitan Area. Yuan... what was it?"
He casually kicked the seemingly broken-boned Zhou Xiaogang and asked gently:
"Hey, tell me, Yuan what?"
Zhou Xiaogang stretched his neck, looking at his teammates. Suddenly, with the last bit of strength, he shouted:
"Run! He’s mid-level Holy Embryo!"
Mid-level Holy Embryo.
Yuan Zheng and Jiang Hao felt chills down their spines. How could such a high-level spiritual cultivation exist in such a tightly electronically sealed Forbidden Zone?
With a bang, they broke the air, simultaneously retreating!
If Meditation was merely touching the surface of spiritual cultivation, like learning to swim,
then the Holy Embryo was like sailing out to sea, truly venturing in the Netherworld.
It was the union of spirit and energy, interfering with and manipulating matter.
In ancient times, such a person was a Qi Refiner, able to breathe fire and control thunder.
Simply put, it was a fully transitioned Mage.
For amateur level individuals like Yuan Zheng and Jiang Hao, who hadn’t even touched the embryonic form of the Life Energy Domain, there was no hope of victory.
A faint greenish glow emanated from Fang Xin’s body, fluctuating with the wind,
With a flick of his hand, the air suddenly exploded. Two small snakes seemed to gather out of thin air, darting like lightning towards the two who were about to climb over the wall.