He stared at Wang Longhu in shock, feeling a sharp, tearing pain in his lungs.
At their level of power, any injury to their body would be immediately apparent.
Jiang Tianzhen was already aware that his lungs had sustained internal injuries from Wang Longhu’s punch. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel⸺fire.net
The strength of this man must have surpassed the Power of One Elephant!
"Fire! Open fire quickly!"
At that moment, Jiang Xuanhe, who was lying on the high mountain wall, suddenly shouted, a smile of excitement and joy appearing on his face.
At this moment, both Wang Longhu and Jiang Tianzhen were below, presenting the best opportunity to eliminate these two for good.
No matter how strong a Grandmaster of Gang Qi might be, could they withstand the dense barrage of thousands of bullets?
As long as those two died, the White Lotus Society would still be under Jiang Xuanhe’s control, and with Jiang Tianzhen dead, Jiang Xuanhe would have no worries about leading the White Lotus Society in the future.
As soon as he finished speaking, the twenty automatic machine gun turrets and laser weapons mounted on the mountain walls next to the iron bridge unleashed their fiercest firepower.
A relentless barrage was indiscriminately directed at Wang Longhu, who was clutching the railing, and Jiang Tianzhen, who was embedded in the mountainside.
No matter how strong Wang Longhu’s physique was, he was, after all, just flesh and blood.
He could fend off knives and sticks without issue and even catch a bullet or two with his bare hands.
But when faced with the web of thousands of bullets and laser beams, Wang Longhu felt a deep sense of impending doom.
He quickly let go, allowing himself to fall into the depths of the pit. Even if he died from the fall, it was better than being turned into a sieve by bullets.
"Jiang Xuanhe!" Jiang Tianzhen, shot in the chest, roared in fury.
Due to the shock injury to his lungs, his reaction was not as quick as Wang Longhu’s.
Directly hit by multiple bullets, Jiang Tianzhen gritted his teeth, climbed out of the pit, and bravely jumped into the depths, following Wang Longhu’s actions.
"Hahaha!" Watching the silhouettes of the two masters vanish into the infinite darkness of the pit, Jiang Xuanhe was ecstatic, laughing loudly.
This deep pit in the shelter, during the early years when the White Lotus Society was searching for a headquarters, had already been investigated.
It was over seven hundred meters deep, and the terrain became increasingly narrow as one descended, with no exit to the outside world.
Anyone who fell in had no outcome other than being trapped to death.
Jiang Xuanhe only needed to block and fill in the entrance of the pit to bury Wang Longhu and Jiang Tianzhen alive underground.
"Hmm?" Jiang Xuanhe turned his gaze to Zhang Yuanying at the entrance, a gleam of menace in his eyes.
This matter must not be known to outsiders, and Zhang Yuanying, being on the matron’s side, was an outsider to Jiang Xuanhe.
Sensing the intent to kill, Zhang Yuanying knew she couldn’t escape today. In a quick thought, she kicked the ice block holding Daoist Tianle into the pit.
Then she jumped in after it, preferring to die from the fall than at the hands of Jiang Xuanhe.
"Clever of you." Jiang Xuanhe snorted irritably; although he knew these people would die from the fall,
the fact that he hadn’t killed them directly left him feeling uneasy.
The falling speed was increasing rapidly. At this rate, if they hit the bottom of the pit, even a piece of iron wouldn’t be able to withstand it.
Wang Longhu suddenly extended his hand into the adjacent mountain wall, his five fingers like iron stakes, embedding directly into the rock.
The hard rock was as fragile as tofu in front of Wang Longhu’s fingers, leaving five grooves seven to eight meters long.
Only then did he manage to barely stop his fall, allowing him to hang in mid-air.
"How deep is this place? I feel like I’ve already descended almost three hundred meters, and still can’t see the bottom." Wang Longhu looked down, frowning in thought.
He had to descend to this distance, because if he only descended a hundred meters or so, the machine gun turrets could still lock onto him with infrared scans.
If Jiang Xuanhe kept guarding the top, Wang Longhu would have no way to exit through the passage he came from.
Soon after, Wang Longhu noticed a figure falling from above.
This place was pitch black, but Wang Longhu’s eyesight was different from ordinary people; he immediately recognized the figure as Jiang Tianzhen.
Jiang Tianzhen’s figure flashed by, continuing to plummet downward.
Wang Longhu sighed in relief and continued climbing downward.
At this moment, he noticed something else falling from above, surprisingly a large block of ice and a woman’s figure.
"What’s happening!" Wang Longhu was surprised; it was Daoist Tianle and Zhang Yuanying.
With Zhang Yuanying being someone he had to bring back home, Wang Longhu, without a thought, leapt up and kicked the ice block into the nearby mountainside.
He then caught Zhang Yuanying by the waist and swung to the opposite mountainside using the momentum from his leap.
With one hand, Wang Longhu dug five holes into the rock, securing himself, while looking down to ask, "Why did you come down too?"
Zhang Yuanying, who had her eyes tightly shut, opened them in joy at the familiar voice by her ear, looking incredulously at Wang Longhu in the darkness, "Why are you here?"
From the moment Zhang Yuanying jumped into the pit, she had already prepared herself for death.