Almost in an instant, the bright sunlight in the sky disappeared, replaced by an oppressive dimness as dark as ink.
Above the urban area, large swaths of dark clouds slowly rotated like a vortex, with howling winds from who-knows-where whipping up one bizarre sound after another, as if the sky was weeping bitterly.
The gathered dark clouds layered upon each other, brewing rain within, making the dimness of the sky even denser.
For a moment, screams and cries rose and fell one after another outside the urban area.
“Run! Run away quick!!”
“The world is going to be destroyed!”
“Who can contact Lu Bai? Hurry and get him to stop.”
“It’s all your fault, all your fault for angering that guy.”
Chaos erupted again on the streets, quickly escalating to an uncontrollable level.
However, after Lu Bai’s recent operation to erase the sun, the civilians were already panicked, their tense moods like waiting for judgment to fall.
Even though the disturbance Lu Bai created this time did not target these ordinary civilians, under the influence of the sheep herd effect, no one could remain calm.
Even the police officers maintaining order were flustered and fleeing in all directions.
In less than a minute, hundreds of car accidents occurred one after another, and the entire city’s traffic system collapsed on the spot.
If someone climbed high and looked out at this moment, they would see the whole Jiangyu City in chaos, with no place able to maintain order.
……
Unlike the chaotic scenes in the surrounding areas.
The initial location where this disturbance occurred was now plunged into deathly silence.
All the death fighters present silently watched Lu Bai’s figure, racking their brains to analyze what combination of abilities had produced this effect.
Even without certainty on how much actual combat power it held, this disturbance was truly too exaggerated.
Lu Bai soon gave them the answer.
He held Long Fang and took a step forward.
That foot did not land on the ground as normal but remained suspended, as if stepping on an invisible air staircase.
Another step forward, and he ascended step by step.
His footsteps were unhurried, exuding a unique elegance.
Under the stunned gazes of the many death fighters, Lu Bai finally stopped, steadily hovering at a position nearly seven or eight meters from the ground.
“Damn! Your no-fly is malfunctioning?”
A death fighter growled lowly at his teammate.
“No, it’s still active.”
His teammate was equally puzzled, not understanding how Lu Bai had achieved this.
Lu Bai naturally would not explain; he slightly raised his chin and spread his arms.
Deep black paint surged around him, gradually refining into black lines. On closer inspection, they seemed to carry densely packed anomalous text.
These black paint inscriptions swirled around him, as if performing some pious religious ritual, celebrating the descent of a god.
Lu Bai looked toward a civilian house on the third floor nearby, his brows slightly furrowed, seemingly displeased that the house was taller than him.
He casually extended his left hand and waved it lightly in front of him.
Invisible power howled forth, like exploding drumbeats ringing out at the right moment; this civilian house, along with numerous houses behind it, were all pushed over by this force.
The rumbling was like a tsunami, with massive building debris splashing in all directions, kicking up dust everywhere.
But his actions did not stop there.
Watching this scene, he indifferently raised Long Fang high in his hand.
Then, aiming at the position of Guan Shen and Chang Tiger, he slashed down smoothly.
It was worth noting that his movements appeared soft and weak, as if without much force, yet the destruction caused was utterly terrifying.
One slash downward.
Crack~
Space seemed to stagnate, then quietly shattered like glass.
Before the attack carrying lethality even arrived, the cement ground beneath had already cracked open under the influence of some mysterious power.
Like a piece of bread violently torn apart, with no room for resistance, and the cracks extremely irregular.
Rumble!!!
The slash landed, the sudden roar making eardrums ring as the ground trembled.
On both sides of the slash, dust rose fully dozens of meters high.
The might of one slash extended fully hundreds of meters, and at the center of the slash, even the air was completely squeezed out.
Like the mythic feat of Moses parting the sea, leaving all who witnessed it in an indescribable state of extreme shock.
And among them, the one with the most intense emotions was the high school student nicknamed Ya Bo.
Before acting, Lu Bai had already applied a barrier to these two junior high school students, ensuring Ya Bo could get the best viewing experience.
The result was obvious.
“You see! Did you see that? That’s the Heavenly Emperor!”
“That’s the Old Ruler!”
“So damn cool, holy shit.”
Ya Bo was now red-faced and thick-necked, yanking his friend and howling nonstop, constantly providing Lu Bai with all sorts of abilities, including some quite bizarre amplification effects.
However, in contrast to these two junior high school students were the death fighters present.
They felt immense despair.
Because the power Lu Bai displayed was simply too overwhelming, an absolute crushing without blind spots.
Just a casual wave of the hand and swing of the blade.
The number of death fighters affected and killed was probably no less than ten.
This destructive power had reached the scope of being invincible.
The vast majority of death fighters who mastered two gold level abilities, even going all out, were far from matching it.
“Pfft!”
Chang Tiger spat a mouthful of saliva, staggering to his feet, nearly falling back, only managing to stay upright with the parasitic organism supporting him.
He had always prepared to run beforehand and had tried to dodge when Lu Bai swung the blade.
Unfortunately, he was still struck by a flying prefabricated slab, breaking one leg.
Chang Tiger steadied his mind and looked toward Lu Bai in midair, his gaze filled with disbelief.
A bearded man death fighter crawled out from the ruins, covered in dust and dirt as he scanned the surroundings and scolded loudly.
“If you don’t want to wait for death, use whatever skills you have now!”
Truth be told, though many teams of death fighters were taken out by Lu Bai’s first wave due to slow reactions.
The remaining number of death fighters was still considerable.
Dozens of gold level abilities could casually combine into abnormally exaggerated effects.
It was just that without prior communication among themselves, it was hard to achieve effective coordination in the heat of the moment.
Might as well ignore the rest for now and successively apply several layers of negative buffs to Lu Bai’s head.
Logically, it should at least blunt some of his edge, right?
But Lu Bai seemed unaffected, every seemingly casual swing of the blade.
Landing on the ground as despair-inducing catastrophes.