Councilman Zhang's figure flickered for an instant, and he appeared before the two of them.
Drawing his blade, the edge gleamed with a chilling light.
The Space Freeze domain suddenly shattered.
He failed to notice his back.
A peerlessly elegant silhouette cast a cold and disdainful glance at him, an expression of aloofness in her eyes.
It was as if she were looking at an ant.
Shock flashed through Councilman Zhang's pupils.
Gu Jianlin raised both hands, the four Ghost Hands behind him suddenly released pitch-black flashes!
Black flashes erupted, but were effortlessly torn apart by fleetingly cold light!
Even the space was shredded, leaving an appalling rift.
Behind the tear, a glimpse of the primal darkness of the universe emerged faintly!
Tang Ling barked sharply, stepping forward, wielding thunderous light!
Sword Qi, sword momentum, Heart Eye, Sword Intent—
A faint sound of thunder resonated, as if the heavens themselves were enraged.
Tang Ling's sword gathered momentum for an instant, brewing the energy of an Azure Sea collapsing. When unleashed, it was like a tidal wave attacking the heavens, the erupting Sword Qi surging forth like a sea tide, utterly inescapable!
On top of that, lightning entwined the Sword Qi, bringing unparalleled destructive power!
At the brink of life and death, Councilman Zhang retreated hastily under the boost of Divine Speed Force.
Virtualization was too late, yet he felt that no matter how fast he was, evasion was impossible!
The Sword Qi pursued him relentlessly!
At the final moment, a fissure suddenly split open on his forehead, revealing a pale eye. It emitted a bizarre light that shone upon the advancing Sword Qi!
The Sword Qi petrified inch by inch, shattering explosively!
Mythical Weapon—Medusa's Eyes!
Next came the deafening cry of the blade!
The tachi in his hand trembled violently, as if countless souls imprisoned in hell were screaming in agony. The void itself quaked madly, rippling countless waves, nearly tearing apart.
Gu Jianlin and Tang Ling's spirituality trembled under the influence, like rippling water, unable to stay still.
The sword naturally collapsed too!
Fifth-Order Moon Master's ability—Soul Blade Sound!
A vast gash was torn across Councilman Zhang's chest by the Sword Qi, charred black by the scorching thunder!
Despite unleashing all his measures, he still ended up injured!
This was the power of the Sword Tomb lineage—Tang Ling indeed possessed the combat prowess of Fifth Rank.
Gu Jianlin dove forward, shrouded by a peerlessly elegant shadow, attempting to seize a killing blow!
Councilman Zhang, clutching his wound, flashed a strange smile, abruptly darting out of the warehouse.
He pressed the instrument in his hand and declared, "Operation Bren Hill officially begins! I am the operation commander Zhang Shouheng. Encountering enemy attack on the second deck of Bren Hill's cabin, requesting support!"
Afterwards, he turned and retreated swiftly, vanishing like an apparition around the corridor corner.
Tang Ling said coldly, "He must be killed."
Her breath abruptly shifted rhythm, syncing with the harmony of heaven and earth!
Breathing Technique·Distanceless Realm!
Once the breath altered, her form seemed encircled by invisible winds.
Gu Jianlin's eyes flashed with surprise; the domain enveloped even him.
Their bodies instantly felt lighter, their running speed merging seamlessly with the wind.
An explosion sounded from the first deck of the cabin, causing countless ripples in Life Rhythm.
It seemed the Ancient God's Blood had appeared, triggering a direct scramble!
"Requesting support, evolvers have appeared on Bren Hill's second cabin deck, wielding the power of the Evolution Path, highly dangerous!" Councilman Zhang's voice echoed from the corridor's end, as if sneering coldly.
This was the method of The Order of the Hidden.
They infiltrated every organization, clawing their way to positions of power, holding absolute authority.
Truth could be twisted to lies.
And in this very moment, Gu Jianlin and Tang Ling felt their blood run cold.
A supremely powerful presence descended from above.
Mercilessly locking onto them!
Sure enough, they had truly drawn the Saint from the Judgement Court.
Gu Jianlin felt as if he had fallen into an icy abyss, his body gradually freezing. His blood felt cold, as though someone somewhere in the shadows had cast an unyielding glance, locking onto his back.
Tang Ling was no exception—her proud and aloof face turned ashen as if frozen. Their movements slowed; icy frost formed with every step, leaving them almost immobile!
It felt as though they had fallen straight into hell, the overwhelming pressure nearly stopping their hearts.
This was the colossal, crushing might of the Holy Land Level—like the heavens collapsing and the earth tearing apart, an invisible force field locking onto them completely, its killing intent as fathomless as the ocean, almost suffocating their souls!
At this moment, these two arrogant and fearless rebels lost their fighting spirit.
This was absolute rank suppression.
No matter how talented they were, they stood no chance against the Holy Land Level's pressure.
Tang Ling asked softly.
Gu Jianlin remained expressionless, showing no sign he felt he might die.
For he trusted his teacher and senior apprentice brother.
"Don't be afraid, keep chasing."
At that moment, a new message arrived on his phone.
The Bren Hill trembled violently, the massive cruise ship almost capsizing amidst the shaking.