"I must escape from here!!"
Between the buildings of the Earth Castle, a woman dressed in a black chiffon dress walked quickly with a somber expression, while several figures in black robes behind her were all bewildered.
Why was Devil Moon protector so eager to leave Suluo?
And moreover, not returning to Chi Country, but going to other small countries?
Everyone was puzzled, but it didn’t take long.
A missile exploded nearby, and the originally peaceful city was ignited in an instant.
Dirt splashed, windows shattered.
In the chaos, some screamed in fear, others fell sobbing.
Devil Moon dodged the incoming missile, and a subordinate behind her was blasted to smithereens.
Blood splattered, and the boom filled her ears.
But unexpectedly, she didn’t pay any attention, and instead stared fixedly at the forces battling in the distance, witnessing the checkpoint that was still passable being forcibly locked down.
She internally screamed, losing the composure and calmness of yesteryears.
She was so close to leaving Suluo.
Another rumble echoed, her face turned ugly, wanting to force her way through.
But in the end, several Fourth-Order Transformed People of the rebellious forces appeared nearby, she had to grit her teeth and hold back.
The voice was nearly a screech, the few surviving black robe subordinates looked frightened, quickly following along.
After all, in such chaos.
Even a Martial Arts Grandmaster could only barely protect themselves, let alone them?
At the same time, a flying device pierced through the sky, entering Suluo.
Chen Feng sat on the seat in the cabin, watching the virtual light screen of the outside scenery, his gaze somewhat fluctuating.
This was his first time leaving Chi Country, leaving his familiar homeland.
Lin Hao also sighed, looking down at the city below.
Suluo’s Pula City, also the city closest to Chi Country, bordering Luo River.
The earthen castle-like buildings, dried wooden poles inserted horizontally between the buildings, hanging clothes to dry.
The hardened roads between cities were sparse, cars were the ordinary models Chi Country had already eliminated over ten years ago, needless to mention flying cars and the likes.
Figures stood or looked up from the mud house windows on the streets, skin tan-yellow, all wrapped in thick woolen clothes, or wearing old-fashioned wide-collar leather jackets from Chi Country’s last century.
Zhou Wuren also sighed, his expression a bit complex.
The technology here and in Chi Country seemed to be a century apart.
But perhaps, because of this, the influence of Martial Arts Grandmasters here was stronger than theirs.
"You two, we’ll land in Pula City first, then switch to cars."
"The exchange location agreed with the Duowa Sect is in the neighboring Duowa City, which is the center of their sect. Going by car is their last baseline for martial arts exchange."
The military man explained, Chen Feng and the others roughly understood the meaning.
The people of the Duowa Sect were quite resistant to technology, at least in the civil sphere.
Perhaps out of a desire for martial arts to have a more exalted status, or perhaps deceiving themselves, not wanting the lower classes to know a more advanced technological lifestyle.
In short, foreign high-tech products were not allowed to appear in the civil sphere or even trade.
"I heard communications in Suluo were sealed, not allowing connection to the external network?"
Cao Tong asked curiously, this was the news he heard.
The military man nodded in response, Chen Feng and the others exchanged glances, all increasingly sensing the isolation of Suluo.
"By the way, Master Chen."
Looking at Chen Feng, the military man explained with a smile: "This martial arts exchange is important. To avoid targeting from Suluo’s Grandmasters, we specifically sealed the news of your battle at Xiang Mountain."
"Hope it can bring unexpected surprises, adding to your support."
His tone was sincere, meanwhile handing over a document, detailing famous Martial Arts Grandmasters in Suluo, with detailed intelligence on their True Skill characteristics.
Clearly, careful consideration had been made, trusting Chen Feng’s strength, but also worried about being deliberately targeted, capsizing in the gutter.
Chen Feng naturally didn’t mind.
Moreover, he also recalled Siwa’s deliberate provocation, precisely to test his strength.
Both sides had their thoughts and ideas, all prepared ahead.
Finally, a few minutes later.
Under the envious and curious gazes from below the city.
The flying device arrived above a modern enough building in Pula City, with flags fluttering in the wind.
This was the Chi Country’s consulate in Suluo, looking down, several Chi Country military armored vehicles and flying devices were stationed, also garrisoned by dozens of camouflage soldiers.
Transformed People and Mechanical Martial were both hidden, guarding the place.
Air currents lifted, blowing the flags and the rows of green trees in the building’s open area.
The cabin door opened, everyone disembarked one after another.
Several figures have already been waiting here to greet them.
"Master Chen, Master Zhou."
A man in his thirties wearing camouflage, a square face, quite sturdy, was evidently Han Chao who arrived in Suluo earlier.
Beside him were several consulate members, and those with brown skin, obviously people from Suluo.
Chen Feng and the others nodded in response, shaking hands one by one.
The other side introduced those beside him with a smile, focusing on the few accompanying Suluo people.
The person at the forefront wore a brown camouflage coat, middle-aged, a high-ranking officer in Suluo, quite stern.
He shook hands briefly, his tone flat, his skin dark, giving a sense of iron-bloodedness.
Through the translator he carried, Chen Feng understood the other’s words.