246: Chapter 246 One Strike, and He Saw His Other Half!

That middle-aged man finally moved.

He sighed.

"Enough."

The 9th Realm aura crushed down overwhelmingly!

"Boom—!"

The invisible force field fell like a canopy of heaven, covering the entire battlefield!

The three thousand hundred-meter Prison-Suppressing Giants paused simultaneously.

Their movements became sluggish.

The suppression of lower-Realm Martial Artists by a 9th Realm expert was practically a dimensional-level crushing.

Even with the blessing of the Ten Directions Prison-Suppressing Manifestation, the actual bodies of the three thousand people were only at the 2nd, 3rd, or Fourth Realm. Facing the 9th Realm pressure, the instinctive submission deep within their Souls was irresistible.

The three thousand people were still moving.

But it was obviously much slower, like throwing a punch halfway and getting stuck.

This feeling...

It was like having your pipe pinched halfway through urinating.

Su Ming raised his hand.

The three Zhenxing Guards scattered.

The fifteen-meter-tall dark gold mechanical soldiers burst forth, locking onto three directions and three landing points to surround the middle-aged man in the center.

The middle-aged man frowned.

Before he could react, the three Zhenxing Guards raised their arms simultaneously, energy gathering in their palms!

"Hum—!"

Three light-blue light shields simultaneously expanded, intersecting and weaving together in mid-air, spreading to both sides and merging into one to form a closed spherical force field that encased the middle-aged man inside.

The inner walls of the force field flowed with deep-blue energy patterns, forming a seamless whole.

Only entering, not exiting.

The aura was isolated.

The pressure suddenly dissipated!

The three thousand Wilderness Suppression Bureau soldiers breathed a simultaneous sigh of relief.

They collapsed and sat all over the ground.

Inside the force field, the middle-aged man tentatively struck out with a palm, his Protective Aura slamming against the inner wall of the force field...

"Hum!"

Ripples spread, but the force field remained completely motionless.

Blocked?

His expression changed slightly.

His gaze locked onto the three mechanical creations.

"Are these really at the 9th Realm?"

Impossible! The Dragon Kingdom does not have this technology; all of the Dragon Kingdom's research institutions tied together could not build this kind of thing!

Unless...

He suddenly turned his head to look at the original volcanic crater.

The ruins!

Products within the ruins!

If he could obtain the manufacturing blueprints and mass-produce mechanical soldiers of the 9th Realm, or even the 10th and 11th Realms...

Who else could suppress me?

Who would still act like a dog for Chu Qingcang!

He clenched his fists, his breathing growing a bit heavy.

Outside the force field.

Su Ming held his spear in one hand.

A 9th Realm Martial Artist,

an opponent full of pressure.

His comprehension of Spear Intent was just lacking a hair's breadth; perhaps at this moment, he could help himself kick open that door.

Although the Flame Prison Ancient Flood Dragon was strong,

its intelligence was limited, its fighting style was single-faceted, and it didn't possess the oppression of a true Martial Artist.

The fellow in front of him...

Su Ming's mouth split open into a grin.

Splendid!

He strode toward the force field.

...

Administration Bureau headquarters.

Inside the conference room.

There were only three people.

An old man leaned against the back of his chair, his withered fingers gently tapping on the table.

The staff officer stood to one side with a solemn expression.

City Lord Lin Yue sat in a chair, propping his feet up on another chair, arms crossed, dozing off with half-closed eyes.

"You trust him just like that?" the old man spoke.

City Lord Lin Yue didn't open his eyes.

"Mm."

"The 9th Realm is no joke."

The old man lowered his voice slightly, "A Law Manifestation Realm Martial Artist's mastery over the Laws of heaven and earth has already initially taken shape, their will manifesting as a manifestation, and with a single thought, the great might of heaven and earth gathers upon them. Wanting to fight across Realms..."

"Is practically impossible."

"I know."

City Lord Lin Yue interrupted him.

His voice was lazy, but his tone was resolute.

"It really is quite precarious..."

He lifted his gaze, glancing at the old man. "But he can pull it off, the unreasonable kind."

City Lord Lin Yue sat up a bit straight.

"You haven't truly interacted with Su Ming; you can't understand his kind of..."

"perverted degree."

The corner of his mouth twitched.

It was as if he were reminiscing.

"If he were the same age as me..."

"No, if Su Ming had been born ten... five years earlier, he would have beaten me to the point where I couldn't even take care of myself."

When these words dropped, the conference room fell silent.

The staff officer's eyelids twitched.

The old man leaned back in his chair, remaining silent for a long time. Coming from City Lord Lin Yue's mouth, these words carried immense weight.

City Lord Lin Yue's lazy voice drifted over.

"Keep a tight watch on Chu Qingcang. As for Su Ming's side..."

"He will give us a surprise."

...

Dead Silence Forbidden Zone.

Outside the force field.

The three thousand Wilderness Suppression Bureau soldiers had finished their work.

Five thousand Dingan Prefecture Martial Artists lay sprawled all over the ground, groaning and moaning, with not a single one standing.

This bunch didn't know their own strength; several Dingan Prefecture Martial Artists looked almost dead.

The giants sat in twos and threes on the ground.

...watching the show.

"Boom—!"

An Adjudicator smashed down with a punch!

Zhou Henian directly vanished.

The ground unexpectedly had a human-shaped crater. Three seconds later, he crawled out of the pit, his face covered in blood and mud. Just as he stood steady...

Another Adjudicator flashed in from behind.

It smashed a punch toward Zhou Henian's lower back.

"Pfft—!"

Zhou Henian spewed blood foam as he tumbled forward. The moment he hit the ground, the first Adjudicator had already appeared above him.

Both fists smashed down together!

"Bang—!"

He was hammered back into the ground, with only his two legs left kicking outside.

One of the Adjudicators appeared behind Zhou Henian, thrusting a fist straight into that gap.

"Hiss—"

Everyone collectively drew in a cold breath.

"Holy shit! It hurts just looking at it!"

"Brother Ming's Adjudicator is simply filthy... awesomely cool! It thrust a fist right in from behind? Th-th-th-is... couldn't it have driven the Prefecture Lord all the way to Chengdu?"

"Ha?"

A rookie recruit leaned over with a face full of worry.

"Um... shouldn't we care about Brother Ming? He's facing a 9th Realm Martial Artist all by himself..."

A veteran beside him slapped him across the back of the head.

"Eaten too much? Wasting your energy worrying about that?"

The veteran crossed his legs, his tone resolute.

"Brother Ming is simply a pervert."

"The reason you can have this perverted appearance today is because there's a big pervert like Brother Ming dragging you forward. Stop thinking about it and watch the show in peace."

...

Su Ming passed through the force field.

The blue ripples slid past, closing behind him.

Mr. Chen turned around.

His gaze locked on.

"Young man... are you sure?"

Su Ming held his long spear in hand, the tip pointing downward and diagonally at the ground.

"I want to test the composition of a 9th Realm Martial Artist."

Mr. Chen's smile froze for a split second, the arc of his mouth slowly flattening as coldness surfaced in the depths of his eyes.

"In that case."

He moved.

A single blade slash.

His movements were extremely fast! He went all out right from the start!

The might of the 9th Realm made his blade speed so fast that space showed subtle distortions. Before the sound of tearing air even arrived, the blade edge was already in front of him!

——Heavenly Derivation Clarity!

Pre-judging 0.5 seconds in advance!

The trajectory was clear!

Su Ming dodged to the side, the blade edge grazing past his ribs.

He dodged the first blade strike.

But his body's alarm was still screaming frantically...

Mr. Chen's blade momentum didn't stop!

He flipped his wrist.

The second blade strike followed closely behind! It connected directly from the residual momentum of the first strike without any gaps, cutting over almost flush against the afterimage of the first blade.

Su Ming saw the trajectory.

Heavenly Derivation Clarity outlined the arc of the blade, accurate to the millimeter, and his brain had already calculated the evasion route.

But...

His body couldn't keep up!

There were two major Realms of difference; the muscle reaction speed of a 7th Realm facing the attack frequency of a 9th Realm meant he could see it, but couldn't dodge it.

Since that was the case, then...

Take it!

Mr. Chen slashed upward with his blade!

"Pfft—!"

The blade light flashed.

Su Ming's vision suddenly bifurcated.

Along with Scarlet Dancer, his body was split into two halves from the crotch to the top of the head by a single blade strike.

Pain!

It hurt so much that he bared his teeth and grimaced!

Su Ming turned his head to look at the other half of himself.

His internal organs were exposed.

His spine was broken.

Blood drifted into a misty state, and within his field of vision, he could see his own beating internal organs and the snapped threads of Scarlet Dancer...