Chapter 982

When Xu Jingming was still exchanging items, the Leng Yuechi sisters arrived at the finish line in their fighter jet.

At this moment, the virtual exchange list in the sky had just updated, and surrounding voices erupted in waves of astonished envy.

“Tsk, so envious—how could he exchange for so many resources? If I were the one in that fighter jet, it’d be perfect.”

Zou Jie and others from Starfire Guild also voiced their exclamations.

At this moment, Leng Yuechan narrowed her eyes, tugged at her sister Leng Yuexi’s flight suit, and transmitted a mental message:

“Sister, isn’t that Xu Jingming’s fighter jet? Could he really be inside?”

“It must be him.”

Leng Yuexi nodded, silently relieved, and transmitted back mentally:

“So he’s the one numbered 344. No wonder he didn’t stop—he was rushing here to exchange resources.”

“That’s right.”

Leng Yuechan’s face lit up with delight as she whispered in awe: “I never expected him to be this strong! He even has more Void Stones than those top-tier ninth-rank experts!”

“Since our last parting, Jingming’s strength must have improved further.”

Leng Yuexi felt quiet joy, yet a flicker of worry followed.

Black Obsidian-class fighter jets are extremely rare; few in Great Xia possess one.

With the memory of high-rank psychics, anyone who’d seen Xu Jingming’s jet a few times should recognize it.

And right now, there were many Great Xia nationals among the crowd.

If someone recognized this jet, trouble would follow!

Just as she thought this, a loud voice suddenly rang out from afar:

“I recognize it! It’s Xu Jingming! That Black Obsidian-class jet is his personal craft! I saw it when he served as the Magu Patrol Commander for Thunder Temple!”

Dammit!

Leng Yuexi’s heart lurched—someone had recognized him!

Simultaneously, the surrounding crowd erupted in chaos.

“Xu Jingming? The Aurora-class from Blue Planet? Could it really be him?”

“Very likely—Black Obsidian-class jets aren’t something just anyone can own.”

“Tsk tsk, four resources—Xu Jingming’s become rich overnight!”

“......”

The crowd buzzed with murmurs.

Inside the cockpit, Xu Jingming, having heard the voice and knowing Leo was rushing toward him, grimaced slightly.

Without the fighter jet, they could never have reached the finish line so fast.

Using the jet carried the risk of exposure—but there was no other choice.

After all, Su Qingli’s jet had been used far more often in Great Xia; using hers might have exposed them even sooner!

But he hadn’t expected recognition to come this quickly.

Still, exposure was secondary—the real problem was Leo.

At ten kilometers, the man would arrive in barely over ten seconds.

“Jingming, our identities are exposed—what now?” Su Qingli’s gaze sharpened.

“Then we stop hiding—let’s strike first!”

A grim, deadly expression hardened Xu Jingming’s face. “Eva, hack Leo’s fighter jet—buy us some time!”

“Eva received!”

The green-haired, twin-tailed little girl Eva vanished in a streak of light.

Instantly, the entire fighter jet was retracted into Xu Jingming’s space ring, revealing their two figures.

“It’s Xu Jingming and his teacher Su Qingli! It really is them!”

“Tsk, no wonder the Aurora-class can gather over fifteen million Void Stones!”

“Envious—if only those Void Stones were mine.”

“......”

A wave of stunned exclamations rose from below.

Catherine, Leng Yuechi and her sister, who knew Xu Jingming, wore expressions of concern.

But most psychics were merely watching the spectacle; some stronger ones glinted with cold eyes, itching to act.

Yet before they could move further—

A sharp crack—thunder, thick as a water barrel, suddenly split from the sky!

It obliterated the Great Xia man who had just exposed Xu Jingming’s identity into ash.

“I only want to take the resources. Don’t make any other moves—or you’ll be killed.”

Crackling—

Wild Chaotic Divine Thunder swirled around Xu Jingming’s body.

He had entered Thunderstorm State; his Thunder Dragon Wings fluttered faintly behind him.

Though he made no other motion, a chilling aura of slaughter swept toward them all.

Lower-rank fifth- and sixth-rank psychics felt their hearts pound uncontrollably, too terrified to meet his gaze.

Even higher seventh- and eighth-rank psychics froze stiff, as if pinned by a supreme expert’s gaze!

Beside him, Su Qingli’s curvaceous form was wreathed in swirling emerald thunder, her presence equally terrifying.

Under the pressure of their combined auras, the previously noisy crowd fell utterly silent.

“It’s that guy, Xu Jingming!”

In the crowd, Ryan’s face burned with rage—but he was powerless.

Back in the realm, Xu Jingming had already been stronger than him.

Now that Xu Jingming had grown further while he remained stagnant, he had no way to challenge him.

“Lord Heiyu, please hurry and deliver the resources.”

Xu Jingming spoke, still channeling Chaotic Divine Thunder.

“Relax, they’re coming right away.”

Heiyu remained leisurely, clearly determined to watch the show.

Xu Jingming frowned but said nothing.

Meanwhile, ten kilometers away, Eva effortlessly seized control of Leo’s fighter jet.

But as soon as she steered it one kilometer in the opposite direction, Leo sensed the anomaly.

“Damn artificial intelligence!”

Leo snarled and retracted his jet into his space ring.

Blood qi surged—he shot toward the finish line like a falling meteor.

When still seven kilometers from the finish, he sensed the situation there via mental projection.

“Xu Jingming?! It’s you! The one numbered 344!”

Leo instantly recognized Xu Jingming’s identity.

Simultaneously, at the finish line, Heiyu sliced open the air like a curtain and withdrew several items.

Among them, a vial filled with crimson blood emitted a lethal allure—even from seven kilometers away!

“Supreme God Blood!”

Leo panicked. “Owen! Stop Xu Jingming! I’ll grant you the eternal friendship of the Lei Ding family!”

His deep voice rolled like thunder across the sky.

Instantly, a crushing ninth-rank peak aura erupted like a volcanic explosion!

“It’s Lord Lei! He’s here?!”

“Look at him—he’s determined to claim it!”

The crowd, now calm, erupted again, all eyes turning to the middle-aged man standing in the sky.

Owen!

Ninth-rank Mid-level Martial Saint!

At this moment, Owen’s expression shifted rapidly.

He was a lone-wolf psychic with no faction allegiance.

The friendship of the Lei Ding family was an irresistible temptation to him.

“Just hold him for a few seconds—shouldn’t be a problem.”

Owen gritted his teeth, activated his psychic ability, and unleashed his ninth-rank mid-level aura in a thunderous burst!

“Xu Jingming! Don’t blame me! Blame yourself for possessing what you shouldn’t!”

Owen’s blood qi surged, transforming into a tidal wave of crimson that crashed toward Xu Jingming.

Xu Jingming had three ninth-rank combatants—he dared not close in.

All he needed was to delay until Leo arrived—then his task was done.

But at that moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

Amid suffocating pressure, black thunder coalesced in the heavens, forming a colossal sword that crashed down upon Owen!

Crackling—

Thunder roared as endless Chaotic Divine Thunder erupted, swallowing Owen whole.

"No!!"

Amidst a scream, Lei Ting reduced his body to charred ash.

The recovery speed of the indestructible substance could not match the speed of destruction.

Before the stunned gaze of everyone present, the Chaotic Divine Thunder obliterated him in an instant.

PS: Today there’s still only one chapter; I’ll make up two tomorrow......