Chapter 669: Merging the Twin Spears

"What's going on?"

Others felt nothing, but Zhu Bajie and company, who were fishing in the cold pool on the mountaintop, suddenly sensed a heavy pressure descending from the horizon.

Above the thick cloud layer, a faint flash of firelight flickered.

It seemed the grand formation inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace had begun operating.

"Did the master do this?" Ao Yulie burst out of the cold pool, his medium-sized dragon body reverting to human form.

"Probably." Zhu Bajie looked up at the sky, "Is the master breaking through the formation? Or is he dissatisfied with those pills not being enough, preparing to directly overturn someone's lair?"

"... That can't be right." Ao Yulie wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The temperature seemed to be rising.

"Good, good."

After a while, no further anomalies appeared—such as the world spinning, mountains collapsing, the earth splitting, or heavenly fire descending.

Zhu Bajie guessed that Tang Luo had merely triggered the Six Ding Divine Fire, without truly intending to break out of the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

"Just triggering the Six Ding Divine Fire, with no intention of destroying the formation and furnace to escape." Zhu Bajie said.

Given Tang Luo's "familiarity" with formations, breaking the formation meant destroying it.

And destroying the grand formation inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace essentially meant destroying the furnace.

The two could be said to be indistinguishable.

"Then what is the master doing?" Ao Yulie puzzled, "What does he want to do?"

Zhu Bajie thought for a moment, then slapped his hand suddenly: "Last time the master wasn't using heavenly lightning to temper his body? Now he probably wants to go further."

It wasn't that he disliked the pills being insufficient, but that he disliked the heavenly lightning not being fierce enough.

So he directly turned to the Six Ding Divine Fire.

"Come to think of it, the eldest senior brother's fiery golden eyes were also forged in the Eight Trigrams Furnace!" Ao Yulie also found this highly plausible.

With a "precedent," given Tang Luo's nature, it was indeed very likely he would do such a thing.

"The problem is, back then the eldest senior brother also didn't directly withstand the Six Ding Divine Fire; he took a clever approach, and most likely Old Lord Lao let him off easy." Zhu Bajie said with slight concern.

The current situation is different from when Sun Wukong was inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace years ago.

There's no Old Lord Lao setting things up; just the Six Ding Divine Fire maintaining the formation won't show mercy or hold back.

To be honest, if Zhu Bajie, Ao Yulie, and the others went in, one careless move would really get them burned to death.

Tang Luo wouldn't be burned to death, but using the Six Ding Divine Fire to temper his body is truly playing with fire.

Very dangerous!

"No wonder he's the master! Doing things ordinary people wouldn't dare even think of!" After a moment's thought, Zhu Bajie immediately shouted loudly.

Never mind, let's flatter him first and talk later.

When in doubt, what to do? Everything the master says goes.

As long as we follow this principle, it's enough.

"Ow ow."

Just as Ao Yulie was preparing to follow, the Heavenly Howling Dog descended from the sky, barking loudly.

"What? I feel Yang Jian is up to something, wants us to come take a look." Ao Yulie looked at the Heavenly Howling Dog, "How did you sense that? Intuition?"

"Then let's go take a look." Zhu Bajie stood up, his "new skin" already shed more than half, half-red and half-white, looking somewhat comical, "Anyway, we can't help the master here."

Tang Luo is playing with fire; we can't join in.

Having the eldest senior brother come might barely work—except that his entire body is flammable, and facing the Threefold True Fire, Six Ding Divine Fire, and such high-end flames would put him at a disadvantage.

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On the helicopter, the two pilots stared at the walkie-talkie within easy reach but dared not take it out to use.

Without a dedicated cockpit, the helicopter's interior was entirely connected.

This meant Mu Yang behind them could clearly see what they were doing.

The two dared not gamble; the time they'd spend picking up the walkie-talkie to call for help would be shorter than the time Mu Yang would take to kill them.

Moreover, even if they successfully called for help, what could it do?

Mu Yang still had plenty of time to kill them.

Perhaps some others, hardening their hearts, would directly attack the helicopter, letting them and Mu Yang perish together.

Now Mu Yang is listed as S-rank on the Homeland Guard's dangerous persons list, the highest alert level.

And ranked second, only behind the legendary White Beast.

After that come the "Twin Swords" and the yet-unseen "Big One"—these two special Celestial Peak Starpeople.

Mu Yang, with a human body, suppresses Celestial Peak Starpeople; this strength, even if Homeland Guard were extra cautious, would not be excessive.

Fortunately, Mu Yang differs from Celestial Peak Starpeople in having human weaknesses, so it won't drive people to despair.

When mentioned internally, many also expressed anticipation for the scene of Mu Yang's execution.

Such as being shot to death by random gunfire, or blown into a lump by artillery shells for a chat, etc.

Thinking back to those idle chats, the two pilots wished they could travel back in time and fiercely knock those people's dog heads.

Can Mu Yang's speed exceed the speed of the gun in my hand?

Can Mu Yang still resist bullets?

You guys are talking nonsense!

Today they witnessed firsthand that, even wounded, Mu Yang could block sustained fire from over a dozen rifles.

He merely dodged the Gatling gun.

If at his peak, he could probably block Gatling bullets as well.

The two pilots felt their whole bodies were stiff.

Moving his arms was as difficult as operating an old, worn-out machine.

After flying for roughly two-plus hours, the helicopter arrived above a hidden base.

The "building" exposed outside was actually just a large platform; not far away there was also a large gate.

The entire base was concealed inside the mountain belly, hard to be discovered.

Zhao Chengfu had indeed mentioned such a place existed.

But the problem was, he went there as a passenger, not a pilot, and never paid attention to the bearings.

Therefore Mu Yang also did not know exactly where this place was located.

Moreover, thinking about it, such an important experimental base would certainly have tight defenses; Mu Yang's plan was to wait until his strength improved again before searching it out and destroying it.

Otherwise, he would instead end up getting himself killed there.

He wasn't a brainless brute, after all.

But now, he might have to act the brainless brute once.

Mu Yang looked at the Three-Point Double-Edged Blade covered in cracks, hoping the weapon in his hand could hold out alongside him until the end.

The pilot reported the situation in a slightly stiff voice, requesting landing; the helicopter descended onto the platform, and a circular area off to the side opened to both sides.

The lift platform carried a group of people up; the moment it stabilized they rushed toward the helicopter.

Judging by their frantic appearance, they clearly could not wait any longer.

The helicopter cabin door opened; this group saw a face covered in bloodstains, utterly expressionless, and were instantly startled.

Before they could let out terrified cries.

A black afterimage flashed past, and several heads flew into the sky.

Not a single person here would Mu Yang let off!

The two pilots hadn't even managed to react violently before the Three-Point Double-Edged Blade pierced through them together with their seats.

Leaving the helicopter, he glanced at the unconscious wounded inside, then Mu Yang walked toward that circular open-air lift, pressed the button, and slowly descended.

The circular opening overhead quickly closed.

Dim yellow lights lit up in the descending passage, flickering in and out of view as the descending lift platform blocked them.

Before long, the lift platform reached the bottom.

This was a spacious underground space; besides this lift platform there were several other vertical shafts, also "elevators."

A cubic space; ahead was a three-lane road leading elsewhere, over five meters high.

A few vehicles just drove off; there were also quite a few people present, not deserted at all.

The lift platform's descent made people turn their heads to look this way, their eyes growing wider and wider.

The person up there — it was actually Mu Yang?!

The moment Mu Yang stepped off the lift platform, a piercing alarm blared.

Red alarm lights all around rotated, casting red light.

The few guards on duty, fully armed, hurriedly raised their muzzles, but lost the chance to pull the trigger.

Mu Yang severed the platform's steel guardrails; the Three-Point Double-Edged Blade hooked the tip of a steel pipe and slapped it at those guards.

Making their heads burst into a cluster of blood-colored fireworks.

Screams rang out; the remaining researchers scrambled and crawled toward the passage.

Mu Yang walked to a guard's side, picked up a rifle, aimed at those fleeing backs, and squeezed the trigger.

His originally immobile left hand had at this moment recovered a degree of motor function.

Mu Yang could use a gun, and could also use another kind of gun.

Dual guns combined — at this moment Mu Yang was the most dangerous slaughterer.

The base reacted fast; when the gunfire ceased, a fully armed guard squad appeared at the corridor's end.

Besides firearms, they were also equipped with Black Iron straight sabers.

These people were all strengthened and modified guards, possessing combat power not inferior to Black Watch warriors.

They charged at Mu Yang, pulling triggers!

Gunshots kept reverberating inside the enclosed environment.

After they stopped, those left engaged in close-quarters combat!

Blood light erupted in an instant, even staining the ceiling overhead red, coating the originally bright lights with a layer of blood color.

It took ten seconds; he gained three minor wounds on his body; Mu Yang slaughtered them all.

He strode forward with heavy steps, continuing on.

"Oh! Strong, truly strong!"

Watching this scene through surveillance, Dan Ling shouted excitedly, eyes shining, as if beholding a peerless treasure.

"I want his head! No, his body too — I want everything of his! Even chopped into dust I'll take it!"

Dan Ling roared out orders, "Release them! Number One, Number Two, Number Three — release them all!"

"But none of them have undergone testing; even Number One cannot obey commands." The assistant beside him said.

Putting a human brain into a non-human body — the current result is merely creating monsters with combat intelligence.

The experiment isn't actually complete yet.

"Doesn't matter, doesn't matter!"

Dan Ling cut off the assistant's words, "The survival instinct between monsters will make them clash."

Facing the fanatical Dan Ling, the assistant dared not argue further and immediately left to carry out his order.

"Ultimate Spirit, devour you, and the Ultimate Spirit will be the perfect Ultimate..."

Dan Ling still stared fixedly at Mu Yang in the surveillance feed, smiling and murmuring, his mouth nearly split to his ears.

Revealing an inhuman, terrifying smile.