Chapter 1080: Divine Travel Across a Thousand Miles

But just at this moment, a gust of wild wind blew past, and Amiluo appeared holding his Scepter, laughing wildly: "None of you will even think about leaving here."

Xiaoniao raised the gun in his hand and fired several shots, but the gun had no effect on Amiluo; with a point of his Scepter from his right hand, several people were knocked to the ground.

"I, one of the High Priests of the Brahma Sect, draw my power directly from the gods. In this world, I am the spokesperson for the gods; no one can hurt me. Yet that Dharma Cultivator of yours from Huaxia actually wounded me like this."

Amiluo's expression was extremely furious, and he roared: "To show my anger, I will cut off the heads of you few and hang them in our village, so that everyone knows the consequences of going against us."

"If you want to kill, then kill. Why all this nonsense?" Xiaoniao said coldly: "If Mr. Chen were here, would you dare to be so arrogant?"

"Shut up." Amiluo was incomparably furious; that Mr. Chen hadn't even shown his face, yet could make him suffer such a great loss—the other party's strength must be unfathomable.

Now that Xiaoniao had said it, it gave him an even greater sense of frustration. He pointed the Scepter in his hand at Xiaoniao: "Let's start with you first; I want to see your body separated from your head."

"Start with me. I don't want to watch my comrades go one by one," Ling Yun said sternly: "Come on."

"Heh, you all have guts, not afraid of death," Amiluo sneered: "Rest assured, I will torture you slowly, and then let you die one by one."

He raised the Scepter in his hand and was about to act, but just at this moment, a Divine Sense formed in mid-air, and immediately after, a translucent figure suddenly appeared in the sky.

It was Chen Yu, though naturally, it was not his true form that appeared, but a wisp of his Divine Sense.

"Mr. Chen?" Xiaoniao was both surprised and delighted.

"You are Mr. Chen?" Amiluo stopped the movement in his hand and stared at Chen Yu in mid-air.

"Why bully ordinary people? If you have the ability, come at me," Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"You don't even dare to show your true form, what are you bragging about here?" Amiluo gritted his teeth and said: "Who exactly are you?"

"Heh, I am Chen Yu. I am not showing my true form because I don't want to bully you, as you are too weak. I am dueling you with the method of Divine Travel Across a Thousand Miles, across the void, consuming Divine Sense; only this can show fairness," Chen Yu laughed.

"Shut up, I will kill you." Amiluo stared coldly at Chen Yu, his right hand stretching forward, and a red gemstone on his chest began to emit a faint red glow.

"Oh? A Space Gem? The Sacred Object of your Shiva?" Chen Yu looked at the gemstone on his chest and immediately became interested.

"Correct, it is the Sacred Object of our god Shiva. So, go to hell," Amiluo sneered, continuously driving his power.

"It's a pity, you are too weak," Chen Yu laughed: "You cannot unleash its true power."

As Chen Yu spoke, he pressed his right index and middle fingers together and lightly traced them through the air.

The world suddenly changed color; the Sword Finger swept across the void, and a powerful Sword Intent formed in that instant, like the water of a surging river, transforming into ten thousand Sword Qi. This sword was a sword for which Chen Yu had exhausted his full strength.

One could see the sky-filling Sword Intent surging like water, instantly submerging Amiluo's figure. Only a scream was heard, a cloud of blood mist exploded from Amiluo's body, and his figure flew backward for dozens of meters, falling with a thud into a Bamboo Forest.

And Chen Yu's figure also slowly dissipated. Xiaoniao and the others stared at all this, dumbfounded. Seeing the powerful strength of a Dharma Cultivator for the first time, their minds received a huge shock.

Chen Yu, from very far away, could actually condense a wisp of Divine Sense and easily defeat Amiluo, who seemed incomparably powerful to them. This level of strength had already exceeded their understanding of the power in this world.

"Let's go." In the end, it was Xiaoniao who reacted first, hurriedly carrying Kuangtu on his back and quickly leaving the place.

Far away at the Emerald Mine, Chen Yu slowly withdrew his Divine Sense and muttered: "To show off, it really wasn't worth it. My Original Power is seven or eight-tenths exhausted. It seems I still need to quickly improve my strength. If I reach the true Spirit Rhinoceros Realm, condensing Divine Sense from a thousand miles away to kill someone would be as easy as reaching into a bag."

Indeed, Divine Travel Across a Thousand Miles is actually a divine ability that can only be performed at the Spirit Rhinoceros Realm, but Chen Yu could forcibly perform it through a Secret Technique, though the distance was limited, at most a hundred kilometers.

Moreover, the consumption of Divine Sense in the void was too great, so that strike just now had more elements of showing off than practicality. After all, if they were face-to-face, he could finish off Amiluo with a single slap, but across a distance of over a hundred kilometers, he only managed to heavily wound Amiluo.

However, even so, he had at least saved Ling Yun and the others. More importantly, it gave Amiluo a deterrent, making him mobilize all the power of the Brahma Sect to guard Zakeer's station, so that Chen Yu wouldn't have to look everywhere for them.

Paodan and Jiqiang went to meet them, and by noon, the few of them finally returned.

Kuangtu was severely injured; if it had been an ordinary person, they would have died long ago, but his willpower was not something an ordinary person could compare to, so when he reached the mine, he still had one breath left.

The members of the Jiaolong Squad surrounded Kuangtu, and everyone's expression was very heavy, especially Anna, who had already wiped away tears and cried I don't know how many times.

These six people had been through life and death on the battlefield, and their bond was already beyond what ordinary feelings could compare to. Now that one of them was about to leave them, their hearts were full of reluctance.

Kuangtu had been an orphan since he was small, and at thirteen, because of his extraordinary talent, he was specially recruited into the team. In the blink of an eye, fifteen years had passed. Even if he died, his teammates wouldn't know how to contact his family.

"Xiaoniao..." Kuangtu grabbed Xiaodao, and he managed a smile: "I'm dying... bury me in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters..."

"Kuangtu." Xiaoniao's eyes were red: "Hold on a little longer."

"I can't hold on anymore... being able to last until now without dying is already my limit. That heaven let me come back to see my brothers, I am already content." Kuangtu smiled miserably, and he slowly closed his eyes, his life rapidly slipping away.

Just at this moment, Chen Yu walked over, and Yu Qiao followed him at a trot: "Mr. Chen, I have already contacted the best hospital in the area, but this friend's injury, I'm afraid, is not optimistic."

"What do you mean, what doctor? I can't save people?" Chen Yu was speechless, though it seemed this group of people didn't know that what he excelled in was Medicine.

He stepped into the room and pushed the crowd aside.

"Mr. Chen." Xiaoniao wiped away his tears.

"Why did it end up like this?" Chen Yu glanced at Xiaoniao.

"The responsibility is mine. As the captain, I failed to predict the danger and stubbornly went deep into the enemy's territory, which caused this situation." Xiaoniao straightened his back to report.

"Oh, as a captain, you are just there to take the blame for others?" Chen Yu sneered: "You doing this is indulging them. If you encounter this situation again next time, can you still take the blame?"