"Li Hongdou?"
Prince looked at the girl Xia Feng was carrying with surprise.
The girl with light green curly hair had her mouth sealed with tape, and Prince quickly stepped forward to pull up the girl’s hair.
The girl glared at him furiously, her hands and feet bound, but she still lifted her feet together, attempting to kick him.
Prince stepped back slightly, easily dodging her kick, and cracked a smile.
He didn’t care about his daughter’s emotions, just nodded and looked up at Xia Feng:
"Mr. Ba, you did very well. This prince owes Divine Evil Association a favor. Once this is over, I will do everything in my power to et your association’s demands!"
"Hehe~ just good luck."
Xia Feng chuckled, "Xia Feng, that kid’s destination was the Cat-faced camp. After taking that fool down, I didn’t expect to stumble upon your daughter."
Xia Feng reminded with a light smile, "But, Prince, you might want to be careful. Those Cat-faced guys, once they discover Li Hongdou is gone, will certainly co back with a vengeance."
"Hehe~ then let them co." Prince shook his head and chuckled lightly.
Before his words ended, a thunderous boom shook the ground, and the walls of the room everyone was in trembled incessantly.
Zhao Jie’s deep voice ca from the intercom on the desk: "Enemy attack! Seven Third Rank Spirit Masters, more than ten Second Order Spirit Masters, and there’s a Fourth Order Spirit Master! No! These bastards are from the Holy Departnt! Dammit! Send––zzz––zzz~~"
What was left was the sound of static.
Prince’s face fell slightly, and the corners of his lips curved up into a cold smile. "That old man, so he has really co."
He wasn’t particularly surprised, and turned back to look at his group of subordinates, speaking calmly, "The Holy Departnt is not easy to deal with; everyone, go get reinforcents."
"Yes!"
The crowd responded in a grave tone.
Xia Feng walked a few steps, casually dropped a Mushroom on the ground, and without lingering, followed the crowd, quickly leaving the area.
Inside Ping Shan Hospital, it was nearly a complete mobilization; about a dozen Second Order, six Third Rank, and Xia Feng also saw a black-robed person wearing a blood-red mask flying into the sky to join Zhao Jie, confronting Director Xuanwu.
As the ground shook, Xia Feng unknowingly fell to the back of the crowd and silently stopped.
The seven-faced man in front seed to sense sothing, puzzled and about to turn around, but then a deep, old voice resonated from the sky, like a divine decree echoing throughout the heavens and earth: "Xuanwu Domain––"
Across the forest’s skyline, dark ripples spread instantaneously, and a giant semi-circular black do that spanned a kiloter enclosed everyone within.
Xia Feng looked down at the pitch-black barrier line that was exactly one centiter away from his feet, nodded his head, and turned back the way he ca toward Ping Shan Hospital.
This Xuanwu Domain was like a turtle shell, even sturdier than the Infinite Barrier; those outside could co in, but those trapped inside couldn’t leave, unless Xuanwu was slain to break the domain.
Of course, this domain also had a major flaw – it could only be maintained for ten minutes.
That is to say, Xia Feng only had ten minutes to kill Prince.
Of course, the Holy Departnt’s plan was, if he and Mushroom did manage to break the Infinite Barrier, they would imdiately signal them to co and hunt down Prince.
Initially, Xia Feng was prepared to do just that, but now he had a new idea.
With a thought, his form shifted into one of Prince’s high-ranking confidants.
"Director, what’s happening outside?" The guard saw the Director return and asked in confusion.
"No ti for chit-chat, move, move, move, all of you reinforce them!" Xia Feng dashed down the corridor, bellowing gravely, "The Prince is safe inside the Barrier, standing guard here is useless! Hustle up!"
"Yes!" Along the way, a good twenty guards imdiately sprung into action, rushing to the battlefield.
Xia Feng unimpededly reached the main gate again and burst through!
The Prince was standing at the control panel, tweaking the instrunts, when he suddenly turned around, his face darkening slightly, "Why have you co back?"
Xia Feng ignored him and, still full of aggression, charged with his knife straight at him, but, as expected, struck a thick, transparent mbrane and rebounded several steps back.
Seeing the murderous intent in the middle-aged man posing as Xia Feng, the Prince was confused as to why his subordinate had suddenly betrayed him, but it didn’t concern him much; he just sneered and shook his head:
"How stupid."
And just as the Prince was distracted by Xia Feng, Mushroom, whose hands and feet were bound, sohow easily unbound herself and tore off the tape on her mouth, spitting out a steel silver bead from within.
The Prince turned sharply, only to see Mushroom, her cheeks puffed red, already leaping towards the core of the nearby Infinite Field.
The core of a small Infinite Field is unmistakable, the Infinite Stone at its heart emitting an exceptionally obvious red glow, hard to miss.
Mushroom pressed the magnetically wrapped bomb against the core and hit the detonation button, ’Boom—’.
A pale blue current washed out gently, the Infinite Stone at the core slowly dissipating like lting wax. A large burn reddened the palm of Mushroom’s hand, the piercing pain shocking her nerves, her screams choked back by clenched teeth, tears swirling in her eyes.
At the sa ti, the outer field mbrane crumbled in an instant.
"Did it, did it work?!" Mushroom’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Xia Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly, showing no reaction, because the Prince had casually pressed a button beside him the mont Mushroom lunged forward.
A brand new, small Infinite Field regenerated, with another Infinite Stone nearby shining red.
The Prince’s expression was casual, the corner of his lips slightly lifted: "What, did you think I collected so many Infinite Stones just to build a single Infinite Field?"
He pointed to the ground beneath him, mockingly sweeping his gaze over the two, "Take a guess, how many layers of Barrier do you think are in this place?"
Mushroom opened her mouth, her expression of joy freezing, her complexion gradually darkening; after all, she had achieved... nothing…
As the Prince’s words fell, the red-dressed woman who had been drifting around the glaze pavilion suddenly stopped.
The three of them had automatically ignored this ghostly woman, but as she halted, their gazes involuntarily followed.
The red-dressed woman’s cunning face slowly lifted, beneath the ink-tied eyes a clear and delicate nose wrinkled. She tilted her head, her voice sweet yet filled with innocence: "Xia Feng, when did you arrive?"
Xia Feng’s pupils constricted. As the woman spoke, the sensation in his heart grew sharper, as if a bond was shifting from ethereal to tangible.
"Xia Feng?"
The Prince jerked his head in surprise, frowning at the middle-aged man nearby, then at the red-dressed woman.
He couldn’t figure out if the Princess was talking nonsense or if she was saying that this subordinate of his was actually Xia Feng in disguise.
"No, no, wait!" A flash of insight sparked in the Prince’s mind; Xia Feng’s Spiritual Artifact ability was to copy artifacts, but that was just what he showed in front of others; could it be this kid’s abilities weren’t only limited to copying artifacts? Could he also copy appearances...?
If that were the case, then it explained why his confidant had suddenly committed betrayal.
Realizing this connection, the Prince looked at the man and smiled faintly:
"So it’s you, Wei Shutong’s traitorous adopted son, and what? You thought just you could stop this Prince?"
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