Liang City.
Zhou Yi stood in the clouds, looking down at the city that shone bright as day.
The entire city appeared like a vast fortress, its walls made of several dozen feet of thick concrete, with the internal layout of houses and streets entirely designed for war, every wall with holes for shooting through.
There were no ordinary pedestrians on the streets, only patrolling soldiers marching in neat steps, and tanks rumbling by.
There was no need to ask or inquire, a single glance was enough to feel the heavy atmosphere of an impending storm.
"Daoist, Liang City is the frontline in the eastern war zone, and has been resisting the beast tide for more than twenty years,"
Shen Cheng sighed, "Now most of the citizens in the city have evacuated. Perhaps in another ten or twenty years, they will detonate the destructive weapons buried underground!"
Zhou Yi’s divine sense swept over and indeed found thousands of silos on standby, ready to launch at any mont.
Once they all detonated, a thousand miles around would be reduced to ruins.
"Destructive weapons have the power comparable to the bombardnt of magic artifacts, yet they cannot harm a true monarch; too slow, too dispersed, and conventional technology cannot track the trace of a Golden Core!"
Years ago, in Zhou, Zhou Yi had secretly infiltrated an experintal base in a desert, where he personally experienced the so-called largest yield weapon.
The crisis of human extinction was imminent, information about the path of immortality had already been made public, and anyone could look it up. Naturally, Shen Cheng knew about the Golden Elixir True Monarchs and spoke with a hopeful look.
"If the human race had a Golden Elixir True Monarch, perhaps we could counterattack against the beast race!"
"Difficult!"
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, his own combat power was among the top true monarchs, claiming to be the first under Nascent Souls was not an understatent, with many supre treasures he could fight a nascent soul at the initial stage for several rounds.
However, in the mory of mouse demons, when the beast tide erupted, the endlessly vast fierce beasts, even depleting one’s mana, could not be killed off.
Humans relied on heavy firearms and the reckless use of destructive weapons to block the beast tide ti after ti.
Moreover, to the true beast race, fierce beasts were nothing but cannon fodder for warfare, only by annihilating the intelligent beast race would the plague of fierce beasts be eradicated.
"At least it can ensure the human race does not perish, and in the future when spiritual energy further advances, Golden Cores will surely appear!"
As he spoke,
Zhou Yi, following Shen Cheng’s directions, landed in front of a short building to the west of the city.
As soon as he landed on the ground, he sensed an invisible wave sweeping over him, similar to divine sense yet without the breath of a living person.
"What is this?"
Zhou Yi, concealed by the Supre Clarity Divine Talisman, went undetected by the wave but instead his own divine sense traced the source to a device installed atop a central building in the city that resembled a radar.
Waves rippled out in circles, constantly monitoring the city’s energy.
Zhou Yi’s divine sense enveloped the entire Liang City and appropriately, a crisis erged in the East City; a rat-shaped fierce beast with sharp teeth and reversed spines on its back.
Just erged from underground and before making a sound, nearby soldiers and tanks had already received notice.
The military ford an encirclent, trapping the beast on the street. A chain of heavy machine guns and cannons thundered, shredding the beast to pieces, with specialized technicians gathering the remains.
Quick to react, orderly and thodical, clearly having endured too many beast sneak attacks.
"Fierce beasts are always attacking human cities, it’s just not as horrific as the beast tide. Liang City is like this, as are other cities."
Zhou Yi’s divine sense probed into the detector and discovered nurous artifact refining inscriptions inside. It was powered by electricity and spiritual energy; rather than a machine, it was more like a combination of several specialized magic artifacts.
Under the pressure of the massive tide of fierce beasts, five hundred years had passed, and science and the path of immortality had rged in various aspects.
Shen Cheng input a series of passwords, and the iron doors of the low building clattered open, facing four vehicle-mounted heavy machine guns that were already loaded with bullets at the mont the door opened.
"Uncle Seven, it’s ."
Uncle Seven was a man past his fifties, with sunglasses, a black windbreaker, big leather trousers, towering over six feet, a rocket launcher slung over his shoulder, and bear scars on his face -- an ominous figure prohibited from walking the streets in peaceful tis.
"Little Shen, why haven’t you shown up these past few days?"
Uncle Seven’s expression softened slightly, but he did not lower his rocket launcher. After scrutinizing Zhou Yi he asked, "This Daoist looks sowhat unfamiliar, you’re not from Liang City, are you?"
Zhou Yi understood the caution of Uncle Seven and others, clasped his hands and said, "I am Tang Xuan, a loose cultivator from the Eastern Sea."
"Uncle Seven, the Daoist is a good person. These past few days I’ve been to Yu City searching for elixirs…"
Shen Cheng roughly described his experience, which was mainly about seeking to beco a Martial Artist despite being of diocre talent by exploring relics.
"So, you are an ancient thod cultivator!"
Uncle Seven’s face showed surprise, he took out a little black box from his pocket and said, "Do not take offense, Daoist. My wife and children are upstairs, we must be careful. Could you please input your mana to prove yourself?"
Zhou Yi gestured to grab the black box, channeling mana into it, and a white glow shone forth.
"What an interesting little gadget!"
Divine sense scanned through the construction of the black box, already understanding its purpose. It was similar to a Spirit Root detector of the Cultivation World, with inscriptions for recognizing demonic energy added, using white or black light to indicate whether one is human or demon.
Zhou Yi channeled mana, casually adding two more arrays into the black box, one for illusion-breaking, and another for self-destructing.
The breaking illusion could protect against demons using illusion techniques to appear human, while the self-destruction one would detonate and incinerate a demon reaching the Foundation Establishnt Stage.
Uncle Seven, seeing the white light, imdiately beca much warr.
Ancient cultivators were no longer popular among humans, but their status was still revered; after all, they were the legendary immortals proficient in the four arts of cultivating, which Martial Barbarians were unable to learn.
The six-story low building had the first and sixth floors for standing guard, with the middle floors for residents.
Shen Cheng’s ho was on the third floor, with no elevator, only the stairs.
As Zhou Yi ascended the staircase, he reached out to touch the traces on the wall, riddled with bullet holes and claw marks, evidently having experienced nurous battles.
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