’A duel? He wasn’t in the mood for games.’
Lu Jingjun swiftly raised his light machine gun, and the bullets that swept out wove an impenetrable net of fire in the air!
When those survivors were carried out, the scene fell deathly silent. Lu Jingjun’s expression turned as cold as ice when he saw the organs floating in glass jars.
"An eye for an eye, and blood for blood."
’But for such a peerless expert to be out in public, performing opera for others? What’s the meaning of this?’
"Spare no effort in treating the survivors. Then, hand over the surviving Wa Country people within the concession to them to do with as they please."
"Damned people of Wa Country, you love conducting experiments, don’t you?"
The wraith from the Ghost-Catching Sect that he’d dealt with not long ago also had strength comparable to a Grandmaster of Divine Intent.
In that same instant, however, countless poisoned needles shot out from the Ninjas’ hands!
At the same time, he used his Huajin to manipulate the corpses of several dead Wa Country soldiers, pulling them in front as a shield.
Lu Jingjun’s pupils contracted. He had no time to dodge. At that very moment, a hand reached out from the side.
"There is a Transformed Great Demon there."
Ever since that son-of-a-bitch Count Thorne showed up, all sorts of ghouls and monsters have been crawling out of the woodwork.
This was none other than Mr. Mei, the man Chen Mo had mentioned the day before.
Lu Yun sat in the main seat on the sofa, looking thoughtfully at the middle-aged man on the sofa to the side.
Then, Lu Jingjun quickly turned to Bai Longfei, cupped his fists, and said gratefully, "Many thanks to Sect Master Bai for saving my life!"
After landing, Lu Jingjun immediately glanced back at the corpses that had blocked the poisoned needles, and a chill ran down his spine.
Good heavens. Lu Yun felt his horizons had been broadened once again. He was even more astonished than the first time he encountered Count Thorne, who had been possessed by an Outer Celestial Demon.
This was the first time Lu Yun had seen a genuine, flesh-and-blood human Grandmaster of Divine Intent.
Amidst the earth-shattering news that the Wa Country Concession had been taken down, the Consulate bombed, and all its people annihilated, the Lu Family, at the center of the storm, was extraordinarily quiet—as quiet as another world.
These pieces of information, strung together, caused countless thoughts to flash through Lu Yun’s mind.
The consuls from Great Britain, France, the Great United States, and other Western Countries all had ashen faces, sitting in their offices without saying a word.
Bai Longfei waved his hand and said lightly, "Deputy Lu, there’s no need to be so formal with an old man like me. It should be us, the people of Yun Port City, who thank your Lu Family."
Hearing this, Mr. Mei smiled faintly and said frankly, "Elder Lu, I encountered something in the nearby Ping’an Town a while ago."
’A Transformed Great Demon possessed by an Outer Celestial Demon? With power comparable to a human Grandmaster of Divine Intent? And it’s recuperating right here in Yun Port City?’
The man had a crew cut, sharp brows, and piercing eyes. He possessed a high-bridged nose and a chiseled jawline.
He wore a simple but elegant, long white robe, and as he sat there, he exuded an aura of calm composure that was neither servile nor overbearing.
All that could be faintly sensed was a dense, overwhelming flash of cold light before the needles were right in front of Lu Jingjun!
After hearing this, Mr. Mei did not move. He simply remained seated with his usual calm and composed posture.
"Yes! A good killing! That Military Governor of Yun Port City, Lu Yun, is truly the savior of our Daxia!"
No matter how fast those Wa Country Ninjas were, they weren’t faster than bullets. The ones at the very front were instantly turned into sieves, screaming as they fell!
At this rate, the world would belong to the Outer Celestial Demons before humanity even finished its internal squabbles.
Lu Yun was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "Mr. Mei, for a Grandmaster of Divine Intent such as yourself to personally visit, there must be a reason. What is it?"
Those poisoned needles were as fine as hairs, almost invisible in the sunlight!
Finally, some quick-witted citizens discovered the Wa Country’s underground laboratory and found survivors inside who had been used for experiments.
He was Demon Sea City’s most famous opera star, the divinely talented Mr. Mei.
"So it couldn’t have run far. It’s very likely recuperating somewhere in Yun Port City. I hope you will pay extra attention."
Lu Yun was silent for a moment before finally responding, "Thank you for the information, Mr. Mei. This old man will be on the lookout."
News of the destruction of the Wa Country Concession in Yun Port City spread across the nation. People on every street and in every alley ran to share the news. The first thing they’d say upon meeting someone was, "Have you heard?"
Mr. Mei continued, his tone as calm as if he were discussing an ordinary matter, "It has been possessed by an Outer Celestial Demon and has power comparable to a Grandmaster of Divine Intent. I injured it in my haste."
But now, he was a little surprised—no, he was extremely surprised. Not just the Daxia New Country, but the entire world was shocked as well.
Before long, the Wa Country Consulate was utterly destroyed. All the people from Wa Country lay motionless in pools of blood.
At the time, Lu Yun had only listened without taking it to heart. After all, an opera singer, no matter how famous, was still just an opera singer.
When he heard this, Lu Yun’s brow twitched. ’A Transformed Great Demon? What kind of new monster is this?’
"Have you heard?"
And now, before he’d even had a few days of rest, another Transformed Great Demon had appeared—and one possessed by an Outer Celestial Demon, no less.
A day later, the entire Daxia New Country was in shock. Then, they sent telegrams back to their home countries overnight. The content of the telegrams was just one sentence: "Requesting immediate reinforcements!"
Bai Longfei grabbed Lu Jingjun’s shoulder, and his entire body darted backward in an instant, like a flowing cloud!
As an existence at the Martial Arts Peak, a figure like him would be revered as a great deity wherever he went.
Who could have thought that an opera singer was actually a Grandmaster of Divine Intent? This was simply the most ridiculous joke in the world.
Lu Yun looked at this uninvited Grandmaster of Divine Intent, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

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