In a remote and desolate area outside Zhang City, Lin Qianxuan, Guan Hao, and Bo Mu stood in a triangular formation.

Guan Hao was holding the Giant Scythe passed down through the generations in the Divine Wood Valley, and Bo Mu was also wielding the Carefree Flute Sword.

“Go ahead.” Lin Qianxuan waved to the two, signaling them.

Receiving the signal, Guan Hao and Bo Mu didn’t hesitate, instantly manifesting their Primordial Spirits and launching an all-out attack on Lin Qianxuan.

On Guan Hao’s body appeared a massive golden-brown Primordial Spirit Dharma Form, seven to eight meters tall, also holding a Giant Scythe, exuding an exaggerated might.

On the other side, Bo Mu’s body featured an ink-colored Sword-Wielding Primordial Spirit Dharma Form, slightly larger than Guan Hao’s, with an even more graceful and unrestrained demeanor.

Facing their attack, Lin Qianxuan’s mind stirred, his form transforming into a Half-Dragon, a crimson Divine Energy flame of about a meter high igniting around him, and the next moment, a flash of light appeared underfoot.

“Boom~!”

A circular pit more than a meter in diameter appeared on the ground centered on Lin Qianxuan.

The compressed burst of Divine Energy propelled Lin Qianxuan’s body swiftly forward, water converging around him, forming a conical shape to reduce air resistance and friction, while also providing a second thrust.

In an instant, surrounded by the water flow, Lin Qianxuan punched towards Bo Mu’s Primordial Spirit.

This punch was an attack utilizing the Immortal Divine Fist combined with the Water Manipulation Ability.

A vast and terrifying Divine Energy erupted, and Bo Mu’s expression changed dramatically.

To put it bluntly, he had only just reacted.

The next moment, he executed the “Supreme Sword Technique,” manifesting a sword shadow with Divine Energy, and the Primordial Spirit Dharma Form raised its sword to slash down, colliding with Lin Qianxuan’s fist.

“Boom~!”

“Bang~!”

In the surging flames, Bo Mu’s sword shadow was forcibly shattered, his body being directly blown away, the pressure from Lin Qianxuan’s punch scattering all the accumulated snow for dozens of meters ahead, revealing the soil and rocks beneath.

On the other side, Guan Hao also made his move.

The Giant Scythe swept down mercilessly.

Lin Qianxuan’s form shifted slightly to the side, the scythe cutting a long trench of forty to fifty meters on the ground.

Seizing the opportunity, Lin Qianxuan extended his left arm, gently tapping the back of Guan Hao’s Giant Scythe. The immense force made him almost lose grip on his weapon, causing his form to deviate.

Lin Qianxuan’s right hand gathered force for a punch, which brushed past Guan Hao’s ear and landed in empty space.

“Boom~Bang!”

The ground bore a large fan-shaped destruction mark from the air punch.

The encompassed range was no less than thirty to forty meters.

Guan Hao is a scientist and out of respect for researchers,

Lin Qianxuan refrained from letting his punch actually land on him.

As for Bo Mu, his flamboyance was such that taking a few punches was no big deal.

“Hiss…this Immortal Divine Fist of yours is too exaggerated. I’m starting to really believe that the Divine Martial Great Emperor could break mountains with one punch and sever rivers with another.”

Bo Mu, while brushing off the dirt that clung to him, walked slowly towards Lin Qianxuan.

“This punch contained twenty years’ worth of Divine Energy; it’s true that most people can’t withstand it,” Lin Qianxuan replied.

He wasn’t joking; this punch truly required nearly twenty years of pure Divine Energy accumulation to perform.

Ordinary people wouldn’t possibly have so much Divine Energy to expend, as it’s quickly used for Body Tempering or other purposes.

Plus, their physical strength might not even support such exaggerated Divine Energy output.

Observe how Gongsun Ying never dared to fully mobilize the Divine Energy within; in the Bursting Qi state, the Divine Energy nearly tore apart her meridians, forcing her to use Divine Strategy Limbs just to barely hold on.

Lin Qianxuan’s pure physical strength was strong enough, which is why he could do this; others might genuinely not be able to.

“Do you have twenty years of Refining God Cultivation? Didn’t you just arrive here?” Guan Hao asked in confusion.

He clearly misunderstood Lin Qianxuan’s words.

Lin Qianxuan didn’t elaborate further, only saying, “I had already encountered Divine Energy cultivation in my original world.”

That wasn’t a lie, though it wasn’t as long as twenty years.

“I see.” Guan Hao nodded.

Bo Mu also showed a look of realization.

That explained it; otherwise, they really couldn’t accept the fact that Lin Qianxuan, who had arrived only ten-plus days ago, could possess such astonishing Refining God Cultivation.

“Let’s head back, eat a couple of fruits, and take a breather,” Lin Qianxuan suggested.

Guan Hao and Bo Mu had no objections.

Before leaving, Lin Qianxuan glanced at the marks his two punches had left, feeling slightly more confident about the upcoming events.

Having now preliminarily merged his Divine Energy with his own Water Manipulation ability, and with sufficient Divine Energy, his combat power had undergone a qualitative change, which should allow him to handle those battles more calmly.

….

The fourteenth day after the journey.

Gongsun Ying gathered all the high-level members of the Rebel Army to begin discussing matters.

Lin Qianxuan was also among them.

In fact, Lin Qianxuan now held the position of a Squad Commander.

However, under his command, aside from some Rebel Army members, there were people like Guan Hao and Bo Mu whom he had convinced to join.

Gongsun Ying did not disturb them, as these experts were unlikely to wholeheartedly obey her orders.

Instead, it was Lin Qianxuan’s words that garnered more of their trust, so Gongsun Ying made such an arrangement.

“According to Professor Liu and Yue’Er’s predictions and calculations, in at most a month, the Turbid Qi will definitely cover Zhang City, and in no more than two months, the Turbid Qi will invade the entire world, leaving us no retreat,” Gongsun Ying began, addressing a topic that stirred everyone’s emotions.

However, everyone maintained their composure, as they had somewhat anticipated this.

“So we must set off as soon as possible. Let’s depart tomorrow. As long as we capture Purple Bamboo Mountain and ride the Divine Speed Chariot to the Celestial Craft Institute, we can quickly head to Kyoto and directly target the Eye of Turbid Energy,” Gongsun Ying said.

Everyone had no objections to this.

Soon, they began their preparations.

One by one, notifications were sent out, each person preparing the necessary food, equipment, and so on for departure.

Lin Qianxuan didn’t have much to prepare; he only needed to bring his case.

However, before setting off, there was one thing he had to do.

In the courtyard, Lin Qianxuan focused his mind, using water to extract all the components of the Spiritual Energy Cannon from the metal case and then assembled them.

Soon, the massive object was assembled by Lin Qianxuan.

Controlling such a cold, technologically advanced weapon made Lin Qianxuan feel slightly reassured.

However, the resources it consumed also made Lin Qianxuan sigh inwardly.

One shell for this Spiritual Energy Cannon costs fifty thousand Spirit Crystals. The ten shells Lin Qianxuan prepared this time amounted to half a million Spirit Crystals.

The Spirit Crystals he earned monthly from the Longjiang City Spiritual Ore amount to about one hundred and fifty thousand.

These ten shells equaled three to four months’ worth.

Indeed, when a cannon fires, it truly costs a fortune.

….

Early the next morning, the Rebel Army gathered.

Everyone carried large amounts of equipment and set off.

Lin Qianxuan rode on a beast-shaped Divine Machine Vehicle.

This thing looked like a wolf but was much larger, comparable to a large buffalo that Lin Qianxuan had seen.

Its belly was filled with various supplies, and it pulled a cart behind it, which was also packed with people.

There were a dozen or so such wolf carts.

They would deliver the Rebel Army to the foot of Purple Bamboo Mountain, where they would be abandoned.

The rest of the complex mountain path would have to be traveled on foot.

Lin Qianxuan looked up at the sky. He had already concealed his Spiritual Energy Cannon with clouds, hovering a thousand meters above him.

His Spiritual Power could now detect a range of over eight kilometers, meaning his Water Control range was also within eight kilometers.

If he wanted, he could raise the Spiritual Energy Cannon to eight thousand meters in the air.

However, he was somewhat concerned about it being corroded by the turbid energy, so he didn’t do that.

Additionally, Lin Qianxuan thought about the meteor attack that Moon Peak deployed in the game.

Could he also create some large water balls to drop from the sky?

Dropping from eight thousand meters, it should have some lethality, right?

The only issue was the attack speed was too slow, making it easy for others to dodge.

The team’s progress was swift, and before long, the silhouette of Zhang City disappeared.

After rounding a mountain, the figures of turbid spirits began to appear continuously.

Without giving others a chance to act, Lin Qianxuan extended his Spiritual Power, controlling an area within an eight-kilometer radius. Whenever a turbid spirit appeared, he would preemptively manipulate the water to eliminate it.

This didn’t cost him much energy, but he still displayed a slightly tired expression.

As for who he was acting for?

Who else could it be?

“Young Master, take a break. We can handle these turbid spirits too,” Gongsun Yue said gently, maneuvering her wolf beast Divine Machine next to Lin Qianxuan.

“Yue’er, don’t worry. I know my limits,” Lin Qianxuan replied, shaking his head.

“Young Master….”

Gongsun Yue was slightly concerned but didn’t know what to say, as Lin Qianxuan was also prioritizing everyone’s safety.

Seeing the slight fatigue on Lin Qianxuan’s face, she felt a bit distressed.

Why must you bear all of this alone?

As they traveled, the Rebel Army reached a mountain hollow to rest and eat something.

They weren’t eating regular meals but rather dry rations.

And highly compressed food at that.

On the outside, they looked like fist-sized, pitch-black biscuits, named “Food Blocks.” This was a technology developed during the time of the Divine Martial Great Emperor.

Eating a piece of Food Block and drinking a sip of water, even the Divine Martial Rebel Army could endure for most of the day. It was said to be nutritionally balanced.

Lin Qianxuan also tasted a small piece to try the flavor.

The taste was complex, not unpleasant; like a slightly salty dry bread, but harder, and it dispersed more easily when combined with saliva.

A small bite, mixed with saliva, filled the mouth with substance.

After swallowing, it indeed curbed hunger.

“Young Master, have some hot soup.”

Gongsun Yue brought some hot soup from somewhere and handed it to Lin Qianxuan.

Lin Qianxuan didn’t refuse, accepting the bowl of hot soup, saying, “Thank you, Yue’er.”

Gongsun Yue smiled and nodded, then went to serve the others hot soup as well.

Lin Qianxuan noticed that the Misty Qi connecting with him from her increased significantly.

Now it was close to reaching forty-five percent.

The tactic’s speed far exceeded the game’s projections.

Lin Qianxuan smiled slightly. As long as there were no unexpected developments here, everything else could be managed.

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