Chapter 6868
Even High Technology Can't Stop It
Each encounter left only a fleeting afterimage beside him.
The afterimage was like a ghost, making it impossible for the attackers to pinpoint his true location.
At the same time, accompanied by a short, almost negligible thud, the attackers collapsed to the ground like rag dolls with their spines removed.
Some attackers had broken neck bones, their heads tilted limply to one side, their eyes wide open, as if they couldn't believe they had been defeated so easily; others had their hearts severed, their bodies instantly losing all life, collapsing to the ground, motionless.
The ferocity and greed from before still lingered on their faces, but now their eyes were closed forever, their lives extinguished in an instant.
Xiao Chen continued walking forward, his figure appearing exceptionally upright and resolute in the dimly lit corridor.
He knew that the battle had only just begun and that many more challenges lay ahead, but he was not afraid, because he had enough strength and confidence to deal with everything.
These people had no personal grudges against him.
However, when they chose to step into this towering structure symbolizing evil and become members of the "Black Phoenix" organization, they became thorns in Xiao Chen's side and targets that Xiao Chen had to eliminate.
Before stepping into this towering maelstrom of sin, Di Tianyan's chilling intelligence, like a sharp carving knife, sketched out the ferocious full picture of "Black Phoenix" in his mind.
It was a chilling scene, every detail exuding an aura of evil and greed.
"Black Phoenix" is like a malignant tumor lurking in the deepest shadows of the ancient city, silent yet extremely destructive.
They rely on superhuman strength; each member is a master of ancient martial arts with unique skills, and their attacks are ruthless and difficult to defend against.
At the same time, they also used the vast financial network of the Nanlai Group, an invisible giant net that, like evil tentacles, tightly gripped the throats of nearly one-third of the business tycoons in the ancient city.
These business tycoons once dominated the commercial scene of the ancient city and made significant contributions to its development.
However, they are now suffocating under the oppression of this giant net.
A steady stream of wealth, as if sucked away by an invisible black hole, accompanied by fear, flowed into the Black Phoenix's pocket.
Those industries that had been painstakingly built, those fortunes that embodied the blood, sweat, and toil of countless people, were so easily plundered by the "Black Phoenix."
But that's far from all.
Beneath the glamorous exterior of the Nanlai Group flows an even more filthy black blood.
They secretly engaged in transnational intelligence transactions, selling important information such as state secrets and commercial secrets to foreign forces at high prices, seriously endangering national security and interests.
And then there are the meticulously planned assassinations, where countless lives are easily wiped out like ants by their conspiracies and schemes.
Every crime is soaked in the blood and tears of the innocent, tearing countless families apart and shrouding the ancient city in gloom.
"Black Phoenix" is the cancer of the ancient city, like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone, deeply rooted in the body of the ancient city, constantly eroding its health and tranquility.
If it is not completely removed, the ancient city will never have peace, and the people will live in misery.
Kill them, what's the harm?
A flame of anger ignited in Xiao Chen's heart—a relentless pursuit of justice and zero tolerance for evil.
He knew he bore a heavy responsibility: to completely eradicate the "Black Phoenix" and restore peace and order to the ancient city. After clearing the obstacles on the 28th floor, Xiao Chen stood in the center of the corridor, his sharp gaze sweeping across the complex space like a probe.
Every corner, every door, may hide unknown dangers, but he is fearless.
His eyes revealed determination and courage, as if telling all the evil forces in the darkness that his arrival would be their doom.
Leading to the 29th floor, that is Di Lang's final lair, the core of evil.
That passageway is not accessible by ordinary elevators.
Hidden within this seemingly ordinary architectural structure is a concealed alloy spiral staircase embedded in the thick walls.
This spiral staircase, like a winding dragon, lies hidden in the darkness, awaiting the challenge of the brave.
Xiao Chen slowly ascended the spiral staircase, his steps steady and powerful.
With every step, one could feel the tension and danger permeating the surrounding air.
Finally, he reached the end of the spiral staircase, where a massive door gleaming with a cold, metallic luster appeared before him.
The door was so heavy it was suffocating, like an insurmountable chasm blocking his way.
There were no keyholes on the door's surface, only an identification area that shimmered with a ghostly blue light, which was like a will-o'-the-wisp from hell, sending chills down one's spine.
Below is an unfathomable iris scanner, like an evil eye, spying on everyone who approaches.
Xiao Chen knew that behind this door was Di Lang, the source of all those evils.
"high tech?"
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, the curve of his lips as cold as an Arctic wind, undisguisedly carrying contempt. His gaze was as if he were looking at a pile of useless scrap metal.
"Faced with the true power of this world, these so-called technological products are nothing more than a pile of haphazardly assembled scrap metal."
The moment he finished speaking, his long, slender hand with distinct knuckles, like an elegant dancer, lightly touched the cold, hard door.
Without any gathering of power or any deafening shouts, the immortal power that had been dormant in his dantian for a long time suddenly erupted like a volcano that had been sleeping for thousands of years!
That violent and unparalleled, surging power rushed out from his palm like a flood bursting its banks, with an unstoppable momentum, and forcefully poured into the incredibly heavy alloy structure, like a ferocious beast rushing into a narrow cage, wreaking havoc.
"Creak! Boom!!"
Immediately afterwards, a sickening metallic groan, like a sharp dagger, pierced through the deathly silence!
That once incredibly sturdy riot door, capable of withstanding a fierce attack from high explosives, was now being gripped and kneaded as if by the iron hand of an invisible giant.
Under the frenzied impact of the immortal power, it instantly twisted and deformed, its originally regular shape becoming unrecognizable. The concrete around the door frame also peeled off like a fragile eggshell, fluttering down like a strange snowfall.
Xiao Chen's arm muscles bulged like a coiling dragon, every line exuding power.
He pulled sharply outwards, the movement swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
The massive door, weighing several tons, was torn and pried open from the solid wall as easily as a sheet of paper by his immense strength! (End of Chapter)