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This time, he no longer tested or held back.
He slowly raised both hands, and on his left hand, a vibrant, emerald-green light quietly condensed, as if containing the creative power of the beginning of all things.
His right hand was shrouded in a deep, deathly gray vortex that seemed capable of devouring all light and darkness, emanating a terrifying aura that caused all things to wither and return to nothingness.
Life and death, creation and annihilation.
Two diametrically opposed yet fundamentally connected forces achieved a strange yet perfect balance between his palms.
"The two elements give rise to each other!"
Zhang Yunyuan uttered a soft shout, and his hands, imbued with the energy of life and death, lightly imprinted themselves on the indestructible stone armor of the Zhenyue Stone General.
A strange scene happened.
The incredibly hard stone armor began to "grow" at an illogical speed at the point where his left hand touched it!
Countless fine, shimmering clusters of stone crystals sprouted from the ground like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, spreading wildly outwards!
And the hard rock that made up Shi Jiang's body was being "annihilated" at an even faster rate at the part that his right hand touched!
They did not shatter or turn to powder, but were decomposed and assimilated by a more primordial force, turning into the most primitive, unadulterated nothingness!
The accelerated cycle of "creation" and "annihilation" is playing out simultaneously within the body of this stone general!
The feeling was like a piece of steel being placed in both extreme heat and extreme cold, its internal structure being completely torn apart and destroyed in a short instant by these two extreme forces!
"Click... click click..."
The Zhenyue Stone, bearing down its massive body, let out a mournful cry, like shattered glass, as if it could no longer bear the weight.
Grotesque cracks spread wildly outwards from the center of Zhang Yunyuan's palms.
Its eyes, which had been burning with spiritual fire, gradually dimmed amidst extreme pain and bewilderment.
Finally, with a soft "pop," the newly born weapon spirit, brimming with immense fighting spirit, was completely annihilated.
The battle spirit created by Jin Yangzi disintegrated amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd.
It turned into a pile of ordinary, lifeless pebbles, scattered all over the ground.
"No...impossible..."
Jin Yangzi stared at the unbelievable scene before him. His belief, which had been on the verge of collapse due to the forced use of the secret technique, was completely shattered at this moment by Zhang Yunyuan's authentic and incomparable immortal realm technique!
He couldn't understand how an extraordinary person from the mortal world could possess these core inheritances that belonged only to the Kunlun Immortal Realm!
Moreover, it is even more refined and... unreasonable than him!
At that very moment when his mind was clouded and his Dao heart collapsed.
"Boom--!"
The entire underground space could no longer withstand the devastating impact of the out-of-control furnace core and began a complete and irreversible collapse!
Huge boulders rained down from the dome, and the raging torrent of energy, having lost its last restraint, transformed into a death storm capable of devouring everything, sweeping across this space that was about to return to nothingness.
Chapter 230 The Company's Clearance, the Dust Settles
The collapse of the underground space came more rapidly than anyone had anticipated.
Above the dome, tens of thousands of tons of rocks and soil, mixed with twisted steel bars and broken fragments of arrays, poured down like a flood bursting its banks.
The devastating energy storm transformed into a chaotic vortex of death, capable of tearing everything apart, dragging everything in sight into final annihilation.
The complete collapse of space has begun, with massive rocks falling like rain and turbulent energy tearing everything apart.
Jin Yangzi finally let out a desperate roar, no longer caring about saving the core of the cultivation furnace, and prepared to escape first.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yunyuan's gaze was sharp as lightning, piercing through the smoke and energy storm, quickly sweeping across the battlefield.
Inside the encrypted communicator, battle reports from all sides rapidly converged amidst a noisy background.
The sound of the clarinet came first, accompanied by rapid breathing and the roar of rocks splitting:
"Senior! Harichagai and Liu Wukui have lost their fighting ability! Our area has been cleared and we are evacuating!"
Almost simultaneously, Xiao Zi switched to the channel with a voice so calm it was unsettling, accompanied by the howling of the wind in the background:
"Zhao Guizhen has been 'saved' and the area has been purged."
Old Meng's signal was intermittent, mixed with animal cries and the sound of distant buildings collapsing.
"Chou Rang has been executed! Most villagers have been evacuated to a safe zone... Fu Rong has clearly stated her surrender and is currently under control..."
Wang Zhenqiu's lighthearted yet clear voice chimed in, carrying a hint of lingering interest:
"Grandpa Bi Yuan is sleeping soundly, and I've finished up here too~"
Feng Baobao's voice rang out last, calm and even, yet full of certainty: "Zhong Xiaolong, Ding Ziheng, bury them."
All key intelligence was gathered in an instant.
Zhang Yunyuan's gaze swept across the chaotic, still crumbling battlefield like a bolt of lightning, and his figure darted out like a ghost.
He navigated precisely through the falling boulders and turbulent energy currents, with a clear objective—towards those few remaining individuals with strong roots who, though injured, were still struggling in the ruins and trying to escape in the chaos.
He needed to ensure that not a single one escaped with the secrets of Biyou Village from this place of turmoil that would eventually turn into ruins.
He uttered a low shout, his fingers moving like swords, so fast they left only afterimages. The chaotic energy emanating from his fingertips wasn't a large-scale, indiscriminate attack, but rather a precise strike aimed at the vital acupoints of each remaining target!
puff!puff!puff!
Several very faint muffled thuds.
The remaining few with superior root abilities suddenly stiffened, their faces instantly losing all color.
They felt a chaotic, heavy, and seemingly all-consuming alien energy, like the most intricate lock, instantly penetrate and seal their dantian core!
Their years of painstaking cultivation of Qi, before this Chaos Lock, were like a flood blocked by a dam, instantly halting and subsiding. The last vestige of resistance they had just mustered vanished without a trace.
Despair and disbelief flashed in their eyes at the same time. Their bodies went limp and they collapsed to the ground, completely losing consciousness.
They were not defeated, but their cultivation was precisely abolished.
Having done all this, Zhang Yunyuan's figure swayed slightly and appeared at the edge of the collapsed area.
He glanced at the underground space behind him, which was about to be completely buried and had once held all of Ma Xianhong's ideals and madness. A complex and unfathomable emotion flashed in his eyes, which were always as calm as an ancient well.
Without pausing, he transformed into a streak of light and sped towards the ground along the path he had come from.
The ground was already a scene of utter devastation.
With the complete destruction of the underground energy center, the divine array that had enveloped the entire Biyou Village finally ceased operation.
The mechanical puppets that had been attacking frantically suddenly lost the red light in their eyes and stood frozen in place like soulless puppets.
Those who survived the ordeal, whether they were temporary workers from the company or the supernatural beings caught up in it, all collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, their faces filled with lingering fear and exhaustion.
Wang Ye plopped down on the ground, completely disheveled. He wiped the dust off his face, looked at the equally disheveled Zhuge Qing beside him, and muttered weakly:
"What the hell……
"Old Qing, what are we doing this for? We almost lost our lives here."
Zhuge Qing shook his head with a wry smile. Just as he was about to say something, a series of neat and heavy footsteps approached from afar and reached everyone's ears.
Following the sound, everyone looked and saw countless figures dressed in the uniform combat suits of "Nadutong" company, like a black tide, rapidly surging into the already shattered village from all directions.
They were well-equipped, swift in action, and their teamwork was impeccable. In a very short time, they had taken control of all the key roads in the village.
At this moment, a vast net woven by official forces finally tightened completely.
"Group one, group two, control all the upper organs, the target loses the ability to resist, prioritize ensuring vital signs!"
"Groups three and four, take control of all villagers, verify their identities, and kill any who resist!"
"Medical team, immediately set up a temporary aid station and prioritize the treatment of our wounded!"
Calm yet unquestionable instructions resounded clearly in the ears of every member of the operation through the encrypted communication channel.
The large company force, which had been waiting on the perimeter for some time, began a highly efficient and ruthless clearing operation.
The villagers, who were already terrified, were quickly taken into custody and removed.
Those who were unconscious and of superior spiritual capacity were put in specially made shackles that could imprison all the flow of Qi, and were carried away like cargo.
Even the mechanical puppets scattered throughout the village that had lost their power were dismantled and sealed away piece by piece by professional logistics personnel.
Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, mingling in the crowd, were also dumbfounded by the scene before them, which resembled an army marching through the country.
Zhang Chulan nudged Feng Baobao, who was curiously examining a disassembled "Ru Hua" puppet beside him, and whispered:
"Sister Bao'er, tell me... just how much wealth does our company actually have? This is almost like a war zone."
Feng Baobao tilted her head, thought about it seriously for a moment, then took out a handful of melon seeds from her pocket and handed them to Zhang Chulan.
"I don't know. Do you want some?"
Zhang Chulan: "..."
Just then, a figure wearing a floral shirt approached with a grin.
"Hey, isn't this Brother Chu Lan? How was your in-depth tour of Biyou Village?"
The newcomer was Wang Zhenqiu, followed by Xiao Zizai, who looked compassionate and as if he had just finished a grand religious ceremony, and Hei Guan, who was taciturn and as still as a stone.
"Brothers..."
Looking at these temporary workers, each with a different style but all exuding a terrifying aura, Zhang Chulan immediately put on a fawning smile, "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."
Xiao Zizai pushed up his glasses, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Chulan before glancing at Feng Baobao, who was intently eating sunflower seeds beside him. A gentle smile appeared on his face, yet it sent chills down Zhang Chulan's spine.
“Amitabha, the ‘scent’ on these two benefactors is truly… getting more and more interesting.”
Zhang Chulan chuckled twice and subconsciously took half a step back.
Amidst this chaos that seemed to have settled, Zhang Yunyuan's figure silently appeared under a large tree not far away.
He didn't disturb anyone, but simply watched quietly as the village before him was being taken over by "order".
His gaze finally fell on the white-haired youth who was being carried out of the rubble by several company employees and was already unconscious.
This fanatical idealist's utopian dream, which was enough to overturn the entire world, ultimately came to an end in such a tragic way.
There was no pity or mockery in Zhang Yunyuan's eyes, only a bottomless calm.