All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 729 - 93: Kill One Every Ten Steps, Leave No Trace Within a Thousand Miles (3800)

Chapter 729: Chapter 93: Kill One Every Ten Steps, Leave No Trace Within a Thousand Miles (3800)

The cold winds are biting.

Unlike Embracing the Void’s North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent, which grows warmer as the cold disaster ends, the temperature in the Tianyuan Realm is inherently damp and cold. Now the chilling winds blow through the buildings deep in the night, frost congealing in the air, with the breath vents of the armored guards emitting a steady white mist. Under the flying shutter’s light, it looks like walls that seal off all directions completely.

The wind flips An Jing’s garment corners, causing him to squint slightly, his gaze carrying a hint of nostalgia.

——When was the last time he was besieged by a fully-armed enemy?

——And since when had he stopped fearing such power?

With the steady rhythm of breathing, his heart beats powerfully, vibrating like thunderous drumming. Inside his body’s Formation Realm exists based on the five viscera, six bowels, the meridians around his body, and his Spirit Root. Its operation is the Martial Artist’s bodily function. The Tai Shi Yuan Evil splits into the Five Elements Evil Qi, and among them, the strongest Tai Bai Gold Evil fortifies his bones and flesh, while the Blood Fiend flows endlessly to protect the organs, like towering peaks and the ceaselessly rushing Great River.

In a body that seems youthful, lies a Small World.

Unlike his days spent in Embracing the Void and Tianyuan, he no longer needed to hide, to flee... but instead could confront, fight, battle, go...

Resist.

An Jing knows that he had smoother choices, as long as he was willing to reveal his identity, or rather, hand over leverage to the Third Middle School, with Chairman Chen acting on his behalf, the Night Niche Gang issue would easily turn the page, and he would receive better treatment.

As long as he is willing to let go of some persistence, not kill some who deserved to be killed, his life would be smoother, more relaxed and comfortable.

——As long as he was willing to reconcile with the world, to admit defeat, with his talent and strength, he would be the happiest person in this world.

Facing the repeated warnings of the Sky Surveillance Bureau guards, An Jing appeared to hear nothing, holding Killing Life in his hand and striding towards the ready Observatory Guard troops.

But living like that wouldn’t be free enough, unrestrained enough, powerful enough.

Not exhilarating enough.

An Jing must admit he’s a somewhat muddled person; he often does not think of benefits or consequences when he acts. If it weren’t for saving his master in his past life, he would have never been affected by nuclear radiation, and even though his master didn’t live much longer afterwards, so what? He indeed saved his master and triumphed over half the heavens.

As for all the consequences that followed, they were his choice; he would not regret them and would face them squarely.

Success is not important; what matters is that he wants to do and indeed does it, that’s his choice.

His life.

The former Earth soldier, now the Huai Xu Martial Artist An Jing, has never cared about gains, losses, likes, or dislikes——he only knows that if he can’t stand this messed-up world, then he must change it with his own hands, dragging down and trampling into the mud all who dare to stand in his way.

No matter how hard, how difficult, it in itself is inconsequential, as long as it serves the purpose, then all the hardships and pains along the way are just delightful seasonings.

He just likes this.

Among the ranks of the armored guards, the voice that has repeatedly issued warnings without response seems to have given up persuasion.

Suddenly, even colder and more murderous voices sounded.

"Open fire!"

"Open fire?!"

The sound of triggers being pulled echoes, but no muzzle-flares appear, no bullets shoot out, because An Jing’s eyes are already shining dazzlingly, with a molten gold light like the sun itself.

Hum——

The sound of magnetic fields rotating, abruptly fills the air.

As An Jing raises his hand, flowing on the emerging dragon scales is a white-hot, beautiful yet deadly platinum thunder light.

[Commanding Five Soldiers True Thunder]

With the sparkling of platinum-colored electromagnetic sparks, all firearms containing metal components start smoking and become nonfunctional after a short circuit.

Not just that, as he clenches his fist towards the sky, the thunder light bursts out roaring, igniting all the metallic ammunition carried by the guards, causing explosions on their bodies and armored vehicles!

The violent shockwaves ripple through the ranks; although this kind of power does not harm the guards equipped with Heavenly Mechanism Armor, it is enough to disorient them for a short period, unable to react to An Jing’s subsequent moves.

In secret, several shadowy figures observe the site.

An Jing’s actions are certainly covert, but to some who were already prepared, these movements are hardly traceless, especially since the Night Niche Gang attack alerted many sensitive forces, with several high-level individuals personally attending the scene.

Chairman Chen of Jingwei Academy is one of them; he is well aware that the current actor is An Xuan, but he wouldn’t step in lightly because his real value lies in ’letting An Xuan stubbornly claim that he isn’t the one who annihilated the Night Niche Gang.’

By now, everyone knows who has the strength and motive to wipe out the Night Niche Gang, but as long as An Jing doesn’t show his face, doesn’t leave enough credible witnesses, then no one could accuse him of the act.

This kind of privilege, where everyone is aware but can pretend ignorance, is something that only he, the True Person from Luofu Cave Heaven, can offer.

"Golden Thunder Technique."

He murmurs to himself, "Indeed, aside from the Taibai Luminous Godly Ban there are higher cultivation methods; this Thunder Method is truly exquisite and involves Weapon Fiend... Surely, it is Heritage of the Primordial Spirit Sword Immortal!"

The other secret watchers also feel a chill in their hearts: "This kind of manipulation of Soldier Thunder... is very familiar! It seems just like the Five Thunders Skills of the Zhang Family from Danxia Mountain back in the day. Could it be that besides inheriting the Five Emperors, he has also cultivated the Five Thunders Skills?"