Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 204 - 146: Outwitting the King, Stealing the Treasure and Evacuating_2

Chapter 204: Chapter 146: Outwitting the King, Stealing the Treasure and Evacuating_2

Just as she gritted her teeth, about to make a move, she suddenly felt a pain in her shoulder.

A bullet had actually grazed past her shoulder, leaving a scar on it.

"Where did that bullet come from?"

"A stray bullet?"

"How could it be such a coincidence?"

Looking at the inscrutable figure of the Puppet Girl, Hui Ling suddenly had a moment of clarity, "Had she already arranged shooters around the area?"

"Was that shot just now a warning?"

Thinking of this, the desire Hui Ling had to strike also gradually extinguished.

Watching the other party take the King of Hailan away, Hui Ling sighed, "Well, the video I just recorded should be enough."

With that in mind, she began to activate the Secret Technique of the Immortal Gates, planning to head back first.

...

On another battlefield.

Amid the roaring thunder, flying swords shuttled back and forth.

The soldiers watched in shock as a man and a woman strolled through the battlefield.

Shockwaves rose from all around, and from time to time, a blood mist would rise amidst horrified screams.

Clothing, bullets, muskets, and even wooden beams, bricks, tiles, grass, and trees... everything on this battlefield seemed to have become lethal weapons, ready at any moment to burst forth and claim the lives of soldiers.

The continuous explosions were like Divine Punishments descending from the heavens, each rising flame and plume of smoke symbolizing destructive power that razed everything encountered to the ground.

Soldiers kept trying to attack the hand-in-hand couple, but the bullets either missed completely or were blocked by all sorts of random debris.

Then the soldiers who attempted to shoot often met their end impaled by their own muskets or in one of the explosions.

The executives of the Zhou Tian Sect died one by one, and with the combat, the command and organizational capacity of the entire army continually declined.

The soldiers had ingested Jile Powder and had Gu insects planted inside their bodies, but even though they feared not death, they still inevitably felt bewildered.

However, this situation took a turn when Ma Hong decided to start the retreat.

With a low moan rising from Ma Hong’s mouth, the Gu insects inside the soldiers began to die one by one.

After the death of the Gu insects, a look of madness gradually appeared on the soldiers’ faces, as if they were beasts, charging at Lin Xing with a rush.

Lin Xing, holding Jing Shiyu’s hand, followed by Zhang Tiande, felt as if he had plunged into a sea of people, surrounded on all sides by people crazily charging at them.

With every step forward, they felt as if they were stepping into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

At this moment, Ma Hong’s body was wrapped in groups of Iron Armor Flying Insects that looked like dark clouds, rapidly retreating towards the depths of the Duke Mansion.

He looked back from afar at the soldiers, who were being churned like meat in a grinder, and thought coldly, "You’ve won this time, but wait for my revenge in the secret realm."

Although this defeat was significant, Ma Hong felt that he had gained more experience in combat with the people of the secret realm.

He was firmly resolved not to engage directly with the countries inside the secret realm anymore.

He planned to lead his subordinates to continuously open the Immortal Gates, plundering the weak nations within the secret realm, and moving the secret realm’s technologies, knowledge, weapons, and population to his territory...

But before withdrawal, he still needed to take some of his belongings stored in the Duke Mansion, such as the accumulated artifacts of the Evil Sect.

However, as soon as Ma Hong returned to his bedroom, he was shocked to find that the secret chamber had already been opened.

The very box that stored the Evil Sect artifacts had disappeared without a trace.

A surge of fury rose in Ma Hong’s heart; those were the Evil Sect artifacts he had stored for his own use.

"Who is it!!"

...

On the other side, Bai Yiyi, controlling the Puppet Girl, was holding a box in one hand and carrying the King of Hailan out of the Duke Mansion with the other.

"Lin Xing, how many times did you sweep through the entire Duke Mansion to even know about such a well-hidden artifact of evil spirits..."

...

Ma Hong suppressed the rage in his heart, grabbed several other most valuable items from the secret room, and prepared to evacuate.

Suddenly, a premonition of danger surged through him, causing his skin to crawl with the sharp intensity of a murderous intent.

He commanded the swarms of Iron Armor Flying Insects and dashed out of the room at the fastest speed.

The next moment, he felt a wave of scorching heat approaching his face, as golden flames descended from the sky like a column of light, instantly turning the outer walls and roof of the room into ashes, while everything inside remained intact, displaying terrifying precision in its lethal power.

Ma Hong watched this scene in shock, realizing that if he had stayed in the room, he would have likely been trapped by the flames.

At the same time, a blinding firelight shone from behind.

Ma Hong quickly turned his head to see a Red Robed Taoist approaching on a cloud of fire, with eight layers of differently colored flames burning fiercely behind him.

The golden flame that had just destroyed the room’s exterior wall whistled back behind the Taoist, becoming the ninth flame.

...

The startling blaze on Ma Hong’s side immediately caught the attention of many on and off the battlefield.

Du Chuang of the Evil-cutting Sect exclaimed in surprise, "Is that the Sect Master?"

Xuan Jizi suddenly stood up, head held high and chest puffed out, "The old geezer finally arrived, now it’s our turn to step in."

"Good disciple, let’s go!"

"Let these heretical and crooked paths see the majesty of our Evil-cutting Sect!"

The two immediately rushed towards the direction of the golden flames.

...

The Daoist enveloped in nine layers of firelight looked at Ma Hong with a benevolent face, "I’ve heard that young friend has been cutting evil and eradicating demons for many years, obtaining numerous artifacts of evil spirits. However, such objects are harbinger of disaster; ordinary people who keep them often die unexpectedly."

"I see that you, young friend, already have a darkened forehead and are on the brink of a bloody disaster. Why not hand over the evil artifacts to this poor Daoist? When I ascend to Heaven in the future and join the ranks of the immortals, I will surely bestow upon you a great fortune."

Feeling the astonishing heat contained within the nine layers of firelight behind the Daoist, Ma Hong felt sweat continually breaking out on his face, underarms, and groin.

"Is this Daoist the third successor? Or someone who has completed the second vision of succession?"

Ma Hong swallowed hard and said hoarsely, "They were stolen, I don’t have a single one left on me."

The Flame Taoist’s expression changed, becoming displeased, "Young friend, do not jest with this poor Daoist..."

Suddenly, the Taoist’s expression wildly changed, "Damn it, is it necessary to chase me so tightly just because I stole once from you? Once I become an immortal, you’ll be the first I’ll strike down..."

With a swirl of a blue flame from behind, all of Ma Hong’s belongings and many items from the secret room were swept up, and the whole person, stepping on a cloud of fire, soared out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xuan Jizi, who saw this from a distance, had a trace of astonishment flash across his face, "Why did that old geezer run off?"

At the same time, Xuan Jizi already heard a voice transmission in his ear, "Good disciple, if anyone asks later, never admit to knowing anyone from the Evil-cutting Sect."

Before Xuan Jizi could ponder the Sect Master’s words’ true meaning, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

Everyone instinctively looked up, only to see a black dragon twisting its muscular body, descending slowly on a cloud of mist.

And a young scholar sitting at the dragon’s head, his gentle gaze seemed to penetrate the bodies of everyone present in an instant.