Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

"Among the Heavenly Experts of Ying Country, aside from those of the Imperial Family, almost sixty to seventy percent of the family experts have died at my hands, yet there are still so many experts daring to seek trouble with me... Are these true warriors, or is someone deliberately stirring up trouble?..."

Jiang Dali continued stepping deeper into the tomb while sensing with his Qi Mechanism the extremely subtle Qi Mechanism outside the tomb amidst the vast Qi Mechanism of heaven and earth.

These subtle Qi Mechanisms interspersed within the heavenly and earthly Qi Mechanisms appeared insignificant, not even as eye-catching as the abundant Qi Mechanisms of the Players currently active inside the tomb, seemingly just ordinary native Qi Mechanisms.

However, in Jiang Dali’s eyes, among these seemingly ordinary Qi Mechanisms, there was a trace of unusual hostility represented by a red glow, much like several conspicuous red threads among thousands of white silk threads, hard not to notice.

Once noticed, Jiang Dali further used his senses to trace them, and clear corresponding images appeared in his mind, forming distinct images of individuals in his mind.

With his strength at this level, he could truly cover any object within a thousand-mile range.

Even a tiny blade of grass, as long as it had a Qi Mechanism, no matter how weak, he could sense it and capture it for a thousand-mile soul-lock, then present a corresponding clear image in his mind.

At present, nearly dozens of ill-intent Ying Country experts scattered outside the Holy Tomb have almost all been marked by him, no matter what they do next, he would notice in advance.

This ability to sense before the autumn wind moved is hard for other experts in the Returning to Truth 9 realm to possess, because this ’early warning and marking’ ability arises from his expertise as both a Player and an NPC, unparalleled by ordinary natives.

Intending to avoid unnecessarily alerting the enemy, Jiang Dali decided not to rush out and hammer these people to death but to quickly enter the deeper parts of the tomb, solving the Orochi and taking away the Poison Blood beforehand, to avoid delays leading to unforeseen complications.

If it were in other vassal states, he wouldn’t be so cautious.

But considering that Ying Country still hid two water-dwelling brothers, Xuanhua Ship Master Xiao Aoshi and Xiao Jingtian, and with Xiao Sanxiao persistently lurking around like a sticky candy, it’s quite possible to attract these two brothers.

"Xiao Sanxiao has indeed helped me with some small matters, and with Mud Buddha’s favor involved, if these two brothers are determined to seek trouble with me, I might as well confront them. I’m also curious to see if the Great Demon God is truly unbeatable at night and turns into a waste during the day..."

Having made plans in his mind, Jiang Dali immediately used his Spiritual Sense to connect with Xiao Sanxiao’s Qi Mechanism, sending a message to communicate.

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Not far away, amidst a barren cliff covered in blue-gray rocks, Xiao Sanxiao suddenly opened his eyes from a meditative state, a faint trace of delight flashing in his eyes.

"You brat, you finally agreed to help this old man! Hahaha! With your help, even if those two rebellious sons recover, I can still handle them all."

Inside the tomb, Jiang Dali found it amusing.

That Xiao Sanxiao, who usually carried an air of a senior expert, now even resorted to swearing, calling those two of his kindred rebels, it seems those two fellows truly pushed the old man to his limits.

Immediately, while entering the tomb sealed with the Orochi, Jiang Dali communicated with Xiao Sanxiao through telepathy.

"Deciding to help you, I also feel that they might likely strike me first; passively not retaliating is not my style, but I won’t actively seek trouble with those two brothers either. If they dare provoke me, I will take action.

Now, you should tell me, what Martial Arts do these two brothers excel in, how strong are they? And... I’ve also discovered that they share your surname Xiao, are they possibly your blood brothers?"

"Blood brothers?!"

Xiao Sanxiao’s face stiffened, indignantly, "How could they be blood brothers, how could they be blood brothers? These two bastard children are rebels, they’re the old man’s sons."

Jiang Dali was speechless, impatiently communicated, "Alright! Cursing your sons for pleasure aside, I’m discussing serious matters with you now, let’s save the babbling."

Xiao Sanxiao was dumbfounded, "You don’t believe it? Isn’t it obvious enough—you don’t believe it? Those two are indeed my sons. Otherwise, on what basis do you think they possess such earth-shattering strength? All because they inherited part of my Dragon Turtle Essence Blood."

Jiang Dali, "..."

"Is it really true?"

"Of course it’s true. If you don’t believe me, wait until those two rebels fall into our hands, I’ll make them recognize their bloodline in front of you and acknowledging me as their father."

Jiang Dali felt an urge to support himself against a wall, suddenly realizing how he seemed utterly out of touch, not knowing whether it was his thoughts that were outdated or that he was lagging behind the times in terms of ethics.

What kind of situation is this?

A father that doesn’t act like a father, sons that don’t act like sons, a father’s plotting to waste his two sons, and sons spending all their efforts trying to eliminate the father.

Even Liao Rushen, a rebellious child, didn’t seem this exaggerated.

Now should he help or not?

"Why aren’t you speaking? I’m not joking with you, when I told those two brats to call you uncle, you’ll be called uncle."

Jiang Dali took a deep breath and transmitted a message, "Alright, I got it. I don’t want to be this kind of cheap uncle either. It doesn’t matter who’s the son and who’s the father, as long as you don’t mess with me, I couldn’t care less."

With that said, he stomped his foot, and his figure shot out like a cannonball, blasting through a series of ear-splitting air waves, charging into the vibrating depths of the tomb with terrifying whistles. The great saber was drawn, conjuring wave upon wave of red flame saber waves, slamming down forcefully on the enormous serpent shadow bursting out from the tomb’s earth cave, and the dazzling saber light illuminated the entire tomb space.

"Whoosh whoosh!——"

Dongfang Bubai’s figure swept out from the side of the tomb, surprised at how quickly Jiang Dali attacked the Orochi, but without asking further, she also didn’t join the battle. Her beautiful eyes shone brightly under her long and curled eyelashes, intently admiring the grandeur of the heroic man amidst the splendid saber light.

With Jiang Dali’s current strength, unless the Orochi was in its full, intact state, it would be impossible for it to last a few rounds against Jiang Dali with just a torso having only one-eighth of its power.

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"The mechanisms inside have been triggered, and Orochi has already come out. It’s very likely to have already taken action."

"What if it hasn’t taken action, wouldn’t that be a wasted warning?"

"No hurry, none of our people are inside right now. Indeed, we cannot be certain if Orochi has engaged with that Black Wind Village Chief. Prematurely detonating the large amount of explosives within Orochi, if that Black Wind Village Chief is at a distance from Orochi, it won’t harm him at all."

"Then let’s wait a bit longer, for the time of half a cup of tea. No matter how strong that Black Wind Village Chief is, once he engages with Orochi, it will take at least half an incense stick’s time to finish the battle. Waiting for half a cup of tea is safe. Perhaps by then, when he’s a bit exhausted and most lax, we can use those ten tons of explosives to blow him to pieces. No amount of steel and iron bones could survive such an explosion."

In the forests outside the Holy Tomb, dozens of people were distributed into four groups in the east, south, west, and north directions.

The group in the east made strategic decisions, engaging in a fervent discussion.

The leader was an old man in a black swordsman’s robe, with disheveled hair, robust and burly physique, square-faced with neatly trimmed iron-like short beard, extending along the temples, deep-set eyes and high nose bridge. He bore a striking resemblance to the former World Association leader, Xiong Ba.

The old man suddenly grew cold in the eyes and decisively ordered, "Send out the signal, light the fire and take action!"

"What?!"

The family heads of various families nearby were shocked but dared not hesitate upon seeing the old man’s serious face. They swiftly each pulled out a signal flare and simultaneously sent out the signals.

Instantly, seven colorful signal flares soared up from the eastern sky, bursting into fireworks that filled the sky, each forming the symbols of the Seven Great Families of Ying Country: "Yi, Jia, Jie, Gen, Hei, Wu, Qiu."

The simultaneous display of the seven family symbols marked the beginning of a full-scale action.

Many players passing between the surrounding mountains and forests saw the seven fireworks suddenly rise in the sky. They stopped, pointing and discussing, still not understanding what had happened.

But at that very moment, from the south, west, and north, the same seven symbols rose instantly, with the experts from the Seven Great Families on those sides responding in kind.

Almost simultaneously, within the tomb of the Holy Tomb, Jiang Dali faintly smiled, stomping down with his foot. With a loud boom, it crushed onto the body of the Orochi, which was spewing fresh blood, and he shouted, "Fall!"

BOOM!!——

The Orochi let out a wail, falling crashing down like a mountain of gold and columns of jade, its gigantic eyes filled with venomous hatred and unwillingness, desperately convulsing its ulcerated, pus-filled abdomen in a final death struggle.

"Hmm? This Orochi... is pregnant?"

Jiang Dali’s tiger-like eyes suddenly focused, catching an unusual scent wafting from the ulcerated, pus-filled, foul-smelling abdomen of the Orochi. It was the smell of "sulfur."

Outside, from the four directions of southeast, northwest, dozens of people activated the mechanisms, crying out with bloodshot eyes, "Release!!"

BOOM!——!!——

A deafening, colossal explosion erupted from the direction of the Holy Tomb, accompanied by terrible earth-shaking tremors!

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