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Yang Fei patted this one, hugged that one, overjoyed.

Except for the five Core Formation experts, almost all of the Changfeng Squad members broke through their own realms, all becoming Grandmasters of Transformation Strength.

Yang Fei praised them endlessly, while Mad Blade sneered.

"In Yinxue Tower, there's a specialized Martial God Dojo, and this bunch of guys is soaking in the Martial God System every day."

"The simulated gravity training system, plus the Body Tempering Gene Fluid provided by Martial God Technology, all these good things are unlimitedly available to the Changfeng Squad first."

"If they still can't breakthrough, do these guys deserve to have long birds under their crotch?"

A bunch of complacent old rogues all sheepishly hung their heads.

Especially those at the elementary stage of Strength Transformation, more so dared not speak.

Yang Fei was both surprised and delighted: "So it seems Martial God Technology does have its uses."

"This can completely cultivate a large batch of martial arts masters."

Three Swords shook his head.

"Without ten years of Essence accumulation, even with the three major systems of Martial God Technology, it's useless."

"Martial arts go against heaven, relying only on oneself, the Martial God System only provides assistance."

Yang Fei nodded: "True enough."

"I estimate that after Core Formation, the simulated gravity training system and gene fluid will no longer be of use, and the Martial God Space's function will be very limited."

Everyone silently nodded.

Martial arts go against heaven, relying on the heart and will of nine lives without regret, relying on external forces is ultimately just a temporary measure.

However, Yang Fei was already very satisfied.

Five Core Formation Grandmasters, plus seven or eight Great Martial Masters of Transforming Energy, this batch of strength is unprecedentedly terrifying.

Yang Fei called everyone to sit on the ground, solemnly issued the night's combat mission, with momentum as powerful as a thunderbolt, to capture the Four Gates' senior figures.

Finally, Yang Fei issued combat discipline.

Use of firearms and any weapons endangering public safety is prohibited, secret operations must be completed before dawn.

Twelve Changfeng team members divided into four squads, quickly vanished into the night according to the address provided by Yang Fei.

Yang Fei left Mad Blade alone, and said lightly.

"The two of us will rush towards Facing Heaven Gate together, I estimate all four sect leaders should be at Facing Heaven Gate, don't let this bunch of guys escape."

The task of capturing the senior figures at Facing Heaven Gate was led by Long Xia and others.

While Yang Fei and Mad Blade raced ahead of Long Xia's group, swiftly advancing towards Facing Heaven Gate.

The Summer Resort headquarters of Facing Heaven Gate, Zong Qingzhi and the other four sect leaders were sleepless throughout the night.

The task of ambushing Yang Fei by day failed once again today.

The four sect leaders felt a sense of impending doom.

In the Mortal World of Sanhai City over the past decade, countless Dragons Crossing the River were buried unknowingly.

But this time, four old-timers were driven into such plight by a mere small security guard.

Each person's heart was weighed down heavily.

The sinister Huang Mingquan, at this moment, had a face ashen.

His elite masters were slaughtered thoroughly by Yang Fei under an overpass.

At this moment, Yanluo Gate's strength was also greatly diminished.

Meanwhile, Sea Gate's Chen Haisheng, many masters under his command were arrested by the police for causing malicious traffic accidents and dangerous driving crimes.

The captured individuals were secretly sent to remote places, detained in different locations.

All abnormal signs made everyone anxious, as if a catastrophic disaster was inevitable.

"Any news from Imperial Father?"

Li Yuanhe broke the silence, looking at Zong Qingzhi.

Demon Emperor Professor Chen was the only hope for everyone.

Zong Qingzhi shook his head, his expression somewhat bleak.

Chen Haisheng sighed heavily, troubled.

"I have an ominous feeling, this time the higher-ups might genuinely act against the Four Gates."

Chen Haisheng shook his head, somewhat melancholic.

"The older one gets in the Mortal World, the smaller the gut becomes, if this storm passes safely."

"I'll resign from the position of sect leader, wash my hands in a golden basin, and never concern myself with Four Gates' affairs again."

Zong Qingzhi snorted: "Given the present circumstances, do you think it's so easy?"

"The bow does not turn back the arrow; either Fang Zhao dies, or we perish."

At this moment, Chen Haisheng's phone suddenly rang.

The four of them, like startled birds, leapt in fright.

Chen Haisheng glanced at the number, it was from the vice sect leader Wei Yangping, who stayed at headquarters.

He felt an ominous premonition surge in his heart.

He quickly picked up the call, only to hear Wei Yangping's tearful voice.

"Sect leader, it's bad, headquarters is under attack, four experts came, their skills extremely terrifying, the brothers have all fallen... Ah!"

Within the phone sound, Wei Yangping suddenly emitted a sharp scream, and instantly fell silent.

On the other side of the phone, someone chuckled coldly, revealing deep malice.

"Head Chen, better wash your skin waiting, sooner or later I'll ravage your rear."

Chen Haisheng stood there like a wooden chicken, his heart icy cold.

Sea Gate's headquarters, in a ship manufacturing factory, the location secret, and experts abound.

But now even the vice sect leader suffered a vicious hand, clearly indicating a complete defeat.

The other three sect leaders, nervously stared at Chen Haisheng.

Chen Haisheng made the call, not avoiding the others, everyone now knew of Sea Gate's calamity.

Chen Haisheng's body started trembling, slowly crouching down.

The unknown danger made the other three sect leaders similarly numb and dumbstruck.

"Could it be, the enemy has begun their action?"

Yanluo Gate's Huang Mingquan, with a shiver, hastily took out his phone and called headquarters.

The phone rang for a long time without anyone answering.

Huang Mingquan's heart began to collapse.

Just when he was in despair, a man's indifferent voice emerged.

"Hello?"

Huang Mingquan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"I am Huang Mingquan, the enemy may attack headquarters, inform Chief Law Protector Elder, must stay vigilant..."

At this point, the man on the other side suddenly laughed.

"So you're Huang Mingquan, unfortunate timing, Yanluo Gate was just flattened by me, your call came late."

Huang Mingquan was suddenly petrified, feeling as if he fell into an ice cave.

"You... who are you?"

The person chuckled: "A person acting on behalf of heaven."

"Over the years, Yanluo Gate conniving with officials and businessmen, doing utmost wrongdoing, did you think there would be no retribution?"

He said lastly: "I am your retribution!"

Listening to the beeping sound, Huang Mingquan was tearless.

He turned around, his gaze lifeless: "Yanluo Gate is finished."

In an instant, the eyes of the three sect leaders all focused on Facing Heaven Gate's Li Yuanhe.

Among the Four Gates, the other three were already destroyed, leaving only Facing Heaven Gate.

Li Yuanhe also realized the danger.

He suddenly leapt out, shouting at the hall entrance: "People, people!"

Li Yuanhe was horrified to find the entire Summer Resort eerily quiet.

The originally brightly lit buildings were submerged in darkness.

Endless darkness spread, leaving one in despair.

It seemed the whole resort had only this hall with lingering light.

At this moment, two silhouettes walked towards Li Yuanhe, leisurely as if in spring out for a field picnic.

The leading one had a long square face, a sharp chin, a mischievous smile at the corner of his mouth making one howl.

Behind him, stood a tall, broad-shouldered person, his figure like an iron tower overwhelming at first glance.

Upon seeing the leading person, Li Yuanhe involuntarily clenched his fist.

This person, even if turned to ash, he would recognize.

Fang Zhao!