The Unruly Immortals

However, Qing Wanglai seemed to know everything, twisting his body in an extremely strange manner, avoiding the perilous ambush with just the loss of an ear.

As Qing Wanglai's shattered glasses fell to the ground, a cold glint flashed across the broken lenses—it was Li Huowang's military knife.

The moment Qing Wanglai was attacked, Li Huowang had already begun to move, this was fundamentally an ambush that he and Zhao Shuangdian had set up against Qing Wanglai.

With a crisp "clang," Qing Wanglai used his wristwatch to block Li Huowang's descending blade.

But then, with a "swoosh," Qing Wanglai watched in disbelief as another knife held in Li Huowang's left hand chopped onto his neck.

He simply couldn't comprehend why this guy suddenly launched a surprise attack on him when he hadn't started to do anything, why?

Blood splattered, but at this moment, Qing Wanglai was exceptionally calm, immediately seeking an opportunity to counterattack. While grabbing Li Huowang's wrist, he turned his head and yelled to the other Fate Commanders around him, "Help! Li Huowang has gone completely mad!!"

As these words were spoken, the other Fate Commanders immediately snapped back to reality and prepared to help, but Yi Donglai and Yang Na stepped forward and stopped them. "Qing Wanglai is deceiving you! Li Huowang isn't crazy! He's using all of you!"

At that moment, another gunshot rang out, but Qing Wanglai seemed to have foresight and managed to dodge it once again.

Li Huowang roared, increasing the force in his hand, trying to chop off Qing Wanglai's head, but at this moment, Qing Wanglai was incredibly strong, holding against it firmly.

"Bang!" Qing Wanglai kicked Li Huowang's stomach with a strong kick, the force directly causing his organs to shift. "Brother Li! What are you doing!"

But what truly surprised Qing Wanglai was that this move didn't seem to affect Li Huowang.

"It's all your fault!!" Li Huowang exerted force with his feet, his mouth opening wide, lunging toward Qing Wanglai's face to bite.

Qing Wanglai was just about to evade, when the red laser aimed at the back of his head again. With two dangers at hand, he had to choose the lesser. As he dodged the bullet, Li Huowang's teeth were already biting into his face.

Li Huowang, eyes bloodshot, used all the strength in his body, biting hard, and then violently tearing away, ripping off a large piece of Qing Wanglai's skin.

Feeling the intense pain on his face and the fatal wound on his neck, Qing Wanglai pushed Li Huowang away with all his strength, momentarily halting his next attack.

He held his neck tightly, looked at Li Huowang in front of him, and let out a soft laugh, "Seems like you've learned something through some special way, and you don't agree with my plan, do you?"

At this point, Li Huowang had no intention of conversing with Qing Wanglai, clutching his military knife, with his mind solely focused on how to kill the wounded Qing Wanglai.

Seeing Li Huowang uninterested in talking, Qing Wanglai turned his head and looked at the hesitant Wu Qi, "Sister Wu, come over and help me bandage this up."

Wu Qi, holding the medical box, looked left and right, uncertain of what to do.

"Wu Qi! Come over!!" With Qing Wanglai's shout, Wu Qi pulled out a scalpel, forcing Yi Donglai to back off, rushing to Qing Wanglai's side, rapidly bandaging and suturing the wound.

"Oh dear! What on earth are you all doing! Whatever the issue, let's sit down and talk it through."

While the thin thread moved through the flesh to stop the bleeding, Qing Wanglai used Wu Qi's body to block the direction from which the bullets were coming, always keeping Wu Qi between the line of fire.

He then looked at the others and spoke, "What? You really believe Li Huowang? Heaven and Earth can testify, I have never harmed him, from beginning to end I've been helping him."

"Of course, I won't go along with a madman's plan, but shouldn't we subdue him now? If we let him keep going crazy like this, it might get seriously out of hand."

Just as he finished speaking, Li Huowang immediately retorted, "Oh really? Then explain those three test tubes behind your back! What do you intend to do with them!!"

With that said, Li Huowang stamped his feet on the ground, clenching the military knife in his hand, and charged toward the injured Qing Wanglai.

As Li Huowang was about to reach him, Qing Wanglai suddenly pushed Wu Qi, who was stopping his bleeding, toward Li Huowang.

When Li Huowang was forced to reach out and steady the stumbling Wu Qi, he saw Qing Wanglai take the opportunity to turn and flee!

"Zhao Shuangdian! She's running! Hurry, chase!!" Li Huowang pushed Wu Qi aside and immediately pursued Qing Wanglai without a moment's delay.

He's injured, we absolutely can't let him escape. If he gets away now, the advantage I gained through backtracking will be lost!

The forest on the mountain was dense, making the chase challenging, but fortunately, the red trail left by San Qing on the ground allowed Li Huowang to track Qing Wanglai's movements.

After a quick pursuit, Li Huowang once again caught sight of Qing Wanglai's fleeting figure, raising one hand to hurl the military knife in his hand fiercely—it hit!

Li Huowang pushed aside the branches obstructing his path and saw Qing Wanglai lying beneath a sycamore tree, with the military knife he had thrown earlier embedded in his thigh, bleeding profusely.

Gripping another military knife in his hand, Li Huowang, gritting his teeth, stared at Qing Wanglai, and finally, the emotions he had been suppressing erupted. "Have you thought about what you want to say for your last words?"

"Hehehe....what are you planning to do next?" Qing Wanglai raised his right hand with a broken pinky and pushed the blood-smeared glasses on his nose.

Even in such a situation, there wasn't a trace of fear in his eyes.

Li Huowang slowly bared his white teeth, "I'm going to devour your Heavenly Dao!"

Just then, footsteps approached from behind; Li Huowang recognized them as Zhao Shuangdian's.

"Li Huowang, do you really have to start an internal conflict now? Don't forget, our enemy lies right before us." Qing Wanglai extended a hand, pointing at a wisp of dark clouds approaching on the horizon.

"Cut the crap! Do you think I'd still believe you? I know exactly what you plan from the last backtrack! Your show's over!"

"Hehehe...." Qing Wanglai chuckled, and if Li Huowang remembered correctly, it was the first time Qing Wanglai had laughed this way, the atmosphere in the forest gradually becoming oppressive, with the temperature seemingly dropping by a few degrees.

"Heh, do you really think I'd be afraid of you? I know you've got some tricks, but do you really think you can handle me with just a sneak attack?"

A clicking sound rang out—it was the safety of a pistol being disengaged. Qing Wanglai raised a gun from his pocket, aiming it at Li Huowang's brow.

"But you've got it wrong, even heavily injured, I am not someone you can deal with."

In Li Huowang's eyes, Qing Wanglai's body gradually enlarged, splitting into ever-transparent strands.

Amidst the chaos of the White Jade Capital, Li Huowang, staring frantically at the San Qing he finally found after much effort, screamed hoarsely, "San Qing!!"