You drew your sword, plunged it into a corner of the house, and with a creaking, ear-piercing sound of tearing steel, pried open an iron door.

A staircase leading downwards has appeared.

[You forced your way in, causing the earth and rocks to collapse, widening the passage into the shape of a War Dragon XI.]

In the basement, the old man watched in horror as the stones crumbled down. He screamed in exasperation until you finally stepped down and appeared before him.

He had stayed in this basement since morning without going out, and to avoid being disturbed, he had also turned off his internal communication device, so he was completely unaware that Xu Wen had attacked the Sixth Branch.

Furthermore, the door to the secret room was always locked, making it impossible for outsiders to break in. He never considered designing an "emergency alert button" because it wasn't necessary; this town had never experienced the slightest danger in hundreds of years.

Until now.

You glanced at the old man; he was covered in blood, and the wrinkles on his face formed a distorted smile… because he smiled like that so often, the wrinkles hadn't settled into their final form.

Your gaze shifts to another spot.

[Naked, restrained, missing limbs.]

[Living on the verge of death, covered in blood and gore, covered in wounds, trembling with fear.]

[Young men, young girls, and even toddlers just learning to speak.]

Remove your mask and use your inner energy to heal those people.

[These individuals were also hypnotized to make them forget everything that had happened recently, preventing any psychological trauma afterward.]

["Bang!" A bullet struck you between the eyebrows. The old man let out a sigh of relief the instant the shot was fired, and continued to display that twisted, chilling smile.]

Fortunately, in his pursuit of diversity, he incorporated firearms into his various torture devices. Although it was just a regular small handgun, with the added power of his manipulation, it was enough to kill an exoskeleton user without exoskeleton protection.

The bullet landed between your eyebrows and then bounced off.

"Are you so eager to experience the bliss of flying to heaven?"

[You shake your head. After treating those people in the basement, start taking good care of this old man.]

[“Senses doubled, perception limit increased, pain amplified, agony doubled, limbs empathized, whole-body resonance…”]

"These negative buffs are stacked up."

You've imbued him with a bunch of cultivation techniques.

At that moment, a light touch of a finger on his skin felt like a needle piercing his skin.

The normal friction of the clothes he was wearing would be a form of slow, agonizing torture.

The old man instantly collapsed to the ground, howling and rolling around, before straightening up with a snap within two seconds.

[He didn't die, he just fainted from the pain.]

"No, if my resistance is this weak, what if I keep fainting from the pain or going crazy from it? Wouldn't that be a waste of all my true energy?"

You feel disappointed: "The true energy I used on you is equivalent to that of two cultivators at the sixth level of the Profound Realm. How could you escape so easily?"

[So you added some mind-clearing and soul-purifying spells to him to keep his mind clear and reduce the probability of him going mad.]

[Then he would drop an inextinguishable flame from the supernatural power system, starting from his toes and burning for five hours, burning all the way up to his chest, before he would be completely dead.]

Of course, this old man who has just entered the first realm doesn't have the vitality to "live on his head and chest," but that's okay. You can use cultivation techniques to prolong his life and let him hold on until then.

[The town is now cleared; you can begin dealing with those who escaped.]

[Some people hide underground, but you can destroy your own body in the future and use your mental power to directly scan the corresponding location.]

[Then, in reality, they flew over wearing the exoskeleton and actually opened the box.]

[None of those who fled the town deserved to die.]

"You really came! You really managed to get here during this opportunity... But how is this possible? This is impossible!" an elderly woman screamed.

"Less than half an hour has passed! The distance between you and Garbage Sector 162 is over 8,000 kilometers. Your exoskeleton would need to travel at least ten times the speed of sound to get here. And you're not wearing a mecha!"

"Nothing's impossible. If you're bad, just practice more," you replied with a sneer.

"It's open, isn't it? They took advantage of the broken surveillance system and used their physical power to travel at full speed, right?"

You decided to let her die knowing why, so you pointed to the sky, as if to answer her questions.

The old woman understood.

[It's space; you've taken the high-speed route of space!]

[I won't go into detail about speed, acceleration, and air resistance—these are basic concepts from middle school. In short, in the outer atmosphere of space, you must have reached speeds of up to 30 times the speed of sound to travel nearly 10,000 kilometers in a short time to arrive here.]

The old woman slowly closed her eyes. Your strength, courage, and decisiveness far surpassed anything she or anyone else had predicted.

Because of their arrogance and blindness to talent, their failure was predetermined from the start.

[Unless they were determined to use "Light of Heaven" to absolutely annihilate you before sending out the divine abominations, there's only a sliver of hope... but how could that be? How could they so easily deploy Light of Heaven?!]

"It's fake. Even if you use Light of Day at the start, it won't work. He'll foresee it and dodge it. If he can't dodge, he has the Substitute Life Technique. He thinks a mere nuclear explosion can suffice..."

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