Was it just passing by?

BANG!

BANG!

Lu Yuan was throwing the metal spears before him one after another, continuing his practice. The sounds of spears cleaving the air and metal spheres exploding rang out alternately, in a steady, continuous rhythm. The surrounding atmosphere fell into a strange state of oppression.

The Peregrine Falcon seemed somewhat restless, frequently checking the communication watch on his wrist. A burly man in a Red Bear uniform walked quickly up from the foot of the mountain. The Peregrine Falcon went to meet him. The two whispered a few words. Then, teams of armed Yellow Bear Members ran out in formation from the huge base. Silver-grey Fly Shuttles silently rose into the sky, their cannon ports opening. All deployments were executed as quietly and swiftly as flowing water, bathing the air in a tense atmosphere.

Liao Yu stood beside Lu Yuan, watching everything proceed in an orderly manner. He didn't know exactly what had happened, but he could feel the emotional fluctuations of everyone in the Yellow Bear Base, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. This contrasted sharply with Lu Yuan's calm and composed demeanor.

Liao Yu felt somewhat at a loss, sensing as if a huge storm was brewing in the air. And the place where he now stood, closest to Lu Yuan... was the only calm eye of the storm.

At this moment, Liao Yu suddenly heard a strange noise.

THUD—

It came from a great distance, as if something gigantic was stomping heavily upon the earth. Soon, the sound grew closer and closer. Liao Yu, as a True Intention level Fighter, keenly sensed the slight vibrations coming from the ground beneath his feet. He was a bit surprised, watching small pebbles bounce up from the ground and land on his shoes.

This reminded him of ancient warfare, when thousands of troops and horses would attack. Although the enemy was not yet visible, the vibrations from the thundering hooves transmitted news of their approach through the ground from afar.

Liao Yu thought he might have caught a glimpse of the source of the tense, oppressive atmosphere in the Yellow Bear Base. He raised his head, squinting as he tried to look in the direction the sound was coming from.

The next second, his pupils contracted violently!

He saw a figure. To be precise, it couldn't really be called a "person," but rather a humanoid monster over five meters tall, with a head like an elephant's. The monster—the Elephantman—was striding rapidly in this direction. Each step it took was like a fierce, ancient elephant stomping heavily on the ground. Wherever it passed, large swathes of earth and stone billowed up like waves. The violent and terrifying aura emanating from its body seemed to form a black tidal wave tens of meters high behind it, surging relentlessly from the horizon.

"What is that?!" Liao Yu blurted out, horrified.

Although he was a True Intention level Fighter, he was, in the end, just an ordinary person. When had he ever seen such a creature, something that seemed to exist only in movies and novels? For a moment, his mind reeled, and even his worldview was violently shaken, on the verge of shattering.

At this time, a calm voice pulled him from his shock.

"Bring me my spear," the voice said.

Liao Yu abruptly turned his head. Only then did he see that Lu Yuan, who was in front of him, had stopped his spear-throwing training at some point. Instead, Lu Yuan was facing the direction from which the Elephantman was approaching, calmly speaking to the burly Red Bear operative beside him.

"Sir, the Elephant God Walk that has arrived this time... its Evil Energy Fluctuation exceeds our previous predictions..."

"Bring me my spear," Lu Yuan repeated.

The burly Red Bear operative closed his mouth and turned around instantly.

Seconds later, he returned, holding in both hands a magnificent spear more than two meters long. Its design was ancient and unadorned, as if crafted from pure silver.

The instant Liao Yu saw the silver spear, his mind was captivated. It was as if the spear contained some magical power, constantly drawing his gaze. As he stared, indistinct illusions even began to appear before his eyes.

It seemed like countless voices were growling in his ears: "Fight! Fight! Fight!..."

However, this illusion was quickly cut off as a hand lightly gripped the spear shaft. Liao Yu snapped back to reality. He saw that Lu Yuan had already reversed his grip on the spear, adopting the opening stance of the killing technique from his family's spear methodology. There were minor differences in the details, modifications Lu Yuan had made based on his personal habits. Having trained with him for over half a month, Liao Yu was all too familiar with it.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Elephantman's footsteps, like thunderous drumbeats, grew steadily closer. The ground beneath Liao Yu's feet began to tremble slightly, and a tsunami-like pressure stirred the air, sending a fierce wind rushing toward him. Everyone at the Yellow Bear Base wore grave expressions, and Liao Yu, too, began to feel anxious.

Yet Lu Yuan remained calm. He didn't even glance at the Elephantman. Instead, he examined the spear in his hand, slowly and gently running his fingers over its ornate patterns, and then...

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Before Liao Yu's disbelieving eyes, Lu Yuan's figure began to swell rapidly, growing taller with each passing moment. His astonishingly flexible black battle suit was stretched taut, outlining his exaggeratedly developed muscles. His black hair grew rapidly, cascading like a waterfall, then was billowed upwards by a surging heatwave that erupted from his body.

Liao Yu watched, wide-eyed and dumbfounded, gazing up at Lu Yuan's growing figure, which seemed to rise like a dark cloud before him. The silver spear in Lu Yuan's hand began to emit a soft, silvery glow, like a moon hidden behind dark clouds.

CREAK! CREAK!

The arm Lu Yuan used to wield the spear continued to expand, thick veins bulging prominently. His fierce yet handsome face remained calm. The ground beneath his feet, however, seemed unable to withstand some terrifying power and began to crack inch by inch, with spiderweb fissures spreading in all directions.

A massive but invisible wave of energy radiated from Lu Yuan. Mist-like Spiritual Power gradually manifested behind him, vaguely forming the indistinct silhouette of what looked like a goat's head. As this silhouette appeared, the glow from the silver spear in Lu Yuan's hand intensified, becoming almost blinding.

A terrifying, indescribable pressure, so palpable it felt as if it could solidify, pushed Liao Yu backward. He stumbled back until he was almost at the edge of the cliff before he managed to stop. Eyes wide with terror, Liao Yu watched Lu Yuan slowly raise his right arm.

The nearly twenty-meter-high goat-headed silhouette seemed to flow into the spear like water.

In an instant, the silver radiance peaked. Liao Yu could no longer discern the spear's actual shape. He could only see Lu Yuan holding aloft a bundle of silver light, a brilliant, twisting radiance...

The pressure on the mountaintop built to its zenith. Then, Lu Yuan... hurled the silver light in his hand with all his might.

As the silver light vanished, the immense, tangible pressure that had filled the air over the vast mountaintop also dissipated. It seemed as if the very air and all sound had been swept away from the mountaintop.

Liao Yu collapsed to the ground, utterly shaken, gazing at the streak of light in his vision—appearing slow yet moving with incredible speed, like a silver comet streaking across the sky. Subconsciously, he clutched his heart.

At that moment... He felt as if his very soul had been ripped away.

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