Among the crowd, only Yang Qinglan didn't take action, holding a bullet shell in her ivory-like hand and pondering.

She glanced at the distant sea and Fuji Mountain, and finally scattered the bullet shell.

Clink~

The sound of the bullet shell hitting the ground was hardly noticeable amidst the intense gunfire, but it was extraordinarily crisp.

"Ah Zhou, put the carriage in the six o'clock direction!" At the same time, Yang Qinglan shouted softly.

At this moment, bullets rained down, suppressing everyone so they didn't dare to fight back. The wreck of the Alphard in Li Changzhou's hands was their only hope for survival.

If they put it down, the seven would immediately be riddled with bullets.

Boom!

Li Changzhou swung his arms, the heavy carriage was light as a pillow in his hands, sweeping away streams of bullets as if using a pillow to knock away balloons.

Just at the moment Yang Qinglan spoke, he directly placed the wreck down forcefully, landing behind the crowd.

They were exposed under the bullet rain, even the air seemed to tense up instantly, making everyone feel suffocated.

Bam bam bam bam!

The gunfire was intense, all hitting the carriage, bullet heads rolling all over the ground.

"Huh?" The Transformation Master zoomed in.

The drones ceased fire, circling around the carriage wreck; Li Changzhou and the others were nowhere to be seen.

It's impossible they escaped.

In this mission, cultivation was forbidden, so they could only continually develop their knowledge and physical body, playing both to the extreme.

If upon entering this world, everyone was like a piece of iron, then the Transformation Master had by now been refined into steel, capable of easily crushing others.

In its observation, the King of Black Fog was more terrifying. He didn't need time, only his understanding of physical Strength and formidable Martial Arts, from the moment he entered this world, he was already steel.

Luckily, they didn't end up together, otherwise perhaps even combined they wouldn't be enough for the King of Black Fog.

This was a Player capable of competing in physical prowess with a True Dragon.

What kind of entity is a True Dragon? A Saint's own child!

The Transformation Master considered itself destined, but for a long time, it mistook 'Saints' as its Heavenly Destiny; too many civilization domains in the universe were experiments for Saints.

While one line of thought tangled with messy matters, another line chatted online with thirty locals, one line commanded the Witch and others, one line directed drones in Tokyo, and one line kept an eye on the Alphard wreck in the barren lands.

It temporarily retracted threads of idle thoughts and chats, focusing on cracking the Alphard situation.

"What the hell is this?" It couldn't make sense of it.

Ordered the drones to open fire, obviously it was supposed to be strafing, yet the drones seemed enchanted, relentlessly shooting at the carriage wreck.

The group finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Luckily sister-in-law is smart!" Li Qianxia only called her sister-in-law when seeking help, indicating her admiration for Yang Qinglan at this moment.

Even the Peacock Princess admired, "Cultivate myriad skills—Formation, Elixir Pills, Magic Artifact, Talisman, Guardian Beast, Acupuncture, etc., divided into entry, minor success, and Great Success three realms, a Heavenly Empress needs no Mana, casually arranging formations, already in the minor success realm!"

"It's just a Mountain and Sea Seeking Shadow Array. Without Fuji Mountain and the sea, the terrain is too Special, I couldn't do it." Yang Qinglan was both humble and truthful.

"Still, your Ability to adapt is strong." Li Changzhou smiled, "My Formation has reached Great Success, but since entering this mission, I never thought to arrange a formation."

Yang Qinglan did not respond, instead looked towards his hands.

Everyone else followed her gaze.

Those hands were completely burnt black, even a section of the sleeve was gone, the area directly contacting the wreck was vaguely charred.

"Brother." Li Qianxia said worriedly.

Li Changshou was indifferent; with a slight exertion, the dust on his hands shook off like a light veil, becoming clean.

The hands could be described as fair, making the charred parts appear even more hideous.

Without a blade, Li Changzhou directly used his hands to tear off the charred flesh, scorched meat, even though they were Immortals, watching was horrific, their hearts twitching with the tearing.

They had killed, but never so meticulously, especially when the injured was one of their own.

Li Changzhou himself was unconcerned, controlling his Strength to stop the bleeding, slightly clenched his fist.

When exerting force, the wounds would still burst open, but it didn't affect battle; as long as they endured until nine o'clock tomorrow night, returned to the Heavenly Road, such minor injuries would heal with a single breath.

Yang Qinglan didn't show much sympathy either.

She knew her man well; when they lived in the yard on Yanhe Road, he would playfully roast his hands over an alcohol lamp all day.

"Let's go." Li Changzhou picked up a bullet head, casually knocked down all drones in the sky.

The group started running across the Earth.

To prevent another ambush, they constantly altered their route, always taking paths with cover.

"Your judgment is decent." On the road, Chang'e said to Yang Qinglan.

Yang Qinglan watched Li Changzhou's back, smiled slightly, "That's not what I value in him."

"I mean he trusts you."

The stronger one is, the more one trusts oneself. Li Changzhou, although capable of blocking bullets, still listened to Yang Qinglan, placing down the carcass, and Chang'e was satisfied with this.

Yang Qinglan had hardly noticed, since she and Li Changzhou had long trusted each other.

Originally planned to reach Tokyo by 18:00, due to this mishap and detours, when they charged into Tokyo's night, it was already 20:00.

"Brother, where should we look for Sister Yao and the others?" Li Qianxia asked.

Li Changzhou thought for a moment, had an idea, "Just follow me!"

Swish swish swish, the seven, like phantom shadows amid the bustling night scene, quickly descended upon the Shibuya sky's observation deck.

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