He Yuzhu returns in Siheyuan

Chapter 723 The Power of Black Qi

No one could have predicted that the weapon of mass destruction, carrying immense power, would fly like an arrow from a bow, directly towards the strange black energy. Wherever the weapon passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and the surrounding space trembled. However, what happened next left everyone present stunned. The black energy was like a deep, bottomless black hole, emitting a terrifying suction force. In a mere moment, it sucked the powerful weapon in, as if it had never existed, without causing a single ripple.

Witnessing this scene, the young man felt a sudden surge of unease, a sense of something amiss. He knew these weapons were meticulously crafted, their power undeniable, capable of inflicting devastating damage on even the most formidable of foes. Yet, now, in the face of this strange black aura, they seemed so vulnerable, like a drop in the ocean, vanishing without a trace. This sudden turn of events was beyond common sense. Everything seemed to be out of his control, plunging him into an unknown abyss of fear.

The young man's face was full of anger. He turned to look at his men and asked sternly: "What's going on? Can anyone tell me what is going on?" However, everyone looked at each other in confusion. No one could give a reasonable explanation.

Just as everyone was at a loss, the previously dead humans and demons slowly stood up, as if controlled by an invisible force. Their eyes were empty and lifeless, and their bodies moved stiffly, as if they had become mindless puppets. This strange scene filled everyone present with a chilling feeling, as if they were trapped in a nightmare.

One of the young man's men, his face as pale as paper, walked up to him tremblingly and said in a trembling voice, "Captain, the situation... the situation is really wrong. We... let's retreat first. If we don't leave now, it will be too late."

The young man was also filled with fear at this moment, but he was unwilling to give in. He gritted his teeth, nodded, and said, "Okay, retreat! But before you do, release all your weapons. I don't believe this black energy has enough power to swallow all our weapons."

The middle-aged man beside him frowned after hearing the young man's words. He looked at him worriedly and said, "Captain, are you sure you want to do this? These weapons are extremely lethal. If they are all released, I'm afraid this area will suffer a devastating disaster, and we might be affected too."

The young man looked at the middle-aged man and his men with a fierce look in his eyes. He said resolutely, "The lethality of this black energy will only increase. If we don't fight, we will all die here. Besides, these people and monsters are already dead, so it doesn't matter if they are buried with them."

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly, looked at the young man and said, "Captain, you go first. I will stay behind to cover your retreat. When the time comes, I will destroy this place and buy you time to retreat."

The young man hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded, preparing to turn and leave. However, at this moment, something unexpected happened again. A massive black circle suddenly appeared on the ground, like the gaping maw of a demon, rapidly expanding to encircle them all. The black circle exuded a sinister aura that sent shudders down their spines. Those within it felt as if they were trapped in an invisible cage, with nowhere to escape.

The young man was knocked back by a powerful force, as if struck by lightning, and fell to the ground in a panic. Seeing this, several men hurriedly surrounded him anxiously. One of them said with a worried look on his face, "Captain, this is bad! This is the magic shield. We're trapped. What should we do now?" His tone was filled with fear and helplessness. They knew the power of the magic shield and that if they were trapped inside, the consequences would be disastrous.

Unexpectedly, the young man, far from showing any fear, suddenly threw back his head and burst into laughter, a laugh that seemed particularly abrupt in the tense atmosphere. His eyes gleamed with determination as he shouted, "Alright! If that's the case, then unleash all our weapons. It's a fight to the death!" His voice was firm and frantic, as if he was ready to perish together.

The middle-aged man standing nearby was horrified upon hearing this. He knew full well that if these weapons were unleashed, the devastation they would unleash would be immense, not only inflicting heavy damage on the enemy but also highly likely injuring his own side. He quickly stepped forward, reaching out to stop the young man, and urgently admonished, "Captain, this is not right! You must not unleash your weapons impulsively. The damage would be too widespread, and even our own men could be killed!" His face was filled with worry as he tried to calm the young man down.

The young man turned a deaf ear to the words and simply stood there quietly, his eyes somewhat blank. Just as no one was paying attention, a strange black aura suddenly, like a flash of black lightning, silently penetrated the young man's body. In an instant, the young man's eyes suddenly turned red, like burning flames, and his facial expression became distorted and ferocious.

He said viciously: "These cultivators, relying on their own magical powers, are so arrogant that they don't even know their own names! And those monsters are even more bloodthirsty and cruel. Now, I must destroy them all, leaving no one behind!" The voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, full of endless hatred.

The middle-aged man noticed something was wrong with the young man, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart. He looked at the young man and asked cautiously, "Captain, are you feeling unwell? I feel like there's something wrong with you."

The young man smiled coldly, a smile that made people shudder. He said, "What's wrong with me? Stop talking nonsense and use all your weapons!"

The middle-aged man wanted to persuade him again, but before he could say anything, the young man suddenly went crazy, pulled out a knife with a cold gleam, and stabbed the middle-aged man fiercely. Although the middle-aged man had some strength, he had never expected the young man to suddenly attack him. He was completely defenseless and was pierced through the chest by the sharp blade. His eyes widened, and with a look of disbelief on his face, he slowly fell to the ground, blood spreading on the ground.

After the young man killed the middle-aged man, his eyes remained calm. He went straight to the weapons storage area and, without hesitation, unleashed all his weapons at once. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and various weapons, carrying powerful energy, flew out in all directions, emitting a deafening roar.