87: Chapter 87 I'll make you fly!

"Who is it?"

Chen Mo paused, looking at the Gray-skirted woman in his hand, whose body was twisted and deformed, with half of her face having been stomped into the ground by him, and asked.

"She's the woman from before who could command the overseers!"

Su Qingyue felt her scalp tingle; how had they inexplicably managed to catch such a big fish?

"Find a way to wake her up."

Chen Mo crouched down and pinched the Gray-skirted woman's philtrum hard.

With a crunching sound, the Gray-skirted woman's upper jaw caved in, and the intense pain woke her up instantly.

"Ah..."

The Gray-skirted woman was about to scream when Chen Mo covered her mouth.

Chen Mo's hand was larger than the average person's head, and this single move completely enveloped the Gray-skirted woman's entire head.

"Su Qingyue, you ask the questions."

"Ask her how to make this thing explode."

Su Qingyue nodded, and after exchanging a few words with the Gray-skirted woman, the latter nodded.

Chen Mo let go, and the two finally began to communicate normally.

The Gray-skirted woman didn't threaten Chen Mo, nor did she try to cause trouble; instead, she honestly explained her background and how to destroy this Abyssal Heritage.

"A scholar?"

Chen Mo frowned; the woman's constitution was indeed frail, only around the Third Rank.

The force of his earlier collision had been buffered by the few Third Rank guards in front, so its power had decreased, which was why he hadn't killed her.

Speed bumps really are useful.

"So, how can this thing be made to explode?"

Chen Mo didn't care about the woman's identity; he only cared about how to nip this threat in the bud here.

"She says to fill it with a large amount of Life Stones. That is, energy crystals will do."

Su Qingyue actually thought it was a bit too simple and suspected the woman was lying to them.

But looking at her current state...

"How about... we try it?"

"Let's try it then."

Chen Mo nodded, looked at the massive quantity of energy crystals around them, picked up an engineer shovel, and started throwing them into the filling port.

At the same moment, several figures clad in black robes appeared outside Baiye City.

"Are you prepared?"

The leader's tone was cold, and his eyes, like stagnant water, stared at the nearby Baiye City.

"Mm."

The remaining few were equally cold, as if what they were about to do was a trivial matter.

"We will all die here on this mission, but trading our six broken bodies to make Baiye City take flight is worth it."

"Yeah, that place, the sanatorium, is simply not meant for humans. Letting a group of martial artists live in comfort in a sanatorium is worse than killing them."

The originally heavy atmosphere instantly became light; the group simultaneously pulled out a syringe from their robes and, without the slightest hesitation, stabbed it into their own necks.

A few seconds later, the figures of the group gradually vanished, and even their presence disappeared without a trace.

"Chen Mo, is that enough?"

Su Qingyue looked at the filling port, which was already overflowing, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The temperature in this place was getting higher and higher, and her hair had even started to curl from the heat.

"Not enough! Not enough!"

Chen Mo was a bit excited now and only stopped after forcefully shoving the last shovel of energy crystals inside.

The massive life energy surged into the Abyssal Heritage, and the Abyssal Heritage, which had been steadily accumulating energy, began to behave strangely.

The liquefied life energy began to tremble, and cracks appeared on the outer shell.

The Gray-skirted woman's eyes widened; she hadn't expected these two lunatics to actually dare to do this!

Did they not want to live?

Didn't they know how powerful the Abyssal Heritage's self-detonation would be?

This single blow could send the entire Baiye City straight into the sky!

"Hmm..."

Seeing that the reaction wasn't intense enough, Chen Mo pondered for a moment and then slammed a punch into the Abyssal Heritage.

It would have been fine if he hadn't hit it, but once he did, the liquefied life energy encased by the shell became even more unstable, and the surrounding ground began to shake violently.

"Run, run, run, run, run!"

Chen Mo grabbed Su Qingyue and the Gray-skirted woman, dove into the tunnel, and started sprinting with his long legs.

But the explosion came faster than Chen Mo had imagined; having run less than a kilometer, the Abyssal Heritage went quiet.

Immediately followed by a violent explosion, the scale of which could be said to rival that of a heavy-duty nuclear bomb!

Venerable Bai Ye also sensed something wrong at the first moment and appeared above the Abyssal Heritage almost instantly.

Although a Venerable could ignore the damage of nuclear weapons, he was unable to suppress it again.

He could only watch helplessly as the land of Baiye City shattered and his life's savings flew into the sky amidst the brilliant flames of the explosion.

"Ah!"

"Ah!!!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Venerable Bai Ye's angry roar echoed in the night sky, and his white eyes instantly locked onto Chen Mo, who had been blasted into the sky by the explosion.

"Die! Damned human!"

A long spear appeared in Venerable Bai Ye's hand, and he threw it without mercy.

The long spear moved extremely fast, and Chen Mo, dizzy from the blast, had no idea that a fatal attack was coming from behind him.

With a squelch, the long spear pierced through Chen Mo's chest, and blood gushed out as if it were worthless.

"Damn it..."

Chen Mo felt the world spinning, and his body fell toward the ground uncontrollably.

Was he going to die?

Chen Mo's blurred vision swept over Su Qingyue in his arms; aside from half of her hair being burned off by the flames, she was otherwise unscathed.

"As long as you're not dead..."

The next moment, Chen Mo's consciousness completely faded, but he still held Su Qingyue in his arms.

"Chen Mo! Chen Mo, wake up!"

Su Qingyue wanted to break free from Chen Mo's embrace, but her small frame couldn't budge his arms at all.

Blood kept gushing from the puncture wound in his chest, and Su Qingyue tried to use her hand to plug the wound, but it was useless.

Chen Mo's physical durability was what it was, and his blood pressure was incredibly high.

If a normal person was a trickling stream, then Chen Mo was a high-pressure water gun.

"No, no..."

Su Qingyue was stunned; as a student, she had never experienced anything like this and could only watch helplessly as the puncture wound in Chen Mo's chest kept spurting blood.

Just as Su Qingyue was about to despair, a figure rushed into the sky and scooped up Chen Mo and Su Qingyue into their arms.

"Damn it, this kid beat us to the punch!"

The black-robed person looked at Chen Mo, whose life was rapidly fading in his arms, frowned, and took out a syringe from his robes.

"What are you doing!"

Su Qingyue reacted almost instinctively, about to punch the black-robed person in the face.

"I'm saving him! If you don't want him to die, shut up!"

The black-robed person's attitude was extremely foul, and he slapped Su Qingyue across the face.

Su Qingyue was stunned by the slap and just watched as the syringe in the black-robed person's hand poked Chen Mo several times without piercing his skin.

"..."

"No, why the hell did you practice so many hard-body techniques!"

"It's harder than goddamn iron plating..."

"Though, if it weren't for this body of yours, you would have been blown to pieces by that shot just now."

The black-robed person shook his head, aimed for the puncture wound on Chen Mo, and pushed hard to get the syringe in.

The pale green medicinal liquid gradually seeped into Chen Mo's body, and the blood that had been gushing wildly stopped a few seconds later.

But the wound still hadn't healed, and the black-robed person couldn't help but frown.

"As expected of a Venerable; ordinary martial artists only have death waiting for them if they encounter one."

"Black Dog, take this kid back; we'll go stop Venerable Bai Ye."

"This is a kid with outstanding talent; we can't let him die here."

The figure known as Black Dog darted over, his pupils beneath the mask trembling slightly.

"Of course; they are the future of the Great Xia. Even if I have to throw my life away, I must protect them."

"But as for you lot, try to die beautifully when the time comes."

Black Dog snorted coldly, picked up Chen Mo and Su Qingyue, and started sprinting.

"Poachers!"

"It's you lot again!!!!!!"

Venerable Bai Ye's roar echoed through the night sky, his white eyes filled with red bloodshot veins of rage.

"You will all stay here today!"