120: Chapter 120 Ghostly Shadows Enter the Heavenly Palace

Li Wuya stopped in his tracks and glanced at his communicator. A faint green signal was blinking on it—the "safe" signal sent by Nightingale.

"Rest assured, the path has been paved."

Li Wuya sneered, "Although Nightingale is a bit of a waste, she is efficient when it comes to getting things done. Nalan Ruo should be a cripple by now."

Sure enough.

When the Shadow Kill Squad cautiously stepped into the plant circle, those mutated plants, which were usually exceptionally ferocious, were now like they were asleep, their leaves drooping, motionless.

Even when a member of the Shadow Kill Squad accidentally stepped on a vine, the vine just lazily recoiled, showing no signs of attacking at all.

"This... it really has been disabled!" A flash of joy crossed the Shadow Kill Squad leader's eyes.

"That is only natural." Li Wuya walked with his hands behind his back, as if entering an empty realm, "Without their master's control, these plants are nothing but a pile of rotten weeds."

Little did he know, these plants were not "asleep," but had received a death order from Nalan Ruo—to "play dead."

Deep within the dense grass, a few inconspicuous Xiao Cao were quietly adjusting the direction of their leaves, transmitting the movements of this group in real-time to the main house at the top of the mountain through an underground root network.

On the second floor of the main house, Nalan Ruo, who appeared to be in a "coma," had her eyelids twitch slightly, and she let out a very faint cough. Although the sound was small, it was clearly audible in the silent room.

In the hall downstairs, Wang Dachui, who was "fast asleep" on the sofa, gently moved his hand inside his trouser pocket. Relying on muscle memory, he blindly pressed the emergency call button on the red satellite phone, then quickly hung up.

An invisible encrypted wave instantly pierced through the night sky, reaching the foot of the mountain directly.

At the foot of the mountain, inside a temporary underground command post five kilometers away from the Cloud Top Palace, the atmosphere was murderous.

In the deathly silence, the red signal light suddenly flickered wildly, and the harsh buzzing sound was cut off after only half a ring—that was the agreed-upon signal!

Chen Tiejun, the Commander-in-Chief of the Capital Military Region, who had been sitting upright in front of the command console with two gold stars on his shoulders, stood up abruptly. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, stared fixedly at the screen, and he punched the air fiercely.

"The fish is in the net! Close the net!"

Following his order, the massive war machine that had been lying dormant in the mountains instantly started up.

"All units, attention! Move out!"

Countless special forces soldiers wearing black exoskeleton armor leaped out from hidden trenches and camouflaged rocks, surging toward the main Peak like a black tide. Their movements were uniform, without making a single unnecessary sound.

The heavy anti-psionic tanks camouflaged as hills pushed over their bunkers, their massive barrels slowly lifting. A blue, eerie light condensed at the muzzles, locking onto every exit of the Cloud Top Palace.

In the sky, the "Falcon" armed helicopter squadron, having switched to silent mode, hung over the clouds like a heavy dark cloud, their infrared locking beams weaving into an airtight web of death.

Chen Tiejun's voice, filled with iron-blooded Killing Intent, echoed coldly through the communication channel:

"Surround this mountain completely! Even if a single mosquito flies out, blow it into dust with a missile for me!"

...Meanwhile, thousands of kilometers away in the west—deep within the Taklamakan Desert, the hinterland known as the "Sea of Death."

Here, sandstorms raged all year round, and there was no sign of life. In the center of the desert, there was a huge, ever-rotating whirlpool of quicksand.

This was the true headquarters of the Abyss Sect. They used the cover of the quicksand to build a massive underground city beneath the ground.

But tonight, the Sea of Death welcomed the true god of death, and also welcomed the Peak display of human industrial violence aesthetics!

"Zzz—"

With a soft sound, thousands of optical camouflage nets covering the outskirts of the desert slid off simultaneously.

The next second, the earth began to tremble violently, as if ten thousand Dragons were turning over underground!

"Rumble—!!!"

Under the moonlight, a massive, breathtaking torrent of steel, like a black tsunami rising from Hell, appeared at the edge of the sea of sand.

That was Huaxia's most elite ace—the 38th Heavy Combined Arms Brigade!

Five hundred of the latest "Qilin-99Z" anti-gravity hovering main battle tanks lined up like a Great Wall of steel. Their thick, long electromagnetic railgun barrels were flashing with a heart-stopping, eerie blue charging light!

Behind the tank formation were three full battalions of "Divine Fire" self-propelled rocket launchers. The densely packed launch tubes, like the organ of the Grim Reaper, were raised high, pointing straight at the firmament!

In the sky, hundreds of unmanned attack drones loaded with full ammunition, like a black cloud, obscured the starlight.

At the very center of all this, General Lei Zhan wore specially made black-gold power armor and stood atop the super-heavy mobile command fortress named "Doomsday Judgment."

He held binoculars and stared coldly at the quicksand whirlpool ahead, which exuded an evil aura, his eyes burning with the flames of revenge.

"Abyss Sect..."

"You rats hiding underground, listen up!"

General Lei Zhan grabbed the communicator, his voice like thunder, rolling and echoing over the entire desert:

"The times have changed!"

"Today, I will let you witness what is called—caliber is justice! Range is truth!"

"All troops, take orders!"

"First round of fire coverage, fire twice the base amount! Plow this desert for me!"

"Fire!!!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Following General Lei Zhan's order, ten thousand cannons fired in unison!

In that instant, the night sky of the entire Taklamakan Desert was completely illuminated!

Countless fire meteors trailed long flames, tearing through the sky and emitting ear-splitting shrieks, smashing into that huge "Eye of the Abyss" like a torrential rain!

"Thud—!!!"

The earth heaved violently, as if it had become a rough, surging sea.

The violent explosions merged into one, forming a destructive wall of sound. Huge mushroom clouds rose into the sky in the center of the desert, instantly crystallizing and vaporizing the sand there!

What sect-protecting formation? What quicksand defense?

In the face of this saturation fire strike capable of destroying a small country, everything was made of paper!

"Not enough! Still not enough!"

General Lei Zhan watched the still-rolling dust and smoke, his Killing Intent intensifying:

"Fire the 'Drilling Dragon' missiles in!"

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

A dozen huge missiles painted with red danger symbols, equipped with spiral drill bits, precisely drilled deep underground, and then detonated violently a hundred meters below the surface!

"Rumble—!!!"

This time, a muffled explosion came from underground, and the entire underground city seemed to be wailing.

"Now, it's our turn!"

In the sky, the Thunder God was wrapped in high-voltage electric arcs, stepping on the Void Realm.

Below him, hundreds of high-ranking mages of the Elemental Temple stood in the positions of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, each holding a lightning rod in their hands, continuously channeling their spiritual power into the high sky.