Chapter 535: At this point, art has become

However, the surroundings were silent, not a sound could be heard, as if the entire world had been muted.

Besides the dozen or so Believers of Wu Shen Cult who were staring at him like hungry tigers, Bai Hong saw no trace of Liang Yu.

Bai Hong felt his heart rate quicken, and a fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

Although he did not possess these things now, the feeling from his past life still left him with lingering fears.

His gaze swept around, not missing any corner where someone might be hidden, but the result greatly disappointed him.

Liang Yu had vanished without a trace, as if he had evaporated into thin air.

Bai Hong became even more convinced that Liang Yu was hiding somewhere unknown, like a cunning fox, secretly observing his every move.

Or, Liang Yu was waiting for a perfect moment to deliver a fatal blow, leaving him no chance to retaliate.

But what Bai Hong needed to do now was deal with these people of the Wu Shen Cult controlled by Liang Yu.

Their circle around Bai Hong was getting smaller and smaller, only half a meter away from touching him.

Bai Hong knew he had to deal with these dozen Believers of Wu Shen Cult first.

Only after the Believers were dealt with would Liang Yu, hidden in the shadows, possibly show himself.

Just as the Believers were about to close in, Bai Hong suddenly let out a loud roar, and his figure flashed like a ghost, instantly appearing behind one of the Believers.

He raised his hand like a claw, his sharp nails directly grabbing the Believer’s neck, and with a forceful swing, the Believer flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing into other Believers and knocking them down.

However, the remaining Believers were not deterred by this scene; under Liang Yu’s control, they charged forward even more frantically.

Although Bai Hong was a zombie, his movements were nimble as he weaved through the crowd, dodging and evading with ghostly speed, making him difficult to catch.

At the same time, his hands constantly swung, each strike as swift as lightning, delivering a fatal blow to his enemies.

However, despite Bai Hong’s agility, he was outnumbered after all.

Under the heavy encirclement of his enemies, he was gradually forced into a desperate situation, reaching a point where he could no longer evade.

Just then, an enemy lunged at Bai Hong like a hungry tiger.

Seeing this, Bai Hong showed no fear; he quickly extended his right hand, and his originally withered palm suddenly became as sharp as a claw.

Bai Hong’s claw-like right hand shot out like a bolt of lightning, directly piercing the enemy charging towards him.

Instantly, the enemy’s body was directly impaled by Bai Hong’s sharp claw.

Bai Hong originally thought this blow would be enough to incapacitate the enemy, but when he tried to shake the person off, he was surprised to find that the impaled Believer of Wu Shen Cult clung to him like sticky candy, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t break free.

Having a burden on Bai Hong’s body, the burden it created was barely visible to the naked eye.

But at the very least, it made Bai Hong’s movements a bit unnatural.

The problem also lay here: even if Bai Hong’s movements were somewhat affected, his combat power was incomparable to that of these Believers of Wu Shen Cult.

Many of the Wu Shen Cult members were brutally torn into two halves by Bai Hong’s brute force.

And these upper body parts, under Liang Yu’s control, gradually entangled Bai Hong as well.

Just as Bai Hong was distracted trying to shake off the Believers on him, the other Believers seized the opportunity and swarmed him from all directions.

They lunged at Bai Hong like rabid beasts, baring their fangs and claws.

For a moment, punches and kicks rained down like a violent storm, dazzling the eyes.

However, these seemingly fierce attacks were like scratching an itch through a boot for Bai Hong.

His body, cast in copper and iron, seemed indestructible; no matter how much the opponents assaulted him, they could not leave a single mark on him.

At this moment, Liang Yu suddenly changed his attack strategy, deciding to re-employ his initial method to deal with the current situation.

Under Liang Yu’s control, the remaining Believers of Wu Shen Cult moved swiftly like a group of well-trained soldiers.

They charged at Bai Hong without hesitation, one after another, pressing down on him as if to completely crush him.

These Believers piled tightly together, forming a precarious human tower.

Each person held onto the others tightly, using their body weight and strength to suppress Bai Hong’s resistance.

Their movements were swift and coordinated, without any hesitation or delay.

Under this sudden heavy pressure, Bai Hong also tried to resist, but after many attempts, he found he couldn’t break free at all.

His body was pressed lower and lower, and his movements became increasingly difficult.

However, despite his difficult situation, he still struggled desperately, trying to shake off this heavy burden.

What he didn’t know was that his body had been permeated by the golden threads in Liang Yu’s hand, which was why his body was gradually weakening.

At this point, Liang Yu, seeing that the time was ripe, quickly retreated to a safe distance.

He knew the danger of Bai Hong well; if he didn’t deal with him immediately, the consequences could be unimaginable.

Although doing so might alert other Believers of Wu Shen Cult, compared to the threat posed by Bai Hong, this was already insignificant.

Liang Yu pondered to himself.

With Qi Zhen absent, he was probably the only one in West Sand City who could contend with Bai Hong.

He couldn’t gamble on Qi Zhen arriving in West Sand City at this moment.

So, thinking of this, Liang Yu unhesitatingly decided that he must eliminate Bai Hong, this major hidden danger, no matter what.

He wanted to use the golden threads to activate the bombs within the bodies of those Believers of Wu Shen Cult.

Although he was currently in the military camp, he didn’t care.

If other soldiers were affected, Liang Yu could issue death benefits to their families, which was the only thing he could do.

So Liang Yu unhesitatingly used the golden threads to activate the explosives; instantly, the explosives on all the Believers of Wu Shen Cult were simultaneously activated.

With a deafening ‘boom,’ a dazzling white light suddenly flashed where Bai Hong was, followed by an earth-shattering explosion.

The power of the explosion was immense, as if the entire world was torn apart at that moment.

The violent explosion was deafening, shaking the surrounding dust into the air, forming a sky-obscuring cloud of smoke.

The air current generated by the explosion was like a raging beast, sweeping outwards with overwhelming force, destroying everything in its path, be it houses, trees, or other objects.

The earth-shattering sound, like the end of the world, echoed through the sky, startling almost everyone in the entire city with this sudden loud noise.

People looked around in terror, not knowing what had happened; for a time, the entire city was plunged into panic, with people feeling uneasy.

Especially in the direction of the military camp, a giant pink starfish slowly rose into the sky!

Its vibrant color and peculiar face, though seemingly very ordinary, instilled an inexplicable fear in people.

This pink starfish seemed to have descended from another world, bringing with it a strange sense of oppression.

At the same time, some areas of the city were also thrown into chaos by this sudden explosion.

People on the streets were in a panic, fleeing in all directions, and the originally peaceful city instantly became noisy and chaotic.

Especially the people of the Wu Shen Cult, they seized this perfect opportunity, like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey, quickly stirring up a huge commotion in various corners of the city.

The methods of these Wu Shen Cult members could be described as quite ‘clever’; to avoid attracting too much attention and alarm, they chose not to use their own qi and special abilities, but instead ingeniously imitated the ‘zero-dollar shopping’ model of the Beautiful Country.

As a result, various areas of the city became their stage for wanton acts, with smashing, looting, arson, and other evil deeds continuously unfolding.

This sudden change caused the city’s originally orderly army to instantly fall into a passive state, forced to scatter to deal with the widespread chaos.

Liang Yu didn’t know what consequences his actions would cause, nor how this series of reactions would end.

Time passed by second by second, and Liang Yu’s mood grew heavier.

He quietly watched the center of the explosion, where smoke and dust lingered like a thick fog, obscuring his vision.

Finally, the smoke and dust slowly began to dissipate.

Liang Yu widened his eyes, staring intently at the gradually clearing area, hoping to see some clues.