Atlas of Heaven and Man

In the edge of Fengde District, Central City, abandoned high-rises and dilapidated streets were everywhere. At this moment, a large group of insects was heading this way.

This was the Skull Gang's territory. The large amount of exotic algae planted here effectively interfered with the field of the Fumu, and the area was also a low-lying area with year-round water accumulation, so it was almost defenseless against foreign organisms.

As this group of insects arrived, a large number of Skull Gang members emerged from the old cars and hollow buildings, witnessing the insects flying in one by one.

Then they landed on the vines attached to the dilapidated buildings and the surrounding trees, where they quickly built nests, and soon some insects were rapidly undergoing some kind of transformation.

The Skull Gang members stared with bloodshot eyes, but a leader became excited and waved his hand back, beckoning, "Bring the stuff out."

His henchmen quickly handed him a metal can, which he hung around his neck, and then quickly climbed up a tree.

He didn't care about the bites of the insects at all. He leaned in and took a look at the insect nest, and when he saw a fat insect wriggling inside, he grinned, wrapped his legs around the tree trunk, and then poured the metal can into his palm, revealing pieces of debris emitting a faint fluorescent light.

If Lao Qi were here, he would be able to tell that these were the things he bought from Yangzhi and resold here.

The leader sprinkled these into the insect nest. After waiting for a while, he saw that the insects seemed to swell slightly. He grinned, quickly climbed down, and then went to the insect nests on another tree and did the same thing again.

Only half an hour later, Qinghong-colored cocoons began to appear around the earliest insect nest where the debris was sprinkled, densely covering the nearby walls and tree trunks like scalded bubbles.

As this phenomenon gradually increased, the gang members below all showed expressions of infinite anticipation.

At Ink Paste Mountain, Cao Guixi was sitting in the courtyard of the manor. Under the falling peach petals, he was copying old-era calligraphy in front of a sandalwood table.

Just then, with a 'pa' sound, an insect fell from above,砸 (zá) onto the clean paper and brought some dirt. He just brushed it off with his sleeve and swept the insect to the ground.

After writing the last character, he put down his brush and looked up. There were sporadic insects winding around in the swaying treetops. He said, "It seems that some have leaked through."

Uncle Ding said from the side, "Young Master, it's just a few. The manor's field organism field has been opened, and medicine is being sprayed around, so not many will get in."

Cao Guixi looked into the distance. Above the sky, there was an airship hovering, spraying pieces of potion downwards. He said, "It's been more than half a month, hasn't it?"

Uncle Ding bowed and said, "Young Master, don't worry. The manor has sufficient supplies for three months of consumption. By then, everything should be over no matter what the situation. Moreover, the Political Affairs Office has strengthened the security of Ink Paste Mountain these days, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Cao Guixi remained noncommittal and only said, "Did those people come again yesterday?"

Uncle Ding said, "Yes, they came again, but they refused to leave, saying they must see the Young Master, and that the Young Master would regret not seeing them. Does the Young Master want me to drive them away?"

Cao Guixi looked at the falling petals and said, "Don't bother with them. The old era has long passed, and those who can't let go will eventually be washed away by the waves of the new era."

Underground City District.

With a 'pa' sound, Lu Ke slapped an insect to death on the car window. He muttered, "What is this thing? Why are there so many of them?"

He looked up at the sun vine that was emitting light. There were densely packed insects surrounding it, making a loud buzzing noise.

Yu Gang happened to have finished his class at this time. He pushed the door open, glanced at the insect, and then looked up, saying, "These insects are coming in an abnormal way. Chen Chuan told us to be careful a few days ago, saying it might be related to this."

"Master, you're talking about this? I don't think so," Lu Ke scratched his head. "They're just some small insects that can be slapped to death."

Yu Gang said in a deep voice, "It's better to be careful than sorry. Go to your Senior Sister Nan's place later and ask her to ask the company if there are any special circumstances. Also, be careful these days."

Lu Ke immediately agreed. In a place like the Underground City District, you can't be careless. But just as he was about to leave, he was startled because he actually saw groups of rats scurrying through the tunnel as if they were migrating.

This was a novelty because rats in the Underground City District are everyday food items. They would be caught as soon as they came out, and they usually only dared to hide in dark places. How dare they run outside so openly?

After watching for a while, he realized deep down that there might really be a problem and immediately said, "Master, I'll go now."

Outside Yinglu District, on a ship at sea, Gong Yingchangxiu was practicing his swordsmanship on the wide deck. In the distance were Guan Shangjing and a group of Fenglin Hall disciples.

Because people from the Secret Sect Review Bureau of the Ferris Wheel Company were stationed there for a long time and had not yet withdrawn, these martial artists from overseas could not stay in the company during their operations and could only be arranged at sea.

As Gong Yingchangxiu was wielding his sword, he caught a glimpse of a large number of tiny insects coming towards them. It was simply like a cloud of insects. It caused a burst of scolding as it passed over the disciples.

When these insects were about to approach him, he just waved his sword lightly, as if a gust of breeze passed by out of thin air. The insects were all swept out by the wind, and after spinning a few times, they reached the outside of the ship. Then they buzzed and flew around as if nothing had happened.

But after only flying a few times, suddenly one by one burst open in mid-air, splashing out tissues from their bodies. At this moment, the sea surface on this side of the ship seemed to explode into a long mist belt from beginning to end.

This was Fenglin Hall's secret "Whispering Wind Slash". When the sword strikes, the force attaches to the enemy's body, and then it explodes. This is a technique that combines spirit and strength, capable of beheading the enemy invisibly. It made everyone's hearts surge.

Guan Shangjing was amazed. These disciples only saw the momentum and destructive power of the sword, but he saw Gong Yingchangxiu's perfect control of the force. The number of insects that were slashed just now was exactly controlled above three thousand, not one more, not one less.

He thought to himself, "Senior Brother Gong Ying should have obtained Master's permission and gone to the 'Ghost Gate'."

The Ghost Gate is a rift passed down through the generations of Fenglin Hall. It is said to be located on the seabed, and one must cultivate their physique to a certain level before entering it.

He heard that the creatures on the other side of this rift have had centuries of entanglement with Fenglin Hall, coexisting and merging into one. Therefore, although it is dangerous there, spiritual cultivation is twice as effective, and one can also learn and comprehend the various secrets left by the predecessors of Fenglin Hall.

However, although Fenglin Hall has a foundation, it is, after all, a legacy of the old era. In the new era, only those with powerful active consciousness can grasp the future.

At this time, Gong Yingchangxiu suddenly stopped. He looked at the Fenglin Hall disciples standing on the side and pointed his sword at one of them.

"You, come over. I will grant you the imprinted sword of this move 'Whispering Wind Slash'."

That disciple showed an extremely excited expression, responded with a heavy yes, and ran forward. The other disciples behind all showed envious expressions.

When the disciple arrived in front of Gong Yingchangxiu, he immediately knelt down and then looked up towards the sea.

Gong Yingchangxiu slowly raised his sword, paused for a moment, and then brought it down, the tip of the sword accurately slashing on the disciple's brow. The latter shook violently, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

"Langtao Hall's Sancheng Huang?"

Gong Yingchangxiu showed an interested expression, "So he took that sword?"

Guan Shangjing nodded, "Yes, Senior Brother Gong Ying, this Sancheng Huang seems to be a little ungrateful."

Gong Yingchangxiu waved his hand, "How can the actions of heroes be the same as ordinary people?" With Sancheng Huang's intervention, this battle has become more suspenseful.

"Does Senior Brother want to send another challenge letter?"

Gong Yingchangxiu, "No need. That Mr. Chen should already know of my arrival. Let's leave some suspense for this battle... Hmm?"

He suddenly looked out to sea because he had just seen a glimmer of light.

Guan Shangjing's expression became serious.

Those disciples did not notice this abnormality, but as a third-limit martial artist like him, he could see it very clearly. That was not a flickering flash of lightning, but a gap created by the collision between two worlds, although it was only fleeting.

He understood that the Fumu had already become unstable. It seemed that the change in the situation was in these few days, and the next few days would be the crucial moment to determine the future direction of the Ferris Wheel Company.

Inside the Xuangong Building dormitory, Chen Chuan was sitting on the sofa, carefully wiping the Snow Monarch Sword with a cloth.

As this sword was able to absorb something from the enemy's weapons each time, it undoubtedly became more resilient and sharper than before.

In the recent confrontations, if there was a solid collision, it would be able to cut open the opponent's weapons.

This should be caused by the things absorbed from Xiong Jianyi's body at the very beginning.

But what exactly this is, he still doesn't know.

But he wasn't worried. The sword was in his hands, so it was under his control. If there were any subsequent changes, he could always see them directly. When he finished wiping the sword and turned it around in his hand, the outside of the window suddenly flickered, as if lightning flashed by.

His movements paused, he looked outside, and then he saw several similar flickers in the high sky. He immediately judged what this was and thought silently, "It seems to be coming soon."

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