Eighty or ninety years ago, the martial world of Zhongtu was in decline, with few notable talents. Even prestigious sects like Wudang and Shaolin had mostly mediocre practitioners.
Fire Cloud Evil God emerged with the Three-Part Return to One Qi, wreaking havoc in the martial world, and annihilating countless sects and families.
He later became a warlord, oppressing and exploiting the common people, driving them to starvation and cannibalism. Using his ill-gotten wealth, he gathered a group of martial renegades and boasted of destroying Shaolin and then Wudang.
Shaolin, more tactful, opened its library and the meditation cliff to Fire Cloud Evil God. Wudang, however, was nearly wiped out, leaving only seven members alive because they were away on missions.
“The Nine-Turn True Martial Art and True Martial Energy were lost in that massacre, with only the original manual remaining in Fire Cloud Evil God’s possession,” Zhang Ye explained.
Since joining Wudang, Zhang Ye had constantly heard about the deep-seated enmity between Wudang and Fire Cloud’s Evil God. Despite his lazy demeanor, this blood feud could not go unavenged.
“Are you sure?” Zhuo Bufan asked.
“The Nine-Turn True Martial Art produces different qi in different people, making it impossible to identify by qi alone.”
“But if you look closely at that Batman’s eyes, you’ll see a ring of five-colored light around his pupils, a sign of mastering the third level of the Nine-Turn True Martial Art. Reaching this stage requires at least twelve years of hard work.”
“It seems Fire Cloud Evil God doesn’t trust this disciple, giving him the increasingly difficult Nine-Turn True Martial Art. Apart from Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng, no one has ever reached the fifth level,” Zhang Ye said.
“Fire Cloud Evil God’s scheme is deep. He sent a disciple to kill his own subordinates just to infiltrate us. When did we expose our tracks?!” Zhuo Bufan grew more anxious.
“In that case, I’ll kill him now,” Bu Qingyun said, drawing her exquisite sword, ready to strike first.
“Don’t be reckless, Junior Sister Bu. This person wouldn’t have come alone without some reliance. Brother Zhang tested him with lethal force and failed to kill him. We can’t be sure of a one-hit kill. If he alerts Fire Cloud Evil God before dying, it’ll be disastrous,” Zhuo Bufan hurriedly stopped her.
“Fire Cloud Evil God doesn’t know about Maha Boundless. If he thinks only four juniors came, he might be careless, giving us an opportunity. Monitoring Batman can help us anticipate Fire Cloud Evil God’s schemes.”
He took out the Huangji Jingshi Book and five copper coins.
“Besides, he doesn’t know I, Zhuo Bufan, am here. Let me use divination to see Batman’s origins. It might reveal Fire Cloud Evil God’s base.”
Zhuo Bufan drew a formation with cinnabar on the deck, placed the Huangji Jingshi Book in it, and used his internal energy to capture a trace of Broly’s lingering qi, infusing it into the coins, then cast them next to the book.
The five copper coins glowed, trembling violently above the Huangji Jingshi Book.
“Roar!”
An image of a lively monkey appeared in the center of the coins, beating its chest and roaring.
“A monkey?”
The three of them stared at the monkey’s image.
“Using money divination usually produces simple hexagrams or star images. This vivid image is a first for me,” Zhuo Bufan said, stroking his chin, puzzled.
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At the U.S. military command in Afghanistan, the command center’s screen replayed footage of the Global Hawk drone being destroyed. The mysterious ship moved too fast, only a blurred shadow was captured.
“When did Easterners get such advanced aircraft?”
“Our radar detected nothing from the moment it appeared until the drone was destroyed. We’ve deployed E-3 Sentry AWACS to monitor the airspace, but nothing has been found so far.”
“We’ve mobilized F-22 Raptors from Al Udeid Air Base in Qatar. They’re en route to the target area.”
Matt chewed gum while watching the bustling command center, then turned to Phil Coulson beside him.
“Does SHIELD know anything about that mysterious aircraft?”
“If the CIA doesn’t know, neither does SHIELD. I’m more curious why the CIA is expending so much effort to find this irrelevant Catman,” Phil Coulson replied, turning to leave.
Matt watched him go, shaking his head. Rumor had it that this SHIELD agent was popular with the women in the command, despite his bald head.
After hesitating, Matt sent the drone footage to Fire Cloud Evil God.
“What is this?”
Fire Cloud Evil God responded after a long time.
“This is the Nuwa Star Ferry, Nuwa’s palace in the mortal world from ancient times. It seems Zhongtu has sent people to Afghanistan again, likely to kill me.”
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Fire Cloud Evil God watched the video of the Nuwa Star Ferry, drumming his fingers on the chair’s armrest.
“Hero Mu, I didn’t seek you out, yet you’ve come to me. You defeated me once, but can you do it again? If you’ve not progressed in these years, I will take your life and avenge my shame.”
He pointed, and a sword three meters away flew into his hand.
Fire Cloud Evil God, a once-in-a-century martial talent, had created a new sword technique after mastering the ki blast trick in just a few days.
Holding the sword, he felt invincible and laughed heartily. Hero Mu’s swordsmanship was no longer a threat; his greatest danger was the Myriad Sword Return.
Broly, though strong, was not very bright. Still healing, he couldn’t have fully mastered the Nine-Turn True Martial Art. Using the Soul Transfer Technique, Fire Cloud Evil God could manipulate him to fight to the death. He just needed to sit back and reap the benefits.
First, he needed to lure out the Nuwa Star Ferry. Ten years of preparation ensured success.
Fire Cloud Evil God sent a telepathic message to his second disciple, Wang Xianzhe.
Wang Xianzhe, hearing his master’s call, entered the library. The first thing he saw was a pair of eerie red eyes. His mind went blank, and he lost consciousness.
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