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Chapter 428: [427] I Cause Destruction, Qisheng Association Takes the Blame (Seeking Monthly Votes)

Another hour passed quickly.

Zhuo'an Xiaolingjing, Airport Fuel Depot.

Up to this day.

The Warhawks have been fully deployed in various Xiaolingjing under the Xuan Palace, with each Xiaolingjing having as few as two or three hundred and as many as four or five hundred Warhawks.

With the increase in the number of Warhawks, the construction of dedicated airports for their use naturally followed.

As a matter of course.

Basic facilities such as fuel depots, hangars, and aircraft maintenance workshops, which are essential supporting facilities, also sprang up one after another.

At this moment.

Two hundred meters away from Zhuo'an Airport.

In a dense thicket.

Only a few faint white dots appeared out of thin air in the woods.

In an instant.

The white light disappeared.

A slightly thin figure suddenly appeared where the light had been.

This was none other than the Flash Step skill - Leap of Radiance.

The gaze of the thin man pierced through the lush branches and leaves, falling on the airport that was faintly visible in the distance. He muttered, "This leap was quite accurate!"

He then looked down at the ground, and a faint blue light flickered in his eyes, barely detectable.

The thin man stared for a moment, then smiled satisfactorily, "How fortunate! The fuel depot is right underground, saving me from another leap."

According to the standards set by the Crimson Armor Hall, in order to prevent damage, the fuel depot must be built twenty meters underground and at a certain distance from the runway.

A thought arose in the mind of the thin man, and an invisible string appeared.

One end of the string was connected to his spiritual sea.

The other end of the string extended into the distant void.

This was the string of the soul.

"Buzz!"

The string trembled.

The thin man whispered, "Master, I have arrived at the destination. Please instruct me when to act."

After a moment.

A response came, "One minute later."

The thin man nodded, "Understood!"

"Buzz~"

The trembling of the string gradually diminished.

One second later.

The string of the soul disappeared.

The thin man looked up at the sky and, with his keen eyesight, faintly discerned some tiny red dots. He muttered, "The master is about to arrive."

He chuckled, "To think that I will blow up the airport's fuel depot. The master's ideas are truly imaginative."

This thin man was naturally Youming.

"One!"

He silently counted the first second.

Blowing up the airport's fuel depot was a plan devised by Cheng Han.

It sounded extremely crazy.

As the deputy palace lord of the Xuan Palace, he actually ordered such a thing, which had a sense of dark humor.

But Cheng Han had his own logic.

He knew very well that the Qisheng Association was currently planning a major event, fearing that it would attract the attention of the authorities.

Therefore, these people definitely wanted to keep a low profile and would not easily cause trouble in Zhuo'an.

No problem!

You don't want to cause trouble!

I'll do it for you!

Fifty seconds later.

Youming gently extended his right hand, and a strange black flame suddenly surged from the palm of his hand.

It was the Dark Flame.

This extraordinary flame was extremely eerie, and the area around the flame instantly dimmed, as if dusk was approaching.

Youming gazed at the Dark Flame, a look of admiration on his face, "The method the master comprehended from the Splitting Soul Technique of the Divine Generals is truly extraordinary."

"The power I borrowed through the string of the soul is more than three times stronger than before!"

This was the method Cheng Han obtained from analyzing the "Divine Descent Profound Formation" last time.

The core essence of this high-level profound formation was to use the laws of heaven and earth to bring down a strand of divine power, supplemented by a trace of divine soul, and condense it into a shadow of divine soul.

Although Cheng Han did not comprehend the laws, the partial knowledge he analyzed greatly increased the power of remote transmission.

Correspondingly.

Youming's combat power also greatly increased.

"Sixty!"

Youming silently counted the last second.

Then.

The thin man raised his right hand.

The Dark Flame flickered and disappeared.

At the same moment.

Youming's figure disappeared.

The next moment.

The forest within an eighty-meter radius suddenly rose up.

As if there was a giant underground, about to emerge from the ground.

"Boom!"

A deafening thunder instantly shattered the silence.

Fifty kilometers away.

The Firehawk squadron quickly approached Zhuo'an Airport.

Cheng Han controlled a Warhawk while keeping an eye on a halo in the corner of his eye.

In the center of the halo, a thin man calmly raised his right hand, and a dark flame instantly appeared in his palm.

Cheng Han's mouth curled up slightly, and he timely gave the order, "Attention, after landing at Zhuo'an Airport, start inspecting the Warhawks."

The soldiers quickly responded.

"Understood!"

"Received!"

According to the latest flight regulations, after continuous supersonic flight exceeding 3,000 kilometers, the fighter jet must undergo maintenance.

After all, the pressure on the aircraft is very high during supersonic flight. If there is an internal malfunction that goes unnoticed, a major accident could occur.

If this happens on the battlefield, it could even affect the success or failure of a mission.

One second later.

In the halo-like scene.

Ming Yan flew out.

The fuel depot instantly turned into a volcano, erupting violently.

This astonishing scene.

Was immediately captured by the pilots.

"Oh my God!"

"There's something ahead!"

"The airfield seems to have been attacked!"

Looking into the distance.

A huge mushroom cloud of flames rose slowly into the sky.

This scene was extremely spectacular.

However.

Although the explosion looked huge, due to it happening underground, the damage to personnel was minimal, at most causing a strong shockwave.

Cheng Han's face immediately turned serious: "Everyone, pay attention! It seems that Zhuo An's Little Spirit Realm has been attacked by the Divine Organization.

"Cancel the landing procedure immediately, raise altitude, and fly around the Little Spirit Realm. Be prepared to attack the enemy at any time."

These words were said with great skill.

By mentioning the "Divine Organization," they were preemptively attributing the explosion to them, directly shifting the blame to the Prayer Society.

Whether it was actually the Divine Organization's wrongdoing or not was not important.

As long as everyone believed it was them, then it must be them!

Evidence?

Not needed!

"Fly around the Little Spirit Realm" was naturally to position the aircraft fleet correctly, preparing for the upcoming "face-riding output."

Because the Prayer Society's secret base, the so-called "Eastern Waterfall," was located on the edge of the Little Spirit Realm.

As for "be prepared to attack," it was also a psychological suggestion implanted in subordinates' minds - the battle was about to begin!

Soon.

The Eagle of the Blazing Fire fleet collectively changed their flight direction and swiftly flew to the right.

Cheng Han, piloting the Warhawk, took the lead, increasing the flight speed to over 600 meters per second, close to twice the speed of sound.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The roar of the engines was louder than before.

Just fifteen seconds later.

The shadow of the Eastern Waterfall appeared in front of them.

Viewed from the sky.

Only a white ribbon could be seen, falling towards the void below, pouring down for over 5,000 meters, then turning into a large cloud of mist.

This scene truly gave people a sense of "a suspected galaxy falling from the sky."

At this moment.

Relying on his extremely sharp vision, Cheng Han caught a glimpse of a flickering figure on a small hill above the waterfall.

The corners of his mouth immediately curved upwards.

Naturally, it was You Ming.

The purpose of this was to disguise as a Divine Cult follower who came out to assess the situation and provide guidance for the attack of the aircraft fleet.

In short.

Everything was arranged clearly by the Prayer Society.

Don't want trouble?

Fine!

I'll help you find it!

No flaws exposed?

No problem!

I'll arrange it for you!

At this time.

Cheng Han had not yet spoken.

A Xuan Master was the first to shout, "There's a fluctuation of Xuan power below."

Another Xuan Master shouted, "There are people over there!"

Below.

You Ming stood on a giant rock, seemingly sensing something, and looked up at the sky.

After a moment.

His figure turned into a handful of black smoke and shot into a dense forest.

This move was undoubtedly a standard play for a Divine Cult follower.

Evidence, arranged.

This scene also echoed Cheng Han's previous statement of "being attacked by the Divine Organization."

By the way.

This "Divine Cult follower" seemed to react a bit slower and didn't notice the Blazing Fire Eagles in the sky. This was very reasonable.

First point - there was a big explosion at the airfield, which attracted his attention.

Second point - supersonic flight!

The Blazing Fire Eagles flew faster than the speed of sound, with the aircraft flying ahead and the sound chasing behind.

The pilots saw the "Divine Cult follower," but the "Divine Cult follower" didn't hear anything. This was perfectly normal.

At this moment.

Cheng Han decisively gave the order, "Launch all 'Earth Dragon Xuan Weapons' and attack the target area!"

The so-called "Earth Dragon Xuan Weapons" were the latest type of Xuan weapons he had developed, and they were also a carefully prepared gift for the Prayer Society.

Under the guise of a drill, it was also a very reasonable thing to test the new Xuan weapons. No problem at all!

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