Chapter 25

"Why go to the capital? The apocalypse has come, and it's the same everywhere," Zhou Shan said in confusion.

Lu Yin did not mention anything about the mission, he just said, "I want to find out the truth about the apocalypse and that corpse."

Zhou Shan shook his head, "There's no need. The massive explosion turned the area around the capital into dust for dozens of miles. Although the apocalypse came after the explosion, people rushed to the scene to investigate right away, but they found nothing. Do you think it would be useful to investigate there after so long?"

Lu Yin said in a deep voice, "Whether it's useful or not, I have to go."

Zhou Shan sighed and looked at the outskirts of Jinling with a complicated expression, "I can't stop you if you want to go, but I hope you can return to Jinling if you don't find anything."

Lu Yin nodded, "I will."

Zhou Shan took out a document from his pocket, "This is my identification in the national military, it's also my token. The Seven Saints have an agreement that seeing this is like seeing me. Take it to the capital and find Zhang Dingtian; let him help you."

"Zhang Dingtian? One of the Seven Saints?" Lu Yin was puzzled. He didn't know much about the Seven Saints. Communication during the apocalypse was intermittent, and his attention was focused on Liu Tiansong. If he hadn't come to Jinling, he wouldn't even know that the Saint of Punishment was named Zhou Shan. As for the Saint in the capital, he only knew he was called the Saint of Knives.

Mentioning Zhang Dingtian, Zhou Shan's face lit up with an inexplicable glow, "Lu Yin, I know you are very strong and can suppress the aliens, but I still have to tell you, don't underestimate the Seven Saints. Don't measure the Seven Saints by my strength, especially the top three. Zhang Dingtian is one of the top three, and he is widely recognized as the leader of the Seven Saints."

Lu Yin was surprised. The leader of the Seven Saints? That's not a common title.

Zhou Shan said solemnly, "Since the corpse was brought back to Earth, China secretly chose countless people to try to inherit some legacies. The ones who succeeded are the Seven Saints, and Zhang Dingtian is widely recognized as the strongest among them. His knife can suppress everything. Those students are very strong, but I don't believe anyone at the same level can defeat Zhang Dingtian. Even the proud Saint of Snow, Bai Xue, wouldn't compare herself to Zhang Dingtian. Many people call him the Saint of Knives, but his full name is—Mad Knife Hua Saint. He is the Hua Saint."

Listening to Zhou Shan, an image of a knife and a domineering man appeared in Lu Yin's mind, suppressing the capital with one man and one knife.

"How do you compare to him?" Lu Yin asked, wanting a direct comparison.

Zhou Shan smiled bitterly and raised a finger, "Except for the top three, anyone else facing him would only last one strike."

Lu Yin's eyes widened. One strike to defeat Zhou Shan, that was absolutely terrifying. Zhou Shan's true strength surpassed Aldon and Grannie, and he could fight with Tres. This meant Zhang Dingtian could defeat Tres with one strike. According to Yige, he should be in the category of the strongest among the various academies. Earth actually had such a person.

Lu Yin believed he could defeat Zhou Shan with one strike using the Sky Splitting Palm or the Heavenly Star Palm. So, who was stronger between him and Zhang Dingtian?

Taking Zhou Shan's document, Lu Yin carefully put it away. Zhou Shan had done him a favor, hoping he would return to Jinling in the future, but Lu Yin was destined to disappoint him. His future was in the stars.

There were still two months before the second batch of trial participants arrived. Lu Yin hoped to find the corpse and confirm its identity within two months. His time was urgent.

"What? You want me to go to the capital with you? Impossible," Grannie exclaimed, immediately refusing.

Lu Yin said coldly, "You don't have the right to refuse."

Grannie hurriedly said, "Didn't you hear Yige? Those going to the capital are the strongest from the academies. They are incredibly strong. I saw Wei Luo crush Tres, and he wasn't defeated by a sneak attack."

"I said, you don't have the right to refuse," Lu Yin said.

Grannie was speechless and pleaded helplessly, "Yata, no, Lu Yin, you don't understand what the strongest from the academies represent. During the academy competition, Tres challenged Wei Luo and was severely injured by one palm. The gap was too large."

"Yige was also severely injured by one palm from me," Lu Yin said calmly.

Grannie wanted to argue but suddenly realized it was true. She had always positioned herself below Tres, which inadvertently lowered her evaluation of Lu Yin's combat strength. But now, recalling it, the person in front of her seemed to be a freak as well. Seeing Tres severely injured at the boundary of the realm and Yige severely injured without using star energy, Grannie took a few steps back and looked at Lu Yin. She suddenly felt that this guy might really be on par with the strongest from the academies.

Lu Yin had never used his full strength against Grannie, and she didn't know his true combat strength. However, even the strength he had shown was enough to amaze her.

"We leave tonight, to the capital," Lu Yin said calmly, leaving no room for Grannie to refuse.

Grannie was helpless. The universe was vast, with countless academies, and even the Great Universe Empire had many academies. The so-called trial missions were far beyond her level. However, she was now being forced into another circle, the circle of the so-called strongest.

In Hebei, in the vast mountains, blood like smoke rose to the sky, dyeing the mountain ravines red. Blood covered the rivers, and the pungent smell attracted more and more mutated beasts. In an instant, the area was filled with howls, and the slaughter was complete.

The stream was dyed red, and a short man stood in the water, washing his body. Several scars on his back had already healed, and his muscles were bulging.

On the shore, a man and a woman quietly observed him, "Bailie, if you keep playing, there will be no more mutated beasts in these mountains."

The short man glanced at the shore and said coldly, "There are two Fusion Realm mutated beasts I didn't provoke. I'll kill them before we leave."

The woman said calmly, "It's time to go to the capital of this country. The chances of finding the fugitive are the greatest there. The corpse brought from Neptune is likely the fugitive."

A cold light flashed in Bailie's eyes, "Wei Luo, where are the other two teams?"

The man on the shore was Wei Luo, the strongest from the Empire's First Military Academy, and the woman was Paris, the strongest from Blue Mountain Academy. These three were the elites Yige knew.

Wei Luo replied, "Based on their positions, Gules and the others are on the grasslands, to the north of the capital, and Eud and the others are in Shanxi, both not far from the capital."

Bailie walked ashore, his energy vibrating, and his body instantly dried, "Let's go, to the capital."

The three left, leaving behind countless dead mutated beasts, many of which were at the Heaven level.

In the north of China, the vast grasslands swayed in the strong wind, looking like green waves dancing under the sunlight, incredibly beautiful.

On the grasslands, a woman raised her hands and took a deep breath, "So fresh, this is the smell of the grasslands."

Not far away, a green-skinned, two-meter-tall man glanced at the woman and said in a deep voice, "A bunch of manure smell, and you think it's good? You're sick."

"Balaluo, what did you say?" The woman's ears were sharp, and she immediately glared at him.

Balaluo quickly laughed, "Nothing, it's good, it's good."

The woman was pleased, "You know your place. Let's go to the capital. I heard that the people on this planet obtained a corpse from a primitive planet, which should be the fugitive."

"Okay," Balaluo responded, lifting his head. The endless grass ahead suddenly parted, as if it had a mind of its own, making way.

In Shanxi, two people in black robes walked slowly. Ahead was endless yellow earth, and occasionally, strange and fierce mutated beasts would emerge from the earth and then disappear.

Under the black robes, one of the men with scales on his forehead had icy eyes. With each step, the yellow earth became extremely dry, as if all the moisture had been sucked out. A hundred meters later, the land they had walked on had cracked and turned to dust, and the mutated beasts inside were left as empty husks, their bodies drained of moisture.

"I don't like this place. We should have landed in the sea."

"There's no choice. To complete the mission, we must go to the capital. I know you were born in the sea, but bear with it. We won't be here for long."

"I sacrificed so much. No one can stop me from completing the mission. I will kill anyone who tries, even if it means killing all the natives on this planet."

"Of course, no one can stop us."

In the northeast, snow covered the sky, and the white world stretched endlessly.

In this endless white, a pair of red boots stepped slowly, and a face of unparalleled beauty turned to face the wind and snow, her star-like eyes almost melting the frozen world.

She was Bai Xue, the Saint of Snow in China, the beauty by the Luo River.

This was the Blue Camp, the Blue Camp of the Saint of Snow.

Three figures knelt on the snow, their faces twisted in extreme pain. One of them managed to lift his head, looking at the beautiful woman in front of him with fear, his lips trembling, "You, a mere native, how can you be so strong?"