Who is that person? Granney looked at the silver-haired man. She had no impression of this person at all. The butterfly knife and silver hair were rare features, yet she had no memory of him. Could he be a native?
"Ah, the blade is dull, didn't have time to sharpen it, barely able to exert fifty percent of my combat power," the silver-haired man said with a feigned regret, glancing at Lu Yin as he spoke.
Lu Yin's eyes flickered as he looked at his palm, "My hand is dirty, barely exerting forty percent of my combat power."
The silver-haired man was speechless. That's a reason?
"Classmate, this is the second time we've met. Let me introduce myself, my name is Yin," the silver-haired man said to Lu Yin with a sly smile, like a fox.
Lu Yin smiled faintly, "I'm Yata, from Tata Planet. My grandfather is the principal."
Yin exclaimed in surprise, "Principal, huh? A second-generation student... no, a third-generation student. Congratulations, congratulations."
Lu Yin chuckled, "You're too kind. I like your silver hair."
"Hahaha, I like it too. Oh, I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first. See you again, Yata," Yin said politely.
Lu Yin smiled, "See you again, Yin."
Soon, Yin disappeared into the sky.
Granney flew behind Lu Yin, puzzled, "Which school is he from?"
Lu Yin shook his head, "I don't know. Let's go."
"Wait, don't you want the energy crystal?" Granney reached out her hand, holding a white crystal the size of a finger that reflected light in the sunlight. "Although this kind of energy crystal is not suitable for absorption, it can be used as an energy source for technological weapons. It's quite valuable, especially since it's from a fusion realm creature."
Lu Yin took it unceremoniously, "Let's go, keep moving north." With that, he flew northward with Granney.
The energy crystals within Earth's evolved creatures were considered inferior in the universe. Even rogue soldiers who directly absorbed energy crystals wouldn't use them due to the high impurity content, which significantly slowed down cultivation progress. These crystals were of little use to Lu Yin himself.
The dice were also picky, refusing to absorb inferior energy crystals. Lu Yin planned to accumulate a lot and sell them for star energy crystals.
Yin flew eastward, stopping after a certain distance. He looked back, puzzled, "What kind of combat technique is that? He just broke through the exploration realm yet can block me. It's an unfamiliar technique, but very strong. I must look into it when I get back."
When the apocalypse hit, countless ordinary people in the capital city turned into zombies. The national management died in a massive explosion, leaving the capital leaderless. Fortunately, the leader of the Seven Saints, Zhang Dingtian, stepped up to suppress the chaos and drive away the zombies, saving the capital. Despite this, only less than one-third of the city remained, with the outskirts overrun by endless hordes of zombies.
The capital had too many people, with nearly ten million zombies, far exceeding Jinling. Even after more than half a year, Zhang Dingtian and over 100,000 evolved humans in the capital still couldn't eradicate these zombies.
The capital was like a giant beast surrounded by countless ants. Although it had the strength to crush the ants, it was trapped and unable to move.
The gathering place around the capital was reinforced with ten-meter-high steel walls, with numerous evolved humans standing guard on them, watching the wandering zombie hordes in the distance.
The city gates would open occasionally, allowing armored vehicles rented from the army to rush out, seeking useful supplies outside the city.
Soon, the city gates opened again, and an armored vehicle rushed inside.
A centurion on the steel wall was puzzled, "Didn't that armored vehicle just go out?"
Another centurion beside him said, "It's normal. They might have encountered a powerful mutated beast, lost a few people, and came back to regroup."
Near the steel walls, many survivors in ragged clothes, most of them emaciated, saw the armored vehicle rushing in and quickly surrounded it, but the vehicle didn't stop, almost hitting people.
Inside the vehicle, Paris's eyes sparkled, "I've only seen these primitive thermal weapons in textbooks. I didn't expect to operate one myself. How interesting."
Willow smiled, "If you like it, take one back with you."
In the back, Baillet looked serious, staring at the capital's interior. There, a chilling energy occasionally emanated, making even him feel uneasy.
"Willow, who is the strongest in the capital?" Baillet asked. He hadn't cared initially, but now he felt differently.
Willow said, "A man named Zhang Dingtian, known as the Mad Blade Hua Saint, is the leader of the Seven Saints."
Baillet's eyes grew more serious.
Willow glanced at Baillet, "No need to worry. The strongest of the Seven Saints barely exceed some elite students. They're far behind us."
Baillet ignored Willow. He was the only one among the three who sensed that chilling power, sometimes near, sometimes far.
The armored vehicle rampaged, ignoring the soldiers' warnings, heading straight south to the explosion site.
The southern part of the city, where the explosion occurred, had long been sealed off and was guarded by a commander.
When the armored vehicle appeared, it was immediately stopped. Paris excitedly drove it into the blockade.
"How dare you!" a loud shout came, and a ground-level commander leaped high to attack the armored vehicle.
Willow looked up and flicked his finger casually. The force tore through the air, piercing the commander, who fell heavily, gravely injured. The surrounding soldiers were terrified.
The armored vehicle stopped, and Baillet and the others got out, looking at the crater filled with red magma, distorting the air above it.
"This is the place. The explosion brought evolution to this planet, but the corpse is missing," Willow said gravely.
Baillet pondered, the crater filled with magma had likely burned away any clues. They couldn't find any information here, "It seems we'll have to find the capital's leader, that Seven Saints' number one."
Willow smiled, "I'll go capture him."
Just as Baillet was about to speak, his eyes suddenly narrowed. He looked up, and at the same time, Willow and Paris also looked up. Unbeknownst to them, a man was quietly standing in the sky, coldly watching them.
Seeing this, Baillet's eyes narrowed, his expression unprecedentedly serious.
"When did this person appear?" Paris was surprised.
In the sky, the man held a knife in his right hand, slowly descending.
All the surrounding soldiers saluted in unison, "Greetings, Hua Saint."
Baillet and the others were surprised. This person was Zhang Dingtian?
"All of you, retreat," Zhang Dingtian said calmly. The surrounding soldiers immediately retreated in an orderly manner.
Baillet and the others scrutinized Zhang Dingtian. He looked ordinary, not particularly strong, and had no obvious scars, seemingly unremarkable, but there was something about him—an overwhelming sense of dominance. They couldn't pinpoint why, perhaps because of the knife.
"You come from the stars?" Zhang Dingtian looked at the three calmly.
Willow stepped forward, "That's right. We have questions for you."
Zhang Dingtian's gaze shifted past Willow to Baillet, "Leave the capital. You are not allowed to enter."
Baillet's eyes narrowed.
Willow was furious, this person actually ignored him, "I have questions for you. Didn't you hear?"
Zhang Dingtian glanced at Willow, "Before you leave, as punishment for disturbing the capital, each of you will take a cut from me." Without waiting for a response, he raised his knife and slashed at Willow.
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Paris's personal terminal suddenly blared. She looked down and her face changed drastically, "Willow, be careful! He's a cross-realm powerhouse!"
Willow's face changed. The seemingly ordinary slash before him suddenly became incredibly terrifying. Everything in the world disappeared, leaving only that knife, coming closer and closer. Willow's pupils shrank as he raised his palm, "Rift Palm!" A low shout, creating air ripples that formed a wave, crashing forward.
Zhang Dingtian's knife strike collided in mid-air, blocked by the Rift Palm. The strong pressure exploded, spreading in all directions, pulverizing the ground. Paris held her breath and quickly retreated. The violent pressure swept into the sky, dispersing the clouds, even causing the magma in the distant crater to churn.
In the distance, countless soldiers watched this scene in shock. Every time Hua Saint made a move, it was so breathtaking.
Willow gritted his teeth, staring incredulously at Zhang Dingtian, who was only a few meters away. A native, just a native, how could he be so strong? A cross-realm powerhouse, an abnormality among natives.
Behind him, Baillet made a move, punching towards Zhang Dingtian.
Zhang Dingtian's eyes narrowed, his long knife shifting to block Baillet's punch, releasing a curved airwave that destroyed the distant ruins, tearing open the ground. The surging airwave shook violently, pushing Willow back and causing him to spit blood. Baillet used the force to retreat, while Zhang Dingtian remained motionless, still in his slashing posture, looking at Paris. His knife turned again, slashing out.