“Anti-material sniper rifle!” Jiang Ming's pupils constricted.
Immediately afterward, a gust of wind heralded a mortar shell exploding beside him.
The force of the blast made Jiang Ming's chest feel tight, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Jiang Ming, who had previously underestimated the fighting power of the real world, now understood that his strength as a Lamp Lighting realm cultivator was insufficient.
Without entering the Fate Ignition realm and transcending his mortal body, dreaming of contending against the regular forces of this world was simply foolish.
“Da da…” Machine gun bullets struck the surrounding trees.
They pierced through those thick tree trunks.
Jiang Ming gritted his teeth, looking at the long sword in his hand, its edge already chipped.
He realized that he had truly been careless this time.
Blinded by the flames of vengeance, confronting the imperial organization without a plan was clearly an unwise choice.
“Since you are so determined to kill me, then don't blame me for being ruthless,” Jiang Ming said, his eyes revealing a fierce glint.
He listened to the approaching footsteps, clenching his fists tightly.
Special forces soldiers in camouflage uniforms formed a defensive and offensive formation, carefully stepping on the fallen leaves, slowly moving towards Jiang Ming's location.
“The opponent is an extremely dangerous individual; avoid direct contact if possible,” the captain said softly, looking at Jiang Ming's position and snapping his fingers.
Two small mortars were quickly set up, launching two shells towards Jiang Ming's location.
“Bang!” As the flames erupted, Jiang Ming's disheveled figure appeared before the soldiers.
In that instant, a dense barrage of gunfire from several rifles was directed at Jiang Ming.
“Damn it!” Several bullets struck Jiang Ming's arms, piercing his ribs.
If it weren't for the protective spiritual energy, he would have been unable to move at this moment.
“Target wounded, advance!”
Forming a triangle, the special forces slowly approached Jiang Ming, knowing that even if the opponent was severely injured, they should not be careless.
“You're forcing me!” Jiang Ming howled like a trapped beast; he never imagined that he, a dignified Fate Ignition cultivator, would fall to such a state.
He stared intently at the approaching pursuers, preparing to detonate the spiritual energy within his body.
He intended to perish together with this group of people.
“Cease the attack, defend!” Suddenly, the voice of a superior officer came from the earpiece.
The advancing pursuers stopped and raised their guns, aiming at Jiang Ming.
“You need to monitor the target's situation; his matter will be handed over to the people arriving,”
The superior officer's voice was stern; the special forces soldiers exchanged glances, and for a moment, there was no further movement.
Listening to the gunfire ceasing, Jiang Ming lay on the ground, cautiously watching the situation ahead.
He only heard the whirring of a helicopter in the sky; a state-of-the-art armed helicopter was slowly descending into the jungle.
Then, ropes were lowered, and several people descended along them.
Following that, two people jumped from the plane and landed on the ground.
A sniper lay prone on the helicopter, aiming at Jiang Ming's head.
“You all withdraw; leave this place to us,” a gentle voice sounded in front of Jiang Ming.
He saw a man in casual clothes walking towards him with a young girl.
“Jiang Ming, judging by your methods, you must be a rogue cultivator,” Jiang Wen said, looking at Jiang Ming calmly, only to see the other party staring at him in shock, looking at him in disbelief.
“What bullshit law; I don't care! At worst, we'll die together,” Jiang Ming sneered.
“Is that so? You were lucky to survive last time.
Do you think it will work this time? You wouldn't want to seize someone's body with your Fate Ignition, would you?
You should know how difficult it is to cultivate in this world.
If you want to live in peace and have a good life, honestly agree to my request.
Not only will you be exempted from the things you have done, but you will also be given some special privileges.
If you don't believe me, you should at least believe this, right?”
As Jiang Wen spoke, he displayed the Tai Shen Palace token.
It was something that Li Yunshang had given him, saying that it would be convenient to travel in Da Qian with it, so he had accepted it.
“The Tai Shen Palace jade token?! You are a member of the Tai Shen Palace?!” Jiang Ming was both shocked and angry.
As a rogue cultivator, he naturally knew about the Tai Shen Palace.
“Yes, do you believe me now?” Jiang Wen smiled.
Jiang Ming lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, then looked at Jiang Wen and said, “I don't even know your name! I only know that you are a disciple of the Tai Shen Palace; how can I trust you?”
“I am Jiang Yun, a disciple of the Discipline Hall of the Tai Shen Palace,” Jiang Wen said, casually making up an identity for himself.
His current appearance was disguised by transformation techniques, and his identity was naturally disguised as well.
As long as he didn't actively reveal it, no one could find out about him.
He didn't want to cause trouble, and his intervention was only out of interest.
As for helping the authorities this time, it was because they were willing to pay a reward.
Moreover, he had done quite a few things, and others could still find some clues if they wanted to investigate.
So he simply intervened once, and even if his disguise was exposed later, it wouldn't matter.
“What is needed now is your attitude.”
“…” Jiang Ming looked at Jiang Wen, nodded after being silent for a long time.
Jiang Wen looked at Jiang Ming, and he had some goodwill towards this rogue cultivator who knew the current affairs.
“I can agree to your request, but…” Jiang Ming said.
He cautiously looked at the special forces soldiers around Jiang Wen; those heavy firearms had caused him too much damage.
He wouldn't be as reckless as he was now if he encountered those things again.
He didn't expect that although this world was full of mortals, the power of the authorities would be so strong.
However, Jiang Ming was, after all, a Fate Ignition rogue cultivator who had experienced various difficulties, and his adaptability was still very strong.
After analyzing his current situation, his previously arrogant nature towards this world was restrained.
A wise man submits to circumstances; he had cultivated for hundreds of years and hadn't damaged his brain.
Moreover, the person in front of him… Jiang Ming took a deep look at Jiang Wen.
Even as a former Fate Ignition cultivator, he still couldn't see through the magnificent youth in front of him.
But he could understand that whether it was in Da Qian or the current imperial court, this person's identity was probably not so simple.
“You all withdraw first; he has something he wants to say to me alone,” Jiang Wen said with a gentle smile.
He waved his hand, signaling the surrounding special forces soldiers to move away.
“But…”
The special forces captain looked at him with concern, holding his gun.
“Don't worry; he can't hurt me in the slightest.”
Hearing Jiang Wen, the special forces captain nodded, then had his men retreat a short distance away.
At this time, Jiang Ming was covered in blood, with several bullet holes in his arms and chest.
If an ordinary person had suffered this injury, they would probably have lost their life long ago.
Only a cultivator like Jiang Ming could still move freely under the circumstances of being shot several times, as if nothing had happened.
You should know that the guns in the hands of their special forces soldiers were not small handguns used by the police to maintain law and order.
When this kind of rifle hit a person, it would create a bloody hole with one shot.
What's more, there were anti-material sniper weapons.
The fact that they had not been able to make the other party lose their combat power, even with this, showed how terrifying the guy in front of them was, who could contend against thermal weapons with just a long sword.
“Please be careful.”
The special forces captain made a few gestures, and then dozens of special forces soldiers retreated in unison to a distance not far away.
