Atlas of Heaven and Earth

With the addition of reinforcements from the Action Committee, the density of fire from the tall buildings on both sides decreased significantly, allowing the mercenaries moving through the area to increase their speed and gradually approach the Fissure.

Fang Zhixin was held back by Yu Lie and unable to stop these people. If the situation continued as it was, they would be able to enter the Fissure, retrieve and destroy the Split Offspring , thus removing the anchor point that stabilized the Fissure.

However, all of this was predicated on no one else intervening.

Old Hu stared coldly at Chen Bitong in front of him, waiting for his response. Even if the latter could restrain himself and do nothing, once the Split Offspring was retrieved, he would have enough patience to wear him down.

However, he understood Chen Bitong . Given his character, he would never wait until that moment but would instead respond swiftly and decisively.

Therefore, although he appeared relaxed on the surface, he was actually highly vigilant, ready to deal with his opponent's move at any moment.

Chen Bitong didn't look at him at this moment but glanced into the distance.

Chen Chuan was standing at the window observing. He could feel that this glance was directed at him, or rather, at the building where the three of them were.

He knew they were here.

Especially since Yang Can and Nie Guanshan were not concealing their scrutiny, seemingly wanting to increase the pressure on him.

Chen Bitong withdrew his gaze and met Old Hu's eyes again. Old Hu showed no reaction, but in reality, every nerve in his body was already tensed.

He walked towards Old Hu , his movements seemingly slow, yet with one step, his figure flickered and appeared further ahead. Then, with another step, he advanced another distance.

However, these movements were not regular. As he stepped, he might sometimes even retreat backward or appear in other directions.

He was using the Fissure to traverse and adjust, seeming to be able to appear at any location at any time.

Old Hu stood still. His cold eyes now seemed somewhat unfocused because he was not relying on pure senses to judge, but instead using Spirit to capture the opponent's movements.

At one point, Chen Bitong's figure even appeared less than three meters in front of him. For people at their level, this was almost point-blank range, yet he remained unmoved, still waiting for something.

After a few more breaths, he suddenly sensed something, his gaze abruptly focused, and he swung a palm towards one side. With a bang, Chen Bitong's figure emerged there.

Boom!

This time, unlike before, when two streams of Internal energy collided, the point of contact between the two men exploded like a cannon, sending large amounts of dust billowing outward.

Then Old Hu felt that, apart from the initial collision of Internal energy, all the Internal energy he subsequently released landed in empty space. As Chen Bitong's figure beside him had not yet disappeared, a second Chen Bitong appeared on the other side and thrust a palm at him.

He was prepared for this. His body didn't move, his left hand passed under his right, and the two palms quickly collided, again emitting a thunderous explosion.

While the Chen Bitong on the left and right remained, a third Chen Bitong now appeared behind him, pressing a hand towards the back of his head.

This was because the speed of traversing and switching within the Fissure was too fast, so that even though he had already left, the figure and a wisp of Spiritual Power at that moment still remained in place.

Moreover, in this movement, because his Spirit aura became everywhere, it produced a certain confusing effect on Old Hu's perception.

Old Hu "s hands were still facing the two figures, seemingly unable to Parry the attack from behind. However, he simply tilted his head, and the stiff hair at the back of his head was flung out, colliding with Chen Bitong's attack with a fierce Internal energy, and this figure seemed to show signs of collapse.

At this moment, at the place where Old Hu first exchanged palms with Chen Bitong , the figure there seemed to suddenly become solid from a fleeting state, and at the same time, a powerful Internal energy surged out from within.

He sneered inwardly, as expected!

He had launched Internal energy three times in a row, each time with a solid output. Normally, even if he wanted to unleash fierce and abundant Internal energy again, he would be powerless. So even if this strike didn't take him down, Chen Bitong could safely retreat after the collision and find another opportunity. However, he had made thorough preparations for today.

From the beginning, he had taken a Drugs specially prepared for him by the Action Committee, and at this moment, he suddenly stimulated the Medicinal effects. At this moment, whether it was the Mutated Tissue in his body or the Spirit aura, they were elevated to their peak state in an instant. Then, aiming at Chen Bitong , he fully released a Severing Style force!

Under this impact, at the point where their fingers and palms touched, Chen Bitong's arm began to fracture section by section, extending all the way to his shoulder, and it was possible to clearly see the shattered bones and flesh. If Internal energy was successfully transmitted, then it would be possible to shatter his shoulder and even half of his body in one fell swoop, and then there would be no suspense in this battle.

However, at this moment, Old Hu suddenly felt a void in front of him. The Internal energy on the opposite side only had the outermost layer, and there was no imagined fullness behind it.

His pupils shrank involuntarily, and at this moment, on his right side, the figure of the second Chen Bitong suddenly solidified, seemingly about to have a majestic Internal energy surging up from there.

But at this moment, a threat vaguely came from behind.

Where exactly?

Because of the multiple distributions of Spiritual Power, he was unable to distinguish where the real attack was coming from in a hurry.

But out of his understanding of Chen Bitong , the fatal blow was likely to come from his back, which he could not turn to in time, and it was also the weakest point. The latter would not lose out even if he couldn't hit him, so he transferred all the remaining Internal energy to the hair behind him.

But unexpectedly, the real attack came from the place where Chen Bitong had his arm severed by him just now, which was also the location where he first attacked him.

He realized at this moment that Chen Bitong had actually been there ever since his arm was broken, and had not moved.

Whether the attacks from the right or from behind were just confusions of Spiritual Power. The Internal energy rushing from there was only superficial and almost collapsed at the first touch. In fact, even if he ignored it, it would not cause him any harm.

But he understood too late, all Internal energy had been transferred elsewhere, and he could only watch Chen Bitong raise his other intact hand and punch him in the shoulder blade. At the same time, a turbulent and tenacious Internal energy poured in and quickly rushed into various parts of his body with unstoppable force.

A series of bone fractures and joint breaks exploded throughout his body.

Empty String Style is a kind of Internal energy with extremely strong penetration and permeation ability. It does not emphasize killing the enemy with one blow, but has strong destructive power. The person who is attacked will suffer strong impact and destruction to the Mutated Tissue, bones, internal organs, etc. in the body in an instant, and then he will no longer be able to use complete Internal energy.

So after this blow, Old Hu had actually lost his fighting power.

Old Hu knew that he had lost his chance with one wrong move, and there would be no more opportunities next. He stared at Chen Bitong and said, "This kind of Spiritual Power, could it be that you…"

Chen Bitong seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and said in a deep voice, "It's still a little short, but it's not far…"

As he said these words, his figure became erratic, obviously just an illusion left in place.

Old Hu "s eyes were blood red. The next moment, a violent explosion came from inside his body, and billowing smoke rose hundreds of meters high, with turbulent air waves spreading outward.

Dozens of meters away, Chen Bitong stood there watching this scene. He knew Old Hu and knew that he would rather kill himself than die in his hands. It was absolutely possible to load a highly explosive bomb into his body. The last question was probably just to trick him into staying where he was, so he left one step ahead.

At this time, a black spot fell from the sky, smashed on the ground not far ahead with a snap, and bounced a few times before stopping.

That was the half-face Mask that Old Hu was wearing, but at this moment, it was twisted and deformed, unrecognisable.

He looked at it in silence and then looked at his left arm hanging there.

There were at least seven or eight fractures from front to back on it. The bones and flesh were blurred and completely unrecognizable. In some places, only some muscles were barely connected to prevent it from completely breaking.

At this time, he used his other hand to straighten it, put it together, and Essence Blood surged out from his heart. After a while, the bones slowly healed and closed, and the flesh was reconnected. After a while, there were no more abnormalities visible on the surface.

Yu Lie saw this scene from behind and felt a chill in his heart. Old Hu was dead, so what was he still insisting on? He immediately jumped back, and Fang Zhixin did not come up to pursue.

Chen Bitong then said, "You can go."

Yu Lie grinned and said, "I won't go. I can't beat Master Chen , but I think I can stop those Old Imperial Family cavalry. I will stay here to stop them, but I will no longer participate in any subsequent actions against you."

Chen Bitong didn't say anything, seemingly acquiescing.

With Old Hu "s death, those mercenaries also lost their fighting spirit. Without waiting for instructions, they abandoned their target and fled from the square.

At this time, someone notified Mr. Chu in the rear, saying in panic, "Mr. Chu , Mr. Hu is dead."

There was no trace of fluctuation on Mr. Chu "s face. He stood in the observation post, half of his face falling in the shadow above, and said in a gloomy tone, "Waste."

On the distant high-rise building, Chen Chuan and the other two saw the whole process. Yang Can spat out the unknown number of cigarettes he had been smoking, moved his neck, and made several cracking sounds from his joints. He said, "It's over. The Provisional Special Committee has failed, so it's our turn."