First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

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Too busy to stop.

One team was reorganizing, also assisting in escorting the demons.

The second team, White Sun Palace, was still cleaning the battlefield.

The third team was directly pointed out by Yan Feifan, following Lu Ding, to attack Zhutai Sacred Land.

The elder from Zhutai Sacred Land who was targeted by the Formation-Piercing King-Tipping Lance had his life drip away, like a candle guttering in the wind.

They came riding the wind outside the great formation of Zhutai Sacred Land.

No half measures, no hidden trails.

Nearly a thousand investigators, like an army of celestial soldiers, pressed behind Lu Ding, riding clouds and mist, their might obvious.

Leading the charge was a ruthless man, the Corpse-Shattering Taishui, wreathed in black smoke, wearing scholar-warrior sleeves, a black wide-swinging robe, wielding a serrated Formation-Piercing King-Tipping Lance.

He held the lance with one hand.

Standing in the open sky, his target the massive formation before him, and the countless lesser demons waiting inside the mountains who had no escape planned.

He spoke, channeling spiritual energy, saying words loud enough for everyone to hear.

“You do have some backbone, facing catastrophe and still wanting to fight to the end.”

“Where’s Gao He!? Didn’t you say you’d fight me to the death!!?”

The words fell.

The mountain demons turned their gazes toward Lu Ding in the sky, eyes full of fear and resolve.

Fear is instinct, but courage is a hymn.

Putting aside the animosity between humans and demons, their attitude deserved praise.

How many "people" would still keep the courage to die bravely even knowing defeat was certain?

Truth be told, Zhutai Sacred Land had done something damn impressive—unity and sense of belonging were truly well established.

Inside Zhutai Sacred Land.

Gao He, as the Sacred Lord, sat on his holy seat, manifesting a towering spiritual form that floated into the sky.

“Lu Ding, why do you force me so cruelly? You are famed in one region, renowned since youth, the New City’s Sin of Arrogance, Great Han’s Corpse-Shattering Taishui, a special merit award holder—why do you exterminate those in this poor land struggling to survive!?”

“Can you leave one path to live!? Please!?”

“Even if I am unforgivable, these mountain demons are innocent.”

“I will surrender, spare them, is that not enough?”

As he spoke, Gao He’s towering manifested form extended his hands.

The mountain demons saw this.

One by one their eye sockets reddened.

“My lord, don’t beg him!!! If it’s a death battle, we will not retreat!!!”

“To live miserably is worse than dying gloriously for a moment. If you die without shame, you are at peace—trading one life isn’t a loss, trade many and you profit!!!”

“Sacred Lord, Lu Ding has lost his humanity, killing demons until he becomes a demon. How can you bow and beg him!!”

The insults in their ears sounded almost like praise directed at Lu Ding.

And the Sacred Lord willing to extend his hands would, in Lu Ding’s eyes, earn praise.

That attitude of his—

Lu Ding threw the elder who had challenged him on the Formation-Piercing King-Tipping Lance, shattering him outright.

There was no great prize, just wind spells.

They overlapped somewhat with Lu Ding’s other high-power spells and divine arts.

So there was nothing to debate.

“Gao He, I respect you as a man, so I won’t use tricks. Your demands, I cannot accept.”

“The principle of eradicating the root needs no lesson from me.”

“I don’t care whether they are innocent; what matters is you took part in human experiments at Black Phoenix Gathering, killed people. Leaving them alive is a future hazard. I don’t want, years from now, someone coming after me saying old grievances remain.”

“Prepare yourself, I’m going to pierce the formation. Everyone has their reasons, everyone has their stance. Since interests are involved, we’ll settle who’s right by strength—winner is right, loser is wrong.”

Lu Ding slammed the Formation-Piercing King-Tipping Lance like a spear.

“Your demands I cannot accept, but I can promise this: for what you have done today, I will give you a good death I have not handed out in a long time!”

The manifested Gao He laughed heartily, “Hahahahahaha......fine, fine!!!”

“Corpse-Shattering Taishui......truly a figure!!”

“Still, Gao He talks too much, please!!!”

He gestured to the array, inviting Lu Ding to pierce the formation.

Lu Ding suddenly lunged, his wide hem billowing, the spear across his back, he swung and smashed down, dark clouds covering the sky!!!!!

Inside Zhutai Sacred Land’s holy hall, Gao He immediately activated the formation.

In an instant,

countless array disks lit up, like a watertight, impenetrable barrage of energy attacks poured toward Lu Ding.

Explosions erupted instantly.

Bang bang bang bang bang.......

Lu Ding spun the lance, brandished it, flourished it, and whipped it.

He swept explosions aside, deflected blasts, shattered attacks.

His figure dodged and weaved in midair.

It was a head-on collision—open and honest. Since Gao He earned his respect, Lu Ding would, with absolute brute force and without shortcuts, blast him to death; that was his form of respect.

Within the holy hall,

Gao He sat on his artifact throne.

Schematic pushrods manifested by runes on both armrests.

Gao He shoved with both hands, “LU!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!”

The highest sanctum of Zhutai Sacred Land lit up with golden array disks, intertwining wind, water, thunder, and lightning elements converging.

Boom!!!!!

A terrifying column of light fired across at Lu Ding.

Lu Ding did not dodge.

The Formation-Piercing King-Tipping Lance in his hand swung out afterimages, like a shield, blocking Zhutai Sacred Land’s formation attacks!!!!

Inside the sanctum,

Gao He shoved again, “Again!!!!”

Boom boom boom boom.......

In an instant, Zhutai Sacred Land shook violently; those pavilions and towers were transformed by the formation into one pipe after another combining metaphysics and technology.

All aimed at Lu Ding.

With the energy ready,

what shot from those pipes were not cannonballs but terrifying beams of laser.

Lines and sheets of them swept at Lu Ding.

Gao He had paid a huge price to build this great formation.

Today it finally had its moment!!!

Under the barrage of laser fire,

Lu Ding’s Formation-Piercing King-Tipping Lance was the first to shatter, break apart, dissolving into spilling spiritual energy swept away by the wind.

Lu Ding took a step back.

He clapped his palms once.

“What a vicious formation!”

He cupped the sky with one hand, Human King's Loose Hands.

Divine art power, plucking stars and moon, Touch of Gold Turns to Stone hidden within.

The two complemented each other—numbers where needed, mechanisms where needed.

Suddenly he pressed down.

Boom!!!!!!

Gao He thought Lu Ding, now weaponless, would be weakened somewhat, but the scene before him was unbelievable.

Lu Ding slammed his palm down, striking the void.

A terrifying wave rolled outward.

In an instant,

the formation, the lasers, the attacks—all suffered an irresistible decomposing force, forcibly disintegrated.

With a bang,

the attacks exploded, the formation fractured, and a sea of flowers burst into the air—black petals everywhere, beautiful, dazzling, and mysterious.

Human King's Loose Hands forcibly stopped and held back, Touch of Gold Turns to Stone decomposed and recomposed the attacks.

Strength maxed.

Amid the raining black petals, Lu Ding trailed his black wide-swinging robe, flashed through them, weaving and dodging with Celestial Shift.

Now the mountain-protecting formation was broken.

Gao He, sitting at the formation’s center as its controller, suffered backlash and spat a mouthful of blood.

Lu Ding’s voice echoed, a single word: “Kill!”