I Am Your Natural Enemy-Chapter 573 - 227: Appetizer, Higher Version Creatures (5k)_2

But this time, Cai Heizi didn't let him leave, telling him to stay here.

Now he was almost certain that Cai Heizi was getting desperate; he didn't care about his own safety at all, just wanted to hook a few more fish out of stubbornness.

Cai Heizi didn't talk about deeper matters, but Wen Yan could sense that something really big was going on.

At that moment, on the road outside, a box truck silently drove onto the side road, and after making seven left turns in a row, it sped straight down from the end of the road.

The big truck barreled down the slope, rolled over on the ground, and even the back door of the container twisted apart and snapped off.

From where Wen Yan was standing, he could see inside—it was completely empty, nothing inside at all.

But his eyelids started twitching slightly, and the Yang energy in his body began to circulate faster on its own, like a natural reaction to danger.

Yet he didn't see anything, nor did he sense anything.

He had a bad feeling, and immediately went back to report to Cai Qidong.

Cai Qidong came out, looked at the overturned truck, and frowned deeply.

"If you're able to walk, then get out of here now. Don't die here."

"Huh? Minister Cai, do you know your riddlespeak is seriously annoying as hell?"

Cai Qidong opened his thermos cup and took a sip of cold tea.

"I mean, earlier I thought I still had things under control.

If this was a test, it'd be very suitable for you.

Now I think maybe I can't keep you alive anymore.

I just wanted you to get roughed up and toughen you up, not to get you killed.

I can die. You can't."

"What do you mean?"

"It means things are worse than I thought, and some people would rather expose some secrets just to get me killed.

There're a lot of things in the Scorching Sun Department that nobody else would dare to do, but I would.

So, they're scared."

At this, Cai Qidong glanced at his thermos.

"And, someone thinks my old injuries haven't healed yet.

They might think I've hurt my foundation and I'm already finished.

Too bad they only know I never liked cold tea, but they don't know—that was then.

Now I get overheated all the time, got used to this flavor, and actually find it pretty good.

My injuries healed a long time ago.

I just got in the habit of putting on a little show, and they actually fell for it."

"Minister, when did you get injured?" Wen Yan was a bit shocked. He'd only been gone a little over a month—how did he miss so much stuff!

"..."

Cai Qidong shot Wen Yan a dark look but said nothing.

At the same time, the duo waiting outside the domain for most of the day finally gave up, and drove the big truck into the side road.

As they entered the side road, they spun the steering wheel hard and jumped out of the vehicle.

Watching the truck vanish around the corner, after a dozen seconds, the "fireworks cargo" on the truck just exploded outright.

The string of explosions made the earth start to shake.

Standing on the regular highway, that intense barrage of explosions instantly felt worlds away, only the ground still trembling, just barely noticeable.

Meanwhile inside the domain, Wen Yan and Cai Qidong felt it as well. After waiting a while, they saw thick black smoke drifting along the road toward them.

Wen Yan quickly made his way up the hill, standing at the end of the road, and this time he could actually see the distortions and changes with the naked eye.

The black smoke floating up from below looked as though it was trapped within a certain range near the road.

At the fork, it surged to the left branch at times, at others to the right, shifting rapidly with no set rhythm.

And the waves of black smoke coming behind clearly had breaks between them, rolling and twisting.

This made it obvious what would happen to someone who rushed in blindly or went the wrong way.

Feeling the smoke drift over, Wen Yan frowned slightly, covered his nose and mouth, and walked down the slope.

"Something blew up up ahead, the smoke's drifting all the way here. I probably can't get out either now.

Minister, just how many people have you pissed off? This doesn't look like just one group."

"I never piss anyone off. I just take the fall a lot, that's all."

"Have some damn shame!"

...

On the distant hillside, Huang Zhiji was still standing there, motionless, on high alert.

He heard the ruckus in the distance and could vaguely see a big truck charging in.

But that demon still didn't use the chance to attack.

It had been too long—he was nearly at his limit. Staying focused for that long was mentally exhausting.

Just as his body wavered a little, a bead of sweat slid off his brow and into his eye, and right then he heard a rushing wind coming for him.

He activated a Yellow Talisman while rolling away to dodge the hit.

Static thunder struck, hitting his opponent, but all the things he'd set up on the spot were smashed and destroyed, and the burning incense got stomped out.

The demon bared his teeth and grinned, crouched on all fours, darting left and right without pause.

Huang Zhiji's face turned dark as he pulled out a Wooden Sword, ready to fight the guy hand-to-hand.

Seeing him do this, the demon was briefly surprised, then smiled so wide his eyes disappeared.

"Are you trying to crack me up? A Taoist who relies on talismans thinks he can take me in close combat."

The demon suddenly accelerated, spotted Huang Zhiji thrusting the Wooden Sword, didn't dodge, and grabbed the sword barehanded.

But the next instant, Huang Zhiji pressed a button on the Wooden Sword.